Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

Langley suburb,

In a simple repair shop warehouse, Vodka saw that the basic color scheme in front of him was exactly the same as that of bourbon, but this time, like his elder brother, he was as cold as a copy and paste, and he looked at it several times.

Huh?

Why is it different from last time?

Of course, Ginjiu and Zhu Fu Jingguang knew very well that this was just a disguise for this kid in front of outsiders.

Zhufu Jingguang, who had heard You Tongran talking on the phone countless times about how he was like a nanny with naughty children, waited quietly for the next action order.

Hibiki clearly caught Vodka's gaze, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

He is just a waste who poses no threat to him in terms of force or intelligence.

As the last member to arrive at the warehouse, Hibiki, under the gaze of others, stretched out his palm towards the tattered combination lock beside the warehouse door that looked like it could no longer be used.

Pressed on the panel full of numeric buttons.

Then, the place touched by the palm suddenly lit up with red light, and then turned into green light in the blink of an eye.

"Boom..."

Along with the sound of mechanical operation, a deep passage entrance slowly appeared on the flat ground.

Gin was not surprised at all by this. He threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground, rolled it with his foot, and then walked into the dark passage first.

As his personal assistant, Vodka naturally followed closely, and was also transferred by an email. Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was urgently involved in this task, followed without hesitation.

Clemont and Paxton, who were left on the spot, took steps towards the entrance of the underground passage after seeing the people from the action team entering one after another.

Only Pinot Noir, after seeing Kyoya walking towards the entrance of the underground passage, she raised her legs and followed him, entering the secret space that existed underground.

She originally thought it was pitch black, but when she first entered the entrance, she saw a patch of light extending from the slope below her feet to the inside.

At the end of the slope less than two meters away, there was a bright light like day.

What catches the eye are rows of neatly arranged weapons and equipment with a clear layout.

There are countless pistols, rifles, sniper rifles, bombs of various styles and shapes, ammunition boxes stacked in the corners, individual rocket launchers and mortars standing on shelves, and scattered throughout the house. Anyone can confirm at a glance that this is a small arsenal.

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at the rows of hot weapons. The cold metallic luster not only made his blood boil, but also chilled his heart.

According to the information he learned from Vodka, there were only two people assigned to Whiskey to participate in this operation this time, one was his young tamer, and the other was Whiskey's treasured confidant Hibiki.

In order to block the mouths of Rum and others and prevent him from having another chance to exploit the situation, Whiskey not only handed over his precious confidants to Gin's command, but also contributed the stronghold in hand and the corresponding supply of weapons and equipment.

Therefore, when it comes to whiskey and bourbon staying in Washington, even Rum, who dislikes whiskey the most, turns a blind eye.

Zhu Fu Jingguang knew that the weapons and equipment in front of him were just an inconspicuous part of what Whiskey had in hand.

It can maintain the supply of all weapons and equipment for the entire organization, and can also supply external goods, occupying a huge market share in the arms smuggling business in the other world.

The equipment team under Whiskey must have extremely complete large-scale mechanized production lines, as well as smuggling lines all over the world.

Moreover, the weapon storage in his hand is definitely a terrifying number.

At first, Rum lost whiskey worth 30 billion worth of arms, but this did not affect the organization's supply of weapons and equipment.

Even if the share of external supply is reduced, everyone knows that this does not mean that Whiskey's arms are really exhausted.

How could such a genius with extraordinary intelligence and city strategies that are beyond the reach of ordinary people not have a few trump cards in his hand.

Thinking of this, Zhu Fu Jingguang suddenly wanted to sigh again:

Such a genius should have been the pillar of the country, a righteous policeman who shined to protect the security of the country and the happy life of the people.

Now, it is a powerful opponent they must face on their journey to eradicate the organization.

It can be said that as long as the whiskey lasts, his equipment team will continue to provide weapons and equipment to the organization.

By then, even if they win the fight against the organization, as long as the organization is still alive, they will be able to make a comeback with the weapons and equipment in Whiskey's hands.

Wandering among the rows of weapons and equipment, Zhu Fu Jingguang stared at everything he saw, as if he could smell the smoke of war in the future.

