Zhang Cheng was indeed a little too arrogant to set up camp in Myanmar.
However, the more he earned, the more capital he had, and the bolder he became.
70 million in cash was just enough for 10 million system points.
According to the system's calculation, the price of the goods in the real world was only 1/5 of the price in the real world. Zhang Cheng's 10 million points were equivalent to the purchasing power of 50 million rice coins.
"If there are more clones, each of them will be equipped with a full set of special equipment. Including bulletproof armored vehicles, it won't be difficult to find a place to set up camp.”
Zhang Cheng thought about his next plan.
Anyway, Myanmar was a land of chaos!
He, Zhang Cheng, wanted to get involved.
Then, he would sell firearms to the forces in this area and earn a lot of money as soon as possible!
The person he was dealing with this afternoon was Jia Lu, the leader of the Chanda Militia.
A few days ago, Zhang Cheng had secretly arranged for a clone to go to Captain Jia Lu's camp to communicate with him about the firearms.
The militia was different from Lin Mixian's warlord. The Chanda Militia was under the jurisdiction of the National Defense Force. At the same time, it had a cooperative relationship with the local armed forces, not an alliance.
The conflict between the Chanda Militia and the Mengla Army was indeed due to the dispute over the drug plantation.
But in reality.
The militia was strictly prohibited from engaging in drug manufacturing. It was not allowed.
However…
They didn't do it, but there was no rule that they couldn't help those local armed forces that had a cooperative relationship.
The local armed forces would provide the money and equipment, and the militia would help out.
After Zhang Cheng learned about this situation, he had the idea of discussing business with them.
Of course, it was impossible for them to know about Zhang Cheng selling firearms to the Meng La Army.
Three in the afternoon.
Led by the Chanda Militia, a convoy of local armed forces followed closely behind. They marched on the muddy road in the dense forest.
Shaoqing, the convoy turned a corner and entered an abandoned small factory.
Although the place was not big, the dense banana trees around it made the place look hidden enough.
A total of five cars entered the empty space of the factory one after another and lined up in a row.
The people sitting in the car were the big shots of the local armed forces. They looked around carefully until they saw a few muscular men standing on the second floor of the unfinished building of the factory waving at them.
After exchanging glances and checking the weapons, they got out of the car and headed to the unfinished building together.
Zhang Cheng was only a newbie selling firearms in this area, so these people would naturally be vigilant.
At this moment, Zhang Cheng was on the second floor of the factory, sizing up the pile of firearms in front of him.
MG34 Light Machine Gun, 7.92mm caliber, effective range 3000 meters, structure: Belt feed or magazine feed, short recoil brake, firing rate of 900 rounds per minute, initial velocity of bullets 800 meters per second
MP5SD submachine gun, caliber 9mm, effective range 80 meters, firing rate 800 rounds per minute, bullet initial velocity 283 rounds per second
M16A1 rifle, caliber 5.56mm, effective range 500 meters
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Needless to say, the quality of the equipment was excellent. What was worth mentioning was that Zhang Cheng had bought more items from the mall than he had sold to the Meng La Army.
This time, it was not just one family that came to trade, but several local armed forces.
According to Zhang Cheng's intelligence, these armed forces were not as strong as the Mengla Army individually. Moreover, they were divided into many branches. For example, the original large group was divided into several small groups.
A small portion of the troops worked with the Militia, while the rest were doing more important things.
To put it simply, although these people were not the main force, the armed forces behind them were also Zhang Cheng's target customers.
Even if I can't sell them this time, I have to let them know that I have a lot of good things.
"Boss, they're here."
Huang Jiang, who was beside Zhang Cheng, reminded him.
"Okay, bring it up."
After Zhang Cheng finished speaking, the ten bodyguards on the second floor quickly dispersed.
Moreover, everyone was holding a loaded Thomas submachine gun in their hands. All of them were even equipped with pangolin bulletproof vests. The internationally recognized strongest bulletproof vests were ceramic bulletproof vests, and the pangolin bulletproof vests from the Dragon Country could be said to be even more impressive.
This bulletproof vest was extremely bulletproof and even had a self-repairing function.
After the battle, he threw it into the washing machine. After a few minutes, the bulletproof vest would be as good as new. All the dents, creases, and bullet marks would be completely repaired by themselves.
This was a black technology from the Dragon Country.
As for the bulletproof helmet, he was wearing the latest technology from the United States, the IHPS bulletproof helmet. His entire head was protected in all directions, looking like a high-tech product from Star Wars.
In addition, every bodyguard was wearing a camouflage uniform. The entire scene was very powerful. Even if the special forces of the United States came to the scene, it would be nothing more than this.
Obviously, this scene made the armed leaders who had just gone upstairs suck in a breath of cold air. They could not help but frown. Some of them even cursed in a very low voice.
"F * ck, this is an arms dealer? I'll believe you even if you tell me it's the army!"
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