"Kinlaf, I want to order takeout.”
Bai Yuan said.
He should be happy that business had come.
This was especially true for the arms business, which could last for three years. The customers were powerful, wealthy, and generous. Kinlaf should be enthusiastic and happy when he received such an order.
But this time, he only felt waves of…What a pain in the ass.
Big brother, the plane of firearms you bought is enough to plow the entire Kyiv, right?
Why do you still want more?
Even though Kinlaf had been in the arms trade for many years and was extremely daring, he still felt guilty.
Over the years, he had traveled far and wide, and his footprints had spread to Southeast Asia, Central America, South America, Africa, and many other chaotic places. He had dealt with many tyrants, scum, butchers, and lunatics. He had long seen the evil of human nature with his own eyes. Morality was just a joke in his eyes. He thought that he was fearless, but Bai Yuan, a young man whom he had only known for less than two days, gave him a great sense of oppression and fear.
This person from the Xia Dynasty was different from those tyrants, scum, butchers, and lunatics.
The source of power for those warlords and dictators was wealth, the army, weapons, oil, land, and the support of the M Nation. That was why they dared to be unscrupulous and do whatever they wanted.
They killed people like flies, kept slaves, inflicted torture, and watched fights. They trampled on all public order, good customs, and moral conduct. They thought they were born noble, but when they lost their support, they would howl like pigs and dogs, just like the creatures they trampled on, humiliated, tortured, and killed.
Losing what they relied on, these people were nothing more than lowly lives that were twisted like maggots.
However, this person called Bai Yuan was different.
This person wasn't crazy because he had power, but because he gained power from his madness.
The essential difference between the two was that this young man from Zhuxia had bought an entire cargo plane of firearms to rescue his father in Africa, but Jinlaf had a vague feeling that even without this plane of firearms, Bai Yuan could achieve his goal and kill anyone he wanted to kill.
Then what was his purpose in buying more firearms?
There was only one answer.
He wanted to take revenge on the people who kidnapped his father, and he did not mind expanding the flames of war.
But I mind!
I just want to sell some firearms. I don't want to attract the attention of the five permanent members because of a world-shocking massacre. Then, the Interpol will trace it all the way to me!
On the surface, the international order strictly prohibited arms smuggling, but this world was not black and white. There was another dark order in the shadows that was not known to outsiders. In the dark side of this world, arms smuggling was tacitly approved to a certain extent. The premise was that you did not cause too much trouble, so much so that an assault rifle with the fingerprint of the president of the United States appeared at the scene of a massacre.
People would die.
He should have simply rejected her, then hung up and deleted her contact information in one go. He should have stayed as far away as possible, but with the phone in his hand, he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva subconsciously and said nothing.
There were some people in this world, even if you were thousands of miles away from them, had only met them once, and could cut off contact with them at any time…but you still didn't have the courage to reject them.
The words at the tip of his tongue had already changed."What…what do you plan to order?”
Bai Yuan thought for a moment." Cluster bombs, cloud bombs, thermocompression bombs…Do you have these?"”
On the other end of the phone came the sound of the Russians spraying water."Even the five largest arms dealers in the world wouldn't dare to sell these things! Some were even banned by international conventions! If I had these things on my shelves, Xie Liqian wouldn't even have the right to talk to me! And it's expensive!"
"I see." Bai Yuan thought for a moment." What about 155mm or 152mm howitzers? Self-propelled anti-air artillery, Vulcan machine gun, shore-based naval gun. Oh right, I saw the Russian-made 'Death Combined Harvester' on the Internet earlier…"
“……”
Kinlaf was silent for a moment.
Then, he said in a sincere tone," Big Brother, Boss, I'm just an arms dealer. I wholesale small-caliber guns and ammunition, collect second-hand weapons, and sell them to people who need them. That's all. My abilities and connections are limited. Platoon-level heavy weapons are my limit. This world is cold and real. Some things can't be bought even if you have money…"
"What limits the purchase is not your wealth, but your power and my status.”
"Especially the ones you want. No country would systematically use these things in a war. AK rifles are the real weapons of mass destruction.”
