Monster Factory

Port Harcourt is a typical port city. Ye Qing arrived at one o'clock in the morning. At this time, there were trucks carrying minerals running from time to time. The signs on the roadside were also in English, among which restaurants, bars and hotels were mostly.

After ten hours in the car, I finally saw the modern civilization of Ye Qing again, letting metal experts stop by.

Then I kicked my hands and kicked my legs, stretched out a big lazy waist, and pulled out the joints.

Juli’s hard work also followed the car, and the aug assault rifle with the aiming arm was in the hand, firmly guarding Ye Qing’s safety.

Ye Qing made a big fuss: "It seems that there is no problem along the way. It seems that Nigaya is not as exaggerated as the news."

"哒哒哒~"

Ye Qing’s voice just fell, behind the hotel opposite, it suddenly sounded crisp and deafening.

With the gunshots, there is a clear metal breakdown.

"Get on the bus~" Ye Qing was shocked. After just three hours of exaggeration, Port Harcourt couldn't wait to show him a wild in front of Ye Qing.

The location where it merged with the lord's battleship was chosen on an uninhabited beach in the suburbs.

The Mercedes-Benz g65 traveled to the beach with a searchlight, and the sparkling sea suddenly boiled up. It seemed that there were giant beasts to break through the sea.

This is a steel behemoth that anyone can see and be amazed. After breaking out of the water, it relies on four large, full-motion propulsion tails that crawl together to the beach.

The hatch is opened to expose the heavy armor No. 1 in the cargo hold.

Two metal experts, and two giant laborers also jumped down, and they still looked the same, without any tiredness of the boat.

The heavy armor was opened, and the Mercedes-Benz g65 went in. Ye Qing also got into the cockpit.

Five minutes later, there was a dilapidated one on the beach, and no one was interested in seeing it in the second eye.

The bus was motionless. At five o'clock in the morning, the sun was already out of the sea, bringing a golden dawn to Port Harcourt, and the dilapidated bus was launched.

The low and strong engine sound seems to have come from a main battle tank, not a bus that has been scrapped for years.

"The road is 10 kilometers ahead of the road. There is a large port. There is a white van outside the port. You flashed it twice, and it has to flash three times to respond. That is, there is the weapon we need."

Ye Qing sits in the battleship of the lord and observes and directs the operation through the satellite network.

It uses the Wep satellite network equipment, which can connect to the latest generation of network communication satellites for 15mb/sec data exchange.

There used to be a less funny joke to describe the expensive traffic charges for satellite networks.

In the first half of this year, an anti-poaching organization patrolled the African savannah, who wanted them to upgrade their laptops to a w10 system via a satellite network. As a result, the anti-poaching organization that relied on social donations survived more than 10,000 US dollars in traffic charges.

Satellite traffic has deducted their activity funds, and because of the arrears, they are unable to contact other volunteers on patrol.

The faster the speed, the more expensive the tariff.

Ye Qing watches the real-time picture through the monitor, and naturally does not feel bad about the traffic fee. Whoever wants this dilapidated bus, just after leaving the beach, has an accident.

On the road ahead, there are two pickups, one left and one right, across the roadside, leaving only a gap for the vehicle to walk.

Standing in the carriage, wearing a camouflage, holding a ak soldier. At the gap in the road, soldiers were also standing. They stopped every passing truck.

"Not good." Ye Qing's heart twitched and jumped quickly.

This dilapidated bus did not have any annual inspection marks, and even the license plates did not. The glass is also fully opaque with a black glass film, and nothing can be seen from the outside.

The bus is fake, and the metal experts don't have a driver's license.

Seeing that the bus was slowly advancing, the soldiers in front of the road inspection were checking in a truck and scrutinizing it. There was another soldier on the ground, waving the hand to the bus.

"Attention, please prepare the card." Ye Qing issued an order through the satellite network: "Do not go to the port after punching the card, return directly to the road, head toward Anu, and I will find a way to weapon."

