Xiao Mubai returned to Little Sweetheart's home.

In the evening of the same day, a group of five people took a train north, passing through Lopburi and Nakhon Sawan, and after getting off the train at Phitsanulok, they met Chen Bobo, and from there they got on the highway west to Yesu County, a county on the Thai-Myanmar border, and from here they were smuggled out of the country to Gaojiali in Myanmar, and then from Gaojiali to Yangon.

The exit was handled by ATG's Chen Bo, who specialized in doing this, and he was more familiar with Thailand than Xiao Mubai and Frank combined.

Since someone can do these trivial things for him, Xiao Mubai won't care, as long as it's safe and reliable, whoever does it will do the same.

Smuggling between Thailand and Myanmar is much more serious, not in the same order of magnitude as it is in the country.

After getting off the train in Phitsanulok, a total of six people took two cars, a Hummer and a pickup truck, and went to Xingfu to leave Yesu County. The roads they took were highways known as AH1 RD in Thailand, 12 RD in Myanmar, Yessu Border Crossing and Korika Border Crossing.

Of course, it's not about taking the big road, it's about taking the small road.

The Hummer took the lead, Xiao Mubai sat in the passenger seat, Chen Bo drove, and Ning Wei lay on the seat behind. The pickup truck was driven by Frank, and Han Kang sat in the back, looking at Wei Tianxiang firmly.

Before arriving at the customs office, Chen Bo took the steering wheel and the Hummer headed for a small road to the south. Xiao Mubai didn't ask, but Chen Bo still explained: "There is a Burmese border station in the south, but the distance is too far, there are not many vehicles coming and going, and there is too little oil and water, so it is much easier to buy it." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Mubai nodded, and the Hummer continued to drive, and the pickup truck followed closely.

It was already late at night, and the Hummer was driving on the town's side roads, and if he wasn't careful, he would hit pedestrians rushing out of the intersection. But Chen Bo's skills are very good, the speed of the car is not slow, and he has never hit people or walls even in the dark.

A few minutes later, the Humvee arrived at the location and was already ready to stop in front of the border station to reject the horse.

A squad of more than a dozen soldiers was heavily armed, and the searchlight shone on the Humvee, which seemed to have bad intentions. Chen Bo didn't take it seriously, got out of the car, walked to the lieutenant officer of the border station headed by him, folded his hands and bowed, and communicated with the other party in proficient Thai.

Xiao Mubai sat in the car and didn't move, looking at the more than a dozen soldiers standing with guns in front of him, each with an M16A1 weapon in his hand.

After a while, the lieutenant came directly and knocked on the window of the passenger seat, Xiao Mubai opened it and met the lieutenant. Then, the lieutenant stared at him, told him to open the window in the back, and when he saw that it was a woman lying there, he smiled ambiguously at him, and then waved his hand to let him go.

Chen Bo returned to the driver's seat of the Hummer and asked him, "Are you okay?" ”

Xiao Mubai shook his head and signaled that it was okay. Seeing this, Chen Bo started the car, waited for the Thai soldiers to open the horse and the railing, and drove directly over. After passing, Chen Bo also waved his hand at the lieutenant, which was regarded as saying goodbye.

"Damn, Zhen Ni Ma Hei, spend a thousand oceans on Lao Tzu." Look at the pickup trucks that followed, and it was considered to have entered the Myanmar border.

Xiao Mubai didn't answer, Chen Bo is good at everything, but there is too much nonsense. After knowing each other for almost a day, he knows more or less about his character, he is bold and careful, he loves money like his life, and it is more difficult to let him spend money than to kill him, but this thing was ordered by Angela herself, and he can only do it.

When they entered Myanmar, they soon encountered the Myanmar border station, and they did not need to get out of the car to go out, and they stopped and handed over two hundred dollars, even if they passed the inspection.

Old Tai is much darker than Old Remembrance.

From there, it entered the high afterburner and headed towards Yangon. Halfway through, Chen Bo got on the next car and changed the Hummer and pickup truck to Myanmar license plates, and then continued to go deep into the Myanmar border. The journey from Gojali to Yangon was 300 kilometers, and he traveled most of the night, and finally arrived in Yangon before dawn in the morning.

The Hummer drove directly to the ATG supply point in Yangon, and Chen Bo went to sleep without doing anything.

Xiao Mubai looked at the factory and nodded secretly, I have to say that as the head of AMCS, he still has a lot of lessons to take, although ATG is also just starting, it has supply points in port cities in several countries in Southeast Asia, which is much more convenient.

And AMCS has nothing, he has to rely on others to leave the country, and his subordinates can't be arranged, and the road to go in the future is still too far.

The supply stations are all ATG people, to be precise, ATG peripheral members, and the core high-level are ATG members. This factory is not big, but it is an ATG industry, and those ordinary employees don't even know that this is ATG, they just think it's an ordinary factory.

Camouflaged enough to be hidden.

Arriving in Yangon, Xiao Mubai said hello to Frank Han Kang and went to rest in the arranged room.

Four hours later, refreshed, he washed up and had a bite to eat, received an email from Wall, and rushed to the meeting place.

Like Guangzhou, Yangon can barely be counted as a port city, and like the Pearl River in Guangzhou, Yangon is surrounded by rivers on three sides, the Bago River to the east, the Yangon River to the south, and the Lai River, one of the Irrawaddy rivers that flow into the sea, to the west.

Yangon City, the capital of Myanmar before 05 years, was originally a colony of British Burma, and landmark buildings such as government buildings and central banks were all in British style. In addition, many folk buildings have a traditional Burmese style. The city is flanked by Inya Lake to the north and Ganjidao Lake to the south, and the water of the lake is clear and sparkling, like two glittering emeralds.

The ATG's supply depot is on the east bank of Yangon, across the Bago River, and you can see Saleem.

Yangon is said to be the original capital of Myanmar, and the prosperity of the urban area is not as good as the third-tier small cities in China, but the exotic customs are quite interesting, but the price is high and the cost of living is really not low.

At about the appointed time, Vietnam Airlines, which transited from Paris to Ho Chi Minh City and then to Yangon, finally arrived in Yangon at 11:10 a.m. after a sixteen-hour flight.

Xiao Mubai drove the Buick at the ATG supply depot in Yangon, and within a few minutes of parking in the terminal, he saw Mr. Wall, who was in the dust, walking out with a handbag.

Young men of Caucasian race who are not pure-blooded are still very conspicuous in the crowd.

Sitting in the car, Xiao Mubai honked the horn to say hello, lowered the window, waved his hand at Mr. Wall, and told him to get in the car. Hearing the noise, Wall walked over to the Buick and took the passenger seat.

As soon as he got into the car, before the Buick started, Wall didn't take a breath, so he took out two file bags, handed them to him one by one, and said: "This is all the procedures of AMCS, you take it." Also, it's your new identity, do as you ask. Central African nationality, Bouard. ”

After a pause, Wall took a breath and continued: "Also, if possible, it will be safer to go to Boual in the near future and make a little industrial investment." ”

Xiao Mubai took them one by one, put them next to him casually, and launched the Buick to drive out, and drive out.

While opening, thinking about what happened not long ago, he spoke: "Almonson should have a consultant service, and I want to hire a plenipotentiary consultant for AMCS." Mind you, it's carte blanche can help me with all things about PMCs and mercenaries. Also, he'd better have a little bit of force. ”

Wall chuckled, as if he had expected it, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm already looking for a candidate for you, and it will be arranged as soon as possible." ”

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