The knife was parked at the door of the warehouse in Guo Liangjun's car, and although he didn't see anyone, Guo Liangjun was still a little nervous.

As a veteran who has been on the battlefield, he knows the kind of consciousness that his head is aimed at at the muzzle of the gun, and his subconscious is still trembling.

That's not a good feeling, especially when your head is ready to be beaten into a rotten watermelon at any time with the movement of a finger.

The warehouse door on the concession wharf slowly opened in the starlight, and there was a faint sonorous sound that was difficult to hear without paying attention.

Guo Liangjun and the knife were both frightened by what they saw, and their mouths were half open and they couldn't close for a while.

A team of men dressed in gray urban combat uniforms came out.

A camouflage-like futuristic steel helmet, wearing a black stab-proof tactical vest with fiberglass plates, and a man with a full set of protective gear on his limbs, is slowly coming out of it in a neat phalanx.

The knife with better eyesight than Guo Liangjun glanced at it, and quietly said to Guo Liangjun,

"Look at their hands, with tiger fingers."

Following the gaze of the knife, the men were holding the hands of the HP90 short assault rifles on their bodies, wearing half-fingered gloves. The fist is prominent, with a bulge of less than a centimeter.

Both Daozi and Guo Liangjun understand now that these guys in front of them are trained like killing machines.

The silent square moved in formation, giving people an unstoppable momentum when the large piece of steel moved slowly, which neither Guo Liangjun nor Dao could accurately describe in his mind.

People in the Internet age will not use avalanches to describe them, but will use mudslides to describe them.

Silent, slow, deadly.

This is especially true when the average height of this silent iron block reaches two meters and two or three.

"Brother Guo, I'm here, you and Daozi will go back, thank you two for your assistance. In addition, Brother Guo, as I just said, the security captain of KRC Radio is serious, you think about it. ”

Although Zhang Sixing whispered a long list of words, it was a pity that the knife and Guo Liangjun were shocked by the soldiers who came out of the warehouse, and they didn't hear a word at all.

They looked at the "tall" soldier in the phalanx in front of them in a daze, and even this included the knife beside him, after all, this situation should not appear in the human world at all in their minds.

And when people in the Internet age see it, they will guess whether this is the Grim Reaper Corps who encountered Anubis.

Because they are much taller than ordinary people, if you look closely at their legs are much longer than ordinary people, they can run much faster than ordinary people.

Such a person only goes to catch a group of profiteers, and he is dealing with ordinary bodyguards, which is completely the rhythm of killing chickens with knives.

In fact, such a group of people does have that kind of power.

"Brother Guo......"

When Zhang Sixing, who came to Guo Liangjun's side, greeted him for the second time, he came over clearly.

"Ah, Brother Sixing, what did you just say."

"I said, we're going to act according to the address next, I just told Zhang Xiaolin and Du Yuesheng, you are the security captain of our KRC radio, it's not nonsense."

Guo Liangjun's heart swelled with a hot current, and getting the position of the security captain of the KRC radio station in Shanghai Tang portends something to him and the organization behind him.

It is possible to open its mouth to the international community, and the voice of a German radio station is normally more trusted than the chairman's radio.

Guo Liangjun, who was a little stunned for a while, asked in disbelief,

"Brother Sixing, what do you mean ......"

Zhang Sixing nodded slowly, licked his lips, and asked in a dry voice,

"Thank you, but you know I have to ...... about this"

Zhang Sixing nodded slowly again,

"Needless to say, if Brother Guo is allowed, the safety of KRC Radio will be handed over to you."

After that, Zhang Sixing turned his face and asked the knife,

"Thank you Brother Knife, how are you interested in working as a security guard under Brother Guo of KRC Radio, we are a German company, so the salary is ...... or something"

Regarding Zhang Sixing's arrangement, of course Daozi knew that it was a good errand. Probably everyone knows that foreign companies are making good money. But the knife still refused,

"The eldest sister is kind to me, I can't leave the field and throw her alone, thank you Mr. Zhang for your kindness."

Zhang Sixing didn't say much about this, but replied,

"It's a good habit to value love and justice, so if you encounter something in the future, you will go to the radio station to find Brother Guo, and he will tell me the news."

This arrangement knife is satisfied, especially in the future, I am afraid that he will also be regarded as a person on the scene. After all, the Shanghai Tang Big Three all know that he has a relationship with Mr. Zhang in front of him, which is very beneficial to his future development.

"Please come back, you two, we still have something to do."

As Zhang Sixing spoke, Guo Liangjun's driver hurriedly drove with a look in his eyes. It's just that Guo Liangjun's eyes have been looking at those armies with envy, armed with the best equipment in the world.

After a long time of collecting his gaze from those people, Guo Liangjun said softly,

"Knife, thank you for today."

As he spoke, he took out the ocean from his bosom.

The friendship between the two is actually not deep, but after arriving in Shanghai, they have to find these local snakes to help with some things.

What Guo Liangjun didn't expect was that the knife blocked his hand,

"Mr. Guo, thank you Mr. Zhang for calling me brother today, as long as the younger brother helps me in the future, please don't be polite, brother Guo will definitely go to the soup and fight again."

For Guo Liangjun, having a stable underworld brother will only be of better help to him in his future activities in Shanghai. In particular, if he can serve as the head of the KRC radio security team, it will undoubtedly be of great significance to his future development.

He can arrange for some people to learn the technology there, or he can take some manuscripts that have been rejected by the government radio station and take them to KRC radio to broadcast.

After all, it was a German radio station, and in the ears of many people, it would be more impartial.

Seeing the two figures moving away, Zhang Sixing turned around and ran towards his team. Raul ran towards him with Tetsujiro Yamaoka.

The former was naturally a full set of new equipment, while the latter wore a set of Japanese military commanders' uniforms. And in Zhang Sixing's hands, there is no shortage of complete uniforms and military ranks.

"Yamaoka, I have an important matter for you to do, which requires you to infiltrate the Japanese war zone."

"Yes, my lord, Tetsujiro Yamaoka will complete the task you have assigned."

Zhang Sixing knew that this was the end, because Tetsujiro Yamaoka once said that if Zhang Sixing died, he would commit suicide. And if the Sino-Japanese War ends, no matter which side wins, ask Zhang Sixing to allow him to commit suicide.

"That's good, as long as you complete the task, then tomorrow our operation will be half successful, as for the other half......"

Hearing that Zhang Sixing finished arranging the task, Hansen. Raul handed over the equipment at the right time,

"Sir, your gear. I gotta say it's so good, it's really armed to the teeth. ”

Of course, at this moment, he is wearing a fiberglass mask with a painted skeleton on his face, even if it is not bulletproof, it can be terrifying at night.