"Okay, Uncle Kalashnikov, I apologize to you, there are as many AKs on the African side as there are 56 punches, and you were wrongly blamed before. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Wen Hui looked at that simple checkpoint and was very helpless, you are all in this rotten situation in the country, and you still have a chicken feather checkpoint!"

Holding the 56 Chong Scouts in the same way as their predecessors scraping the ground, very unreasonable charging methods, there is no standard, it all depends on preference, anyway, the person who passes the card has to leave something, or say that you have to leave something if he sees something.

The not-so-small refugee base made the checkpoint look like a grocery store, and there was a small leader sitting on top of a pile of things, holding a gun and examining the pedestrians around him, Wen Hui's five trucks against the flow of people were very eye-catching, and it was no surprise that they attracted the attention of the other party.

Slid down from the pile of looted items, and stood in the middle of the road with a big grin to signal to stop and check, that drag look didn't put Wen Hui and them in his eyes at all, and in his eyes, maybe another fat sheep was sent to the door.

"Young Master?" The group of refugees who had not even crossed the card had no intention of blackmailing, so they surrounded them with guns, and they had a posture of looting. Big Bear signaled if he wanted to rush over with one foot on the accelerator, these little cubs were too arrogant!

"Parking, if you can solve it with money, don't use violence." Wen Hui took out a few green tickets, sent them away and hurried away, and didn't have time to find trouble here.

The car came to a slow stop, Boris and the others put their hands on the handle of their guns, and if the situation was not right, they would not leave their hands because the other party was a child soldier. The leader came over and patted the car door, he was not interested in picking the window, his height was hard, so he asked the people in the car to get down. Wen Hui on the co-pilot loosened his seat belt and got out of the car to face the imp who was so high as his waist and interrogated.

"What for?" Although I really want to put my posture up, but my age is there, and I can't be serious even if I hold a weapon.

The forces and buyers here belong to the same family, so Wen Hui did not hide it: "The delivery, what your general urgently needs at the moment." "There is no shortage of generals of all kinds.

The little leader accepted the green ticket handed over by Wen Hui when he answered, but he was quite dutiful, and let his subordinates climb into the car and take a look, looking absolutely strict.

Wen Hui didn't mind accompanying them to make a show, he was bored and glanced around, and accidentally found that the other party's cartridge belt still had the words "Five-six Chongfeng gun cartridge belt" on it, damn, the sharp word of the submachine gun is still wrong.

A few pretending imps flipped over in the car and looked at it, but they didn't know what they had checked, and after a quick look, they signaled that they could be released if there was no problem.

"Drive!" Wen Hui adjusted his posture after going up, the road conditions here in Africa are not generally bad, and his butt is about to be upside down all the way. Five cars started and drove against the crowd towards the fighting zone.

The further you go, the less signs of human activity there are, more of them are remnants of the conflict, burned houses, burned cars with only one frame, and some black and red traces between the ruins.

There was a rancid smell wafting through the air, and no bodies were in sight, which meant that the battlefield had been cleaned. It smells a little worse, but you don't need to worry about the plague.

At this time, the speed of the convoy gradually slowed down, and now you have to be careful, after all, any unexpected situation can occur in the conflict zone. The speed of the car decreased, and Wen Hui had more time to look around. It can be seen that before the war, the development here was quite good, and the civilians lived not in shacks but in concrete houses.

But now, these have become battle covers, and the battle is fierce! Just thinking about this, Wen Hui suddenly heard a whistling sound, there are planes in this place? The sound came from the air, the roar of the plane when it took off and landed, which means that there is an airport here?

With a pause, Wen Hui suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart. Sticking his head out of the window and looking into the sky, a spiral clamp transport plane took off and just broke into Wen Hui's line of sight.

"An-22!" Isn't this product discontinued? Where did this come from? No, now is not the time to think about this, how did this transport plane end up here?

An-22 is a long-range heavy military transport aircraft developed by the Antonov Design Bureau of the former Soviet Union (now Antonov Design Bureau of Ukraine), which is the largest turboprop aircraft ever built in human history, and is dedicated to transporting troops and military equipment of large size and weight. It can take off and land at airstrips in remote areas.

