Rebirth: Romania Rising

"Cough cough cough."

There was a weak coughing sound in the room.

A man named Abraham was sitting at the table with a cold and low fever, and his face was pale.

Sitting in front of the table, the table is filled with various cold medicines.He picked up a bottle of medicine, opened the cap and poured some granules into the kettle.Then, he picked up the kettle and carefully poured hot water into the cup, stirring evenly to dissolve the particles.

I took a sip of the potion and felt the warm and soothing feeling.Sitting at the table, the effects of the medication were relieving his symptoms and making him feel like he was on his way back to health.

However, this peaceful moment was broken by an uninvited guest in red and crimson clothes outside the door...

When Abraham looked up, he happened to see Victor standing in front of the door. He suddenly let out an exclamation and accidentally dropped the pills in his hand on the table, and then scattered them all over the floor.

"Hello Abraham, do you know me?"

"Sir Victor!"

When Abraham saw Victor's face clearly, he recognized him immediately. He quickly swung from his chair, stood up unsteadily, and was stunned.

Victor turned his head and looked over. This man looked sick and thin. When he stood up, he was top-heavy and coughed. He didn't look like someone who could sneak into his office?

"Sit down and wait until you take the medicine."

Abraham finished taking the medicine and forced a smile: "I wonder if the commander came to see me with a message. What's going on?"

Victor took out an envelope and several newspaper clippings from his arms, and waved them in the air.

"You must remember, the anonymous letter." Victor's tone was cold and his face was serious. "You said there is a conspiracy in the army. Whether it is true or false, you have to give me an explanation."

Abraham couldn't help but froze at this moment.There was no more falsehood or panic in front of Victor.

"I didn't expect that the commander would be so courageous that he would take the trouble to find me."

"Abraham, you took great pains to send me a letter and told me there was a conspiracy. What is it? Why did you do this? Who is involved?"

Abraham was in poor health. He was frightened by Victor just now. He coughed and talked about his experience:

"After the recruit training was completed, during the holidays, because my home was far away, I chose to stay in the military camp and only went out to play for two days... This is what happened..."

Victor didn't pay much attention at first and just listened to his story.But as he told the story of the incident, Victor's expression changed, a chill ran down his spine, and he became more and more nervous!

After hearing what happened, Victor asked Abraham some details, picked up paper and pen, and recorded his confession in outline.

"Finally, Abraham, let me ask you, are all your statements true?"

Abraham said feebly: "Sir, I promise that everything I said is true, absolutely true!"

"Click" sound.Victor closed the cap of his pen and put away the note with detailed records and dense handwriting.

Victor never expected that a small anonymous letter would involve such a major management incident!

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"Arms smuggling!?"

Everyone's eyes widened when they heard Victor say this word.

"Yes, it's arms smuggling, it even happens around us!"

Victor told the two about Abraham's experience:

It was two days after Victor and Alexei entered the city. It rained heavily. Abraham took shelter from the rain in a hut in the Ferentari district not far from the military camp. In a house in the wilderness, Abraham Thought it was an abandoned house that no one lived in.

After waiting for a long time, Abraham unexpectedly fell asleep in the house. When he woke up, it was already dark, rain was still falling outside, and several people came outside the house and were arguing.

Abraham saw them carrying shiny knives and even guns. He was afraid of a gang fight, so he hid under the bed without being seen by them, so he heard what they were discussing..."

Abraham heard at least four people talking in the house. Some were complaining about the bad weather, while others were bargaining. They were probably talking about how some bags of bullets were damp because of the weather and could not be sold at a good price. Another person was complaining that he could not sell the bullets at a good price. Being found to have tried his best...

He was frightened when he heard that. After the rain stopped, those people left. He followed their whereabouts boldly, but found two groups of people trading under a hidden abandoned building. They were really smuggling!Abraham was almost discovered at that time, so he hurriedly escaped by crawling on the ground. He rushed back to the military camp in the rain and fell ill.

"Smuggling and buying arms is really unscrupulous and does all kinds of evil!"

Alexey muttered that he still believed in the rule of law and had great feelings for the army, so he despised this kind of criminal behavior.

Victor said: "Between the army camp and the suburbs, there is a wilderness. There is no police force. Smuggling there is indeed logical."

Betif was a little unbelievable: "I have been working in the military camp for several years, how come I haven't heard of smuggling? Who has the courage?"

"Indeed, there are." Victor spoke with a gloomy expression: "Don't forget the Bakur gang. I saw it in the county seat at that time, not to mention Bucharest, the birthplace of the Bakur gang. Their arms I’m afraid the smuggling has been going on for many years.”

"The smuggling trade has been going on for many years? How come it hasn't been discovered?" Everyone was a little surprised that the gang was so close to them.

Victor replied: "Indeed, if standard weapons are sold, it can be easily identified. Those weapons are numbered from the beginning of production, and then escorted to the local arsenal by special car specialists. The transportation requirements are strict and the channels are clear. Once lost, It’s easy to recover.”

Everyone nodded, these are the clear rules that they memorized during military training like a jingle:

The military has made it clear that guns should never leave people.Kill the enemy and go to the front line, charging forward with your gun.

Guns and bullets can kill enemies, but they can also protect yourself.Man is the messenger of the gun, and the gun is the protector.

Seeing a gun as two lives, this statement is extremely powerful.If it's a child's play, not only will the battle not be won.

Losing lives is a small matter, but destroying the three armies is more important.Regardless of whether they are soldiers or generals, they love guns equally.

When a person is with a gun, he is there; when a gun is thrown away, it is like destroying a person.When a soldier knows this, he will be at peace if he protects his gun.

"But everyone has overlooked a key issue, that is, we are the Third Army." Victor shook his head helplessly.

"The Third Army does not have much else. It has the most types of ordnance. Rifles are cheap and have the largest quantity. The types are even more miscellaneous. There can be several different models and guns of different ages in the same army."

"These are what we are exposed to in normal combat training. If we have them in the arsenal, there must be more firearms at the bottom of the warehouse."

As a time traveler, Victor's understanding of those firearm models is much better than that of big-headed soldiers like Alexey.

In his previous life, Victor had also heard of the jokes about logistical supplies and battles caused by inconsistent weapon models.So when I saw the current situation of the Third Army's barbaric and free-range development, I wanted to try my best to dissuade the superiors, but of course this didn't help.

Compared with the elite First and Second Legions, the Third Legion can only be positioned as a training camp for new recruits and new officers. Excellent soldiers or officials have been dragged to the elite troops. So far, only the bastards are still standing here... Except Kedo!

Of course, as a health-replenishing package, the Third Army continuously accepts retired equipment from various units from all directions.These equipment models are messy and numerous, and it is easy to exploit loopholes, thus attracting greedy eyes from both inside and outside the army.

With the official inaction of the military and even deliberate concealment, this has intensified the rampant arms smuggling. The considerable arsenal of the Third Army has become the paradise of the Bakur gang.

As a conscientious person, Victor certainly knows what shameless things these gangsters will do once they get their hands on a gun. He will never let go of any violation of the law or military regulations.

Gangs, arms smuggling, multi-person cooperation.It happened to Victor, who was a new official.This is no longer an ordinary case. Here comes another opportunity for you to get promoted, make a fortune, and serve your country with loyalty!

The three of them were greatly encouraged, raised their heads and looked at Victor, and made up their minds: "Sir Victor, we are going to fight you!

"In this case, all the fingers point to one person, and he is inevitably involved." Victor lowered his voice and said word by word:

“Abraham also said that when he was hiding under the bed, he vaguely heard this person’s name—Marshe Piot, a clerk in the ordnance logistics management team!”

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