"What are we going to do next?" Shao Bing and Leng Feng were in the same car, but Jiang Yanhai could not be in the same car, and there was a black lion in their car.

"Go to buy equipment for you. You are here, there is nothing, and the guys who eat will still buy it." The black lion said with a smile.

"You can buy this directly?" Shao Bing was a little stunned.

"Otherwise? Wait for us to build the factory ourselves!" Black Lion said with a laugh, stretched out his hand and patted Shao Bing on the shoulder. Black Lion laughed twice: "Brother, welcome you to the enthusiastic Africa, this is not your country."

Shao Bing thought about it and it seemed that it was the case. He had only heard and seen it from TV, movies, and internal documents of the army before, but he had really felt it, but he really didn't.

This time they caught up.

"Everyone is ready to be alert and enter the black market immediately." Jiang Yanhai's voice sounded.

"Yes!" The faces of the Black Lion and the others instantly became alert, and the people in the car quickly began to operate. Shao Bing saw that they had directly opened the remote-controlled rotating machine gun page on the roof. In conjunction with the small fire control radar, although they could not react quickly like the 1130 on the warship.

However, this rotating machine gun can still lock in the incoming bullet trajectory in about one second and quickly launch a counterattack. Of course, it can also be manually operated to shoot.

All the eight rotating machine guns on the roof of the car were running and were in an excited state at any time. The people in the car who were responsible for operating the machine gun didn't bother to talk and laugh at the screen in front of them with a serious expression.

Shao Bing and the twelve others once again felt a very different atmosphere from the domestic ones... You should know here that they are all equipped with live ammunition!

The speed of the vehicle was not slow, but it was not fast either. After turning the street in front, the surroundings suddenly seemed to become lively, and the speed of the convoy began to decline.

Through the window in front of the car, Shao Bing could see that the people outside were like the markets that had been in the market for decades. Everyone was setting up stalls to sell things, but what they were selling was not food or items, but guns!

All kinds of guns, decades ago, the latest, worn, worn, and worn bullets were mounted on bullet links, bulk, and various grenades, mines, smoke bombs, etc. Anyway, it was a very eye-opener for Shao Bing and others in the car.

As their convoy entered, many people on the street gave way. After all, whether they could afford it was enough, you could tell by looking at the convoy that the machine gun on the roof of the car was not a joke, and no one wanted to experiment with the power of the bullet.

After driving about a few hundred meters in this block, I left this street that sells guns and turned to the street next to it. The street was much quieter, and the colors on the doors of the row of houses here were different.

"What's going on with these blue and green colors?" Shao Bing asked curiously.

"The red gate is Russian, the blue one is American, and the black one is Krai over there, and the white one is European." The black lion said quickly, "Of course, these are all arms dealers."

Shao Bing looked at the colorful houses that were almost opened next to each other, and he was speechless... Such scenes are rare!

"Hi! I tell you, this has become a routine. After the Gulf War, this trend gradually formed. After the Krai War, the capital of the United States established a war green zone, and then these rules quickly began to spread on this war land."

"Most cities in war-torn cities have similar configurations. This city now has green zones. You can bring nothing in the green zone, but if you leave the green zone, you need all the weapons." The black lion said with a smile.

Even Leng Feng didn't know much about these things. After all, he was just looking for people before, but most of the time he spent was a relatively peaceful country. Now, they are in a war zone.

With a "crunch", their convoy stopped directly at a place painted with blue doors. Jiang Yanhai called Shao Bing, Black Lion, Leng Feng, and Balek, but no one else got off the car.

After getting off the car, Jiang Yanhai walked directly inside, but before he could reach the door, he was stopped. It seemed that he was a local.

"Sir, are you here to buy weapons? Why don't you consider how we are? It's absolutely good and cheap." The local man said quickly.

Shao Bing: "..." This is a big deal of arms and fireworks, but after seeing the scene of setting up a stall and selling guns, this is nothing.

Jiang Yanhai looked at the local man, pointed to the houses, and then said, "You did this and weren't beaten to death?"

Blocking the road at the door of the arms dealer to promote your own arms. Do you think these arms dealers are domestic vivo and oppo? Can they do it indefinitely?

"What are you afraid of? We are a boss." The local man said with confidence.

Everyone: "…"

Jiang Yanhai was speechless by this sentence, but he still shook his head and pointed inside and said, "I'd better go in."

"Go and go, I can't kill you. I tell you that the prices on this street are basically the same. You will come to me in the end." The local man did not stop him, but just waved his hand quickly and said.

"It's impossible that they are all bosses, right?" Jiang Yanhai pointed to the colorful doors in a large circle and spoke.

"Uh, that's not." The local man was speechless, "but judging from the price, they are no different from a boss."

Jiang Yanhai smiled, raised his legs and walked in.

There were not many people in the house, or they saw only one person, a white man in his forties. After seeing them in, the white man threw the playboy in his hand on the coffee table next to him and asked, "What do you want to order."

"What do you have here?"

"There are everything, you can tell me, I'll sell it here." The white man spoke in a very loud tone.

"Ak47, brand new, how much does it cost?" Jiang Yanhai asked.

"2,000 US dollars, one box of bullets, one thousand dollars." The white man directly gave a price.

"How big is the box?" Jiang Yanhai asked, "You have to ask the boxes here clearly, the specifications of the boxes that load bullets are different.

"Small iron box, the kind of one thousand bullets." The white man said calmly.

"You're robbing money." Barek next to him couldn't help but speak loudly.
Chapter completed!