"Okay!" M99 was the first to run to the car and opened the trunk. It was empty, but it felt a little inconsistent. M99 grabbed the two concave places on the floor with both hands and lifted them up with both hands.

Board, under the board is a gun that has been dismantled into parts. From the large ammunition supply and muzzle brake, it can be seen that this should be M99 without a doubt.

"Hey, boss, you can think of it. You can think of all these methods. I thought I would have to use a small gun this time." M99 happily picked up his gun.

"So please change the weapon, please. Please forgive the captain who over-brained his hair in order to bring the gun in." Long Yue glanced at her angrily and pushed forward the headrest of the back seat and the bottom of the back seat.

It slid forward and two boxes were exposed inside. The boxes were moved out, the seat was pushed back, and the back seat returned to its original position.

"No, small guns are boring." M99 threw the gun into the back seat that had been restored to its original state, and started assembling his own firearm in the back seat.

"Can I ask a question?" M4 raised his hand: "Which small gun is she talking about?"

"SVD." Long Yue held his forehead, with an expression like "I don't know her." The only person who can call Lao Maozi's 7.62-caliber gun a small gun is this large-caliber madman.

"The guns have been taken out, what next?" SCAR got out of another car carrying two boxes and handed one of them to AK12, who took out the gun from the box and carried it directly on his body.

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"Of course the gun shop is here. We don't have a single bullet on us right now." Long Yue shrugged, opened the car door, and got into the car.

"Hey, it's a good thing we stayed and listened for a few words. I didn't expect it to be a bunch of paper tigers, huh?" Suddenly there was a voice outside the alley, and the 141 people turned around collectively, raising their guns, and the gangsters smoking red ice came again.

Turning back, holding various weapons in his hands, the leader's mental state seemed much better and he was no longer so depressed. At this time, he was staring at Long Yue fiercely.

"I was shocked..." Long Yue rolled his eyes and put the pistol back into his holster: "Let's go, hurry up sooner rather than later, I'll treat you when you're done."

"Hey, boss, why don't you just go to the black market to buy bullets? You also have to go to the gun store, how troublesome it is." The M99 has been loaded and is being calibrated, with a laser pointer inserted into the barrel.

The method is very crude, but it can still be done in an emergency.

"Stupid, is it possible to go to the black market casually? Looking at our staffing, apart from my appearance, is there another male? If we go like this, let's not talk about how much trouble we will cause. What will happen if these profiteers suddenly get rich?

When you have combat capabilities, you can go to the black market and use your fists as discount coupons." The answer was M4. As the veteran with the second longest serving time in 141, she also has indispensable knowledge in this area.

"Oh oh oh, I understand." M99 looked like he suddenly understood.

"You... look at me! This is robbery! Hand over all the valuables in your hands!" The leader yelled at Long Yue with a black line on his face. This feeling of having high self-esteem but being left aside, just

It's like eating a blowfly.

"Oh, robbery, it's so scary." Long Yue muttered a few words without energy, and waved to the others: "Get in the car, do you want me to treat you?"

"Can you please respect others?" The gangster leader was completely angry. He waved the steel bar in his hand and rushed towards Long Yue.

"Oh my God, I'm so aggressive!" Long Yue slid away from the car, and the steel bar hit the roof of the car with the sound of wind, creating a dent.

"I'm throwing it! You little bastard, pay for my car!" Long Yue didn't wait for the gangster to attack again, and with quick eyes and hands, he grabbed a mohawk of his red hair and smashed it directly on the front hood of the car, "Bang

There was a sound, creating a bigger hole than before. Long Yue pulled out his pistol, fired at a pile of garbage in the distance, and then put the barrel of the gun against the temple of the gangster.

"I'm surprised. You don't know there are bullets here without firing a shot, right? You're robbing, what kind of garbage are you? Recyclable? Pay for the car quickly!" Long Yue drilled him with the barrel of the gun.

forehead, said viciously.

"No...Brother, I'm wrong, isn't it okay? I'll compensate, I'll compensate." The little gangster was about to cry. He didn't expect that what Long Yue said about the lack of bullets was that there were not enough bullets, not that the bullets were in a vacuum state and were shot.

Even if I hold my head against my head, I can only give in on the spot.

"Compensate? You're almost wearing your pants when you suck red ice, right? Are you going to compensate me with your underwear?"

"Take the goods to compensate, guarantee the best goods!" The gangster was so frightened that he almost peed. Even though Long Yue was joking there, he had no intention of resisting. Long Yue paused for a moment, even though he had never been here before.

He who was in the yellow zone also understood that the goods here refer to red ice.

"Okay, okay, get out of here! Don't go out and yell." Long Yue turned off the fuse, pulled the man up from the hood, and threw him aside. The group of people got into the car and drove away, leaving the frightened man behind.

A few bad guys.

The rest of the journey was as planned in advance. Several people drove directly to the gun store. Except for M99, everyone was equipped with 300 rounds of bullets of the corresponding model and a small amount of pistol bullets. M99 only got pistol bullets, and they were still dissatisfied with it.

After a while, they were sitting in a private room of a small restaurant, with various dishes on the table in front of them.

"Most of the bullets are ready. The next step is to go to the black market. This time I not only have to buy ammunition for the M99 on the black market, but I also have to get information about the warthog. The information given above is too simple." Long Yue gnawed.

The movement of the drumstick was like biting the enemy's bones, but it was no wonder that he was there. The people from the Security Bureau didn't know whether it was out of trust in their combat effectiveness or the traditional skills of government agencies. The intelligence was as simple as ever, and there was no key information at all.

"That's the only good thing about the black market. As long as you have money, everything can be done." SCAR picked up the fish in the bowl with a calm expression.

"The problem is that we don't have it now." Long Yue said with a headache: "We are short of money and connections, how are we going to get information now."

"I may have some connections." A voice sounded, and all the eyes of 141 were focused on one person.

"12, what can you do?" Long Yue's voice was slightly surprised. Thinking about it carefully, AK12's past is like a mystery, but everyone knows that she has been in the red zone. If anyone can have some connections,

She is also the most likely one.

"Then... how much does it cost?" Long Yue hesitated and asked. It is good to have a way, but having a way does not mean having a door, and money is a stepping stone. Without this brick, the door will definitely not be opened.

"I don't know... Generally speaking, it's quite expensive for him to sell information." AK12 thought for a moment and said hesitantly.

"Can't I get a discount?"

AK12 shook his head.

"Oh, my God." Long Yue covered his forehead. This solution was the same as the previous one. The core problem was still not solved. But AK12's next words gave Long Yue a glimmer of hope.

"However, he seems to be quite interested in information exchange."
Chapter completed!