The m249 light machine gun is a standard weapon of the US military. It can be used in 30-round magazines or 200-round ammunition chains. It is light and easy to carry, and its firepower is quite fierce. However, not everyone can use it well. It is a waste in the hands of ordinary gangsters.
The quality of the bullets means that only soldiers with military training can maximize the firepower of this light machine gun.
The boss looked embarrassed and said: "This is an order ordered by a friend in Miami. It was finally shipped from Fort Benning. I heard it was sold to Mexico and put to great use, so I'm sorry."
"I also want to put it to a big use." Alexander said. He knew that the boss was just trying to raise his own value. There were many channels for Mexican drug gangs to purchase weapons, so they couldn't afford to buy them from small gun shops in Brooklyn, New York. Besides, he didn't want to
The goods for sale are nothing if they are placed in the store.
"Okay, let me think about it." The boss pretended to think for a while, then stretched out two fingers: "Twenty thousand dollars."
Liu Ziguang frowned slightly. Twenty thousand U.S. dollars, converted into 130,000 RMB, would buy a light machine gun. Isn't this a scam? I don't know how many domestic squad machine guns I can buy with this money from Zhao Hui, but...
We have to take into account the cost issue. To dump weapons from the army base is to commit a serious crime of decapitation, so it is not exaggerated to make a small difference in price.
Alexander was not as kind as Liu Ziguang. He sneered and said: "The price quoted by the Belgian arsenal last year for the Mini light machine gun was 5,000 euros. The price of the product from the American production line should be the same. I have no objection to you selling it at a higher price, but you can't increase it that much."
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Knowing that he had met an expert, the boss quickly explained: "You know, you cannot buy a gun with a foreign passport. Even for Americans, applying for a gun license is very complicated. You need a criminal certificate and the New York City Hall, New York Police Department,
The FBI's review, I help you save these processes, which is a huge risk, and you also have to pay Mexico's liquidated damages, which is also a large amount."
"Okay, five thousand dollars in cash, if you're willing to sell it, we'll make the deal. If you're not willing, forget it." Alexander said impatiently.
"Ten thousand dollars." The boss was also a cruel person, so he lowered the price by half after opening his mouth.
"Five thousand dollars."
"Seven thousand five hundred dollars! No more concessions."
"Five thousand dollars."
"Okay, you won, five thousand dollars, but you have to buy the bullets separately." The boss finally compromised, Alexander showed a sly smile, and Liu Ziguang also gave him a thumbs up.
The largest transaction was completed, and everyone was in a good mood. Liu Ziguang picked another Ruger M77 rifle. This hunting rifle equipped with an optical sight is widely sold in the United States and is cheaper than the famous Remington M700.
There are many, but the quality is not inferior at all. It uses civilian 0.308-inch Winchester bullets and is a good choice for hunting.
Alexander bought another 500 rounds of 5.56 mm machine gun bullets. The boss hurriedly helped them pack their bags and joked: "It looks like you are preparing for a whole summer of hunting."
"Yes, there are a lot of prey to hunt." Alexander said, walked to the corner, cut off the wire of the monitor, and took out a box of video tapes.
"I'll take this with me, do you have any objections?"
"Excuse me." The boss shrugged nonchalantly.
The two of them left through the back door with their heavy baggage in hand. The boss once again passed the thick stack of cash through the cash counter with a smile on his face. In fact, the machine gun was not stolen from Fort Benning at all, nor was it intended to be sold.
It was for Mexican drug dealers, but a few black teenagers picked it up on the street and brought it to them. The boss only spent three hundred dollars to buy this big guy. It has been difficult to sell it. Finally, today I met two foreign fat sheep.
, he just sold this hot item, and it was too late for him to be happy.
After thinking about it, he picked up the phone and called the local gang leader: "Alec, this is Old Jimmy. I haven't provoked anyone recently. Well, I just want to remind you that there are two foreigners today.
I bought some heavy weapons here, and I think they are probably going to start a war, um, you're welcome, that's what they should be."
After hanging up the phone, he dialed another number: "Officer Gerald, there is such a thing that I think it is necessary to tell you..."
Liu Ziguang and Alexander came out of the back alley carrying the box, walked to the rented Ford Mustang, opened the trunk, lifted the felt pad, took out the spare tire and threw it aside, hid the box inside, closed the back cover with a bang, and drove off.
Go away.
The newly purchased firearms need to be tested, Thorpe's home needs to be visited, the retreat route and the way to leave the United States need to be planned, there are so many things, and I don't know where to start, Liu Ziguang drove the car slowly and wandered in the traffic.
There are rows of high-rise buildings on both sides, weird neon lights and posters, graffiti on the walls, an old man smoking next to the trash can, a beggar huddled above the hot air duct, and a black teenager wearing hip-hop clothing on the community basketball court, all of which reflect the uniqueness of Brooklyn.
style.
