Traveling through the sword to engage in military industry

Main plane.

"Hey, my old buddies, welcome to Dala Town in the exciting battlefield. Here, you will have an unforgettable journey." A bearded man rushed up very enthusiastically and hugged Ren Zhong and Liang Xiaofeng, speaking in somewhat awkward Chinese. It felt a little strange, but Ren Zhong could understand him.

"Hello, Mr. Sayyid, thank you for your enthusiasm. Let's go to the hotel first. We need to rest." Ren Zhong, who had been shaken dizzy by the car all the way, couldn't stand the heavy fragrance on the bearded man. He hugged him back somewhat stiffly and responded in broken English.

This was a local internet celebrity guide he had booked online, who was said to be very loyal to his Chinese compatriots.

Of course, the guide fee of 10,000 rupees for 5 days was prepaid to the other party. Considering that the local average monthly salary is less than 20,000 rupees, Ren Zhong suspected that this was a good business for this Pakistani friend.

However, judging from the reviews, Mr. Sayyid maintained a 99% positive rating, which at least shows that his previous customers felt their money was well spent.

"No problem, old buddy." Sayyid saw that Ren Zhong and Liang Xiaofeng only had one backpack each and no other luggage. He turned around and politely led the two to a local hotel.

This was a three-story local building, just like the old-fashioned buildings Ren Zhong had seen in some remote towns in the mainland. The floors and walls were directly plastered with cement mortar and painted with colorful ethnic patterns.

The main feature was ruggedness and originality. The price for one night was not low, 1,000 rupees per person. Ren Zhong and Liang Xiaofeng each took a room.

The rooms looked quite clean, with white sheets and quilts, without any unclear stains, which made Ren Zhong greatly relieved and slightly lowered his vigilance towards this place.

This is known as the world's hottest underground arms market. Of course, it's not right to say that, because the arms here are openly displayed and sold outside.

Along the way, Ren Zhong had seen countless weapon shops, much more densely packed than pharmacies on the mainland streets!

Lying on the bed with a strong smell of bleach, Ren Zhong rested for more than half an hour before slightly recovering his tired body.

This time, he and Liang Xiaofeng came here to find a magical weapon - the RPG-7 rocket launcher, the favorite of underground forces and the most beloved for home defense in Black Africa!

If the mortar is the core heavy firepower for Li Yunlong and his men to launch positional warfare, then the RPG-7 is undoubtedly the ultimate weapon for storming fortifications. This thing is obviously much stronger than the Fei Lei Cannon that Ren Zhong copied. When fighting against blockhouses, one shot would destroy one small blockhouse. There was no need to carry out any prelude to attract firepower. Just get close to 200 meters, raise it up, aim, and fire. If it was fast, it would take three to five seconds to take down a blockhouse. If you missed, just fire another shot!

In short, there was no need for complicated preliminary work such as digging pits and adjusting angles. For a workaholic like Li Yunlong, he could just pull it up and fire. The pace could be maximized, and there would be no problem running to several blockhouses in one night.

It was especially suitable for going out with the Independent Regiment to fight demolition battles.

It's just that this imitation work is not easy to carry out in the main plane. Ren Zhong plans to purchase a little bit in Dala Town, a place favored by underground forces with no one in charge, to first meet the needs of the Independent Regiment and for imitation in the Bright Sword plane.

"Bang, bang, bang." Ren Zhong heard a knock on the door. As expected, it should be Liang Xiaofeng who had recovered.

"Xiaofeng?" Ren Zhong walked to the door and asked tentatively. In this place, caution is the key to safety. The reason for bringing Liang Xiaofeng here was naturally also for safety considerations. Although Liang Xiaofeng didn't seem to be any more capable than Ren Zhong, having two people together would at least make someone with malicious intentions think twice.

"It's me, Lao Ren." Liang Xiaofeng outside the door replied.

Opening the door, Liang Xiaofeng, with a look of eagerness, didn't even intend to come in. "Let's go, Lao Ren, let's go shopping."

Ever since Ren Zhong said he would bring Liang Xiaofeng to broaden his horizons and play with real guns, Liang Xiaofeng immediately boiled over. Because he had prepared to go to Luzon when he was working on products before, the two had already applied for passports. After applying for a tourist visa online, they went to the Pakistani consulate and obtained the visa in three days, and then flew directly to the Pakistani capital, and then came to Dala Town.

This journey made Liang Xiaofeng extremely excited.

Apart from touching a Type 56 half-automatic rifle during military training, Liang Xiaofeng had never seen a real gun since then. So once Ren Zhong brought him into the enthusiast pit, Liang Xiaofeng had a bit of a hard time getting out. Hearing that he could play with real guns here, he agreed without any hesitation.

"Wait a minute, I'll go after relieving myself." Ren Zhong didn't spoil the fun either. In fact, he was also eager to try the next itinerary.

"Okay, I'll have Sayyid wait for you in the lobby." Liang Xiaofeng said, and then turned and went downstairs.

The streets were crowded with people. In this place where the two originally impoverished areas intersect, it is unknown when the business of manufacturing weapons suddenly developed. Every household can manufacture and sell weapons. Such a profitable industry has attracted underground organizations from all over the world to take risks and come here.

"Two old buddies, this is Light Weapons Street, mainly pistols and AKs. I don't know what the two old buddies want to see?" Sayyid asked with a smile.

His value is not just as an internet celebrity. When you get here, the most important value of a guide is to take you shopping without getting ripped off.

In this wild and lawless zone, without a reliable person to lead the way, Ren Zhong was afraid that he would come with his life but not be able to go home for the New Year!

Sayyid is expensive for a reason. The previous reviews all said that the greatest value of the service provided by Sayyid is in shopping. With him, you basically won't get scammed to death.

Compared with the prices on the market, it is slightly more expensive by a few percentage points. In the eyes of most people, these are considered good.

At such a tourist spot, being able to spend a few more points to get things done means that Ren Zhong can spend the following time looking at what to buy.

Pistols are naturally needed. This thing is small and exquisite. Ren Zhong decided to get one for self-defense first. When the end of this place comes, these guns can be brought to the Bright Sword plane to drive out those who have ruined the market.

The two followed Sayyid into a store mainly selling pistols. Ren Zhong heard Sayyid communicate with the boss a few times in the local language, and Ren Zhong found that the boss was surrounding him even more enthusiastically.

After picking and choosing, Ren Zhong chose a replica Desert Eagle, and Liang Xiaofeng got a Luger. They were also given 50 bullets each. After spending 350 dollars, they immediately felt much straighter!

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