Philippines, Jolo Island, suburb of Luuk Town.

In a modest restaurant, three Filipinos in gray earth-colored shirts sit around a table.

"What time is it?" the dark-skinned man of the three glanced at the door and whispered to his companion.

The man asked glanced at his watch and replied, "It's 13 o'clock." ”

The fat man, who had not spoken, took a deep breath and tugged at his collar with some anxiety.

"Santos, do you think that person will come?"

"I don't know, I can't trust the Chinese. Santos said lightly.

The fat man rolled his thick lips and didn't comment on Santos's words, just leaned back in his chair. If you want to explain why they are here, you have to start with the phone call I received last night.

Sitting here are the top brass of the Moro National Liberation Front. Although most of the armed forces of the "Morocco" are deployed in Mindanao, no one would have imagined that their base camp is located on the island of Jolo, next to Mindanao.

Santos was getting ready to go to bed when a strange call came to his phone. After some hesitation, he cautiously pressed the connect button. However, as soon as the phone was connected, the person on the other side did not introduce himself, but directly said that he would provide weapons to the FMO.

Listening to the English accent, the other party should be Chinese.

Santos is still very cautious about the olive branch thrown by the Chinese. In the Philippines, overseas Chinese control more than 60% of the country's economy with more than 1% of the population, and no one will have a good impression of their rich neighbors.

However, the conditions proposed by that person, Santos could hardly refuse.

Enough to arm an infantry division!

What shocked him even more was that the man said that this batch of arms had arrived in the Philippines!

With this batch of munitions, the current shortage of equipment that the Moroccan solution will be solved, and he can immediately pull up an armed force of more than 7,000 people from among his supporters. Expand the combat effectiveness of the guerrillas several times more!

The only thing that made Santos jealous was that it was a Chinese who made this condition, and this Chinese person knew his situation well, and even lightly stated the house number of the hotel he was staying at the moment.

Of course, in order to prevent his phone calls from being monitored, Jiang Chen did not say which hotel in which city he was staying.

A drop of cold sweat slipped across his forehead. After much thought, Santos finally agreed to his offer to meet. The fact that the police did not come to the door at least showed that the other party was not hostile.

So there is the current scene.

After secretly deploying gunmen near the hotel, Santos sat down in the hotel with two of his henchmen. They sat down in the private room arranged by the man, ordered two dishes casually, and then they waited patiently for the man to arrive.

Now, however, it has come to the appointed time.

"He tricked us. The fat man spread his hands.

Santos closed his eyes and thought for a moment, "Wait, no one has come for 10 minutes." We'll withdraw. ”

However, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock at the door.

The man with the watch subconsciously touched his waist, and when Santos shook his head, he put his hand back on the table.

"Please come in. Santos said to the door.

The door opened, but it was a boy over 10 years old who entered.

Seeing that the people in the room were looking at him in surprise, the boy shyly handed over the tablet in his hand.

"Someone asked me to bring this thing here. ”

"Where's that guy?" Santos stared into the boy's eyes.

With a timid expression on his face, the boy shook his head vigorously, and his hand holding the tablet trembled. "I don't know. He wears a mask. He gave me $10 to get this to be delivered to this box. ”

With that, the boy carefully placed the tablet on the couch next to the door, and then immediately turned and ran out of the door.

Ignoring the boy, Santos winked at the fat man and motioned for him to bring the tablet.

That's when it happened. The phone rang again.

Seeing the caller, Santos pressed the connect button, lowered his voice and said fiercely, "What kind of tricks are you playing?"

Without talking nonsense with him, Jiang Chen said straight to the point.

"There is a map on the tablet. The boot code is 1234, you can try to open it. ”

Frowning slightly, Santos still chose to do so, and opened the map of the tablet according to Jiang Chendi's instructions.

"And then?"

"There are a total of eight arsenals, buried in various corners of the southern region of the Philippines. Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Where's the arsenal?" asked Santos hurriedly.

"Notice the box next to the map? Every time you complete a condition, I'll give you a password, and every time you enter the password, you'll unlock the address of a 'treasure'. ”

What the does this mean?

Santos was stunned, cursed in his heart, and couldn't help asking, "What's the point of you doing this?"

"I am providing you with arms and banknotes to fund your cause, not so that you can use them as bargaining chips with the government army, but to see you split Mindanao from the territory of the Philippines, do you know what I mean?" Jiang Chen said lightly.

His eyes flickered slightly, and Santos opened his mouth to try to persuade.

"I promise that I will lead the people of Moro to independence, you can trust me!"

"Haha, the least valuable thing in this world is trust, especially for two strangers. Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Then why should we believe you? Santos said in a gloomy tone.

"So I decided to pay first. Jiang Chen shrugged, "The first password: ad2g3&%#, after entering the password, you will unlock the address of the arsenal and unlock a mission briefing." Once it's done, I'll tell you the next password after I've confirmed it on the news. ”

"That's all I have to say, so good luck. ”

"Wait a minute!" Seeing that the man was about to hang up the phone, Santos, who had just finished typing the password, hurriedly tried to stop him, but there was already a busy sound on the other end of the phone.

Tucking his phone back into his trouser pocket, Santos looked at the tablet on the table with a gloomy expression.

"Boss, what should I do?" asked the fat man in a low voice.

Wordlessly looking at the red dot on the map on the outskirts of Luuk Town, Santos was silent for a long time before speaking.

"Calder, you take people to this location on the map. ”

"Yes. The man with the watch stood up, remembered the location of the munitions on the map, and walked out the door.

Santos closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair.

To be honest, this feeling of being at the mercy of others made him very unhappy. But with such lucrative conditions, he couldn't refuse at all. If Jiang Chen provided him with all the weapons at once, he might choose a more secure approach. For example, first gather an armed force, prepare for a year or so, and then launch an offensive.

Soon, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

The phone was connected, and Calder's nervous voice came from the other side.

"Boss, found it. ”

"How much is in there?" asked Santos in a deep voice.

Calder's throat was a little dry, "there were body armor in it, and even night vision devices, C4 explosives." Another 2,000 rifles were recovered, as well as 40 boxes of rifle ammunition. 10 RPG-7, 100 rounds of ammunition and 5 mortars, 100 rounds of shells. and $5 million in cash. ”

5 million US dollars!

Santos sat up suddenly, his fingers holding the phone trembling, "Immediately arrange for the arms depot to be transported to our meeting point." ”

"Understood!" Calder nodded.

Calder was his confidant, and he trusted his loyalty.

Hanging up the phone, ignoring the inquiring look on the fat man's face, Santos glanced at the mission briefing on the tablet.

[Target: Pagadian City.] Destroyed the city police station, power station, government buildings, killed more than 80 government troops. 】

Licking his dry lips, Santos felt his heart beat faster.

If it does, it will be the largest attack planned by the MLO in 13 years. And with the support of this batch of arms and funds, the Moroccan solution will be fully capable of launching this attack!

It's just that in this way, there is no way back.

There was a flash of hesitation in his eyes, but soon that hesitation was replaced by madness, and Santos made a silent decision in his mind.

It's time to make big news! (To be continued.) )