In the port container area, Sam led everyone to a container and reached out to turn on the switch on the container.
"Gentlemen and ladies, please feel free to choose your gifts..."
As Sam finished speaking, the lights came on.
In the container are neatly arranged various long and short firearms, fixed in rows on the shelves, shining with a deep luster under the light.
Owen looked at them in rows. HK416, M4, AK, Barrett, UMP, and various long guns were placed together in different categories. Assault rifles, micro-ramps, and sniper rifles were all available. Owen even saw one in a corner.
RPG rocket launcher.
There are fewer types of pistols below, with only three types: Beretta 92F, M1911 and CZ83. In the box below, there are various types of bullets neatly stacked, shining with metallic luster.
"Wow, so many good things, Sam. You have enough inventory here to fight a small war."
Owen was really shocked. Anyone who loves guns will feel like he has found a treasure when he sees such an arsenal.
Owen casually picked up a CZ83, inserted the magazine and pulled the trigger. The crisp mechanical sound sounded so wonderful.
"Feel free to choose. They are all new guns without records. Take whatever you like. These should be enough for you..."
Sam said generously, and the rest of the people began to look around in the container to pick up their own weapons.
Owen was the fastest. He had no particular preference for weapons. Soon he came out with a box containing his carefully selected equipment.
A HK416, plus six magazines, a CZ83 and 4 spare magazines, a level 3 body armor and several fragmentation grenades.
Others also came out one after another with their own equipment. Basically, they were a combination of assault rifles and pistols, and they were all level 3 body armor.
It's not that they don't want to use heavy-duty body armor with better protection. The main reason is that their operation this time is a raid, and fast in and out is the key.
Otherwise, once they are entangled, not to mention heavy-duty body armor, even full-coverage exoskeleton armor will be useless. 1VS200 will instantly turn them into dust.
The only one that is a little different is the eager one. Compared with other people's configuration of long and short guns and body armor and grenades, the eager one also has an extra big bag, which contains all kinds of detonators and explosives.
Sam's place is really complete. Basically everything that is commonly used is here, and there are even several kinds of explosives. It's enough to be eager to play tricks.
After stuffing the equipment into the trunk, the group returned to their starting point.
…
When Owen and the others went to pick out equipment, Brian was in a small room with Alex.
Silly Baitian was busy working on something on the computer, but from time to time she heard screams coming from the room behind her, which was horrifying.
"Damn~"
Silly Baitian closed the laptop helplessly. She couldn't do this job anymore, not only because of the screams coming from her ears, but also because of the high and low voltage.
It seems that in order to cooperate with each other, every time the lights dim, the screams become more and more sad.
In the room, Brian looked expressionlessly at Alex, who was still somewhat humane and almost going crazy from torture. He turned off the switch again. In the flickering of the light bulb, Alex's scream was high-pitched and long-lasting.
.
Sparks jumped on the switch, and Brian had no choice but to turn off the switch. The voltage in this damn place was always not enough, and he was really afraid that if he tried again a few times, the entire circuit would be burned out, which would be more of a loss than a gain.
"What on earth are you going to ask? I'll tell you. I'll tell you everything. I'll tell you everything you ask. I just ask you to stop..."
Alex burst into tears. In his frightened eyes, Brian's hand finally left the switch, but he walked to the wall and pulled off a white towel, and then returned to him again.
Alex's face was full of fear, and he could no longer think of any resistance to the man in front of him.
He couldn't figure out why he had the idea of hiring this devil before. Yes, this man was a devil. He had tortured himself for fifteen minutes just now, but he didn't ask anything.
Even if he begs for mercy and expresses his willingness to tell everything, the other party will not listen. It seems that the other party's purpose is not to get any information from his mouth at all, but simply to torture him.
Seeing the devil in front of him soaking the towel with water, Alex shuddered. He suddenly remembered a notorious punishment-waterboarding.
"No, no, no, you can't do this. Waterboarding is prohibited by the Geneva Convention. I will tell you whatever you want to ask. Please let me go. I can't stand it anymore. Please let me go..."
If he hadn't been tied to a chair, Alex would have really wanted to kneel down to him, as long as he would let him go.
"No, no, you are wrong."
Brian grabbed the wet towel, and instead of spreading it on his face like water torture, he grabbed a corner and started spinning it, and soon the towel turned into a twist.
"Ever heard of the Russian Gulag? It's a form of torture from Northern Siberia."
Alex could no longer react, and Brian continued: "Russians don't have any advanced technological equipment. They usually use whatever is around them. Gulag is what I'm going to do to you next...
"
Brian and Alex gestured to the twisted towels in their hands.
"I will stuff this towel into your esophagus in a while. No doubt, it will be the whole towel. But I will hold this end with my hand..."
Brian seemed to be telling a wonderful story, but Alex felt horrified when he heard it, and he felt his stomach churn.
"When your stomach begins to digest, the peristalsis of the stomach will tightly entangle the towel with the stomach wall. At this time, I pull it out, and your stomach wall will be pulled out together with the towel. But don't be afraid, you
People will not die immediately. Most people will die slowly after more than a week. This process is very painful..."
"Oh...wow..."
Alex couldn't stand it anymore, and just describing it almost made him collapse and vomited heavily.
Half an hour later, Brian threw a notebook in front of Silly Baitian, "Becky, this is the villa structure map and tunnel location provided by Alex. You can make a map and I will use it tonight..."
"Uh, uh, okay."
Sha Baitian was a little timid for the first time. He never thought that this smiling uncle could be a ruthless person. He vaguely heard what happened inside just now. She didn't know whether the person inside was alive or not.
Not sure.
Brian left, and the sound of vomiting came again from the unclosed door behind him. It seemed that the guy was still alive. Just thinking about Brian's previous description, Becky felt that her legs were shaking.