As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Kuriyama Mai suddenly felt something was wrong, and asked with a ferocious look on his face:
"What is your identity? Can you get arms?"
"If you have arms, will you be hunted down by people from such a second-rate society in the society?"
"If you tell a lie, I'll kill you!"
Kuriyama Mai's tone was very soft, but his words became stronger and stronger. Lieutenant Colonel Wilson, who was riding on his crotch, really smelled the smell of death.
Wilson's face was full of fear, and since he had no choice now, he had no choice but to express his inner thoughts.
"Boyd Wilson, staff assistant to the lieutenant colonel at the headquarters of the 3rd Marine Division of the US Army in R, is responsible for the daily maintenance and upkeep of equipment."
"How to prove it?" Kuriyama Mai asked aggressively with a stern face.
"I...have my military ID in my jacket pocket..."
Seeing the mottled yellow-haired man in front of him glare at him again, Wilson quickly added tremblingly:
"And the entry and exit permission for Yokosuka Naval Base is also in the jacket pocket!"
Kuriyama Mai glanced at her doubtfully, "Be honest!"
One knee pressed heavily on his chest, and the Browning pistol was firmly pressed against his Tianling Cap. Then he stared at him steadily, and took out his ID from his jacket pocket with the other hand.
We have to be more careful when dealing with people with military backgrounds.
After confirming that the information was correct, Kuriyama Mai quickly climbed up from him and carefully retreated three meters away from him.
"Then why are you being chased by these people?"
When Wilson saw that he had escaped, a smile appeared on his face as if he was surviving the disaster.
Only then did he feel a cold feeling under his thighs, and it turned out that his pants had been completely taken off...
He originally thought that the Japanese people would obediently prepare the car for him, but he didn't expect that this time they actually came for real, and they didn't even take the life of the female dealer in his hands...
He had no choice but to flee for his life, and the Qingkou group pursued him all the way. He almost thought he was about to confess. At this moment, he did not expect that the fierce-looking man in front of him would save him.
Daring to save people at the Qingkou Group's home court might really allow him to leave R Ben safely...
"Hey, don't just stand there! Start talking, they haven't reacted yet."
Kuriyama Mai threw his pants at Wilson, who was stunned in the corner of the utility room.
He was still thinking about how to run away in a while. Sooner or later, those people would fight back...
"It's nothing..." Wilson sighed self-deprecatingly, "I just owe them too much money."
"Oh? Don't you have equipment for two companies? Are you going to accept it from the Qingkou group?"
Kuriyama Mai, who was leaning against the door of the utility room, was half-hearted. It turned out that he had caught a bad gambler...
"They have a fixed channel and will not accept my broken friends." Wilson smiled bitterly, "And something happened to my next family suddenly the day before yesterday, and luck has not been on my side in the past two days..."
Kuriyama Mai chuckled, "How much do you owe?"
"Actually, I already owed 1.54 million US dollars before this, but something happened to my next family, and my superiors suddenly informed me that my return time would be advanced... Wilson couldn't help but smiled bitterly, "I wanted to come here to make a comeback, but instead I owed more than 3 million US dollars. …”
"What exactly is that shipment? How much is it worth?"
Kuriyama Mai asked half-jokingly, but he still didn't quite believe what this American grandma said.
Logically speaking, an American military officer would not be able to get to this point in Japan.
"Normal shipments include a total of 250 M27 rifles with matching scopes, 300 M17 pistols, 600 M67 grenades, more than 30,000 rounds of 5.56mm bullets, more than 10,000 rounds of 9mm bullets, 150 tactical helmets, and 120 sets Ceramic body armor and a complete set of replaceable ceramic inserts..."
Listening to Wilson's slow words, Kuriyama Mai's eyes almost reached her chin with shock. Before he could finish speaking, he couldn't wait to interrupt:
"Aren't you kidding?"
"If you tell lies, let's go see Jesus immediately!"
