Metal Ranger of the Endless Plane

Just when the two people suspected that the two cars might sink to the bottom, the rear compartment of the van suddenly opened in both directions. Then, a few four-wheeled ATVs, or all-terrain vehicles, rushed out from inside, and rushed straight into the water, making a sharp turn and rushing toward the opposite shore of the lake.

"I'm going! Amphibious all-terrain vehicle?" The police dog couldn't help shouting, the excitement in his voice was beyond words.

Sure enough, several four-wheeled motorcycles filed out from the rear compartment. After the car body was completely in the water, the four wheels were folded outwards and upward, and then a burst of water came out from the rear and underside of the car, pushing the all-terrain vehicle forward. Rush forward.

"This..." Lu Yuan was also quite surprised. I didn't expect these guys to come up with such a large toy, not to mention that under the current circumstances, it turned out to be quite easy to use.

"Uh, but so, those trackers just now?" Lu Yuan said again.

"Don't worry, haha, it's a cluster of micro-trackers, as long as it is stained a little, it will work." The police dog smiled and said, "Well, we can't catch up anyway, let's go back."

Lu Yuan still unwillingly glanced at the amphibious motorcycle driving away, and looked at the van left by them in the lake. He was planning to check on the car, but saw that the two vans were almost at the same time. Spontaneous combustion occurred, and the entire car body disappeared in a moment.

I don't know if the combustion agent is special, even the surrounding lake water can't make the spontaneous combustion van extinguished.

Lu Yuan was stunned looking at this reasonable and expected scene, and he could only sigh and say with the police dog, "Now I can only go back."

"Ha, just get used to it, these guys are very slippery!" The police dog smiled, but said very sadly.

Hearing this, Lu Yuan suddenly had a hunch that those amphibious motorcycles would soon disappear into flames.

After returning to the missile position, Lu Yuan suddenly discovered that not only was it completely occupied by the lieutenant, but also some guys who were obviously the staff of the security office had already begun to inspect the Black God missile vehicle.

Seeing that the two of Lu Yuan came back, the lieutenant said something to an office worker in a black suit and black sunglasses and walked over.

Knowing that the police dog had completed the scheduled plan, the lieutenant couldn't help but chuckle, "Yes, good job. Well, there are your cleaners, thank you this time."

According to the firm's reward for this mission, Lu Yuan's income could be between 100,000 and 150,000. It's not too much, and it's even better to help the offline protagonist set up a jewelry store.

However, from the time I received the assignment to the present, two hours have not passed since I was fully paid. If the hourly rate is calculated, this is a properly high salary.

It's just that, seeing other people in the Hunter squad, after finally finishing their work, they were picking and picking and recovering weapons on the battlefield. He was quite the demeanor that Lu Yuan was awarded the name of his sweeper, so he couldn't help but ask the lieutenant curiously.

"What? Are you trying to learn from me? Clean up the battlefield?"

"Haha, you stinky boy!" The lieutenant was taken aback, then laughed. But smiling and smiling, the smile turned into a wry smile.

"Oh, there's no way. Recently, in order to track down those guys, weapons have been worn out quickly. Instead of spending a lot of money to buy them, it is better to look through the battlefield and use what is available. Save some."

"Can't compare with you, how much is your HK417A1? Fifty thousand? Eighty thousand?"

Lu Yuan was stunned, and then he remembered, don’t look at rifles like HK416, the US-Canadian military purchase price is one or two thousand dollars, just arguing that this gun is too expensive, but if you buy it on the black market, it’s really a tenfold increase. more than.

As for the HK417 as a precision shooter rifle, the military purchase price can reach 8,000. The lieutenant guessed Lu Yuan blindly and cost 80,000. It really can't be said that he has little knowledge, but rather an expert guess.

Thinking of the elite sniper who was suspected to be a black-armored warrior just now, and thinking about the arms needs of the lieutenant, Lu Yuan took a deep breath and said, "My gun is not a scope and suppressor. , Plus two 20-round spare magazines, a full set of 10,000 yuan."

"HK416 has the same configuration, 3000."

"It's so cheap?" The surrounding hunters couldn't help exclaiming at the same time, "Where did you buy it? Tell us about it?"

Lu Yuan was so frightened by their sudden cry that he almost backed away a few steps, rubbed his forehead and said, "It's easy to introduce. It's far in the sky, right in front of you, it's me."

"You?" The lieutenant squinted and looked at him several times before saying, "I heard that you started this business, but I didn't expect your energy to be so great?"

Lu Yuan was not surprised that the lieutenant knew that he was in the arms business. After all, whether it is IAA or Turner, the relationship with the lieutenant is different.

Although Lu Yuan believed that without his own permission, the current Turner would not tell the lieutenant these things.

Nodding again, Lu Yuan smiled, "I don't have much energy, I just found that I have some talents, so I just worked a little hard."

Such ambiguous words are true lies in legends.

