Metal Ranger of the Endless Plane

"Huh, underground club?" Lu Yuan said.

"Yes, a well-known underground club, famous for having beautiful women from all over the world." Lester said, "There is a large multinational human trafficking chain behind it, which specializes in two-way business from the Far East to North America."

"Two-way?" Turner asked aloud.

"Yes, sell exotic beauties such as Far East, Asia, Eastern Europe, Slavs, etc. to North America. And sell the white Latinos and even blacks that are more common in North America to the Far East."

"You know so clearly, don't you know what to do? This is different from other smuggling, this is a big smuggling!" Lu Yuan couldn't help but excited.

"Calm down, calm down!" Lester hurriedly said, "I'm not the police either. Besides, do you know who the backstage of this business is? It is said that half of the state assembly is their guests, and there is Hollywood endorsing them behind me. What can I do?"

"What's more, they used to cheat before, that is, to lie to girls who want to make money and tell them to introduce a high-paying job abroad. Many even directly told each other that this job would be a hue."

"So, he is at best a smuggling business, not human trafficking."

"But I don't know what's going on recently. There have been several cases of missing women involving them. Only then has it spread on the road. They are afraid that they have already begun to engage in kidnapping."

"I just learned about this not long ago. If you want to, I will write an anonymous letter and report to the Los Angeles Police Station, okay?" Lester said in a bad mood.

"This..." Lu Yuan suddenly became a bit poor when he said that.

Turner took the conversation and said, "Thank you for your information. I want to know now, can you find the kidnapped girls and where will they be hidden?"

"The most likely place is in those underground clubs. One is in Little Seoul, one is in Chinatown, and the other is in Perot District. I will send you the map later." Leicester was also unambiguous. .

"What about the task here?" Lu Yuan said directly at this time.

"Oh, I'll find a way to find a few more people. Fortunately, Los Angeles doesn't lack gunmen with good marksmanship." Lester sighed and said, "It's just that I don't have much to trust."

"No, if we move faster, there should be time." Turner said at this time, "Mr. L has helped so much, and I can't ignore the morals!"

"Friends enough!" Lester praised.

"Okay, after I get back, I will accompany you." Lu Yuan nodded and stepped on the accelerator to the end, and went directly to the high speed.

Wait until the two arrive at Perito Bay, but it's early three o'clock in the afternoon. Frozen, it took less than two hours to run more than two hundred miles.

There are very few cameras on Mika’s side. The police drove their cars on the road and squatted guarding.

This allows Lu Yuan to take advantage of it. The system can detect the location of the police in advance, so that it can be so fast on this road.

After they put on their equipment and monitored several black SUVs driving into the western beach from near Perito Forest, Robin, who drove a sports car, was late to arrive.

"You are actually faster than me? Is there any shortcut?" Robin couldn't help but ask curiously, seeing that the two of them had already changed into their full-body heavy combat suits.

"It's just good luck. I escaped several police cars that checked speeding." Lu Yuan smiled.

"Hmm, are there friends in the police station?" Robin nodded thoughtfully, got out of the car and turned around and took out his equipment and put on it.

But two people farther than the road, her protective equipment is much poorer. It's just a heavy-duty bulletproof vest, plus a pair of non-slip gloves at most, and that's it.

Seeing Lu Yuan, you look at him with this look. Robin just shrugged and said, "I'm just a pilot. At most half a sniper. You won't lean forward, okay, just to protect yourself. Top priority."

Lu Yuan had to spread his hands and said that he had no opinion on this.

At this time, Picello, who ran to change the helicopter, also drove his bird, slowly passed over from the other side of the mountain, and landed on the pre-arranged gathering ground.

This is a clearing at the junction of Perito Forest and the Chiriyed Mountain Nature Reserve to the south. Not to mention the empty space, there are no people nearby.

Picello's equipment is much more decent than Robin. Heavy-duty protective clothing, bulletproof vests, bulletproof inserts and bulletproof helmets are all available. Even the boots were replaced with a pair of hard leather boots.

Only when he took his main weapon from the helicopter, he almost frightened Lu Yuan's eyes.

"What's that? M60 machine gun?" Lu Yuan walked to Picello and said, "You actually use this master gun? Isn't it 50 or 60 years old?"

"Go, what do you know!" When Picello heard that he called his favorite gun the master gun, he was unwilling to say. It's worth the M240, or the MK48!"

"Let me tell you, where was Danmark's army tender last year, and now I am hesitating between this baby and HK121! I have heard that, it is said that it was passed with a big face!"

"Really?" Lu Yuan still didn't believe it.

"Really." Turner also walked over at this moment, glanced at the light machine gun, and asked, "Did you get the Seal MK43MOD1? Or did you buy the M60E6?"