There was a police car parked on the roadside in front, with the word nypd printed on the white body. The policeman in black uniforms and octagonal police hats waved to stop the car. Liu Ziguang cooperated and parked the car on the roadside and said softly: "Sasha, calm down.
point."
Alexander's expression was expressionless, and he turned on the safety of the pistol. Liu Ziguang kept his hands on the steering wheel, with an attentive smile on his face. The pot-bellied policeman came over with his hand on the handle of the gun, stared at Liu Ziguang and asked:
"Do you know you were speeding just now?"
Liu Ziguang secretly complained that speeding was not a big deal, but it would be troublesome if the police asked to check his driver's license. He would have to get out of the car to check, and a shootout would be inevitable.
He glanced at Alexander, got a look of affirmation, and was about to take action when suddenly there was a harsh braking sound from behind. A sports car with music blasting saw the police in front of it and hurriedly braked and backed away. The person sitting in the driver's seat was clearly a policeman.
Black people.
The police immediately drew their guns and shouted: "Stop!" They didn't care about Liu Ziguang's driver's license, got into the police car and chased away. The two looked at each other, smiled, started the car and left. This episode also let them know about Brooklyn.
the other side of.
We returned to the inn to rest for one night, and the next day we went to visit Thorpe's house. According to the information provided by Thomas, Richard Thorpe had lived in Brooklyn, New York, since he was a child. He was a true New Yorker. His new house
I bought it in Queens near Jameca Bay, where the wealthy live. The environment is elegant, quiet and peaceful, which is far superior to the noisy and chaotic streets of Brooklyn.
The streets in New York are named with numbers and extend in all directions from east to west, north and south. Although the city is huge, it is not easy to get lost. With the help of the GPS navigator, it was easy to find Thorpe's home. It is close to the bay and every household has a spacious courtyard.
There are small piers and small piers, and the neat streets are quiet, with the occasional garbage truck passing by.
Liu Ziguang and Alexander were sitting in the car, using binoculars to observe the courtyard of Thorpe's house. Several workers set up a platform on the lawn and pulled wires, seeming to be preparing something. The seemingly defenseless garden-style fence was equipped with
The infrared alarm device will alert the security company if it is touched at the slightest moment. There are also several cameras monitoring every corner of the courtyard. The most troublesome thing is that the Thorpe family actually has four fierce dogs.
"That's not all." Alexander said, holding a telescope in his hand. Several bodyguards in black appeared in the lens. Their strong bodies and the air headsets behind their ears all indicated their identities.
It seemed that Thorpe had been prepared, but this meant that he was in New York. Liu Ziguang decided to wait here, and if Thorpe came home, he would go directly to kill him.
But they did not expect that the old white lady sitting in the car watching the Thorpe family for a long time was seen by an old white lady in a house on the roadside. After staring at them for a long time, the nervous old lady called the police station.
In less than five minutes, a police car drove to the scene, and two police officers got out of the car and asked Liu Ziguang and Alexander to produce their IDs.
This time they had already responded. Alexander showed his driver's license, and Liu Ziguang also showed his passport, saying that he was a businessman from China who wanted to buy a house here and came here specifically to see the environment today.
The police in Queens are very different from the vicious police in Brooklyn. They are polite, enthusiastic and generous. Liu Ziguang's elegant demeanor and gold-rimmed glasses on his face make them believe that he is a rich man from China, and that he is neurotic.
This was not the first time that the old lady called the police for no reason, so the police officer enthusiastically introduced to Liu Ziguang: "There is a house on the other side of the river that is for sale. I think you will be interested."
"Really?" Liu Ziguang looked in the direction of the policeman's finger and couldn't help but secretly cheered. It turned out that the empty house was just across the river from the Thorpe family's mansion.
"Thank you, sir." Liu Ziguang shook hands with the policeman and said goodbye. He came to the house on the other side of the river. The people had moved out. The agent's contact number was hung on the door. The grass on the lawn was as high as half a person. The boats on the dock were also empty.
Rusty, this place is perfect for sniping Thorpe.
From this angle, the Thorpe family has a clearer view. The back garden and the small pier are both within range. Liu Ziguang saw the colored paper in the yard and said: "Maybe their family is planning some celebration, maybe a birthday party, and it's just
On weekends.”
"That's tomorrow night. Thorpe will definitely attend, and that's when he will die." Alexander said.
After making a plan, the two of them took advantage of their free time to go to the swamps on the outskirts of New Jersey to familiarize themselves with the performance of the guns. Early the next morning, they drove to the empty house in a grand manner, opened up a shooting position on the lawn, and calibrated the gun.
Position and shoot Zhu Yuan, and prepare to kill everyone in the evening.
As night fell, guests arrived one after another. The back garden of Thorpe's house was full of guests, but strangely, most of them were high school students and only a few adults attended.