Wang Liang, who was sitting in the second row, chuckled and said, "Despite their humble appearance, they are two old thieves.
If they were smuggling and selling drugs, the drug dealers would have nothing to worry about. "
Fan Tong, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly turned around, his sharp eyes immediately made Wang Liang shudder, and he laughed dryly and stopped talking.
Bai Hu turned his head and looked at Ye Qing: "What do they two do?"
Ye Qing smiled: "The two of them were once anti-drug heroes. The Golden Triangle was their former battlefield and they are very familiar with it."
Bai Hu's expression suddenly became solemn: "In other words, they are also familiar with the old market."
Fan Tong glanced back: "The old market is just the edge of the Golden Triangle. Our brothers have been ordered to enter the Golden Triangle three times to hunt drug lords."
Baihu and An Mengxi were immediately in awe. To be honest, these two people were so ordinary that they could not be found in the crowd.
We were eating at the same table this morning, and the little maid from Northern Burma forgot to serve the two of them food, as if they were like air......
But they didn't expect that they would have such a terrifying experience.
Entering the Golden Triangle to hunt drug lords is equivalent to entering a dragon's pool and a tiger's den. How did they come back alive?
Wang Jian laughed at himself: "Many comrades who were as close as brothers died in the Golden Triangle.
Just because the two of us look so ordinary, even the Lord of Hell forgot about us two brothers before we could come back alive. "
"The bastard gunman once made the Golden Triangle drug dealers famous and fearful!"
Liu Le is an internal guard. In his heart, only the internal guards are the best soldiers in the country, but he sincerely respects the two of them.
White Fox said excitedly: "You are the legendary Lu Pan who changed his name, impermanently demanded his life, and was a cheap gun god."
"Pfft!" An Mengxi asked in astonishment: "Two anti-drug heroes, the first eight characters are majestic and murderous, but the last four characters are so funny."
Fan Tong said with a smile: "Lu Pan changed his name and Wu Chang asked for his life. He is talking about two other people. They are still cutting stones at the Stone Studio in Kyoto. It is the two of us who are talking about it later."
It was obviously the first time Bai Hu had heard this explanation: he was surprised and said: "Why do you call him a cheap gun god?"
Fan Tong said bitterly: "Brother Wang's slogan is obscene development, safety first. It is because of this sentence that we can escape from death again and again."
He didn't feel any complacency or happiness. Their survival meant that more people died in the Golden Triangle.
Everyone was silent.
Wang Jian drove the Range Rover into a valley. The creek was gurgling, and there were traces of drinking water left by wild beasts on the bank. From the distant mountains and forests, the roars of beasts could be heard.
Fan Tong first took out a board of pills: "Many comrades in arms did not die under the enemy's gun.
It's the mosquito bites that infect you with malaria. This is a pill specifically designed to prevent malaria, two pills per person.
The water in the creek can be used to wash your face, but you cannot drink it because it may contain schistosomiasis. "
Everyone nodded and squatted by the stream to wash their faces. As soon as they felt refreshed, they saw Wang Jian and Fan Tong taking out body armor from the trunk of the Land Rover.
Wang Jian chuckled: "Safety first, one for each person."
"It's so damn hot!"
Bai Hu muttered dissatisfiedly. Before setting off, at Wang Jian's suggestion, everyone changed into yellow-green military uniforms. Although it protects you from the sun and mosquito bites, it is hot...
Although the body armor is just a vest, it is thicker.
Ye Qing took three items from Wang Jian and glanced at An Mengxi who had a sad face: "We all came to northern Myanmar to make a fortune. We can't live to make money but spend our lives."
Everyone put on body armor, and Wang Jian took out three Type 95 assault rifles with night sighting devices from the carriage and gave one to each of Ye Qing, Liu Le and Wang Liang!
The white fox was envious when he saw the Type 95 assault rifle. This is a real good thing. It has a short gun body, a large ammunition capacity, and continuous firepower.
The recoil is small, the single point accuracy is not even a little higher than that of the AK-47.
The most important thing is that the gun is also equipped with a low-light sight, which can accurately aim at vivid targets within two hundred meters under low-light conditions at night, with a visual range of up to one kilometer.
It must be a night battle tonight. If you don't have a low-light sight, you just come to listen to the sound of gunfire.
Wang Jian rummaged around in the car and handed over two gadgets: "Walter CCP special laser sight, clear vision in low light."
After a short rest, the long journey began.
An Mengxi and Bai Hu were carrying two small bags, but Ye Qing and others were carrying large and heavy military bags.
The jungle is densely covered with birds and beasts roaring all the time.
Under the leadership of Wang Jian, everyone moved forward slowly but without stopping.
After walking for two hours, Wang Jiancai took them to a cliff more than ten meters high, looking down at the Salween River Ferry.
Fan Tong and Wang Liang sprinkled sulfur nearby to drive away the plague of snakes, insects, and plague. Then they jumped on the marching blanket and lay on it. Suddenly, they saw a yellow-brown rock.
Ye Qing carefully looked at the surrounding environment. He was nearly a kilometer away from the ferry. Using the low-light night vision goggles of the Type 95 assault rifle, he could clearly observe the ferry.
But the shooting range is not enough. The Type 95 assault rifle has a maximum shooting range of 600 meters.
Wang Liang and Fan Tong began to be alert, and Wang Jian slowly assembled the domestic sniper.
Only then did Bai Hu understand why Wang Jian didn't mind taking them. Within this distance, no bullet could hit them, and safety was no problem at all.
He glanced at the shiny black sniper in Wang Jian's hand: "How far can this gun shoot!"
Wang Jian knew the purpose of her question and said with a smile: "The effective shooting range is two thousand meters."
"Is this kind of gun expensive?"
Wang Jian smiled bitterly and said: "This is not a question of whether it is expensive or not, but whether it can be obtained. This is a high-tech sniper rifle just developed by the weapons group. It is not for sale."
The white fox's eyes flashed: "Ye Qing can't get it either?"
"Neither can I!" Wang Jian shook his head decisively: "My sniper rifle was made by Liu Yue in the name of actual combat testing."
As night fell, everyone lurked quietly. Bai Hu and An Mengxi lay on the left and right next to Ye Qing, feeling the coolness...
At about ten o'clock in the evening, suddenly, the sound of an engine churning was heard on the river, and then a tugboat towing a deck barge appeared in the night vision goggles.
There was a faint green light flashing on the barge. Apparently, someone was using night vision goggles to observe the area near the ferry.
On the deck, there were black figures squatting one after another, hundreds of people.
Everyone was silent in the darkness, with only the occasional light from the cigarette butts illuminating their faces when they smoked.
On top of the barge, a tall wooden frame was erected with a huge searchlight on it, although it was not yet lit.
However, when the barge docks, the beam of the searchlight can make everything in the darkness invisible.