"Expert!" Hearing Turner asked this, Piqueiro suddenly raised his thumb and exclaimed, "Are you not just a former marine? A special force background?"

As he said, he held up the machine gun and showed it to everyone, "Ling Kesi was right. I got the MK43MOD1 from a friend. I bought a M60E6, replaced some parts, and asked someone to do it again. Modification treatment. It is definitely better than the original version by more than 30%!"

Lu Yuan is currently only familiar with the HK series, and is basically limited to pistols, submachine guns and assault rifles. There is really no research on the light machine guns, I can only listen to Turner and Picello "commercially blowing each other."

It was Robin's bolt-action rifle that made him feel more familiar.

"That is, Precision International's AW sniper rifle?"

"Huh? That thing is not cheap, the naked gun is almost catching up with my full gun!" Hearing Lu Yuan's words, Picello also put down the gun and ran over.

"Ouch, beauty, you are really rich!"

"Counting your optical sights, night vision goggles, and silencers, you are afraid that ten thousand dollars is not enough for your gun?"

"In fact, the most expensive thing is the barrel." The beauty said lightly, showing the noble and glamorous wind. "In order not to be found, I paid 20,000 pounds for the barrel from the British black market. It is said that it is all SAS. 'Consumables'."

"I'm going, twenty thousand pounds, thirty thousand dollars?" Picello yelled, showing his full identity.

But Turner and Lu Yuan were muttering next to him. If his machine gun is really modified like the process he said, he would spend money on that gun, although it is not as scary as Robin, it is almost 50,000 US dollars. , But there must be at least ten to twenty thousand.

Then the reason for Picello's support is obvious. This guy apparently launched an "offensive" on Robin.

Just looking at Robin's smiley face, it seemed that Picello was not far from unlucky.

However, his luck is quite good. Just when Lu Yuan watched Robin was about to pull the revolver again, with a seemingly non-existent roar from far to near, a red and white medium-sized business jet was slowly flying over from the sea on the west. .

Just when a few people spotted the jet that seemed to be flying close to the sea from a distance, the people on the black SUVs on the beach before got out of the car and dropped a few flares nearby.

As a burst of orange smoke rose, the jet suddenly circled north, and after hitting the right direction, it slowly landed on the beach along the coastline.

In fact, according to the plan, several people should wait for the delivery party to move most of the goods down. They consume a lot of physical energy and launch a surprise attack when their nerves are relaxed.

But Lu Yuan noticed Turner's anxious expression, he secretly sighed, but picked up his 14-inch barrel version of the HK416, and slowly leaned towards the trading place.

"let us go!"

When he said in the communication channel, Picello and Robin looked at each other, did not say much, picked up their own weapons and followed.

Turner naturally understood what was going on. After thinking about it, he put the semi-automatic precision rifle back in the car and pulled out the M16A3 assault rifle.

Waiting for him to catch up, Lu Yuan saw the gun in his hand and couldn't help but ask strangely, "Lingks, why don't you use a precision rifle?"

"I'll be with you this time as an assaulter." Turner stubbornly cut the track.

Lu Yuan knew that this was because he was afraid that he would rush to the center of the enemy line because of his business. It was too dangerous, so he chose to go to the front line with him.

After taking a deep look at Turner, Lu Yuan suddenly felt that this guy was more like Vega in another world than he thought before.

Vaguely, the figures of the two people began to overlap in his eyes.

Repaying the peach, since Turner also rushed into the front line with him, Lu Yuan didn't hide it, and handed him a few smoke bombs.

"Is this?" Turner turned out the smoke bomb and found the traces of the above changes at a glance, and couldn't help asking.

"I added some ingredients, like chili powder, you'd better wear a mask, of course, it's better to have a gas mask." Lu Yuan said.

"Have you tested it? Refitting this thing is not easy!" Turner asked hurriedly.

"Don't worry, how else would I know that masks work?" Lu Yuan said.

This is really not his nonsense. Although it is not easy to modify the shaped smoke bomb, he did not get this kind of old toy that can be repaid at any time when he went to Luxin last time.

Anyway, he couldn't sell it (the final recycling price was about 1 point per thousand), and he was afraid of accidents, so he simply disassembled and played a lot.

During this process, it was discovered that the most important thing was that the metal parts were corroded and other components were aging. The aerosol failure was also a serious problem.

When he re-made the smoke filling agent again, he suddenly wondered what would happen if he mixed some pepper and chili powder in it.

Although the result is not so epoch-making, it is still much better than this old model smoke bomb. They were transformed into a simple and cheap version of tear gas.

As for the source of chili powder, this is Los Santos, not far from Maiheikou, the country of origin of chili.