Gin glanced around, his eyes flickering over the mini bombs on the shelf on the right, and motioned to the vodka beside him to load a batch and take it away.

Then she turned to look at Chianti, whose eyes were shining like a weasel that fell into a chicken farm, and asked her to calm down.

Chianti, who was drooling at the sniper rifles all over the wall and wanted every one of them, felt the cold gaze coming from behind him. He subconsciously wiped his mouth with his hand, and then neatly reached out and took out no less than five sniper rifles.

Although the new gun needs to be run-in, it doesn't matter. She can get it first, and then wait for the operation here to be completed, practice her skills in the training ground, and then choose some non-technical tasks.

At this point, Chianti finally had time to pay attention to her partner.

Swipe left and right, huh?

What about people?

Finally, Chianti saw his partner Cohen in the corner diagonally behind him, staring unblinkingly at the individual rocket launcher on the shelf in the corner.

"What, you want to take this with you?"

Holding his precious new gun in his arms, Chianti walked up to Cohen and asked.

Cohen nodded slowly, with a shy blush on his face.

"Then take it. I won't use it this time. It will always come in handy."

The cheapness of whiskey cannot be taken advantage of.

Vodka diligently packed the equipment that his eldest brother was interested in into the empty boxes next to him one by one, and then placed the boxes on the cart in the warehouse.

Clermont is the same as vodka, and the cart at hand is full of his favorite weapons and equipment.

The intelligence team's arms expenditures for the next three years were all paid to the equipment team and operations team. Given their stingy temperament, their team leader Rum was asked to spend at his own expense, which was definitely not as generous as the organization's public funds.

It is estimated that their equipment share will be up to 60% by then. It would be a fool not to take advantage of this time to get more.

Clemont thinks he is not smart, but he does not think he is a fool. For this reason, he also picked out a lot of equipment for his partner Bacardi.

Hibiki watched indifferently as Vodka and Clermont prepared to empty out the small arsenal, but his eyelids twitched when Cohen and Pinot Noir were happily carrying individual rocket launchers.

Unlike those who were cheerful, Paxton looked shy, but she was holding a man-made mortar firmly in her hand.

Zhu Fu Jingguang stared dumbfoundedly at the others who were sweeping away goods as if they were purchasing goods. He looked down at a sniper rifle in his hand, and then looked up at Vodka who was moving things out with a "hum hum hum" sound.

Finally, under Hibiki's gaze, he turned around silently and firmly stretched out his hand towards the equipment in front of him.

Zero, let me bring you some souvenirs.

Half an hour later, everyone except Hibiki was fully loaded... Ah hasn't returned yet.

Among the few people, apart from Hibiki, only Gin still maintained his previous demeanor. Of course, he had to ignore the exhausted Vodka next to him.

Returning to the warehouse floor, Gin neatly arranged the next tasks for the operators in front of him:

"Tomorrow at eight o'clock in the morning, the secret agent organized by the CIA will appear at Grant Station to deliver the latest information.

Clermont, Paxton, and Scotland, you work as a team of three. You will ambush at the trading location tonight and capture the secret agent alive.

Hibiki, Pinot Noir, you are responsible for paying attention to the surrounding situation. Once you find traces of the CIA around the hidden line, deal with it immediately and leave no one alive. "

"Didn't that secret agent never show up before? How do you confirm that the other party can show up this time?"

Paxton asked.

Gin glanced at Vodka, who immediately gave an explanation:

"Mr. Champagne contacted the secret source yesterday and said that there was an important operation that required internal assistance. The matter was of great importance and he wanted to meet with the other party in person to discuss it in detail."

Belmod has sent the information about the secret agent codenamed Mancino to Gin and others. According to the existing information and pictures, they will definitely be able to recognize the member of Mancino as long as he shows up.

At the moment, there is an order from the superior. Even though Champagne is not Mancino's direct boss, as the captain of the direct team, Mr.'s spokesperson in the organization, and the liaison for this search operation, as long as Mancino does not want to be suspected by his superiors of being a traitor, It will definitely appear.

If there is really a problem with Mancino, or if someone from the CIA is now contacting them instead of Mancino, then the active appearance of the core cadres of the black organization must be an excellent catch for them. Capture opportunities.

