Chapter 118: The Thief
Tang Dao spent two days in Cape Town.
He wanted to feel the warmth of the South African people.
Since the Portuguese navigator Bartholomew Diaz discovered Cape Town in the 15th century, it has been occupied by European immigrants, but it also brought with it the most advanced urban construction concept in the world at the time.
So much so that there are still a large number of 15th-century buildings in the city.
Also as one of South Africa's economic cities, you can also feel the nightlife here.
Tang Dao went to a bar, if he wasn't afraid of AIDS, maybe he could hook up with a few black roses.
Cape Town also has one of the highest homicide rates in the world, as well as AIDS, tuberculosis and frequent flour crimes.
"This place... It's a shame not to sow hope. β
Tang Dao was still a little reluctant to look back when he got on the plane, the black buddies here have to learn to pick up their own beliefs and resist racial discrimination, but this should be soon, a guy called "Black Mamba" will successfully play developed countries into developing (country) countries, and when the time comes, it is the best node to spread hope.
They came with three people, but when they left they were five.
The other two are Spearman. Browning and Larkin. Maxwell, the two of them were chattering all the way, and there were a lot of topics.
"Sir, can you take a break? I feel like we need to rest. Tang Dao tore off the small cotton blanket on his body, tilted his head, rolled his eyes, the two smiled awkwardly, closed their mouths, but it was only quiet for two or three minutes, and then the sound like a mosquito slowly got up.
This science man... Sure enough, it's either extremely boring, or it's extremely talkative (please take a seat.) οΌ
The plane sat for nearly three hours, and at about 7 p.m., it finally landed at Mogadishu International Airport in Somalia.
John arrived with 30 heavily armed umbrella employees and pulled a BMP-1 infantry fighting vehicle over to clear the way.
With his honeymoon relationship with Aideed, the other party didn't care much, but the 73mm gun on it was removed from the back and replaced with an anti-aircraft machine gun, but this was enough to deter those villains.
As soon as Tang Dao got out of the car, John handed over a windbreaker to help him put it on, and consciously stood beside him to take on the responsibility of protection, and opened the car door, like a little brother.
"You're the head of the umbrella now, you don't need to do that, just leave it to Cherub (little angels) in the future."
One of the members, 175 tall, is relatively short in the European and American bodyguard group, but he is an Italian middleweight boxing champion, very good at melee combat, proficient in Muay Thai, Krav Maga, judo, etc., in terms of hand and foot kung fu, Tang Dao may not be able to beat him, and he also holds an American CPR first aid certificate, which is very suitable for serving as a bodyguard.
John glanced at the co-pilot's cherub and patted him on the shoulder, who smiled "shyly".
"Did Coffey's two tribal orders in Cape Haphon be shipped?"
Tang Dao chewed a mouthful of chocolate, although the meal on the plane was good, but after all, he was afraid of heights, he didn't eat a few bites, and as soon as he got off the plane, he was hungry, and he hid chocolate to fill his stomach.
Coffey is about to become the best salesman under Tang Dao.
This guy is very desperate, Thesavior's reputation in Somalia can become more and more famous, most of the credit is due to him, as long as he can get the money, no matter how much money you have, he can fool you into buying weapons.
For example, the two tribes of Hafengjiao, with a combined population of less than 1,000 people, bought boxes of bullets and 50 boxes of grenades, and even Tang Dao is not sure if the other party will use it, but I only care about selling, what are you doing to my.
This spirit is fully inherited by him.
"It's sent, Pierce took someone to deliver it." John nodded and said, paused, glanced at the afterglow, clasped his hands, tilted his head, closed his eyes pretending to sleep, only his cheeks bulged slightly, "Boss, I found that there are goods in the warehouse that have been lost." β
Tang Dao's chewing action stopped, and after about three seconds, he began to chew again, "What is it?" β
John held his breath and said, "I lost three PSS whispering pistols." β
The PSS micro-sound pistol developed by the Institute of Precision Mechanical Engineering is only 165 mm long and weighs 0.7 kg, which is too simple to steal.
"Any clues?"
"Two days ago, someone from Hayward's engineering team approached the warehouse."
"Who?"
βWANGLiangZhiοΌβ John's accent was strong, and he was very awkward to pronounce the name.
Tang Dao frowned, and slowly opened his eyes, "Check him!" β
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Fifty kilometers from the airport, migrant workers' dormitories.
Xiao Wang buried his head in the big quilt, curled up his body, leaned against the wall, and held a PSS whispering pistol in his hand, a little clumsy and wanted to unload the magazine, but he didn't understand it, and planned to use brute force.
Bang bang bang!
