Wang Zhen came back and told everyone what happened.
I went back to Newark. I don’t know why, but Wang Zhen just felt that it was a friendly place.
Of course, renting a house is much cheaper than in New York.
"70%, ha, you'd better do it yourself. In the past, our sickle team only got 10% of the profit." The donkey seemed very happy and looked at the golden retriever with disdain, "Look, look, you waste."
!”
The golden retriever sneered, "Idiot, then ask the king how much of the 70% will be left in the end."
The donkey, shovel, and poet didn't know the specific situation, so they all looked over.
Wang Zhen sighed and explained all the preparations needed. Several people were dumbfounded.
"Don't look at me like that. This is already the biggest discount that Empire Barrier can give. For a normal new company, even if it can get work, 70% of it belongs to others. After deducting various costs, only 10% of the achievements will be left.
Not bad.”
Of course, this cost includes wages.
Donkey turned to look at Golden Retriever again, "Your choice is right."
The golden retriever laughed.
"Actually, it's a pity. I also wanted to plan a business related to car theft. Catherine happens to be the leader of the New York Auto Theft Task Force." Wang Zhen said with some regret.
"So, this is the reason why you betrayed your appearance?" the donkey said with a half-smile.
"I don't!"
"Hey, I understand, you can't do it."
"I'll kill you!"
Everyone burst into laughter.
After enough laughter, Wang Zhen started to get down to business, "Okay, let's get ready. We are going to leave. What do we need to prepare in three days, Golden Retriever."
Wang Zhen needs to learn this from Golden Retriever.
"All body armors need to be replaced with new ones. The sizes we need are available there, so just buy them directly."
"The other thing is ammunition. We can't buy it ourselves through special ammunition such as M993, M995, M948, and M855 through the Imperial Barrier."
"Grenade and other weapons can be purchased from Imperial Barrier in Baghdad."
"The rest is the night vision device. If it can be repaired, repair it. If it can't be repaired, replace it."
"More specifically, we need to wait until we have relatively specific information about the mission before considering the combat method."
"Do you want to change the gun?" Jin Mao looked at Wang Zhen.
"I want to add an M14, but Pearson said I'm actually more suitable for precision shooters."
"This is a good thing. If you want to order one, it is better to just buy the finished product."
Wang Zhen didn’t hesitate, “Customize one, we have the money!”
Previously, the Scythe Squad's guns were all purchased from a gun store in New Jersey. They were all public versions and had exactly the same specifications as assembly line products. The only difference was the materials used and manufacturing accuracy.
Assembly line products consider large-scale production and cost, as long as the materials are sufficient, and the accuracy is low.
Compared with the original design of the laboratory, the performance of industrial assembly line products is considered to be good if it has 80% performance, but most of the time it is even lower.
However, the poet's M14 is a hand-customized version, completely customized according to the poet's physical condition and usage habits. The product is good and the price is gratifying.
Wang Zhen heard a poet say before that the gun, magazine, scope, preparation barrel, flash suppressor, silencer, etc., not counting the scope, cost more than 28,000 for the complete set.
Moreover, this gunsmith is said to be only good, and there is still a big gap between the top gunsmiths in the United States. The customization prices of those guys are higher, and there is a queue for who knows how long.
"Okay, let's leave tomorrow morning."
Just a brief explanation, that's all.
In fact, there is an insurance issue, but no one mentioned it.
Because Cobham clearly told Wang Zhen that the insurance company would not be able to accept the order from Glorious Defense.
In fact, a small PMC company is no different from a mercenary group. There is no risk management and control department at all. Under normal circumstances, the Imperial Barrier will not accept such tasks of attacking the enemy behind enemy lines.
The Imperial Barrier Risk Management and Analysis Department has its own assessment model and will conduct risk assessments on tasks.
Based on the P3 level team, the mission is divided into five levels of SABCD, and the mission risk level, commission, and reward efficiency of different levels of teams are substituted into the mathematical model, and finally a conclusion is drawn as to whether it is worth taking.
This model is the core asset of the company, and it is it that ensures the smooth operation of the Imperial Barrier.
As for Tejas Defense... what is the mathematical model?
How much does it cost per pound?
Can it be eaten?
…
Early the next morning, Wang Zhen followed Jin Mao in a wheelchair to visit the gunsmith he had been cooperating with.
The hand length, hand width, and arm span were tested, and a plaster hand mold was made for Wang Zhen.
Finally, he took the gun from the gun shop to the shooting range behind for shooting. The gunsmith had to determine the trigger strength that was comfortable for Wang Zhen, the shape of the butt, the appropriate length of the barrel and other details.
Private customization is all aspects of customized products based on personal usage habits. The entire test took more than 2 hours, and Wang Zhen felt that it was professional!
He had the urge to order another HK416, but he touched his pocket and calmed down instantly.
On the way back, Wang Zhen said to Jin Mao: "When you go to buy bulletproof vests and bullets, bring a shovel. From now on, let him do the work. The shovel is very proud, but there is nothing to do if you ask him to get money."