" In today's world, large-caliber howitzers, self-propelled anti-aircraft guns, tanks, and naval guns are all regular military sales between countries. They are efficient but expensive, and even small countries can't afford them. The five permanent members also don't allow a warlord or dictator to obtain such terrifying weapons. Money and class are not interlinked under certain circumstances.”
"Do you understand what I'm saying, sir?”
Kinlaf swore that he had never been so patient and gentle in explaining a complicated problem since he graduated from high school. He had never been so patient even when facing a president or a general.
Bai Yuan was silent for a moment before saying,"Two questions."
"What do you think?”
"How can I successfully buy those weapons just now?”
"Obviously." " Yes," the Russians said without hesitation." If we do military purchases as a legitimate country, we can obtain these weapons legally and without risk.”
" Or you can offer an olive branch as a powerful warlord and sign various agreements with the target country other than arms trade, such as politics, such as economic and trade orders…You understand.”
"I see…"
On the other end of the phone, Bai Yuan muttered to himself with a deep gaze.
" Then," he said," the second question, Kinlaf, do you sell the individual shells?”
"…You mean?"
Bai Yuan turned his neck." I mean, if I seize a 155 howitzer or something like that in Ukran, but the ammunition is limited, and I need to purchase the corresponding ammunition, do you have a way?"”
"This is possible…"
" After all, there's a lot of room to manipulate the ammunition," the Russians said hesitantly." It's very convenient to report it to the drill for consumption and disposal. At least, it's more convenient than the weapon itself…Could it be that you have already seized it?"”
"No, but you can stock up now.”
"We will seize it," Bai Yuan said."This is the traditional art of our Xia people.”
He did not wait for Kinlaf to say anything and continued," Also, I need to replenish my Apei ammunition. I need more RPG rockets and Ags-17 30mm grenades. Kinlaf, I also need weapons with high power, wide range, long range, and low price…"
A thought flashed through Kinlaf's mind.
When he entered the state, he became a death merchant who had no scruples and did not mind doing business with demons. Almost immediately, he thought of the most suitable goods.
"Why don't you try your country's domestic products? Together with the Akka-47 and RPG, the 63 towed 107mm rocket launcher was known as one of the three great guerrilla weapons. It was cheap, easy to operate, and could be found everywhere.”
"Very good."
Bai Yuan's words were concise and comprehensive, and he sounded very satisfied.
He and Kinlaf finalized the specific quantity. The Russians promised to do their best to stock up. At the same time, they still reminded Bai Yuan fearfully that if he made any big movements, such as burning Kyiv to the ground, then the five permanent members would definitely let him know what was called swift and decisive, what was international order.
"Don't worry, I'm not crazy."
“……”
Kinlaf was speechless.
"By the way-can you get mines?”
You still say you're not crazy!
Kinlaf sighed.
Anyway, this guy bought a plane full of firearms from me, which is enough to kill all the people in a city. In that case, I'll sell him some more. Things won't get worse.
If he was really a lunatic, then something would happen no matter what. Since something would happen and it might implicate me, then why not make a fortune?
The arms dealer convinced himself.
"Alright, alright, my brother. I have, of course, and a lot.”
"As you know, due to the constraints of international public opinion and the difficulty of cleaning up, there is a large stock of this stuff…What type do you need? Anti-infantry or anti-armor?"
"Infantry."
"What kind? Fragment type or explosive type?"
"Fragments."
Kinlaf was really familiar with this topic."Then, which one do you prefer?”
"A Type 72 anti-infantry mine produced in your country that weighs a thousand grams and has a charge of 122 grams?”
"It's also a MOH200 anti-infantry mine produced by the Great Soviet Union. It weighs 25000 grams and has a killing range of 200 meters.”
"The one behind is an anti-personnel mine?”
"Yes, comrade."
Kinlaf replied solemnly,"" The definition of infantry in the great Soviet Union is slightly different from that of other countries. Whether it's in a truck, an infantry vehicle, a tank, or even a helicopter, as long as it's a human, it's an infantry.”
"Your mines are anti-helicopter?”
"Yes, comrade. Although helicopters are not designed to kill targets, there is indeed a record of shooting down helicopters.”
At this point, Kinlaf's tone became a little strange and awkward."" The only problem is that the helicopter belongs to the Soviet Union…"
It was indeed very Russian.
