Fan Fan glanced at the corpse, took his identity card from Scar, and followed the old man on the sheep intestine path. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe two of them chatted as they walked. It didn't take long to enter the Green Forest Town. The two walked to the front of the town and found that a group of people from the checker had changed, and the two of them also entered the town unharmed.

Walking into the town and returning to the original hotel room, the two of them sorted out the identity cards of the bandit leaders who were offered bounties in their hands, seven identity cards, four of which were members of the bandit gang, and the bounty was not high, that is, about a thousand silver coins. The other three were accidentally killed by the old man when Fan Fan was looking for water. The remaining six tasks were abandoned because no one could find them.

Fan Fan walked to the trash can on the side, threw away the task list, and turned around and said, "Old man, how much can I earn on this mission?" By the way, I sold the Chuntian gun by the way, and there were some camouflage suits and bullets, and I was too tired to carry them! ”

"Okay, pack up and take a shower. His mother's trip hasn't taken a shower for more than four days, and it's itchy all over! The old man hung the Mauser 98K on the wall and undressed it over and over again. Fan Fan shrugged his shoulders, ready to wait for the old man to come out and wash it himself, Fan Fan was bored and took out his identity card to see, some of them were still bloodstained, and some obviously had a big hole in the middle. It seems that it was caused by the old man's accurate shooting. Fan Fan read the name above: "Li Hong (Scar), hey~ This name is so weak, looking at a mighty man with such a mother's name." Zhou Dayong (killer), Zhou? Could it be the killer? What is the relationship with Chow Tai Fook? They are all related to the Black Wind Legion, are they brothers? Fan Fan skipped it with a smile and continued to look at the next "Fierce Soldier?" I'll go, private! Rookie? It turned out to be the same as the old man's real surname, it won't be a family, I have to ask, the old man~ Do you know this one called Liebing? Is it your head of the family (a blood relative)? ”

The old man wiped his head again and again and walked out, and said in his mouth: "Fart, Lao Tzu was an orphan since he was a child, he joined the army at the age of eighteen, and I don't know any family members until now." Besides, there are a lot of people with the surname Lie, not necessarily my boss, where did you get this! After speaking, the old man snatched the identity card in Fan Fan's hand, had to look at it anyway, threw it back casually and said: "If Lao Tzu has such a master who does all kinds of evil, I have to kill him with my own hands!" ”

Fan Fan stretched out his hand to take it, threw it on the bed next to him and said, "It's not okay, if you hit your own people, it's really hard to say!" Fan Fan put away all the identity cards and put them in the marching backpack, took off his clothes and went to take a shower.

Fan Fan took a bath quickly, or walked out in four or five minutes, and the old man said after seeing it: "Your kid is very fast in the bath, won't you just rush it!" ”

", who do you think is as slow as you, moisten for a minute, quickly soap and take a shower for a minute, wash your hair for a minute, rinse it out for a minute, it's so fast, how can you grind and chirp like you!" Fan Fan said as he got dressed.

After the two of them took a shower, they packed up all their things and put them on their backs, went downstairs and walked to the black market (formerly the trading area) together after checking out, ready to sell some things. The two of them walked up to a businessman who looked like he was buying supplies, and the merchant said: "Hey, brother, do you want to buy some goods, new and good goods, look at this submachine gun D series goods, as well as this bazooka, S series RPG bazooka, all brand new, there is no such goods on the market now, I also took a lot of effort to get a batch, how about it?" Yes, and this one, the radio headset that has just arrived, is small in size, and has a signal no matter how far away. The price is not expensive, only 100,000 silver coins. Seeing that Fan Fan and the two were indifferent, he took out a military box and pointed to it: "This is an anti-tank mine just made, one can make the latest tank scrapped, how about it, let's have one, one is only 50,000 silver coins." The merchant looked at the two men hopefully.

Fan Fan untied the Chuntian sniper rifle that obtained the killer from behind, as well as the camouflage net and some of its bullets, and said to the merchant: "We are here to sell things, if you don't accept it, if you collect it, you can calculate how much these can be sold for?" Lao Tu suddenly interjected: "By the way, there is also a saber here, which is seventy percent new!" ”

The merchant said, "Collect, of course, as long as there is no problem, I will accept it!" As he spoke, he handed the old man and Fan Fan a cigarette, then took it, carefully checked the sniper rifle and saber, and then said: "The sniper rifles on the market now are generally seventy or eighty thousand silver coins, and they are all made by machinery. I don't lie to you, your one is artificially made, and it is 30,000 to 40,000 silver coins higher than the average one, so I will give you 80,000 silver coins to buy this gun. As for the rest, I suffered a loss, 20,000 silver coins, a total of 100,000, make up a whole number! How about making a friend? If there are good goods next time, I hope you will consider me first! "The merchant was a little happy to receive such a beautiful sniper rifle at such a low price, and a gun like this could be sold for more than 300,000 yuan.

