A week later...

"Brother Dasha, these Annan people are unreliable, Brother Yao gave us a task for the first time, but we can't do it."

On the high seas, a fishing boat rides the waves.

Dasha wore a windbreaker and sunglasses, and led several younger brothers to stand at the bow of the boat.

Since obtaining the title of Red Stick, Dasha's status in the stars has risen rapidly, and he is now the captain of the pistol team directly under the main hall.

The pistol team, as the name suggests, is subordinate to the gunners brigade of the main hall.

Although the number of people is not large, only more than fifty people, this elite squad composed of professional gunners is not comparable to the old boy with a watermelon knife.

If someone has an organization, it is natural that they must have weapons.

Fortunately, Dasha has not been in vain all these years, and he met a group of Annan gang members who were begging for a living at the dock, and under the introduction of the Annan Gang, he caught up with a major general and brigade commander of the garrison in Annan.

At present, Annan is fighting a self-defense counterattack war with the Tang State, and the domestic situation is in civil strife and prices are soaring.

The commander of the garrison brigade in charge of ordnance was not a loyal and patriotic person, and he took advantage of the chaos to smuggle weapons outside.

The purpose of Dasha's trip is very simple, that is, to buy some weapons from the other side and return them to arm his men.

Of course, there are also arms businesses on Hong Kong Island, but the scale of the business is not large, and the price is extremely high.

The people of Annan are different, not to mention the complete range of guys sold, and they are much cheaper than those on the market.

If this deal is done, he will be the captain of the pistol team.

"Don't talk nonsense, that's it ahead."

After a while on the high seas, I was far away and saw a freighter in the distance.

The ship's name was KD, and it was the same group of people who had made an appointment with them.

"Follow me up with six people, and the rest will stay on the boat."

Dasha signaled to pull the boat over and instructed his men.

Sudden Sudden Burst...

The fishing boat smoked black smoke and slowly approached the freighter.

The people on the freighter saw the fishing boat from a distance, and several guards turned their heads and lowered the ladder.

"Dasha, why did you come, we have been waiting for you for half an hour."

As soon as Dasha and his people went up, an Annan man wearing a gold necklace greeted him.

"Brother Baoli is really sorry, our first time at sea, we have never used sea navigation, and we almost ran to the Philippines."

Dasha went up and gave this person a hug, and whispered in this person's ear, "Everything is ready, right?" ”

"Don't worry, for your trip, the brigade commander sent his youngest son."

Baoli responded to the big fool, and asked rhetorically: "Did you bring the money?" ”

"Take it."

Dasha pulled the little brother next to him and patted the backpack on his body.

"Let's go in first, don't let the little master wait for a long time."

Baoli took Dasha and walked inside.

As you walk, you watch.

I saw a dozen people standing on the deck, these people were dark-skinned, standing straight, and they looked like they had military training.

Although they were not wearing military uniforms, each of them carried AKs on their backs, and their positions were very particular, so they could enter cover in case of emergency.

"Don't look at it, these are members of the guard company of the brigade, and they are all veterans who have been on the battlefield."

Baoli walked ahead and replied.

"I've been on the battlefield, no wonder I'm so murderous."

Dasha nodded silently.

He was ordered to form a pistol team, and most of the members of the team were from their hometowns, and more than half of them were recovered soldiers who had been on the battlefield.

These people have excellent psychological quality, and they are ruthless, and they are forbidden, which are two different concepts from the old boy.

"Baoli, what's the little master's surname, I have to have a title, right?"

Walking inside, Dasha asked Baoli.

Baoli didn't reply: "The surname of the brigade is Ruan, and so is the little young master, you can just call Mr. Ruan when you see someone, he knows a little Tang Chinese." By the way, let your brothers follow the rules, these people kill people without blinking, and I can't protect you if something happens. ”

Annam has embraced Chinese culture since ancient times, especially in the border with the Xiguang region, many people can speak some Tang dialect, and a few people can even speak dialects.

"Don't worry, I know."

Dasha followed Baoli inside.

"Mr. Ruan, this is Dasha, my friend on Hong Kong Island."

"Dasha, this is Mr. Ruan, the son of Luza."

