"Oh, you've used both American and Soviet, that's easy, these are the stuff of three countries. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info American, Russian, and French stuff. Wen Hui pointed to the things under his feet and began to introduce, "The Americans are the famous 'Stinger' and its improved FIM-92B, FIM-92C, which replaced the first-generation 'Red Eye' missile, and most of the second- or third-generation portable air defense missiles used now. Russia, which should not be called the original SAM 7 in the former USSR, of course there is no such old-fashioned product here, I brought the improved SAM 7, SAM 16 and SAM 18. The French only have the 'Northwest Wind', and although there is only one, this is a serious product of three generations. ”

What the person pointed out just now is the Americans' first generation of "Stinger" anti-aircraft missiles FIM-92A and improved FIM-92B, both of which are relatively old anti-aircraft missiles. However, Colombia's domestic military power is not advanced to the point, so it can be used.

"That's right......" Juan nodded, it seems that there is no need to question that people have goods, "how much can you provide?" "But if the number is too small, that will solve the problem.

"You can have as many as you want." Wen Hui didn't tell a lie, he was afraid that they wouldn't buy it instead of worrying about the supply of goods.

With a snap of his fingers, a simple crane lifted a large box from the cabin at the bottom, "It's all inside, I brought fifty rounds of each sample, as long as your funds are in place, you can pick up the goods immediately." Of course, if you don't have enough, you can place an additional order, and the goods will arrive within a week after the deposit is paid. Wen Hui opened the large box, and inside was a small box neatly packed with portable anti-aircraft missiles.

Juan has no opinion now, as long as he has money, he can get the goods, what else to say, took out the satellite phone to report the good news to the boss on the other end, and after chatting for a while, he came over and held Wen Hui's hand and said enthusiastically: "Mr. Santos welcomes you to his manor, please be sure to enjoy the light." ”

"Of course!" Wen Hui can't wait for a live advertisement. After getting off the cargo ship, Wen Hui went directly to Juan's fishing boat, and a soldier drove his rented yacht back.

They went ahead first, the cargo ship followed behind, and when Santos' people arrived, they would unload the goods, just now Santos directly instructed Juan to take down all the goods, and he didn't even ask the price, he really deserved to be a local tyrant! Doing business with this kind of cheerful person is Wen Hui's favorite, so Wen Hui generously sent an extra spare round for each launcher.

"Mr. Dmitry, do you sell your weapons too?" A person behind Juan finally couldn't help but ask on the boat, just now everyone else was staring at the anti-aircraft missiles, and he was the only one staring at the equipment of the soldiers on the ship.

"What do you mean?" Wen Hui is not stingy this time, the people on the boat are all new equipment, the Yankees' ACU (Army Combat Uniform), everyone has a set of IBA bulletproof clothing, but there is no SAPI (bulletproof insert), this thing is too heavy, with a Penny hat on his head, tactical goggles stuck in his eyes, and a heavy version of the MK17 (using the 7.62x51mm NATO ammunition version) in his hand, and the holster on his leg is an M9 military pistol. There are also small parts such as sabers, and I don't know if this guy wants them all or just guns.

"Weapons." Sure enough, it's still a weapon, after all, it costs a lot of money to equip a person with such a set, and the drug dealer's armed gun counts, how can he get such good equipment for his subordinates.

"I'm really sorry, this is a product for personal use, and it is no longer for sale." However, this time Wen Hui gave an unexpected negative answer, because this weapon is not in the sales catalog, it can only be used for its own use, according to the introduction, this is a future product that will gradually equip the US military unit after 07 years, and it is interesting enough to let Wen Hui get it for his own use after three years, as for the realization, don't think about it.

"Do you want to see body armor?" Wen Hui would not let go of the opportunity to make money, and instead began to sell IBA (Interceptor) body armor.

"Thank you." I was very uninterested and shook my head and refused, that disdainful look was simple, who wants body armor! Human life here is not valuable, and the most important thing is the gunman.

On the way, Juan pulled Wen Hui and began to talk around, hoping to figure out where Wen Hui came from, you must know that every simple character who can get a lot of military equipment is a simple character, and I want to know who is behind Wen Hui, and then what price needs to be paid while cooperating in addition to money.

