Wang Xingang rushed to the place where the helicopter crashed and saw that the helicopter had not fallen very badly, and the ground was full of thick branches with very new stubble. It seems that it did not fall directly to the ground, but fell between two large pine trees, and after most of the falling force was removed by the thick pine branches, it fell to the ground, and it looked like the cabin was still intact.

Lao Wang stepped forward to carry the shock wave force, and opened the hatch that was about to be squeezed, and suddenly the muzzle of an internal force shotgun stretched out towards him, pushing him out of the hatch. Lao Wang didn't care about the internal force gun on his chest at all, but stuck his head into the cabin as much as he could to look at the situation inside. I saw that the front of the cabin was luxuriously decorated, with refrigerators, wine cabinets and other facilities, and the only thing that was uncoordinated was the passengers. There were three people in the cabin, one of the pilots was sitting in the driver's seat, wearing a pilot's leather jacket and a helmet, and first-class blood was flowing from his neck under the helmet. One was pointing a gun at him, and the other was standing aside with an axe. Both of them were ragged and unkempt, and they were looking at him with fearful eyes. At the back of the cabin were neatly stacked grains, including flour and rice, as well as some irregular bags that looked like frozen meat. It's not like a police firefighting helicopter.

"What's going on with you? A detainee who escaped from a helicopter from prison? The old king laughed and teased them. But none of the three moved, nor did they put down their guns and axes.

"Why don't you take care of the pilot's wounds first?" Lao Wang asked again, he was obviously a little impatient. His time was precious, and he didn't want to spend it on these three fools. Seeing that the three of them still didn't react, he reached out and grabbed the gun on his chest, and the other hand grabbed the axe of the other person, and then pushed the two people at the door away with the force of the shockwave, and bent down into the cabin. The two men were pushed by him, and fell to the floor of the cabin, unable to move for a moment.

He first took off the pilot's helmet to check his injuries, and saw that the man was only a little broken, and there was no major problem. He slapped him in the face to sober him up first. Then he looked at the equipment in the piloting part of the plane, and it was strange that he found that this was not any domestic military or civilian helicopter, but was disguised with a foreign military helicopter. But this foreign military helicopter has not been introduced in our country. He immediately dismissed the idea of reporting to the main station, and at the same time turned off the headset. He decided to see what was going on.

He kicked the three people out of the cabin, made them stand in a line, and then intentionally or unintentionally pointed the muzzle of the gun in his hand at them, and then asked, "Who are you?" ”

The guy who was pointing a gun at him just now looked at the half-length rack on his lap and said, "Who are you first?" ”

Lao Wang originally thought that these three people had escaped from the Yalu River, but as soon as he heard the other party speak, Lao Wang knew that he was not a foreigner, but an authentic Chinese, and a northeasterner. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, he didn't want to deal with this kind of international dispute at this time. So he said: "My name is Wang Xingang, I have just been demobilized from the troops in the northwest region, and I am chasing Qi Yunsheng. Okay, I'm done, it's your turn. ”

The three of them looked at each other, and finally the guy who spoke just now said, "Can you help us find someone from the guild?" We have important information to report to the top. ”

Lao Wang is very dissatisfied with these three guys, not only do they always not answer questions, but they keep making demands, isn't this a waste of time! He stepped forward and pointed his finger at the man's chest and said, "Can you still have a pleasant chat, basic politeness or not, if you have a question, you have to answer, answer my question first, or, believe it or not, I'll stuff you into that tin box now, and close the door again, and then I'll turn around and leave." ”

The pilot with the broken head suddenly seemed to remember something, and said to Lao Wang: "Wait, what do you say your name is?" ”

Lao Wang was really angry this time, and shouted: "My name is Wang Xingang!" Don't change the subject anymore! Answer the question! ”

The guy with the broken head grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, wiped it on his face, wiped the blood from his face, and then he tried to put on a smiling face and said to Lao Wang: "Team Wang, I'm Liu Fuli, three years ago, I drove a helicopter to pick up your team from the desert in Taklamakan Desert, have you forgotten?" ”

In the eight years that Lao Wang has been in the army, he has sent out 800 missions not thousands of times, and has entered and exited the desert dozens of times, how can he remember a helicopter pilot who assisted in transportation, but he did not snub the other party, after all, he may be a comrade-in-arms, so he also showed a big smile, and then said: "It turned out to be Xiao Liu, then this matter is simple, you quickly tell me what is going on, I have an idea for you." ”

Liu Fuli excitedly introduced the glorious deeds of Lao Wang to the two companions, saying that he was a legendary figure in the army. Lao Wang listened patiently, and stopped urging him, who made him his comrade-in-arms. After listening to Liu Fuli's introduction, the two people obviously relaxed, no longer stood honestly, but walked back to the cabin to rest. Only Liu Fuli was left alone to explain their situation to Lao Wang.

