The Great War
28 I’m a big client!

Mu Jianxue

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Lin Feng listed the Japanese's military strength and then looked at his own side. Including himself, there were only four people!

Their strengths were clearly not equal!

[Ding-dong. Successive mission issued. The first phase is to rob the place where the Japanese put their money. After completing the first phase, you will be rewarded with 5000 points.] The first phase of the mission was completed, and the second phase of the mission was immediately released. Mission rewards were given based on the completion of the mission.”

The System Assistant's voice appeared at the right time. Lin Feng propped his cheek with his hand and thought hard. He could finally tell that the System Assistant always put a 'carrot' in front of his head and always tempted him to move forward.

For a moment, he actually wanted to give up on the plan to rob the place where the Japanese kept their money. After all, he was surrounded by the Japanese in S Sea. He had nowhere to hide. No matter how good his marksmanship was, he could not fight head-on with the Japanese.

"You're afraid that I'll give up, so you actually issued consecutive missions! Alright…it was just robbing the place where the Japanese kept their money. What was the big deal?”

Lin Feng sneered in his heart, and a sense of pride rose in his heart. He picked up the topographic map drawn on the table and began to carefully assign tasks to the three Wei Feng.

For three days, Lin Feng and the three guards investigated the place where the Japanese kept the money. He even pretended to be a big client and deposited a huge sum of 100,000 silver dollars in the place where the Japanese kept the money.

"From what we know, the key to the vault where the Japanese put the money is with Manager Tian Zhongyi! We will start our operation at 10 AM sharp. Number 1, you will be responsible for taking care of the Japanese security guards in the lobby. Number 2, you will be responsible for monitoring the back door and controlling the hostages as soon as possible. Number 3, you will attack the Japanese team in the warehouse with me!”

Lin Feng gave the order and looked at the three Wei Feng members." This mission is very dangerous. We might be surrounded by the Japanese at any time!”

The three Wei Feng members listened to the deployment, their eyes firm and fearless.

"Everyone must be careful this time. All weapons must be equipped with silencers! Alright, let's start checking the guns…"

Wei Feng was equipped with a 9A91 assault rifle with a silencer. The 9A91 was one of the smallest rifles in the world and was suitable for high-tempo assault combat.

The short and dainty body of the spear had high stability and mobility, and it was nicknamed the " Arrow in the Sleeve ".

The 9A91 had a short range, with an effective range of only 100-150 meters. However, it was light, fast, accurate, and had a small recoil. It was very suitable for emergencies and close-range combat.

"Is everything ready?"

After Lin Feng finished checking his M4A1, he looked at everyone with a serious gaze.

"I'm ready. I guarantee that I'll complete the mission!”

Everyone answered firmly.

……

The place where the Wei Nation kept the money was a three-story European building. The sculptures on the outer walls were simple and elegant, pleasing to the eye.

Lin Feng was wearing a green robe and a top hat. Such attire was common on S Beach and did not attract anyone's attention at all.

He slowly walked into the hall, and a young man in a black suit walked over.

"Sir, what business do you want to handle?”The young man asked coldly.

Lin Feng could tell from his poor Chinese that he was from the Wei Nation, so he said in fluent Japanese,"I saved a sum of money yesterday and I want to withdraw it today.”

Hearing Lin Feng speak Japanese fluently, the young man immediately smiled brightly and said respectfully,""Sir, please follow me…"

In an office at the side of the hall, a bald middle-aged Wei Nation employee heard Lin Feng's request and frowned slightly,"Sir, if you want to withdraw money now, you need a document signed by the Wei Nation Military Police Headquarters. Otherwise, we can only give you a military ticket of equivalent value…"

"Baka!"

Lin Feng was so angry that he slammed the table heavily and said angrily,"I'm a big customer of the Japanese Sakura Trading Company. President Watanabe introduced me to your bank. I only saved 100,000 silver dollars yesterday, and today you're telling me that I'm going to turn it into military bills that are worse than paper!”

" Sir, please calm down…It's wartime now, and the R Nation's Garrison Command has just signed the Wartime Commercial Control Regulations. As long as you show us the proof of the R Nation's Military Police Command, we can handle it for you…"

Beads of sweat appeared on the middle-aged employee's forehead. He really couldn't see through Lin Feng's background and was afraid that he would offend some big shot that he couldn't afford to offend.

"Baka, I'm the special envoy of the Y'teng family. Do I have to go to that small military police force?”

Lin Feng glared at the middle-aged employee.

The middle-aged employee trembled and could not say a word. After a while, Lin Feng snorted coldly and said,"Trash, go and get your manager, Tanaka Nakazuichi!”

Hearing Lin Feng's words, the middle-aged employee felt relieved and quickly ran out.

"What happened?"

After a while, a fat Wei Nation middle-aged man walked in, his eyebrows showing dissatisfaction as he stared at Lin Feng and asked.

The balding middle-aged employee from earlier bowed and followed behind the man.

"You are Nobuichi Tanaka?"

Lin Feng didn't answer and asked instead.

"Exactly…Who are you? Don't you know the orders from the Garrison Command?”

Nobuichi Tanaka was from the Tanaka family, a tycoon of the Wei Nation, and his tone was filled with disdain.

"Haha…"

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