When the old man and Fan Fan heard about so many silver coins, they were stunned, because they estimated that these were only worth forty or fifty thousand, or even lower. After all, there is no treachery or business, and they all bite to death to reduce prices. Fan Fan was the first to react, and hurriedly agreed: "Of course you can, it's just 100,000, no problem!" Saying that, Fan Fan handed the gun in his hand, ammunition and saber to the merchant, the merchant happily took the gun, and at the same time transferred 100,000 silver coins to Fan Fan, and at the same time the merchant deliberately paid attention to Fan Fan's name "Uncle Mongoose FF" After a period of liquidation, Fan Fan and the old man left the trading area, neither of them expected that the gun would be bought so high, and both of them thought that they had earned it.

Of course, the merchant also thought that he had earned it, and while happily putting the Springfield rifle into the box on the side, he hummed a song and scolded from time to time: "Two fools, sell this gun for 100,000 yuan, if you sell it to officers who know guns, it can be sold for a sky-high price." Tsk tsk... Yokel! Cut~~" The merchant scolded happily here, but he didn't expect that a few days later, he died because of this gun.

After Fan Fan and the old man quickly sold the loot, they spent a thousand silver coins to replenish the supplies, and then left Lvlin Town and walked towards Jibei City. The two of them walked on the road carrying supplies on their backs, and from time to time there were caravans or convoys and patrols from the town passing by, and every time they looked at Fan Fan and the others strangely. Just after the two of them walked out of the military patrol range of Lvlin Town, a team of material convoys coming from other directions drove towards their positions, the first military truck stopped beside Fan Fan and the old man, and a transport soldier in the co-pilot said to them: "Hey, man, look at your outfit is a free mercenary, we have a short manpower, how about hiring you?" If you pay for the cost, you will get 1,000 silver coins per person for each trip, and you will pay double if someone is injured or killed, so it's a good deal! ”

Fan Fan and the old man glanced at each other, and Fan Fan said, "Let's tell us more about the cost of injury and death." ”

"Minor injuries are ten times compensated, of course, this means that the injury affects the action is not life-threatening, serious injuries are fifty times the compensation, and it refers to the life-threatening situation, and the death is a hundredfold compensation, after all, it is not easy for everyone to live, and we are not stingy with silver coins or anything!" Fan Fan and the old man thought for a while, turned their heads and looked at the other mercenaries or guards on the open truck behind them, and said to the transport soldiers: "Okay, deal!" ”

"Okay, report your position, and I'll record it." The transporter took out his notebook and pen and said.

"Sniper!" Fan Fan and the old man said together. "Snipers? You two? The transporter said incredulously. Fan Fan and the old man nodded and did not speak. The transport soldier glanced at it and said helplessly: "Okay, I know, sit in the car in the back, don't talk to anyone, don't fight!" ”

The two walked all the way to the troop carrier, and Fan Fan pedaled on the wheels to get on the troop carrier. There were sixteen people on the troop carrier, and Fan Fan looked at it and basically determined that all of them were mercenaries. Fan Fan turned around and pulled the old man up, Fan Fan looked at the transport team, from back to front, there were a total of four troop carriers, one in front and three behind, three of which were full of mercenaries to protect the military supplies in the middle. This was followed by seven trucks with machine guns on board, covered with thick steel plates that could withstand heavy machine gun bullets. Finally, there are the materials in the middle, six truckloads of supplies, more than half of which are guns and ammunition. There are also a small number of bazookas. Each of the supply trucks was guarded by a machine gunner. Finally, there was the truck that had just spoken to Fa Fan, loaded with a truckload of grenades.

With such a large convoy, there were only eighty-three people including mercenaries, but they were very small, and the total number of mercenaries was only one hundred and thirty-seven. It can protect this group of supplies, but it is when there are not many people, in case there are hundreds of people, plus the weapons in their hands, the roots of this convoy are not enough for people to eat.

Just as Fan Fan Daliang was in the convoy, a mercenary in his thirties on the side said to the people beside him: "Hey, guys, look at who this group of transporters is looking for?" An old man who walked hobbly and a freshly weaned boy. Boom~, everyone laughed. The mercenary continued to say to Fan Fan: "Boy, old man, look at your age, can you use a gun." Do you want to teach you, don't be the first to lie on the ground and pee your pants when the time comes! ”

The mercenaries kept making fun of Fan Fan and the others.

Fan Fan turned his head and squinted his eyes and glanced at him with contempt, snorting lightly in his nose, not taking him to heart at all. The clown's eyes angered the mercenary, and he grabbed Fan Fan's collar, and the nose of the mercenary who was close to the two seemed to be attached to Fan Fan's face, and the mercenary said angrily: "Boy, what is your attitude?" Do you want to respect the elderly? Rookie! ”

Fan Fan looked at the mercenary calmly and said, "Let go!" "When the mercenary saw Fan Fan's appearance, he said funny: 'What if I don't let it go?' After Fan Fan heard this, his eyes showed murderous aura, and he was about to make a move.