This thing didn't fly here to burn oil, did it? Wen Hui wanted to find a reason to comfort himself, but his intuition told him that the current situation was out of control.

The faces of several people under his hands were not very good, which was obviously someone taking the lead. But looking at Wen Hui, who was leaning on the seat and pinching the bridge of his nose, everyone didn't say much, and then drove forward. It didn't take long to arrive at the checkpoint entering the city, and the few soldiers standing guard did not expect that a convoy would enter the city at this time. After explaining his intentions, looking at the other party's eyes of "you are late", Wen Hui was not depressed at this time, it was fake.

"Let's go!" didn't go in, just turned around and left. can only go back, they used to waste oil now, and the goods over there have been unloaded, so it is impossible to do this business with Wen Hui again.

"Young master, how do you get it?" Looking at these truckloads of goods, they must be sold.

This time lost in the means of transportation, it seems that the local businessmen still have strength, and when Wen Hui was still bumping on the ground, they delivered home from the air. This time he lost unjustly, and there was a lesson, but Wen Hui didn't want to pull things back......

"Let's go, let's go and have a look on the other side." There is no need here, but let's not forget that war is not a one-man show, so what about his opponents? Wen Hui decided to try his luck, and Lao Jiefang sent it to the military factory, and the means of transportation were replaced by armed pickups.

Although the battle line is here, there is still a certain distance between the lair of the warring parties, and after suffering a loss, Wen Hui specially asked Boris to check, there are no favorable conditions such as an airport on the other side, and it is still necessary to rely on land transportation, which means that Wen Hui still has a chance.

The two pickup trucks drove out after stepping on the accelerator all the way to the end, and they had to get ahead of others to take this order, and everyone's situation almost depends on who can arrive first, and the news that they have been supplied with weapons cannot be hidden.

It's a pity that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes. It didn't take long to start raining, the heavy rain with jungle characteristics, the car fell into the mud puddle several times on the road, and it was driven out by manpower to push hard, so it stopped and stopped, but the rain became heavier and heavier, and there was no intention to stop.

"Young master, we have to find a place to rest, this rain will not stop for a while. And it's too dangerous to drive in such weather, and the bad road conditions here will increase the risk. "Boris's latest weather information via satellite shows that the rain will not stop until tomorrow.

"Damn it!" Wen Hui scolded, but it was really not suitable for rushing at the moment, "Find a place to stay." The sky cleared up and we headed back. "When the rain stops, it doesn't necessarily pass, why? If you want to hurry, you have to ask about the road here, after the rain, the road is muddy, purely to find trouble for yourself.

I was used to going smoothly before, the first time I encountered someone cutting off my beard, and then it was natural factors that caused the follow-up plan to be yellow, Wen Hui couldn't adapt to it for a while, and it was a little rainy, and the mood at this time was really indescribable.

"Young master, there is a settlement in front of it, it looks like a small village, we should be able to repair it there." The weather did not affect Boris's information support.

When the two armed pickup trucks drove into the village, they aroused the vigilance of many people, and those with guns were already holding their guns and preparing to move, but after seeing clearly that most of Wen Hui's cars were foreign faces, they did not fire immediately. An officer immediately came over to inquire about the situation, and his attitude was okay.

As soon as Boris communicated with him, he learned that Wen Hui was a businessman who provided weapons support for his family, so he was very happy to let Wen Hui and them settle here, yes! I haven't run out of the control circle here for a long time.

"They're too deep, it's almost an island." Why don't you pay attention to this, don't you withdraw from this place that is about to be surrounded by people, and wait here to die?

"Like us, we're stuck here in the rainstorm. Before, their battle line was still here, and this general, who was urgently seeking arms, had just suffered a defeat, and the control of this piece was lost, and the other party took advantage of the situation to push it to his main city, and this kind of small place can be turned back and slowly cleaned up. Boris gave Wenhui a make-up lesson, originally these were secondary information, and he patted his ass and left after the transaction, which does not need to be in-depth. But the plan could not keep up with the changes, and now it is time to analyze the situation.

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"Target decoupling, repeating target decoupling! That idiot bought someone else's stuff and now let him run! ”