Coming to the cabin, escorted by a group of armed men, Dasha met Mr. Nguyen, who had come to trade.

Mr. Nguyen is not very old, and he looks to be in his twenties.

Since he is the youngest son of the brigade, counting it, the brigade should be about fifty this year.

The brigade commanders of about 50 major generals are in charge of logistics, and they can be called high-ranking and powerful.

"Did you bring the money?"

Ruan Zhixing seemed a little impatient, and he was not in the mood to be polite with Dasha at all.

Dasha knew that he was late, so he didn't say much, so he took off the backpack behind his subordinates, opened the zipper, and poured the money inside on the table.

"Huh!"

Ruan Zhixing didn't look at the money, but looked at the gold watch in Dasha's hand.

Dasha wears a Rolex local tyrant gold watch, which looks golden and dazzling under the light.

Compared with Dasha's gold watch, the gold necklace around Ruan Zhixing's neck was eclipsed, and his eyes were green when he saw it.

"Where's the goods?"

Dasha didn't notice Ruan Zhixing's expression, but looked at the box behind everyone.

Ruan Zhixing clapped his hands and motioned to bring the box up.

The box was long in shape, opened with a crowbar, and inside was a pistol wrapped in oiled paper.

"Imitation Tokarev T30, the Annan version, is definitely no worse than the May Fourth of the Tang Kingdom, and they are all new."

Ruan Zhixing threw a gun over and motioned for Dasha to check it himself.

Dasha tore open the oil paper with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at the butter-smelling pistol inside, and nodded with satisfaction.

Pull the bolt and retract the magazine.

Weigh it a few times.

"Well, it's a good thing."

Dasha was satisfied, and then asked, "How's the price?" ”

"20,000 Hong Kong dollars each."

Yuen Zhixing answered in Cantonese.

"It's so expensive, that's the price of the black market on Hong Kong Island, right?"

A little brother couldn't help but say.

"How can it be the same, the guns on the black market are all made by private workshops themselves, and some are second-hand."

Ruan Zhixing was not happy: "Ours is produced by the military industry, you look at this rifle, look at this gun body, whether it is the process or the materials, they are all first-class, and the production line is also bought back from the Soviet Union at a large price." ”

This is really true, Annan is different from Tang Guo.

The May Fourth of the Tang Kingdom is an imitation of the black star, with its own improvements in it.

Annan bought back the production line and assembled it himself, strictly speaking, what they produced was Blackstar, but they changed their name in China.

"20,000 is 20,000, I want 200, each with two more magazines, and 50 rounds of ammunition, is there a problem."

Dasha put the gun back and didn't say anything more about the price, but chose to make up for it outside the price.

First of all, it is equipped with two more magazines, which can well avoid reloading time.

In addition, one of the magazines on the black market on Hong Kong Island costs 1,000 Hong Kong dollars, and giving two away is equivalent to pushing down the price.

"No problem."

Ruan Zhixing nodded and agreed.

"There are no long guys, short ones alone may not be enough."

"There are brand new AKs, produced by the military industry, 50,000 each."

"There are also seized M16s, second-hand goods, left by Lao Mei back then, to ensure quality, 30,000 yuan each."

"Give you an extra magazine each, sixty rounds, how many are you going to want?"

Long guys are a lot more expensive than short guys.

Dasha did the math himself, and said: "30 M cards, 20 A cards, and ten more body armor and 50 sweet potatoes, how much do you calculate." ”

Ruan Zhixing calculated and said: "Two hundred short 400, 30 M brand 90, 20 A card 100, ten body armor 80, fifty sweet potatoes 10 pieces, a total of 680, the leader will erase it for you, count you 650." ”

“650！”

Dasha was a little dissatisfied with this number: "Send more bullets and let the brothers practice their hands." ”

"Bullets are so expensive."

Ruan Zhixing didn't say that he didn't agree, but just looked at Dasha's wrist.

Dasha looked down, saw the gold watch on his wrist and understood what he meant, smiled and took off the watch and put it on Ruan Zhixing's hand, and said happily: "Everyone and friends, don't just care about making money." ”

"It makes sense, make friends with you today, send you two thousand more bullets, and cooperate more in the future."

The two looked at each other and smiled, shook hands and said, "Happy cooperation." ”