In the large courtyard of Weiya Trading Co., Ltd., that is, the Red Shirt Gang, people wrapped in red cloth strips are busy back and forth - of course, the business on the surface is naturally not related to drugs and munitions, and most of the boxes that are transported in and out by forklift are marked with some vitamin tablets, antibiotics and other things.

Those low-level members of the Red Shirt Gang would stop when they saw Li Shuo and respectfully shout "Brother Li" - Li Shuo's identity on the face was the sales manager of "Weiya Trading Co., Ltd.", and inside the Red Shirt Gang, he was a middle-level cadre in charge of gray business.

Bypassing an open space with many containers, Li Shuo led Qi Lin all the way to a heavily guarded warehouse.

The warehouse was two stories high, covering an area of one or two thousand square meters, and two heavily armed gangs were patrolling back and forth at the door.

"Brother Li is good...... Eh, who's this guy? The face is very raw, huh? One of the gang members saw Li Shuo coming over and took the initiative to come up and say hello, but when he saw Qi Lin following behind Li Shuo, he suddenly grabbed the 81-bar rifle in his hand that was quite badly worn.

"Haha, this is my new little brother, Xiao Wang." Li Shuo snorted, then smoked a cigarette and handed it to the gang guarding the warehouse.

The gang took the cigarette, but there was still a look of embarrassment on his face: "Brother Li, you also know that the gang leader said that outsiders in this warehouse are not allowed to approach, and you are like this, which makes the brothers very embarrassed." ”

"Haha, what an outsider, Xiao Wang is also a brother in the gang, how can he be considered an outsider!"

"Brother Li can't say that, you know, the new members now have an inspection period, and they have to mix up slowly from the periphery, besides, especially during this time, the gang leader has specially instructed that idle people are not allowed to come here......"

Before the warehouse guard could say anything, Li Shuo came up, secretly said a few words in his ear, and then stuffed something into the other party's palm, and the gang looked at Qi Lin a little, nodded very reluctantly, and said: "Okay, then Brother Li, you can take him in, but you can only stay in it for ten minutes at most, and as soon as the ten minutes arrive, you will have to come out immediately, otherwise if the people above find out, we will all be punished." ”

"Okay, I know, I know, I'll trouble my brother this time."

Li Shuo smiled and patted the warehouse guard's shoulder, then glanced at Qi Lin, and the two followed the warehouse guard towards the huge warehouse.

The six-meter-high metal gate of the warehouse was tightly closed, which was the passage usually used to enter and exit the forklifts that transported goods, and the guard led the two of them to the small door on the side, looked around vigilantly, and then took out a key from his pocket, opened the door, and said to the two: "Brother Li, you go in quickly, and I will open the door in ten minutes." ”

"Okay, no problem, next time I drink, I'll have a treat!" As soon as Li Shuo and Qi Lin walked into the warehouse, the guard closed the small door from the outside.

"Boss Wang, we don't have much time - you come with me - the shelves on the right hand are all shotguns worth 1,000 to 2,000 points, although they are all self-made weapons, but the quality is absolutely first-class, steel balls, iron sand, and single-headed bullets can be used."

Li Shuo took Qi Lin all the way to the long row of shelves, looked at them a few times, and picked out a double-barreled shotgun from the top of the shelf.

"Look at this, the style of Winchester M1887 is also the use of lever burst operation mode, there used to be a very famous old movie, "Terminator" Boss Wang You should have seen it, right? The macho man named Shi What in it used this gun. ”

"Schwarzenegger." Qi Lin said.

"Yes, yes, it's that Schwarzenegger, don't look at this gun is an imitation, but it's a master who makes this gun, you look at the receiver, it's all cut out of a lathe, and this wood ......" Li Shuo spat and boasted about the imitation M1887 in his hand.

In Qi Lin's opinion, this M1887 is indeed a good homemade weapon in terms of appearance, at least much better than the homemade shotguns in the wasteland that are welded with rusty steel pipes and angle irons and wrapped in rags.

However, this gun had a fatal flaw - that is, the walls of the barrel were too thin, and the strength was not up to the mark at all.

Generally, the barrel is made of a one-time precision seamless steel tube, but the barrel of this imitation Winchester M1887 is obviously a hollow welded steel tube rolled from steel plates, although the surface has been polished, but the weld is still very obvious.

Using this low-strength welded steel pipe as the barrel of the gun, if you can't shoot a few shots, there is a risk of exploding.

If nothing else, the ordinary-looking, huge, iron-sand clay shotgun on the shelf is stronger than the M1887, at least the barrel of which was cut from the frame of a bicycle, not a sheet of steel less than two millimeters thick.

"I'll take a look, there's still more time anyway, ten minutes is enough time for us to take a look at a few guns."

Qi Lin walked to the shelves as he spoke, but the corner of his eye kept looking at the corners of this warehouse.

The inside of the warehouse was very large, and there were a lot of things piled up inside, but a few huge wooden boxes covered with canvas in the northwest corner attracted Qi Lin's attention.

For no other reason, a corner of a box was exposed from under the canvas, and there was an emblem painted with black ink on it, although it was scratched by someone, Qi Lin could still vaguely distinguish that it was originally a skeleton pattern.

It should be those boxes!

Qi Lin pretended to look at a few homemade shotguns, and then deliberately showed a dissatisfied expression, and said to Li Shuo: "I don't like these guns very much, since I have come here, Boss Li asked me to see if there are any other goods - eh, by the way, what are the contents of those boxes, are they also guns?" ”

Qi Lin said, ignoring Li Shuo's reaction, and walked towards the big boxes by himself.

"Wait! Boss Wang, wait a minute! You can't touch something over there, that's—"

Before Li Shuo's words were finished, Qi Lin suddenly turned his head and showed a strange smile at him, then suddenly turned behind Li Shuo and slashed the back of his head with a heavy hand knife.

Li Shuo's body went limp, and he immediately fell down, Qi Lin hurriedly caught it, and then gently put him on the ground.

The force of this hand knife Qi Lin controlled quite accurately, and it would only take an hour or two at most for him to wake up on his own.

Putting down Li Shuo, Qi Lin immediately took out his camera, ran to the big boxes, and took a few photos of the skull emblem on the boxes first.

Then, Qi Lin put the camera aside, lifted the canvas, and pushed open one of the large wooden boxes that was nearly a person high-

The wooden box was stuffed with broken plastic foam, and Qi Lin pushed the plastic foam open, and the contents underneath were immediately exposed.

Dozens of Type 56 submachine guns based on AK47 assault rifles were neatly stacked in the box, Qi Lin took out one of them and looked at it, this batch of 56 punches was very well made, obviously not from those small manual workshops produced inferior goods.

At the end of the butt, there is a small skull emblem.