Chapter 292: Arms Sales

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"Hey...... It stands to reason that you have inherited countless elite memories, you should be smart, why can't you think of this? Do mammoths from tens of millions of years ago know? Their well-preserved carcasses were found on the glaciers, did the dinosaurs know? Around the world, a large number of dinosaur corpses and bones have been found, and cells can be extracted from those bones and corpses, and even, in some amber, you can also find the genetic cells of some ancient creatures, have you seen "Jurassic Park"? ā€

"I've seen it, I've seen it...... I understand......" Zhang Yang nodded hurriedly, the resurrection dinosaurs in "Jurassic Park" are science fiction films with realistic significance, and with the genetic technology that humans have mastered now, it is indeed not difficult to resurrect many ancient creatures.

"Well, that's it, if you find the NY Life Cryptography Research Institute, if you can't do it, notify me, let me do it, flash, I have to play backgammon with Liu Biao, this time, I can't lose, that guy made a bet with me......"

Before the little monk finished speaking, the laptop screen flashed, and it returned to the beginning page, and the little monk had disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Yang looked at the computer in a daze, and was inexplicable for a while, it seemed that the little monk still didn't tell him how to save the human race, nor did he say how he blocked the space passage.

Finding the Institute of the Code of Life also seems to be a distant task.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang felt that something was wrong.

What's wrong?

This feeling that something was wrong made him uncomfortable like an ant gnawing at his heart, what was wrong? What went wrong?

Zhang Yang took a deep breath, took a sip of tea, closed his eyes, and began to slowly recall the conversation with the little monk just now, little by little, not a word was missed.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang was shocked into a cold sweat.

How did the little monk know that he had inherited the ideas of countless elites?

Finally, Zhang Yang found something wrong, all because the little monk said a word mentioning that he inherited the elite thoughts, this has always been Zhang Yang's secret, he has never told anyone, but, now, the little monk knows...... Could it be that the little monk was able to penetrate deep into his soul? Obviously, this is impossible, Zhang Yang couldn't help but wipe the sweat on his forehead, this feeling of being penetrated through everything is very, very bad, it can be said that his biggest secret is not a secret anywhere in the little monk now.

"Little monk!"

"Little monk!"

"Say, how do you know that I have inherited countless memories?"

……

It's a pity that Zhang Yang's question was like a stone sinking into the sea, without the slightest reaction, obviously, it is impossible for the little monk not to know that he is calling him, but does not want to answer this question.

"Phew!" Zhang Yang slapped his palm heavily on the chair, and the sturdy solid wood chair was smashed.

Powerful!

Powerful!

Only when you are strong can you be free from the mercy of others!

Zhang Yang's body sat on the bed, **'s upper body exuded a layer of moon-white brilliance, the brilliance seemed to be flowing, slowly rotating around the body, gradually, a huge vortex was formed, the vortex engulfed the entire space, like a black hole that swallowed everything, as if, the light disappeared in the black hole...... Slowly, Zhang Yang felt a warm current flowing in his limbs, every meridian, every nerve, every vein, and not a single cell were immersed in that warm current.

The feeling of thinking spreads with the warm current!

Feeling the surrounding environment, feeling the quiet night in Mogadishu, feeling Liu Biao grabbing his ears in front of the notebook, with an anxious expression, and even, feeling that the old man was talking on the phone frequently, and the old woman was gently massaging the old man...... Feel the sound of the leather shoes of the military police patrolling Mogadishu.

Feel the gentle lapping of the waves and the gentle breeze blowing in the sea.

The energy gathered around Zhang Yang's body, and Xiao Yinmei, who had been asleep, also woke up, jumping around Zhang Yang excitedly, jumping faster and faster, and when he got to the back, it was like a silver thread that kept circling around Zhang Yang's body...... Zhang Yang felt that the body of the silver charm was desperately absorbing the collected energy, at this time, Zhang Yang finally understood that the little silver charm could not gather the energy in the air because of the congenital surname, and could only extract the energy directly through the ore, and only when he absorbed the energy to a certain distance, the little silver charm could be transformed into the energy of the evolved body.

Of course, things are far from being as simple as Zhang Yang imagined, Xiao Yinmei's body is not only unable to absorb a wide range of energy, but also cannot extract energy from a high-pressure and high-temperature environment, which is essentially different from Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang extracts energy, as long as his own skill reaches a certain point, even the heat of engine combustion can be absorbed.

When practicing, time always flies the fastest.

By the time Zhang Yang finished his work, the sky had already turned white......

Early in the morning, after waking up Liu Biao, whose eyes were red and still in a daze, everyone went out of the hotel after breakfast, and when he walked out of the hotel, Zhang Yang was stunned.

At the door of the hotel, a convoy was parked, no, it should be said that it was a combat unit, a fully armed combat unit, the only difference was that none of these people had a military rank, apparently, this was a private army.

Five off-road vehicles with tows, two more luxurious off-road vehicles, two wheeled armored vehicles, and two trucks, at least fifty heavily armed soldiers, and even more diverse weapons, heavy machine guns, mortars, rocket launchers, submachine guns, and heavy machine guns on the vehicles...... As soon as they went out, a tall black man who looked like a leader strode out, and the old man greeted them.

After the two met, they hugged each other warmly.

"Welcome back!"

"Nice to see you ......"

……

The two men seemed to know each other well, and after a moment of embarrassment, they got on the bus and began to spin around Mogadishu for two hours, during which the convoy made six stops, and each time the old man managed a pile of banknotes.

During this time, Zhang Yang also understood the surname of this team, this is the legendary mercenary, the head of this mercenary group and the old man are old friends, and the relationship is good, of course, the relationship is good, but there is no problem with the credibility when the transaction is made, and it is not to the extent that he can work for the old man for free.

At the same time, Zhang Yang also understands that the old man put all the money into some underground banks, turned it into legal income through some formal channels, and then transferred it to the old man's account in China.

Of course, the fees for these money laundering channels are high, and 10 million actually has to be charged 2 million, which makes Zhang Yang's heart ache.

Seeing the old man's orderly arrangement of things, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh, Jianghu, it is really still old and spicy, if there is no old man, these tens of millions of dollars are enough for him to have a headache, and it is the first time that he is troubled by too much money.

Of course, Zhang Yang soon discovered that the old man's energy was far greater than he had imagined.

The convoy drove out of Mogadishu less than 100 kilometers later, on the way, the convoy kept joining the new convoy, and these convoys were dragging a cart full of munitions, Zhang Yang followed the old man to roughly check, some ordinary weapons are almost everything, there are mortars, sniper rifles, automatic rifles, submachine guns, machine guns, all kinds of ammunition is dragged full of several carts...... "Old man, where did you buy these things?" "Looking at the brand-new guns, Zhang Yang's heart beat wildly, in China, it is not easy to get a pistol, but here, it is simply crazy, just one night, I got so many weapons and ammunition, these ammunition, enough to fight a small-scale battle.

"Hehe, in Somalia, as long as you have money, you can do anything, not to mention these simple weapons, as long as you have money, I have channels to get you planes and tanks, do you know why I hired mercenaries in the first place? I was afraid that those arms dealers would eat the black, so I invited the most famous mercenary organization in Somalia, because this organization has a long history and a good reputation, and ordinary people will give some face. ā€

The old man's thinking is very meticulous, and he almost has no last resort, which makes Zhang Yang have to admire.

On Somalia's nearly crumbling land roads, the vast convoy marched towards their destination, a village near the sea, where it would meet Aze, and where it would be Zhang Yang's first base.

(To be continued)