Port Harcourt was a typical port city. Ye Qing arrived at one o'clock in the morning local time. At this time, there were trucks loaded with minerals running through the road from time to time. The roadside signs were all in English, and most of them were restaurants, bars, and hotels.
After almost ten hours in the car, Ye Qing finally saw the modern civilization again and asked the Master Metal Expert to pull over.
Then he came down, shook his hands and kicked his legs, stretched out a big lazy waist, and stretched his joints to make a "peeling" sound.
The peons also got off the car, and the AUG assault rifle with a scope was in their hands, firmly guarding Ye Qing's safety.
Ye Qing made a big yawn: "There seems to be no problem all the way. It seems that Nigeria is not as exaggerated as the news said."
"Da da da ~"
As soon as Ye Qing's voice fell, there was a sudden crisp and deafening gunshot behind a hotel opposite.
Accompanied by the gunshot, there was an obvious sound of metal being pierced.
"Get in the car ~" Ye Qing was shocked. He just praised for less than three seconds, and Port Harcourt couldn't wait to show what was wild in front of Ye Qing.
The rendezvous point with the Lord's Battleship was chosen on an uninhabited beach in the suburbs.
The Mercedes-Benz G65 drove to the beach with a searchlight, and the sparkling sea suddenly boiled up, as if a giant beast was about to break out of the sea.
This was a steel behemoth that anyone who saw it would be amazed. After breaking out of the water, it just relied on four wide full-motion propulsion vertical tails to crawl up and down to the beach.
The hatch opened, revealing the heavy armor No. 1 in the cargo cabin.
Two Master Metal Experts and two Monster Laborers also jumped down. Their expressions were still the same, and there was no sense of fatigue from the long journey.
The heavy armor No. 1 was driven out, and the Mercedes-Benz G65 went in, and Ye Qing also got into the cockpit.
Five minutes later, there was only a shabby minibus left on the beach, and no one was interested in looking at it for a second time.
The minibus was motionless. At five o'clock in the morning, the sun had already exposed the sea level, bringing golden dawn to Port Harcourt, and the shabby minibus started.
The low and powerful engine sound seemed to come from a main battle tank instead of a scrapped minibus.
"Follow the road ahead for ten kilometers. There is a large port. There is a white van outside the port. Flash your light at it twice, and it will flash three times in response. There are the weapons and equipment we need inside. "
Ye Qing sat in the Lord-class battleship, observing and commanding the operation through the satellite network.
It used the equipment of the Weipu Satellite Network Company, which could connect to the latest generation of network communication satellites and carry out 15 MB per second data exchange.
There was once a joke that was not very funny to describe the high traffic fees of satellite networks.
In the early part of this year, there was an anti-poaching organization patrolling the African prairie. Who would have thought that one of their w7 system laptops would automatically upgrade to w10 system through the satellite network. As a result, this anti-poaching organization, which relied on social donations to survive, was deducted more than 10,000 US dollars in traffic fees.
The satellite traffic had deducted all of their funds. Because they owed money, they were unable to contact the other patrolling volunteers.
The faster the speed, the more expensive the fee.
Ye Qing watched the real-time picture through the monitor. Naturally, he did not feel distressed about the traffic fees. Who would have thought that the shabby minibus, which had just left the beach for a short time, would have an accident?
On the road ahead, there were two pickup trucks, one on the left and one on the right, blocking the road, leaving only a gap for vehicles to pass.
Soldiers wearing camouflage and holding AKs stood in the compartment. Soldiers also stood in the gap of the road, and they stopped every passing truck.
"Not good." Ye Qing's heart thumped quickly.
That shabby minibus not only had no annual inspection mark, but also no license plate. The glass was also covered with an opaque black glass film, so nothing could be seen from the outside.
The minibus was fake, and the Master Metal Expert did not have a driver's license. Even a blind person could find the problem.
Seeing the minibus slowly moving forward, the soldiers in front of the road inspection were turning over a truck to check carefully. Another soldier on the ground waved to the minibus to pull over.