"No strings attached! As long as you can pay on time, this is the only condition, by the way, I will not accept payment other than American knives. Thinking of one thing, Wen Hui added another sentence, when people here are short of money, they will use "powder" to offset the account.

"No problem!" Juan agreed to this, and the rats in the cellar where Santos put the knife were fat.

There was a little accident when he got off the ship, and the personnel on Wen Hui's side were wearing authentic U.S. military combat uniforms, which caused a commotion as soon as they came out. As soon as the armed men on standby on the shore saw a Yankee appear, they immediately copied the guy and prepared to set it on fire.

You must know that many of the Colombian government's anti-drug operations were carried out with the support of the US government, and even the purchase of equipment was paid for by the Americans. Now I see the guy who cut off his financial path appear, and it is the enemy who is very red when he meets.

"Stop! Stop it! "It's thanks to Juan's timely stopping, otherwise both sides would have really done it.

"Sir, you should change the clothes of your men, you know, they're more sensitive to that free country." Juan was also startled when he first saw the dress of Wen Hui's men, but when he saw their thorn cross armbands clearly, he felt a little weird.

"It was my negligence, not next time." They didn't mention the cross of thorns, because 95 percent of Colombia's population is Catholic.

"I'll just say I should use Russian combat uniforms." Yuri's Soviet plot remains.

"What a lot of words!" Wen Hui glared back, "Do you wait until you finish unloading the goods before leaving, or will we set off first?" ”

"I'll leave it to them here, Mr. Santos wants to see you soon." Juan said that this kind of manual labor does not need to be watched, and it is just left to his subordinates.

After getting off the boat, Wenhui walked to the jeep that Juan had prepared, the infrastructure here is not perfect, and this small dock only has dirt roads, so off-road vehicles such as jeeps are ideal means of transportation.

Before getting into the car, Wen Hui was dragged, and a white-bearded old man grabbed Wen Hui, and he stepped forward to check it before letting Wen Hui get into the car. He is the novice subordinate that Wen Hui got in this lottery, and he is a good "big bargain" in all aspects, except that he is a little old!

Captain Rezenov, who belongs to the Cheka special forces, is different from Yuri's field army with special forces, he is a professional in special operations, assassination, security, intelligence gathering and the like are all within his scope of expertise, regardless of his age, he is indeed an excellent soldier.

However, the gray hair and gray beard made this "excellent" discounted. At least that's what Yuri and Boris think, after all, Black Fire is not so easy to take advantage of.

Wearing a U.S. military combat uniform, Rezenov did not feel the slightest discomfort, and he also turned a blind eye to Boris's covert looks, drove the car very steadily in the driver's seat, and after driving for a while, Reznov began to slow down.

"What's wrong?" Yuri, the co-pilot, sensed a decrease in speed and immediately asked.

"Something is wrong!" Rezenov, with his instincts, felt that it was best not to go any further.

When he said this, Shan Junlan in the back seat became nervous, and he was smooth all the way, why did something happen in the end!

"It's fine." Grabbing Shan Junlan's hand to comfort the beauty who was a little nervous, Wen Hui turned to Boris, who was also in the back seat: "What's the matter?" ”

"There's an ambush ahead."

"Boss, there's an ambush."

Two voices, one is Boris who called up the satellite map, and the other came from Wen Hui's headphones, for insurance, Wen Hui divided the captain's people into two, one part was pressing the cargo on the ship, and the other part was secretly following the car to protect.

"Ambush?" That's too much to memorize! Wen Hui didn't expect to encounter such a thing, "Coming at us?" ”

"I don't know, now is not the time to worry about this." Boris closed his notebook and took out his long weapon and began to arm himself, Yuri and Rezenov in front were doing the same, and at the same time Rezhnov also gestured to the car behind to stop.

As soon as the car stopped, Wen Hui was about to get out of the car, when he saw a spark coming out of a place on the side of the road, and a thing with a tail flame went directly into the jeep with the head, and then there was a "boom~" sound, and the whole car and the passengers inside turned into a big fireball.

When the car lifted off the ground by the explosion fell back down, there was only a burning frame there.

"R~P~G~~" Wen Hui, who was still in a state of confusion, heard the classic howl.