"Sounds good-give me five hundred first.”
"We can't gather so many at once, and they're very heavy.”
"Then do your best to collect them. Other than that, I also need anti-aircraft guns and machine guns. No matter what brand they are, no matter how old they are, as long as they can be fired, I want them all.”
They discussed some details. The Russians needed two to three days to prepare the goods and then deliver them by air. As for where to deliver them, how to transport them, and how to deliver them, they would talk about it later.
The sky gradually darkened, the moon rose, and night fell. It was rare to see light in a place like Komoira. Electricity was still a luxury resource. Bai Yuan had already arrived at the village that the young hero had mentioned. From a mountain, he could see the distant village. There were faint lights, and he could even see the trails of tracers in the air, as well as the sporadic sounds of gunfire.
There seemed to be a battle going on.
Bai Yuan used his life detection vision to size up the red spots of light in the town.
There were many of them, those with sufficient power supply, those with weapons, and those patrolling back and forth.
It was not difficult to locate.
A beige three-story house. Silov said that he had escorted the Xia people here.
However, as far as the life form could see, it did not see any people who were restrained and unable to move.
Fuck.
Bai Yuan's face darkened.
He got out of the car and came to the door of the three-story building with a wall. He knocked on the iron door.
"Is anyone there?"
he asked in English.
Soon, someone walked towards him. The bright torchlight shone on his face, but Bai Yuan's eyes did not blink. He looked at the person's face in the strong light.
It was a white man.
"Who the hell are you?" The heavily armed white man walked over and glared at him." Get lost!”
"I'm here to look for someone." Bai Yuan pulled down his scarf and revealed his face. He said calmly," I'm from Zhuxia. I'm here for my compatriots…Can you tell me where they are?"
The light from the flashlight dyed his yellow skin white, so the man didn't notice anything wrong at first. When he heard the word "Chinese", the white-skinned man's expression changed and he raised his gun.“fxck!”
He was about to raise his spear when Bai Yuan threw a punch.
With a loud bang, the iron gate's railing was broken and bent by the fist.
Bai Yuan's fist pierced through the railing. Halfway through, he turned into a claw and grabbed the other person's throat. He pulled back, and the person's body rushed forward. His head rammed straight into a broken railing that had been broken and bent. It pierced through his mouth and came out from the back of his head, leaving a trail of brain matter.
Bai Yuan twisted open the iron lock, pulled open the iron door, and broke off two iron bars. He lifted his foot and stepped on the other party's back. The body that was half-lying on the iron door suddenly sank, and its mouth and half of its head were completely torn apart. Blood spurted out like a fountain and splattered on the ground ten meters in front of it.
Someone in the room had heard the commotion and was peeking out of the window. Bai Yuan swung his arm and two pieces of iron shot out like short spears. The window shattered, and two people's bodies froze on the spot. Their throats had a huge crack, and the iron spear had already pierced through their bodies. After a moment, their bodies fell straight down.
Someone rushed out of the door, but Bai Yuan was faster than him. He took a step and jumped backward. His body was like a cannonball, and his shoulder hit the person diagonally, crushing the sternum of the person. He brought the dead body directly through the door of the first floor and rushed into the entrance. Broken wood, glass, and soil flew everywhere.
The first floor, second floor, and third floor were all in chaos. Footsteps and shouts filled the entire room.
Bai Yuan raised his left hand, and lightning swirled around it. The dazzling light of lightning rushed into a socket, and the chaotic lightning swept across the entire room. The lights suddenly went out, and everything fell into darkness.
The voices of the enemies became more and more frightened. Some of them turned on their flashlights or lit up their lighters.
However, the hunters walked in the darkness, chasing after the light. Gunshots kept ringing out, but it soon became silent. Heavy objects kept falling down, and there were screams and painful wails.
Although his father and the others seemed to have been transferred, the target was still clear and the clues were still there.
It didn't matter even if it was broken. The leader of the mercenaries was still the president of France. There would always be a way. However, the goal was to save his father, so he should follow the clues and move forward. There was no need to go far.
First, he would knock out everyone here.
Then, he would ask and kill them one by one.
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