Say it is true, because it is true. Lu Yuan discovered that he has some talent in gun manufacturing, so he tried to make his own arms with the raw materials provided by the bunker channel in order to keep the price so low.

By the way, what he just said was the selling price, not his cost.

Saying this is a lie, because from the lieutenant's tone, he thought that Lu Yuan was able to sell these guns so cheaply because he had a good relationship with a certain shipper.

In the business world, energy means connections, and connections are energy.

So that sentence became in the lieutenant's ears. Lu Yuan realized that he was quite good at dealing with arms dealers, so he tried to get in touch with him.

Although Lu Yuan trusts the lieutenant personally, there are people in the office around him, so he thinks it is better to be so ambiguous.

Knowing that Lu Yuan could get a good gun at such a cheap price, the lieutenant naturally didn't want to let it go. After discussing a few words with the captain, he ordered a batch from Lu Yuan. But I hope he can get some guns out as soon as possible and let him try them.

Naturally, Lu Yuan would not refuse this normal request. I just said that I can get a batch in a few days, then go back to the hunter and let the lieutenant try.

After talking about these things, Lu Yuan’s account also received a reward for the completion of the task, no more, no more than exactly $150,000, so he can leave.

But recalling the doubts between him, he still asked to have a good talk with the lieutenant.

The lieutenant naturally welcomed this, but when Lu Yuan asked to drive a helicopter to send them back quickly, all the people who had been in his helicopter refused at the same time, including the lieutenant himself.

"As for? I know it's a little uncomfortable, but hurry up!" Lu Yuan curled his lips.

"A little bit?" X4

...

Two hours later, in the meeting room of the City Hunter Detective Service Company.

After making a few calls, the lieutenant said, "Everyone, this reward mission is over."

According to the information gathered by all parties, a total of 9 Black God missile vehicles were stolen and 7 were recovered. The remaining two vehicles were not stolen, but were damaged in battle.

Of the seven recovered, three were recovered by the firm's registered mercenary team, including the hunter.

The other four vehicles were all recovered by Meriweather mercenaries. It is said that Don Pasival is now accepting the gratitude of the people in the city hall.

There were so many weird things during the entire operation.

Let me talk about those elite mercenaries first. Although the earliest investigative team encountered it, and Lu Yuan also encountered it, news from other teams stated that none of them appeared again.

This feeling is like that team, just came out and fell into chaos, then disappeared again, and did not really want to head-on with other people.

Including Lu Yuan's side, after finding that it was difficult for him to chew, the elite mercenaries also evacuated quickly, without any love for war.

But even so, in other teams, those weak cannon fodder have become the absolute main force, and the play is not bad. The ability to force the two mercenary teams to directly blow up the missile car instead of recovering it is a clear proof.

You know, they can get millions of rewards from the office by recovering the missile vehicle. If it blows up, the number will be more than ten times lower.

Weak chickens are not weak, and strong enemies can't come out. This thing is really weird.

"Sweeper, are you sure that the sniper is from the Black Armored forces?" After finishing the information, the lieutenant turned and asked Xiang Luyuan.

"Although I have no evidence, I do feel this way." Lu Yuan thought for a while.

"Yeah." The lieutenant nodded thoughtfully. "The black warriors didn't wear their signature power armor, and they barely showed up in front of people. It seems that they wanted to keep it secret this time."

"Why?"

"Lieutenant," Euphnia suddenly opened the door and said, "The city hall just sent a message, but the direct destruction of the aircraft that violated the ban has been pulled from the ban. The ban has been issued. Existing in name only."

"Well, this? It's just this? It made such a big movement just to abolish the no-fly order?" the lieutenant murmured.

Not to mention the hunter who was destined to reach no conclusion, his gaze turned back to the familiar underground base again.

The middle-aged man in the shadow looked at the sniper holding his arms and frowned, "Dark Eagle, are you actually injured? Hunter?"

"Yes..." The black warrior named Dark Eagle lowered his head and responded softly, but everyone around him could hear his creaking teeth.

"Hmph, it seems that you have relied on the armor for too long, and you have forgotten any battles in the flesh and blood!" The man snorted coldly, "Go down and heal your injuries!"

After speaking, the man didn't even look at the dark eagle. He turned to a researcher in a white coat next to him and asked, "How about this group of soldiers?"

"Boss, although the regiment is annihilated, but these mass-produced soldiers, who are just street gangs made by homeless people, can also be indistinguishable from the elite team of the firm, and can even cause them some casualties. It should be considered a great success. !"

Although he said so, the trembling of the white coat couldn't be hidden.

Sure enough, the person called the boss gave a cold snort and scared the person to sit on the floor.

"Huh! What kind of success is this? A total of one hundred and twenty people, even if the group is destroyed, even Meriweather has not been beaten, and only got less than ten heads? This is also called success?"

"In this case, mass-produced soldiers are not enough to rely on, so let's add something to them!"