Weapons are the "life" of soldiers.
Private military contractors are also soldiers, but they are not managed by the state but by military companies.
In this country undergoing a civil war, nothing is more important than having a gun in your hand.
Even if you look ten thousand steps further, think in the smallest direction.
There are wild beasts everywhere in this wilderness. Even if the contractors who come here are veterans and special forces, they are not confident that they can kill a tiger with their bare hands.
Only by having a weapon in your hand and becoming a complete soldier can you ensure your own safety.
As the boss of the Titan Company team, Long Zhan is also the top person in charge of this project. Only by getting the required weapons as soon as possible can he gain a sufficient sense of security and dare to stand on this land with peace of mind.
"Sir, the things you want are ready and stored in the warehouse. Come with me and I will take you there."
The officer's attitude was still neither humble nor arrogant. He didn't hesitate when he heard Long Zhan's request and went directly to the only two-story house in the mine.
"This is the warehouse?"
Long Zhan looked in the direction the officer was walking and saw the only two-story building.
It was so dilapidated that the outer walls were peeling and mottled, many of the glass windows were broken and broken, and the steel bars of the anti-theft windows were rusty. It was a two-story building that was completely unqualified for the proper storage of weapons and equipment...
Long Zhan felt inexplicably uneasy and followed closely with a frown.
Looking at the two-story building from the outside, it can be estimated that its area is more than 200 square meters at most, and there is only a simple two-leaf wooden door for entry and exit.
The officer took a key from his pocket and unlocked the padlock on the door.
Entering the door is a space of fifty or sixty square meters. The right side is filled with some messy construction tools, such as picks, shovels, hoes, iron drills, and dust buckets.
There is a walkway about one meter wide on the left, and along the walkway are three side-by-side doors.
The officer pointed to the three rooms and introduced them from left to right: "The first room is your office, the second room is the weapons depot, and the third room contains a week's worth of food. We will send a batch here every other week. "
"Oh, right."
After speaking, the officer then added: "A deep well has been drilled in the east of the mine, and you can get your daily water from there.
The mine is now officially handed over to you. You have the right to do everything here. If you feel dissatisfied with anything, you can modify it yourself.
If you have any other needs, there is a radio in the office and you can contact General Tok, who will be responsible for connecting with you.
Sir, that's probably the situation. If you don't have any questions, I will take the people away. "
Seeing that the officer was in a hurry to leave, Long Zhan hurriedly went to check the weapons and food in the warehouse, and did not want to waste words with him.
He waved his hand and said, "Okay, that's it. Remember to leave a few cars for me."
"Okay, sir."
The officer agreed and turned to leave.
Long Zhan has been to all kinds of weapon depots, ranging from the poorest marines to the most extravagant DGs. He can be considered a well-informed person.
But even when I went to DG Weapon for the first time, my mood was not as complicated and uneasy as it is now.
This is inexplicable, but extremely true.
Still having this inexplicable emotion coming from his sixth sense, Long Zhan walked to the door of the middle room, untied the iron wire tied to the single lock on the door, and pushed the version open.
"Squeak~~~"
There was an unusually melodious sound of rubbing the door, which sounded like a ghost movie at night.
The scene in the weapons depot suddenly came into view.
"woc!!!"
The moment he saw the scene in the weapons depot, the mantra that best represented the extreme ups and downs of human emotions spewed out of Long Zhan's mouth.
The summary is just one sentence——
There is no most pitfall, only more pitfalls.
There is a large iron pipe on the outside of the barrel. It can be distinguished from 800 meters away. It is the "ultimate antique" Maxim heavy machine gun that has been in service for more than a hundred years;
The Bren light machine gun, which followed the footsteps of the British Army during World War II, has spread over half of the world;
It has also been in service for more than 100 years. In the 20th century, its total output was only lower than that of the AK series, and its single-shot rifle ranked first in the world.
The same old-fashioned Springfield sniper rifle, the M16 automatic rifle that was put into service in 1965, the MP40 submachine gun and Somi submachine gun that even grandpas would say are young, and so on.
They were all old antiques, and Long Zhan was confused by them!
If it were placed in World War II 70 or 80 years ago, these weapons would have been really impressive. They were all hard goods that were top-notch in the mainstream.
But this is not 1919, but 2019.
These weapons and equipment, which were so famous back then, have lost any luster in this era. Their best destination should be in museums.
But just like this pile of super old antiques that should be in a museum for people to visit, but they appeared in the weapons arsenal in front of Long Zhan.
"Is this a self-defense weapon prepared for us? Are you asking me to fight in World War II?"
Long Zhan looked at the pile of weapons and equipment in front of him. Even the calibers of bullets were all in such a mess that they couldn't be used universally. He was so angry that he couldn't laugh or cry at the same time.
With the pile of scrap metal in front of him, he was too embarrassed to give it out to his brothers.
So shabby!
The weapons and equipment were all antiques from World War II. Long Zhan was not interested in looking at the helmets and other equipment placed on the shelves. His hands felt dirty even if he touched them.
"No, you can make do with everything else. You can't fool around with weapons like this. They must be replaced. Even if it doesn't work, you have to get some cards to use."
Long Zhan gave up the idea of firing the gun, turned around and exited, closing the door behind him.
By the way, he picked up the iron wire that he had just thrown away and wrapped it around the door handle and door frame a few times to lock the door again.
Suppressing his dissatisfaction, he came to the third room. Long Zhan opened the door and only looked at it for a second before closing it.
There is no other reason.
The stuff inside is terrible!
There is no packaging on the outside of the cans and boxes. At first glance, they look like the cheapest cans and compressed biscuits, a complete three-nothing product.
If this kind of thing were placed at the headquarters of Titan Company, even dogs wouldn't eat it if it were thrown on the ground.
"md, what this African old man says is indeed a bluff. He is not reliable at all. These are the things that no one wants if they are left on the street. Let alone three months, I am afraid he will have to carry them for three weeks." Can’t live.”
Long Zhan was very angry now. If the Minister of Defense, who had promised so much when he signed the contract, stood in front of him now, he would definitely give him a shot.
Let him know what tmd is called "integrity"!
When he walked outside the door, Long Zhan immediately took out his cell phone, wanting to call the number that General Soroon had left for him, and talk to him about weapons and food.
As a result, I took out my mobile phone and saw that there was no signal, which was equivalent to a brick.
"Gan!!"
Long Zhan suppressed the urge to smash his phone on the ground.
Lewen
