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Chapter 742

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Thousands of miles high in the sky, there is always a different scenery.

The two black Ilyushin Il-76 were like two black swans soaring in the sky.

"Boys, I am your captain, Ma Yi. This trip will take seventeen hours. If you are hungry, the kitchen is on the right and the bathroom is on the left. The kitchen is full of delicious meals specially cooked by the company's chef. You can eat them after heating them up with an induction cooker.

We will stop in Dubai for an hour, but I advise you not to go to the duty-free shop there if you want to eat soil for the next month. "

In the cabin full of cargo, the pilot Ma Yi laughed into the headset. "Who is airsick, remember to vomit in the bathroom!"

"Cut …"

The slightly flirtatious words at the airport were exchanged for the collective ridicule of one hundred employees.

These hundreds of employees were all young and strong men. For this plan, everyone had gone through 20 days of overseas training. Among them, physical fitness is a very important item. Now they feel that they have endless energy. How can they be airsick?

However, after sitting for a long time, it is true that it is uncomfortable to curl up.

Plane No. 1 is equipped with power generation equipment, so the employees sit on Plane No. 2. Unlike taking an airline flight, taking their own plane, although the comfort is a little worse, they feel proud and unrestrained.

So when the Il-76 drilled into the stratosphere, some employees unfastened their seat belts and laughed in the huge space of the aft deck to stretch their muscles and bones.

It is still cool to sit on the company's plane. It is boring to sit, and a few people can get together to play Fight the Landlord.

"Don't go too many, up to fifteen people take turns, and more will affect the balance of our plane." The pilot observed the change in the plane's center of gravity through the instrument and shouted into the microphone.

"Brother Huang, do you think we can really play with guns when we get to Nigeria?" In the crowd, a dark-skinned young man reclined on the warehouse door with his hands behind his head.

Next to him is a young man with a short buzz cut, a somewhat thin physique, but his eyes make people feel very aggressive, with a fearless look in them. His name is Huang Qiang, 29 years old this year. He graduated from the Jinling Police Academy. After graduation, he went straight to the army and became an elite soldier in an ace field brigade.

After serving in the army for six years, he easily obtained a job in the security department of the Monster Industries.

His relatives and friends had mocked him at the beginning, saying that Huang Qiang had graduated from a prestigious university and had been in the army for six years. When he came back, he was just like those people with junior high school diplomas and could only be a security guard.

He was the captain of the security team and had more than 20 people under him.

Later on, no one said that Huang Qiang was not doing well, because he was doing so well that even his friends and family were jealous of him.

"Didn't the company say that everyone there will be given a Colt?" Huang Qiang nodded his head. Like most men, he was looking forward to his life there.

The chaotic Africa was filled with the spirit of adventure. This was the life a man should live!

"Colt?" The dark-skinned young man next to him was a little confused. "Have you played with this gun before, Brother Huang?"

"The ones I play in the army are all 92. Colt is a foreign product. How can I see it in the army?" Huang Qiang looked up at the white light hanging on the ceiling of the cabin. "But it's definitely an M1911. This pistol is said to be the most classic pistol in the world. I was born in the army. It's definitely not a problem to get an assault rifle. When the time comes, I'll get more bullets. Let's take advantage of our free time to form a group to hunt antelopes and bison.

Imagine that we are in the boundless prairie, driving a jeep to chase the African game that we saw in the animal world every day when we were children. This is the life of a man! "

"Yes, Brother Huang, I applied to the company to come to Africa because I can play with guns and hunt. Otherwise, this place is hot and chaotic. Who would want to come? "

The conversation between the two quickly attracted other employees who were exercising their muscles and bones. In the previous training, everyone had known that Huang Qiang had the ability to fight against ten people in terms of skill and marksmanship. After that, they all affectionately called him Brother Huang. At this time, when they heard the two talking about the wild life of a man in Africa, they immediately lay down and fantasized about the days after arriving in Africa.

"By the way, Brother Huang, do you think we will be in danger?" An employee with glasses asked with some concern.