Liu Fuli was demobilized two years ago. Because in the army he flew a helicopter. So instead of going back to the small county town in his hometown to look for a job, he came to the provincial capital of Harbin to see if there were any tourism companies recruiting helicopter pilots. I don't know if it was lucky or unlucky, he just arrived in Harbin and came across a company that was recruiting helicopter pilots. He saw that the treatment was good, so he signed up excitedly.

Unexpectedly, this was the beginning of his nightmare. On his first day at work, he was arranged by the company to carry a transportation mission into the depths of the Daxing'an Mountains. When he arrived, he was taken under control, and he never left the mountain again. He had been working as a transport man in the mountains, but every flight was monitored with a gun to prevent him from running away in a helicopter.

"What is that place?" Wang Xingang asked.

Liu Fuli thought for a while and said, "I think it's like a black mine. ”

"What minerals are worth delivering by helicopter? Even living supplies are helicopters, this must be a gold mine, right? Lao Wang guessed.

Liu Fuli shook his head and said, "No! It is an internal force alloy ore. ”

Lao Wang silently began to calculate the account in his heart: "My short knife is about 20 kilograms, and the material cost is 60,000 yuan, so each kilogram is about 3,000 yuan, which is much more expensive than ordinary steel." ”

Lao Wang didn't count, and pretended to be an expert and echoed: "Hmm! Internal force alloy ore is a bit of a head. No wonder someone secretly opened a black mine. But it's still not as valuable as gold mines, a gram of gold is now nearly three hundred yuan, and the top internal force alloy is a hundred times. ”

Liu Fuli looked at Lao Wang like a stupid claw, wondering if this strange thing had just come down from Mars. Seeing that Liu Fuli's expression was different, Lao Wang felt that he might have said the wrong thing, so he asked, "What?" Am I not right? ”

Liu Fuli smiled bitterly and began to popularize science to Lao Wang: "At present, there are only two internal force alloy mines in the world, all of which are located in China. One is in the Wuyi Mountains of Fujian Province and the other is in a branch of the Kunlun Mountains in the northwest. Moreover, the output of these two mines is extremely low, and the annual output of the two mines is less than 150 tons. Whereas, dark iron is only a semi-finished product of an internal force alloy. One ton of dark iron can only be extracted from about 300 kilograms of internal force alloys after refining.

"The technology for refining high-purity internal force alloys is now in the hands of an American company. Of course, it can also be refined in China, but the purity and quality are much worse than others'. The mass of the internal force alloy is measured by the perceived rate of the internal forces. The international standard is to set the perception of internal force in the body as 100 points for a master of subtlety, and the internal force perception rate of the best American internal force alloy can reach 70%. The average of the general U.S.-made internal force alloy is about 50 points, while the domestic products are generally around 30 points. Now the situation with the alloy of internal forces is that China mainly controls the resources, while the United States mainly masters the technology. With the enhancement of the ability of the warriors and the improvement of their status, the internal force alloy has long become a sought-after strategic material. China and the United States have also become both cooperative and wary of each other's handling of internal force alloys.

"In the past, there were few martial artists, so the internal force alloy was a bit excessive, and the supply exceeded demand. But now the number of warriors in the world has skyrocketed, and the latest estimate is probably more than 15,000. The domestic martial artists are still close to the water, and on average, each martial artist has an internal force alloy weapon, but with the continuous emergence of new martial artists, the internal force alloy has long been in short supply. You must know that many foreign warriors do not even have crude black iron weapons. ”

When Lao Wang heard this, he couldn't help but take out his short knife and hand it to Liu Fuli, asking him to take a look, and said that he bought it for 120,000 yuan. Liu Fuli took it and looked at it, shook his head with a smile, then returned the knife to him, and introduced the current market of internal force alloy.

Only then did Wang know that the value of internal force alloys has been rising in recent years. Taking the short knife in Lao Wang's hand as an example, it was made by Xiao Lu five years ago with smuggled American-made internal force alloy, the whole knife weighed 19.8 kilograms, and the actual amount of alloy used was 19 kilograms. At that time, he only spent 120,000 yuan on this knife, and if he worked half-time, that is, 19 kilograms of internal force alloy was only 60,000 yuan, and one kilogram was only more than 3,000 yuan. Of course, this is Xiao Lu's black market price, which is half cheaper than what the guild's official-run internal force weapon manufacturing company sold at that time. But now, five years later, you can only buy four or five grams of internal force alloy for 3,000 yuan. Yes, now it is all sold on "grams", and its value has long surpassed that of gold. Lao Wang has been crying poor, but in fact, what he pins to his waist every day is a knife worth tens of millions.

Only then did he realize that Xiao Lu was greedy for money and stingy, and people were extremely generous to him.