"They have to chase them, knock them over and don't give them time to continue attacking."

"Understand." The metal expert driving the car is calm and ready to execute the punch card order.

On the coastal road, this dilapidated bus was immediately brought to the attention of the military.

Because the car did not have a license, when they waved to the side two hundred meters away, the bus seemed to be the same as not seen, neither turning the lights nor driving.

In response to this strange performance, the soldiers around the two pickup trucks responded quickly.

They jumped out of the car and raised their assault rifles. A total of eight soldiers, if they encounter an ordinary bus, this firepower is enough to tear it into a honeycomb.

Metal experts completely regard them as air, and still go ahead with them.

"stop!"

In the middle, the soldier who shouldered the rank of squatting, shouted as the enemy.

When the distance from the bang ~ is 100 meters, the bus suddenly screamed like a beast-like engine.

The eight soldiers in front slammed and gave the AK assault rifle to the squad. The soldier with a beret in the middle raised the ak and fired a warning.

"哒哒哒~"

After three shots of the police, the black face of the soldiers showed a bloodthirsty smile.

There is still 50 meters away, which is the best shooting distance for assault rifles.

Already turned around, I don’t plan to see the soldiers who have set up the cards being hit, or the Ye Qing, which was hit by a pickup truck, suddenly thought of something between the electric and the Flint.

He thought of the plan b.

"and many more!"

Ye Qing shouted through the headset: "Decelerate to the side and execute the b plan."

Between the electric and the flint, the worn-out bus went down, the beast-like engine sound disappeared, the turn signal flashed, and the body leaned toward the roadside.

One second later, the ruthless bullets will be shot by the soldiers.

Wait until the bus stops, only a dozen meters away from the soldiers. The seven-shot assault rifle pointed at the window, and the leader’s captain rushed forward and shouted: “Get off the bus and give you three seconds to consider.”

"One."

"two."

With a bang, the dilapidated door slid open to the side, and it was still an automatic door. A metal expert blocked all of their sight.

"Asian?"

Holding your head in your hands, how many people are there in the car? "The more the black man looks at the CMB, the worse it is. Its physique is far wider than the ordinary CMB, and its height is too high."

Seeing the metal experts standing at the door of the car, the other soldiers raised their guns and intended to give the metal experts a head.

"and many more!"

The eyes of the black captain's eyes suddenly widened.

Then he pushed the companion next to him and shook his face and shouted: "Is it yours, this is our most distinguished guest."

A ticket bearing the head of Franklin was smashed by a metal expert.

As these colorful banknotes were raised, the eight soldiers invariably issued the sound of "咕噜~" swallowing saliva.

Franklin’s head is only $100.

A $100, in the poor Nicara, represents a five-fold monthly income per capita.

And a hundred dollars...

"Mr. Honorable, distinguished guest." The black captain’s attitude turned into a 180-degree turn, and he put on a smile that he thought was the most kind. He said in awkward English: "Just offended you, don't be angry. ”

As he said, the black man kicked the soldier next to him and shouted in the local language: "Go and bring the cigar in the car."

A box of cigars that may be filial to others is held by the black man.

At the end of the day, the metal experts did not say a word.

The two pickup trucks were untied and the eight soldiers lined up in a row. They kept waving this slow-moving bus. They smiled sincerely and shouted: "Welcome to come again next time."

Plan b...

Unexpected success!

Fifteen minutes later, the bus traveled to the port and was successfully handed over to the munition van.

After forty minutes, the CMB car returned.

The gangs threw away the cigarettes from far away, and pushed the pickups to the side of the road again, then stood in a row with their most sincere smiles waving their faces.

Ye Qing shook his head in a speechless manner, and then started the lord battleship, along the coastline, in a semi-submarine manner, heading for the Anu area a few hundred miles away.

The dilapidated bus was running wilder than the Mercedes-Benz g65, and the dust was rolling all the way.

At noon, the lord battleship arrived in Anu with the CMB. (To be continued.)