"No." Huang Qiang yawned. Huang Qiang yawned. "The company has a good foundation in Nigeria. There is a local warlord named General Maups, who is the spokesperson of the company. They are responsible for public security."

"This … is it reliable? The African warlords in the movie are all murderers who don't blink and don't recognize their relatives. In case they covet the wealth of our company!"

It may be that Huang Qiang, who was from the security team, has to shoulder the responsibility for the safety of employees, or it may be that he has seen too many worried eyes.

Therefore, Huang Qiang decided to give them a dose of reassurance.

Anyway, these things are not secrets. After arriving in Nigeria, they will be made public.

"Did you see the goods in those goods that are packed in large engineering plastic boxes?"

"Of course, I can see it. The color of the box is military green. It's so conspicuous."

"Do you know what's in it?" Huang Qiang didn't wait for everyone to urge him and laughed and revealed the mystery. "There are ten sets of security robots in it. When the time comes, they will be installed around the mine and around the employee living area. Don't talk about the little warlord, Captain America will also beat him into a sieve. "

… …

Thirteen hours later, the employees, who were originally excited and full of longing, yawned one by one and were sleepy.

Some people reclined on the automatic hatch at the end of the warehouse, while others used the small bag issued by the company to cover their heads and slept on the deck next to their seats.

Unrestrained, this is the advantage of taking your own company's plane.

Two Il-76 planes have taken off from Dubai Airport. Refilled with fuel, they will fly over the Red Sea and the famous Suez Canal Bay and arrive at the African continent.

After another six hours, the captain's slightly excited voice came from the speaker: "Boys, cheer up, we have arrived in Nigeria. After we fill up with fuel at the airport, we will go straight to the Anut District. When we get there, we will be home. "

As soon as he finished speaking, more than half of the people in the cabin, who were sleeping everywhere, stood up with a crash.

Then the hatch on the second floor opened, and a young man with a serious face and standing like a javelin walked out of the cockpit.

For some reason, hundreds of employees saw Jin Liuhai, like mice seeing a cat, and they did not dare to breathe. Even Huang Qiang stood up straight, as if he had seen the officer who was several levels above.

"Huang Qiang, Cao Shan, Wang Tianshui, Li Hao, Zhang Jishan, Hou Xiaonan …"

"The twelve people whose names have been called will get off the plane with me later." The Master Metal Expert, whose pseudonym was Jin Liuhai, glanced at the crowd, and the named employees shouted subconsciously.

Half an hour later, the plane stopped at the airport. While fueling again, the Master Metal Expert took twelve employees with inquiring eyes off the plane.

After a while, two fuel fillers drove over, followed by two white container trucks, which stopped next to Machine No. 1. The Master Metal Expert took people forward and opened the huge tail cabin of Machine No. 1.

"Hey, Mr. Jin, we meet again." A strong white man jumped off the truck. He seemed to be very familiar with the Master Metal Expert. After greeting him warmly, he opened the container behind the car and took the lead in moving a long plastic engineering box from inside.

Huang Qiang saw the yellow font printed on the box, and his eyes were fixed in an instant.

There were M2HB-QCB, 12.7 × 99mm, .50, and so on on it.

This was the standard heavy machine gun M2 popular in Europe and the United States. It was the M2 that Rambo used to smash a car in the first drop of blood, then smash a row of trees in front of him, and then smash a group of enemies into pieces …

"What are you doing?" The Master Metal Expert glared. "Hurry up and move."

The twelve employees woke up from a dream and hurriedly jumped onto the container.

There were twenty M2HB's that could be quickly disassembled, boxes of Colt's, all kinds of breathtaking black gun barrels, boxes of ammo, and rows of assault rifles.

Twelve employees and five foreigners worked for nearly half an hour before they finally emptied two containers and moved the firearms inside to Machine No. 1.

Huang Qiang roughly counted. There were nearly a million rounds of various types of ammunition. Of these, two-thirds were fed to those M2 heavy machine guns …

When the plane took off again and headed for Nigeria, the twelve employees who had just gone out to run the field had their eyes on the sky at this time.

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