Take a plane to Africa

Chapter 584 Returning with a full load of ammunition (Recommendation: My Japanese Coaching Life)

"Can you give us 30?" Vasily asked involuntarily.

"30 pieces?" The proprietress's beautiful eyes widened. Her eyelashes were very long and curly.

"Of course." Vasily said calmly.

"We don't have that many in stock." The proprietress shook her head, "There are only 10, do you want it?"

"I want them all." Vasily nodded,
"That's good." The proprietress smiled, showing a charming smile, "How many bullets do you need?"

"How many do you have?"

"3000 rounds."

"Everything." Vasily said again with a cheerful face.

Maybe it's been a long time since I saw such a wealthy buyer. This time, the proprietress even took out some weapons and equipment from the bottom of the box, including the VSS "meat grinder" silent assault rifle that is rarely seen on the market.

"Is the sound really low?" Raff likes firearms, and he is also deeply fascinated by them. After seeing the beautiful proprietress brag about how awesome this silent rifle is, he couldn't help frowning and expressed question.

"Of course." The proprietress picked up the silent rifle with a cheerful face and loaded three bullets.

"Ka..." There was only a slight sound, and in an instant, a faint smell of gunpowder floated out from the gun body.

"How is it?" The proprietress pointed to the small hole on the ground.

With the faint light of the flashlight, everyone immediately saw a bullet hole the same size as the diameter of the bullet.

"Not bad." Raff believed this time, this gun is really good.

"The special forces of the former Soviet Union used this original version when they invaded Afghanistan. At that time, the Afghans were completely fooled, until one time the Soviets pretended to be awesome, and they were besieged by tens of thousands of Afghans. Only then did the Afghans know the secret of why the Soviets were so awesome." The proprietress said seriously.

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly spoke again, "August, you are Russian, do you know this story?"

August shook his head, "I don't know."

Vasily smiled slightly, "I know this story, it happened in the 80s of last century, when the former Soviet Union invaded Afghanistan."

The proprietress smiled slightly, "That's right, buddy."

Soon, they purchased the required weapons and equipment from this arms dealer, including body armor, rocket launchers, grenades and other auxiliary equipment.

All these weapons and equipment were packed in wooden boxes, so it didn't take much effort. The six militiamen they brought filled the space of the van, and even Yang Tianlong and his off-road vehicle trunks were stuffed. fully.

The total cost of all weapons and equipment is 200 million US dollars.

All cash transactions...

The proprietress didn't bother to count them, she just randomly picked up a few and checked the authenticity, then nodded involuntarily.

"Happy cooperation next time." The proprietress smiled slightly.

……

It was already six o'clock in the evening when Yang Tianlong and the others returned to the hotel. Since these guys were all packed in wooden boxes, the hotel staff didn't see any clues.

After a simple dinner and a short rest, Doc led the militiamen to entertain at the hotel, while Yang Tianlong, Raff, Vasily and August drove to Eddie's lair.

In the lair, they didn't stay for long.

Yang Tianlong once again controlled his consciousness to Meng Diao, this time he found nothing but the lights in the three villas were on.

"Could it be that Eddie isn't inside?" Yang Tianlong frowned, and quickly regained his consciousness.

In order to prove his guess, every half hour, Yang Tianlong would use his consciousness to control Meng Diao to check the situation in the villa. Except for one or two women who looked like servants, he seemed to have never seen anyone else .

Until the evening when Wilmots and the others were picked up at the airport, Yang Tianlong still didn't find any clues about Eddie's villa.

He began to feel a little uneasy in his heart, but he was able to calm down quickly, and he couldn't feel uneasy just because he didn't see anyone inside for one night.

After picking up Wilmots, let Doc and the others go back to the hotel first, while Yang Tianlong and the others, led by August, chose a famous cafe in Mogadishu and sat down there.

Although Wilmots looked a little tired, he was in good spirits. This was his first visit to the second African country besides Congo, so he seemed more excited.

After chatting happily for half an hour, they began to plan their future actions.

On weekdays, everyone has a sense of tacit understanding, so today's discussion quickly came to fruition.

The most important thing at present is the trace of Eddie.

August was very enthusiastic, and he told Yang Tianlong and the others all the locations of Eddie's residences. These residences are basically located in Mogadishu, so everyone simply summed them up, then Just need to hurry up and do some detective work.

As long as Eddie's whereabouts are confirmed, Yang Tianlong and the others swear that they will definitely haunt Eddie and the others like brown sugar.

But what they are doing in Mogadishu right now is not only to detect Eddie's whereabouts, but also to buy second-hand motorcycles and maintain them at the same time, so as not to break down while running ;At the same time, we must continue to organize militia training, which cannot be ignored because of the recent tasks.

After a simple summation again, the training was handed over to Vasily; the purchase of second-hand motorcycles was handed over to Wilmots. This guy is also a master repairman with strong hands-on ability. Unless it's a replacement, he always repairs it by himself; while Raf and Yang Tianlong keep track of Eddie's whereabouts 24 hours a day.

As for August, this guy mainly provides information to everyone. After all, his boss, Mr. Moses, has a good relationship with Eddie.

Of course, August is not so stupid as to take the initiative to ask Mr. Moses about Eddie's situation.

All the work tasks were arranged, and after everyone drank coffee for a while, it was over.

It was still early morning when we got back to the hotel.

Mogadishu in the early morning is like a ghost town, because the country has limited power resources, so basically at night, except for the main road and some foreigners, there are street lights, and the rest of the place is completely dark.

Those who robbed, took drugs, and fought in the field...

Yang Tianlong and the others have seen enough these days.

Back in the room, after a brief wash, Yang Tianlong fell into a deep sleep again. Before going to bed, he could even set an alarm on his phone.

　Thanks for the support of the monthly ticket of "holding half a bowl of rice", thank you brother

　　
　
(End of this chapter)