The Treasure Hunt of an Antique Dealer

The bulletproof vest also depends on the occasion. If you want to die fast this time, you wear it. Once you are hit, you will die horribly!

Of course, the same goes for being shot without wearing it: an elephant can be brought down with a single shot, so don't expect to live after being shot in the torso!

Anyway, once you are hit, you can die if you don't wear it. If you don't wear it, you can be lighter. Only a fool can wear it.

After arranging their respective areas of responsibility, Kruger finally reminded: "Everyone talks in English. Our American brothers don't understand Afrikaans."

The joint meeting ended temporarily in this way, and the captains of each squad would explain to their team members again.

Here Guan Xingquan confessed: "Don't overturn the boat in the gutter, I don't want to pick up your broken arms and legs."

When we will leave, this trip will be ambush at least until tomorrow morning. The decision just now was that if no poachers were encountered, then this kind of hunting would last for three days.

There is an important question: how do you tell if the person you meet is a poacher?

Kruger gave a very simple solution before: "The guys who participated in the hunt today are all white people and our Chinese brothers from the United States, so...any dark-skinned target in the hunting ground within three days, everyone can shoot. !"

This is the way to distinguish, simple, crude, and direct!

In order to avoid accidents, even the black buddies who worked in the camp had to stay within the camp for the past three days, lest they get confused by their own bullets.

After leaving an hour later, Guan Xingquan helped Zhang Nan to replace the shotgun with an infrared night vision scope and calibrate it.

"Stay honestly in the camp."

"No problem, don't worry."

Guan Xingquan's eight are all the same semi-desert camouflage jackets of the US military, equipped with various weapons and two kinds of ammunition.

Before they turned around, Lin Ming and Li Panfeng who remained behind actually saluted the guys.

It was not the Chinese military salute. Lin Ming and Lin Ming hadn't talked so much about the occasion, but a deformed US military salute. Two fingers gestured.

It's all right now, destroying the otherwise serious atmosphere.

There were eight people who set off in return—three American bodyguards; some laughed—that was Guan Xingquan; and they nodded—this was Karimi.

gone.

Seeing a group of off-road jeeps roaring out of the camp gate, it suddenly felt a little empty.

It's hard to say what it's like, it seems that my relatives are on the battlefield, and I can only stay at home to watch the excitement.

There are still five or six black buddies left in the camp, plus a white guy in charge. This will be assigning jobs. To put it bluntly, it is to prevent those poachers from getting nervous and turning into robbers.

Poachers in South Africa generally dare not do such crazy things, but there are precedents on the other side of the border.

Brown voluntarily suggested that Xiang Zhangsheng live in the same room with Xiang Zhangsheng, and replaced it with the one facing the back of the hillside: Get the 50-fold telescope originally in the campsite, which is considered to be responsible for the observation task behind the campsite.

Zhang Nan doesn't need to change rooms. Lin Ming and Li Panfeng live on the left side of their room, and besides, they have to look after the small oil bottle in the room on the right.

Seeing that the black buddies locked the big iron gate, the camp that was noisy just now was quiet, and Zhang Nan returned to the "big shack."

It's safe in the daytime, and there are black buddies to let the wind go, but it is best not to get out of the thorn circle, which is also boring.

In the lobby, I met Charlize Theron who was sitting on the sofa in a daze, and said: "Go, let you have a fun."

"what?"

This happily hunting turned into a "short-term detention", and the little girl immediately felt bored after the excitement just passed.

"Peeping!"

"Playing peeping?" Charlize Theron was a little puzzled, wondering in his heart.

"A good way to pass the time is to have a telescope."

There is a huge viewing telescope in the room, which can be seen very far from a position equivalent to eight or nine stories high.

Using the tricks learned from the movie, instead of spying on the distant animals from the balcony, he hides in the room and watches on the bed.

Charlize Theron had a great time, and it was fun to watch several impalas grazing two kilometers away. Zhang Nan next to him was taking a break from his busy schedule, dozing off on the sofa.

The door to the room was left open, reassuring Dean: his people would not arrive until more than an hour later.

Don't worry about safety at all, because Lin Ming and Li Panfeng are in this building.

...

Just when Zhang Nan was so bored to dozing off, Guan Xingquan and the others had already rushed for more than 20 kilometers along the barely-existing dirt road in the sparse woods in two jeeps, and arrived at the predetermined location.

There was an old man named Old Hans as a guide. This man was in his sixties and belonged to the poor among the South African whites. He had been in the camp for more than ten years.

There are also poor among white South Africans, and Old Hans is one of them.

Without his own land, his legs are a little lame, and his wife is still dead early. This will be his only son working as a gold miner in the west. In addition, he has two grandsons to raise. A few years ago, he came to the camp to find work.

This work has lasted ten years.

It’s great to have a job like this. Even if it’s a handyman, the salary is five or six times that of a black miner, and half of his son’s income.

Old Hans still manages food and housing here. Starting this year, he still has a pension. The money can be saved to subsidize his son's family. It is enough to hire a few black nanny to take care of his grandson.

The poor, of course, don’t need to be so extravagant. He and his son are saving money, hoping to buy a small independent building with a small lawn in the suburbs of Petersburg, and they can retire after a few years of work.

He is very familiar with this hunting ground ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This trip will guide Guan Xingquan and the others.

There was a sparse stone hillside with many trees in front of him. Old Hans pointed to it: "Mr. Guan, 200 meters east from the foot of the **** is Mozambique. From above, you can observe the surrounding area of ​​seven or eight kilometers.

And there are no poisonous snakes on this mountain, nor a group of lions taking this as a nest. "

Guan Xingquan was also observing the surroundings, and felt that the terrain was good. The others have already dispersed and become a standard alert position: even if they shoot from any angle from a height, it is impossible for this machine gun to hit more than one-third of the people in the first long shot.

"Xiamili, Karimi, set up an observation post, we will be divided into two groups to sweep the horizon!"

"Yes, Captain!"

The two Tajik fighters immediately went up to the stone slope. Both of them were carrying high-precision shotguns, which could be used as snipers.

"Randy, Paul, Linman, you go to the left, search for 1 kilometer, and don't enter the border of Mozambique."

"Yes, Captain!"

It is convenient to search in groups of three Americans: it is also used to practice together.

A group of Guan Xingquan, Jin Wenbo and Alyosha went one kilometer from the right to the left from Shitoupo.

As for the old Hans, he parked the two jeeps that had driven over to the foot of the stone slope, took out his portable machete and chopped down a few pieces of acacia branches and surrounded the car, watching the car rest.

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