Therefore, by then, a Mancino will definitely show up at Grant Station.

"If Mancino is discovered by the CIA, will our operation alert him?"

Pinot Noir then asked.

"What we want is for them to move."

Gin gave a sneer, with a hint of expectation.

Zhu Fu Jingguang noticed Qinjiu's mood and was a little confused:

"What if there's nothing wrong with Mancino?"

"There will be no ifs."

Gin's tone was decisive.

Since Whiskey specifically mentioned Mancino, there must be something wrong with this person.

Whiskey never once goes wrong in this regard.

Recalling the countless undercover traitors picked out from the equipment team during Whiskey's ten years, the look in Gin's eyes became more determined.

When no one else had any objections, Gin made a few more hasty explanations, and then the short meeting ended and everyone dispersed.

Bring them full harvest.

The warehouse manager who had just walked from the repair shop to the warehouse acted as if he didn't see anything and allowed several cars filled with hot weapons and equipment to drive out.

In fact, in addition to this seemingly dilapidated and empty warehouse, including a normally operating repair shop outside, as well as two or three external storefronts and shops in the surrounding area, these were all purchased by the equipment team in Langley.

Combined, they formed a stronghold for the equipment group on the outskirts of Langley.

Of course, the most important thing is the repair shop. All the employees working there, including the cleaners who clean, are all members of the organization.

Gin, who always travels in antique Porsches, condescended to sit in a black van.

A large number of boxes were stacked openly in the back seat of the car, which was covered with black privacy film.

This time, he specifically set the location of the temporary action meeting here in order to collect some equipment from Whiskey, so when he came, he directly asked Vodka to drive a large-capacity van.

Clemont didn't know in advance, so he drove a car over, but when he learned that he could choose the equipment at will, he directly asked the repair shop employees to borrow a small van.

As for Pinot Noir and Paxton, they usually like to drive wild cars like Hummers and easily store a few boxes of equipment.

Chianti and Cohen, on the other hand, followed Clermont's lead.

In the end, Hibiki came out with nothing and empty hands. He watched Scotland's car leave quickly after a stream of traffic appeared, and sent the news that this small arsenal had been almost ransacked by Gin and others to Whiskey via email. On hand.

Along with this news, there was also Gin's task arrangement for him today.

When he received the email, Whiskey was in the top-floor office of a skyscraper built entirely by the Karasuma Consortium in downtown Washington. As the heir to the Karasuma Consortium, Sonobu Karasuma, he was remotely participating in the monthly summary of the Karasuma Consortium online. General Assembly.

This building is the central building of the Karasuma Foundation's branch in Berry Country.

The top floor has been reserved for a long time and is an integrated office and rest area specially prepared for Karasuma Renye.

Today, this top floor has a new owner, the heir to the Karasuma Consortium.

Although Whiskey has arrived in Berry Country and no longer walks around as Karasuma Sonobu, Karasuma Renye's previous order to familiarize him with the affairs of the Karasuma Consortium did not end.

Therefore, after receiving the news from Karasuma's butler, even though Whiskey was not interested, he still followed Karasuma Renye's wishes and put on a red embroidered gold sleeve with the Karasuma family crest printed on it. A feather fabric of the same color but with a more colorful and gorgeous pattern.

Sitting in the office on the top floor of the central building of the Karasuma Consortium branch.

Listening to the boring reports from each branch with an expressionless face, Whiskey's face only looked a little better when he received an email from Hibiki.

Whiskey was not surprised to learn that Gin and others had removed almost half of the weapons and equipment from the small arsenal on the outskirts of Langley.

Since he agreed to provide weapons and equipment, he was naturally prepared to be ripped off.

Anyway, he doesn't have one thousand, but eight hundred in this small arsenal.

However, if the operation starts tomorrow, he must complete the preparations here as soon as possible. Once there is specific information about the equipment, as a core cadre, he must get there as soon as possible and participate in the final operation.

Because SS-class equipment was of great importance, he had to witness the destruction of the equipment with his own eyes along with several others.

And this is one of the reasons why the five core cadres including Karasuma Renya and Ming Gin all rushed to Berry Country.

At the same time, Toru Amuro, who was busy writing and memorizing various materials, could not help but twitch his left eyelid.