Kuriyama Mai picked up the phone and pointed it at Wilson, who was in the corner and had no retreat.
His slightly weathered face suddenly turned red, and he defended loudly like a conditioned reflex:
"I swear in the name of God! There was absolutely no lie in what I just said! If you lie! I will be reincarnated in hell forever!"
Although swearing was as common among Americans as eating and drinking, seeing his red-faced state, Kuriyama Mai decided to reconsider.
"Then continue and finish."
Wilson calmed down his excitement, rolled his amber eyes, and spoke again:
"In addition to the conventional equipment just mentioned, this batch of goods will also include two more sets of individual Stinger anti-aircraft missile launch systems, equipped with a total of 6 missiles."
"Good guy!" Kuriyama Mai couldn't help but sigh, "Then how much do you want to sell it for? How did you deal with your next family before?"
He couldn't hold back his excitement. If he got this batch of equipment, he could start to imagine many things...
"A total of 5.5 million U.S. dollars." Wilson seemed to have adapted to the current situation, and his expression gradually became relaxed.
"Next Thursday! Our people will hand over the scrapped equipment to the outsourcing cooperation unit designated by the headquarters. We will hand over the list to them in advance, and they will also count it according to our list."
"You mean..." Kuriyama Mai seemed to understand what he meant.
Wilson looked at him and said, "Only through this method can the equipment in our camp leave the base reasonably. I will reserve seven minutes for you. Our vehicles will arrive earlier than the cooperating units, and you only need to follow the vehicle." Two sergeants are enough.”
Kuriyama Mai tapped his wrist with the muzzle of his gun and continued to ask:
"Doesn't the $5.5 million include the portion that sergeants should receive?"
"Of course!" Wilson nodded affirmatively, "But even if it is lubricated in advance, sir, can you guarantee that they will not have other thoughts when the final blow is made? The necessary insurance cannot be saved."
Kuriyama Mai vaguely felt that the credibility of this matter might have been 50%.
"Then how did you get this batch of equipment?"
"After each exercise, a batch of weapons will be scrapped together. I am responsible for this in our division. It is not difficult to mix in some new equipment."
Kuriyama Mai picked up the military officer's ID card in his hand, maybe this matter could really be believed.
"Then how did you and Xiajia fall out?"
"My next employer was supposed to pay me the money on Tuesday so that I could hide this batch of equipment in scrapped weapons, but he didn't show up on Tuesday, and my superiors just informed me that I was going to take a vacation, so my retirement date was pushed forward. …”
"It seems that because the new presidential audit team is focusing on us, the chief asked me to return to the country in advance to avoid the limelight."
"Are you going to retire? Are you still sure about this?"
"As long as we have 1.5 million US dollars, it will definitely work! The preliminary work for this matter has been completed, but I don't know if there will be any changes if I take a sudden vacation."
"It turns out that this guy is going to take 4 million US dollars alone..." Kuriyama Mai complained secretly in his heart. Although he felt that there was a high possibility of this happening, he still asked cautiously:
"From what you say, you've done this kind of transaction with me more than once, so why do you owe so much money?"
"That stinking bitch!" Wilson spat viciously on the ground. "She took away all the money! She kept saying that she would settle my house for me first and then wait for me to retire and return to China. As a result, I had just applied for a retirement report. After being approved, I was kicked..."
The bitter smile on his face became more and more difficult, but his eyes were fixed on Kuriyama Mai as if grasping the last straw:
"So, this is the last time I want to make a big deal! I would like to ask this gentleman, can you accept this batch of goods?"
"As long as you can let me leave alive today! I only need 1.5 million U.S. dollars to make connections and you will get it!"
Wilson was betting that this person who dared to fight against the Qingkou group alone would have the ability to eat his batch of goods...
But Kuriyama Mai just stood there, staring at him with three white eyes that glowed with cold light, and said coldly:
"Do as I say first!"