Someone knocked on it twice, which frightened him suddenly, and he hurriedly put the phone under the pillow, pretending to be very sleepy and lifted the quilt, "Brother Guo, what's wrong?" He yawned and squinted as if he had just woken up.
"What are you scaring up there, move smaller." Guo Ziyi rolled her eyes and muttered.
This caused everyone else in the dormitory to burst into laughter.
"Lao Guo, this is not right for you, Xiao Wang, he is still a young man, this will inevitably have some ideas, I think, isn't there a black girl outside, let him find one, be comfortable, and have passion for work."
"Are you going to go back sick with you? His mother handed him over to me, so that I could bring him to make money, and the first phase of the project will be completed in a month, and we can take home the bag of more than 13,000 US dollars, which is enough for him to marry his mother-in-law. Guo Ziyi looked at him bitterly, "I'm doing this for your good." β
Xiao Wang nodded, indicating that he understood, pressed his hand on the pillow, and swallowed his saliva nervously.
But Lao Guo thought he was just shy and didn't care, so after asking him to restrain himself, he turned off the lights and went to sleep.
Lying on the bed, Xiao Wang couldn't sleep with his eyes open, he could feel his heart beating, raised his head, looked out the window, it was very dark, and secretly looked at his watch by the moonlight.
He got up cautiously, put on his clothes, pulled open the pillow, took out two pistols from the cotton wool, hid them in his clothes, raised his hands slightly to prevent them from falling off, climbed down from the top bunk, moved carefully, for fear of kicking some chair, made a noise, opened the door, and flashed out, walking along a small path very familiarly, his steps were messy, and he looked very nervous.
Wang Liangzhi couldn't imagine why he would steal things?
At that time, he just heard Lao Guo and them say that the warehouse was full of weapons, he was very curious, and tried to find a way to understand the terrain first, and when the guards were handed over, he broke in.
I don't know which tendon is wrong, so I stole three guns!
And with the help of an opportunity, he sold one of them, worth $20, a local businessman, when the other party heard that he still had the goods in his hand, he expressed his willingness to buy them at a high price, expressing friendship, and the remaining two handfuls for $50 were all gone.
You know, the PSS silent pistol is small in size and powerful, and the effective range of the bullet is 50 meters, which can penetrate a standard steel helmet within a range of 25 meters, and the skull will be smashed for you.
The price of Tang Dao on the quotation is written: 370 US dollars per piece!
They were taken advantage of by the Mogadishu businessmen.
They made an appointment to meet at 11 p.m. under a dog hole on the right rear side of the airport, paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other.
$50...
Two PSS whispering pistols, it's ridiculous.
"Mr. Jacquebran, Mr. Jacquebran." When he came to the destination, Wang Liangzhi covered his mouth, lay on the dog hole, shouted softly, and a response sounded outside, his face was happy, he moved his body, pulled out the weeds on the edge of the dog hole, and shouted softly, "You throw the money in first, and I will give you the weapon again." β
But apparently the other party did not agree to this plan, and the two sides began to argue, and finally found a plan, one by one, Wang Liangzhi took out the pistol and stretched it out from the kennel, and the other party also handed over the black $50 coupon, which was painted with Ulys. Grant, it's the middle of the night, this bad old man is really scary.
"Next!" Jacquebran shouted softly on the other side.
Wang Liangzhi hid fifty dollars in his pocket, feeling happy in his heart, this extra money was earned so quickly, just when he was about to hand over the second pistol, a beam of strong light shone over, shining coldly on Wang Liangzhi's side, his pupils instantly darkened, he contracted very consciously, turned his head suddenly, and his eyes widened.
The facial expressions are rich, surprised, frightened, panicked...
"Mr. Wang, what are you doing here?" John's face was sideways, smiling meaningfully.
"I... I'm on the toilet. β
This excuse is really LOW, and at this time, Jacques Bran outside seemed to be in a hurry, and shouted twice, and the blood on Wang Liangzhi's face disappeared all of a sudden.
John didn't bother to explain, so he went up and grabbed him and pressed him to the ground.
"You... What are you going to do? He wanted to struggle, but was hit in the side of the face by John with an uppercut, his face full of fierceness, "Don't give me nonsense, what are you doing?" You know for yourself that you stole this gun. β
He said, picking up the remaining pistol from the ground.
"I admire your audacity to steal our stuff? Do you think you've lived long enough? β
Wang Liangzhi didn't know much English, but he still understood a few sentences, such as the word "death", which made his heart tremble, and he hurriedly waved his hand and explained, "I... I. β
He couldn't find his own connector.
Pedal, pedal, pedal...
The crisp footsteps came from far and near, Gao Jun wore a long-sleeved shirt, walked over, looked at Wang Liangzhi condescendingly, raised his toes, and stepped on the palm of the other party's right hand!
"Ahh
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