, he will feel uncomfortable."
"Okay." Golden Retriever nodded with a smile.
"By the way, can we contact this bullet channel ourselves? Going through the imperial barrier channel for everything is not a long-term solution."
Jin Mao thought for a while, "Let me ask, it's difficult. It's mainly a qualification issue. M855 is okay, but M995, M993, M948, whether it is the American NIJ-0101.06 bulletproof standard or the European EN1063 bulletproof standard, all bulletproof vehicles are
It can be penetrated, so the risk is too high."
"Well, forget it if it doesn't work." Wang Zhen nodded, "Yesterday I called John from the CIA. Based on the previous cooperation basis, the price offered this time was very fair, 150,000. I was given specific information today.
"
"The transport convoy consists of a transport truck and four armed pickup trucks. It is escorting an Eastern European mercenary group of 20 people. The route is also given to me."
As he said this, Wang Zhen cursed, "I really doubt that the CIA deliberately omitted some information when handing it over to the Foot Covering Building, and just waited for the person who took over the task to buy it. It's so corrupt!"
Jin Mao took a deep look at Wang Zhen and asked worriedly: "Are you sure you won't lose money?"
Wang Zhen: "..."
"Probably...not without considering the operational risks."
"But I have other ideas. If I do it well, I can make a lot of money from this deal." Wang Zhen said with a smile.
"It's fine if you think it's okay." Golden Retriever smiled, "I don't dare. I'm self-aware."
"What do you think of the battle plan? There are only three of us... Frank!" Wang Zhen slapped his thigh and suddenly remembered that Albert Frank was pretending to be mentally ill in the hospital.
"We have to get this guy out of the hospital, and we have to find a way to get him to Iraq."
"Time, time, I have to call Qiao Jia quickly and make a false witness!" Wang Zhen immediately took out the phone. To make a false witness, he had to find a Chinese person, professional!
…
Wang Zhen hurriedly found the poet and the donkey.
"Then what are you waiting for? Get ready for action!" As soon as the donkey heard that he was going to rescue people, he stood up immediately and rested for three months. His bones were really hardened.
"Would you like to bring a rifle?"
"Do you want to bring grenades?"
Wang Zhen stared at the donkey blankly, and finally couldn't help but yelled: "Are you crazy? Why are you bringing a rifle and grenades? Do you want to fight Washington or assassinate Reagan!"
"Didn't you say you wanted to save people? The police also have automatic rifles, and small pistols can't defeat them!" Donkey looked at Wang Zhen with a puzzled expression.
"Shut up, please." Wang Zhen slapped his forehead, "We spent money, do you understand? We entered the village quietly without using any guns. Use your brain. Hey, kill the policeman. Horner immediately
They will confess us, and then we will wait to be wanted by the United States!"
"What should we do?" Donkey spread his hands.
Wang Zhen stretched out his hand and nodded his head, "It's not a jailbreak, it's very simple, okay?"
"Donkey, you have to believe that some things are innate. The gap between people is bigger than that between people and donkeys." The poet patted the donkey's shoulder.
The donkey raised a middle finger, but the poet was unmoved and continued: "For example, criminal talent."
Wang Zhen: "..."
The donkey laughed loudly, "Yes, I have already said that this guy is a born bad guy."
…
Jin Mao took the shovel to run logistics. Many things had to be handed over to the shovel. The only people who could accompany Wang Zhen were the donkey and the poet.
Fortunately, according to Wang Zhen's plan, three people are enough.
Kentucky, McCreary Hospital.
Hospitals are not complete mental hospitals. In the United States, mental hospitals are more liberal prisons.
The poet parked the car without turning off the engine. Wang Zhen, the donkey opened the door and walked out.
"Are you sure your plan will work?" the donkey said as he walked, looking uneasy.
"I'm sure, as long as you don't make mistakes, there will be no problem." Wang Zhen pushed the donkey on the back, mother-in-law.
Albert Frank was on the third floor of the inpatient building. The two took the elevator to the fourth floor and found a bathroom. Wang Zhen walked in with his donkey.
A few minutes later, two men wearing white coats, hats, and masks came out, both with work ID cards hanging on their chests.
Wang Zhen also wore gold-rimmed glasses and looked gentle. He was holding a folder for recording in his hand.
After going downstairs and looking around at the house number, Wang Zhen walked towards the ward number provided by Horner.
On the seat at the door of the ward, a man wearing a police uniform sat there.
This is not a prison guard or someone from the police department. This is a police officer from the McCreary Medical Police Department, the department abbreviation is NYHP.
The main responsibility of the medical police is to protect the property and personnel safety of medical institutions operated by the Municipal Health Insurance Group. Note that this is a privately operated public welfare department led by the municipal government.
Standing at the door of the ward, Donkey followed Wang Zhen's request and pretended to open the record book and read it. He nodded to the police before pushing the door open and entering.
In the room, Albert Frank was lying on the bed, his limbs were tightly bound to the bed with restraints. He was as motionless as a corpse, staring straight at the ceiling.