"Attention, get ready to rush." Ye Qing issued an order through the satellite network: "After the rush, do not go to the port. Go back directly to the Anut area. I will find a way to get the weapons."
"If they want to chase us, just knock them over. Don't give them time to continue their attack."
"Understood." The Master Metal Expert driving was calm and ready to execute the order.
On the coastal road, the shabby minibus immediately attracted the attention of the soldiers.
Because the minibus had no license plate, when they waved to pull over two hundred meters away, the minibus seemed to have not seen them. It neither turned on the turn signal nor drove to the side.
In response to this strange performance, the soldiers around the two pickup trucks quickly responded.
They jumped out of the car and raised their assault rifles to aim. There were a total of eight soldiers. If they encountered an ordinary minibus, their firepower was enough to tear it into a honeycomb.
The Master Metal Expert completely regarded them as air and still drove forward in its own way.
"Stop!"
The soldier in the middle, with the rank of captain on his shoulder, shouted.
"Boom ~" When the distance was still 100 meters, the minibus suddenly burst into a beast-like engine roar.
The eight soldiers in the front loaded their AK assault rifles, and the soldier in the middle with a beret raised his AK and fired a warning shot.
"Da da da ~"
After the three warning shots, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the tanned faces of the soldiers.
The distance was 50 meters, which was the best shooting distance for assault rifles.
Ye Qing, who had already turned his head and did not intend to see the soldiers who set up the checkpoint being knocked away, or the pickup truck being knocked away, suddenly thought of something in a flash of lightning.
He thought of a plan B.
"Wait!"
Ye Qing shouted through the headset: "Slow down and pull over, execute plan B."
The shabby minibus sank down, the beast-like engine sound disappeared, the turn signal flashed, and the body tilted to the side of the road.
A second later, the merciless bullets would be shot by the soldiers.
When the minibus stopped, it was only more than ten meters away from the soldiers. Seven assault rifles pointed at the window, and the leading captain rushed forward and shouted: "Get off immediately, give you three seconds to consider."
"One."
"Two."
With a sound, the shabby door slid to one side, and it turned out to be an automatic door. A Master Metal Expert blocked all their sights.
"Asian?"
Hands on the head, how many people are in the car? " The more the black captain looked at the minibus, the more wrong it was. Its physique was far wider than the ordinary minibus, and its height was too high.
Seeing the Master Metal Expert standing motionless at the door of the car, several other soldiers raised their guns fiercely, intending to open the head of the Master Metal Expert.
"Wait!"
The black captain's eyes widened in an instant.
Then he pushed away his restless companion and scolded: "Are you blind? This is our most distinguished guest."
A stack of banknotes with Franklin's head was held in the hands of the Master Metal Expert.
As these colorful banknotes rose, the eight soldiers made a "gulp ~" sound of swallowing saliva.
Franklin's face only existed on the $100 bill.
A $100 bill, in barren Nigeria, represented five times the average monthly income of the local people.
And a stack of $100...
"Honorable sir, honorable guest." The black captain's attitude turned 180 degrees, and he put on what he thought was the kindest smile, and said in English: "I just offended you, please don't be angry."
Then, the black captain kicked the soldier next to him and shouted in the local language: "Go and get the cigars in the car."
A box of cigars that may also be filial piety was flattered by the black captain.
From beginning to end, the Master Metal Expert did not say a word.
The two pickup trucks hurriedly withdrew, and eight soldiers lined up in a row and kept waving to the slowly moving minibus. They smiled sincerely and shouted: "Welcome to come again next time."
Plan B...
It was an unexpected success!
Fifteen minutes later, the minibus drove to the port and smoothly handed over to the munitions van.
Forty minutes later, the minibus returned the same way.
The soldiers threw away the cigarette butts from a distance, drove the pickup truck to the side of the road again, and then stood in a row, with the most sincere smile on their faces and waved goodbye.
Ye Qing shook his head somewhat speechlessly, and then started the Lord's Battleship, along the coastline, in a semi-submerged manner, heading toward the Anut area hundreds of miles away.
The dilapidated minibus ran at a more wild speed than the Mercedes-Benz G65, and the dust was billowing all the way.
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