Shaco's thoughts became slow and chaotic. He thought about many possibilities and speculated on many things. The thoughts that had been squeezed in his head for several years emerged, and each one had a touching sense of memory.
When warm applause erupted from the surroundings, and people in the lecture theater stood up one after another, Shako realized that the lecture had ended. She looked out the window, and the surrounding street lights were filled with darkness, and night had arrived.
She didn't know what was said in the important lecture she attended for the first time, but it wasn't important. She knew she had the qualifications and quota, but she didn't actually have much expectations. Come and take a look, just as a brief relaxation during the study and research process.
, the role of the lecture hall is only this for her.
Walking into the crowd in the aisle, Shako hugged his notes and books tightly to his chest, with the same happy smile on his face as the people around him. From the lecture theater to the way back to the dormitory, you could hear discussions about the lecture content
, she couldn’t understand it at all, and she was not in the mood to supplement the corresponding knowledge afterwards.
She knew that everyone seemed enthusiastic and guessed that the content should be exciting and full of energy. But for her now, different things brought the same effect.
In the single dormitory in the school, Shaco closed the door as usual. She suppressed her curiosity about the letter and started her evening life as usual after returning to the dormitory.
At eleven o'clock in the evening, Shaco left the desk, made a cup of coffee, went to the window, and did a few simple stretching exercises to relieve the fatigue of her arms, neck and waist, and also waited for the coffee to become warm. Then she
Holding the cup, he stood in front of the window, looking at the falling snowflakes in the light of the street lamp while thinking calmly as if in a trance.
After finishing the coffee, like a child, she opened the window to catch the snowflakes and observed the crystal things that melted in the next moment under the light. When she closed the window and prepared to go back to the desk to read the pile of history books, it was like
Not playing enough, she breathed into the window glass, first drew a simple version of the snowflake pattern, then erased it and drew a smiley face, and then drew something like building blocks.
Finally, it seemed that there was nothing for her to draw on the window, and a few random graffiti appeared that seemed to have no meaning at all.
She stopped in front of the window and watched for a breath or two. In the end, she was still dissatisfied. She wiped it off and let the big and small smiling faces appear on the window again. She herself also made a reluctant, forced gesture towards the window.
With a smile on his face, he returned to his desk and read the unfinished books.
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Xicia pulled a huge suitcase and stayed in another hotel.
She closed the door to the room, and the first thing she did was lie down on the bed, staring straight at the ceiling. The soft mattress relaxed her tired body, and the powerful air circulation system quickly made the room warm.
"Will trading with these people become the norm in the future?" After taking a few deep breaths to soothe her body, Xicia gradually closed her eyes and recalled what happened in the afternoon.
"You need to do it yourself in the initial stage, and then you can hand it over to others. If you don't care about the price, it will become easier, and there will be no need to discuss the price in the afternoon." When Cassia answered, she thought of Sisia and the black market middlemen in the afternoon.
After a loud war on price, he remembered that he was far less sensitive than Xixia when it came to the amount of money. He had already passed the time of pursuing money. In the past, there were Delia and Waters who ran factories and people in the dark world.
In the arms business, money has long been reduced to a number.
But Xisiya is still in the very beginning stage. Perhaps it is the first time she has actually come into contact with a huge amount of money. While she is surprised and excited, her characteristic of not giving up any more benefits is also fully demonstrated.
Cassia originally thought that her first contact with the dark world trading network would be over soon, but Xicia completely disrupted the plan. When the other party was also a smart businessman, the price discussion between the two was more like a thinking session.
After careful debate, each of them used sufficient reasons to raise or lower the price. The controversial character of "taking a step back" cannot be found in either of them.
Thanks to the amount and completeness of theoretical knowledge, and the fact that Cassia, as an audience member, would give some information help from time to time, Xissia finally won the number she wanted in terms of price. The price was the current tiredness.
Her mood was generally in a happy range. When Xicia opened her eyes, she thought of the over 40 million figures on the three bank cards on her body. Even though her body was tired, the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up a little.
The afternoon was spent on price discussions, and the time between night and return was spent on product selection. When I left the Thorny Bird training ground, I only brought a standardized revolver and a varying number of steel-cased bombs, flash bombs, etc.
The small country here is relatively close to the Far Sea United Nations, and black market middlemen have a batch of spot products produced there for selection.
Cassia asked Siccia to replace it with a standard-caliber revolver. Except for the reinforced steel-cased bombs purchased later, all tactical knives were replaced with standard products of the Far Sea Commonwealth. I asked about the caliber between 20 and 30 millimeters.
hand cannon, the answer is no.
"I saw several pieces two years ago. It has a 30mm caliber and can use acid platinum bullets. If it is equipped with an advanced alloy warhead, most armored vehicles in neighboring countries and all self-produced bulletproof limousines will not be able to withstand it. Recently, it is completely
There is no news of such weapons."
"Those hand cannon-type firearms were also the work of a certain mechanic. But two years ago, probably three or four years ago, the mechanics who were often active in the dark world gradually became silent one by one. Recently, one by one
Over the years, not to mention the work of mechanics, even the standard equipment of the three giant countries have become rare and eagerly robbed."
When the black market agent said this, he waved his hands and sighed: "The war is coming. This news has become common knowledge recently. When everyone's desire to buy is high, the regulations suddenly become stricter, even in small countries.
Faced with pressure from the coordinating powers, several large arms dealers have also restrained somewhat. Prices have increased, and the quantity of goods has also decreased. This is the current situation."
Cassia actually knew a lot of the information in the words of the black market middlemen a few years ago. The information gap between countries is far greater than he imagined. It is almost a gap of three to four years - start recruiting in advance,
Or recruit mechanics from the dark world. The four forces in the empire are doing this, as are the Far Sea Common Nation and the Flame Alliance. When wartime comes, weapons and equipment that are both stable and powerful, and suitable for individuals, will be the work of these people.
After knowing that the hand cannon had no hope, Cassia was somewhat regretful. But after all, it was a weapon in the category of aircraft cannons, and the chances and quantity of it flowing into the dark world would definitely not be high. Compared with products such as pneumatic weapons, the number of aircraft cannon weapons
The demand is also very low, which is one of the main reasons why mechanics don't take the time to make them.
Being able to skillfully use weapons with a caliber of twenty to thirty millimeters, given the strength of the user, most of the time, there will not actually be many opportunities for them to appear.
Before leaving here, Cassia asked Sisia to buy a heavy sniper rifle, which is also a standard product of the Far Sea Commonwealth. He put some thought into the ammunition, but when the middleman heard the common names of those ammunition, he was full of praise.
, on the one hand, there is helplessness - there is business and there is a need but there is no help but cannot do it.
"A year or two ago, these things may still be available. Now,,,"
"Two years ago, I remember an arms dealer was making similar products. Their ammunition and firearms were of very high quality and were loved by a large number of mercenaries and bounty hunters in the dark world. Judging from the manufacturing method, there was no
The shadow of Shao Webley Arms Company should be a businessman from the Saint Dorag Empire. But about two years ago, this arms dealer disappeared."
"This arms dealer used to sell various special types of bullets, including sniper rifles."
In the end, she could only choose about a hundred high-quality bullets, and Xicia dragged her suitcase, which was mostly full, to the hotel again, feeling happy and tired like she is now.
After resting for more than an hour, Sicia closed the curtains and, under Cassia's guidance, learned to disassemble and assemble sniper rifles, as well as various daily exercises of loading and changing magazines or throwing steel-cased bombs.