As soon as Jiang Cheng walked out of the hotel, he received a message on his phone. It showed Long Ziming and Zhou Yixuan's photos and their current location. Jiang Cheng memorized their faces by heart, then opened Google to check the map. He immediately hailed a taxi on the side of the road and told the driver the location of a gun shop not far from the target location. After all, he didn't have any weapons with him, so he didn't have much confidence.
Jiang Cheng got out of the car and walked into the medium-sized gun shop. He found that there was not a single customer inside. There was only an old Caucasian man sleeping listlessly with his hands on his cheeks. Jiang Cheng glanced at the road, then quickly walked into the gun shop and rang the bell on the counter.
As soon as the bell rang, the boss woke up from his sweet dreams. He stared at the Chinese man in front of him and said with a smile, "Hi, my dear friend, my name is George. Is there anything I can help you with?"
Jiang Cheng silently took out a stack of cash from his pocket and waved it in front of him. He said in a low voice, "I hope to buy something that I like, and it's not on the record, you know!"
George looked at the door and found that there were very few people on the street at the moment. He quickly got up and walked out of the bar. He quickly pulled down the shutter and said to Jiang Cheng mysteriously, "Dear customer, please follow me. I guarantee that you will be able to buy whatever you need."
Jiang Cheng looked at the inventory in his shop and found that they were all very simple basic firearms. There were no heavy weapons at all. But thinking about it, although D Nation didn't prohibit guns, they couldn't openly sell heavy weapons. Otherwise, it would be no laughing matter if their citizens rebelled one day.
However, it was more than enough to buy pistols and shotguns for self-defense. Jiang Cheng looked at the firearms, shook his head, and followed the old George into the inner room.
George brought Jiang Cheng to the innermost wall of the shop. Just as Jiang Cheng was wondering why he brought him to this place, he saw George take out a remote control the size of a car key from his pocket. Soon, the wall moved and slowly opened.
Jiang Cheng looked at the opened wall and found that it was a completely different world inside. It was a small secret room with weapons hanging on three walls. There were classic AK-47s, Tom submachine guns, China made Type 56, and other famous guns made in Europe. But the most memorable one was an RPG rocket launcher. It was placed in the middle of the wall with a murderous aura, occupying half of the wall.
Mr. George made a gesture of invitation and said, "Mister, which one do you like? Feel free to take it. All the things here are good and cheap, and they have a full range of styles. I guarantee that you will get the weapon you like."
Jiang Cheng looked at Mr. George in surprise, then strode into the gun room. The first thing he picked up was the Tom submachine gun. Jiang Cheng used this kind of thing a lot. It had strong firepower, a large magazine, and high accuracy. It was one of his favorites.
But not long after he picked it up, he put it down gently. He was going to carry out an assassination mission. How could he bring such a big killer weapon with him? Wouldn't that expose him in advance? After thinking about it, he picked up a domestic Type 92 pistol, took three full magazines, and picked up two Chinese grenades. He turned to Joe and said, "Okay, that's all."
Mr. George looked at the man from the East in front of him in surprise and said, "Mister, are you sure these weapons are enough for you?"
Jiang Cheng smiled and loaded the pistol. He said, "Don't worry, it's completely enough. This money is all yours. I don't want anyone to know that I've been here." As he said that, he divided the 10,000 US dollars he had just withdrawn in the afternoon into two halves and handed one half to Joe.
Old George smiled and stretched out two fingers to take the US dollars that he had handed over. He nodded and said, "Of course, I'm very particular about business ethics. The customer's information is top secret to me. I guarantee that no third party will know about it except me."
Jiang Cheng nodded with satisfaction. After putting away the things, he quickly went out of the gun shop and set off for the target location.
As soon as Jiang Cheng left, Old George picked up the phone, dialed 911, and described what had just happened in detail. As soon as the Police Department of H City heard that a mysterious person had bought a gun, they immediately reported the situation to the Anti-Terrorism Intelligence Agency. When the staff of the Anti-Terrorism Agency heard that there might be spies and agents acting in Country D, they immediately relayed the situation to their superiors who were in charge of intelligence work. They said that there were agents from China preparing to carry out an assassination in H City. When the director of the Anti-Terrorism Agency heard that the situation was so serious, he immediately summoned his subordinates to discuss the case.
Soon, all kinds of information about Jiang Cheng were immediately displayed on the big screen in the studio. Major Taylor, who was wearing a shirt and a pistol at his waist, was explaining the case to everyone and preparing to carry out the arrest.
However, after talking for a long time, he still couldn't say anything because the information about Jiang Cheng on the screen was extremely little. There was only his name, age, and nationality. Moreover, the name wasn't Jiang Cheng's real name, but the fake name on his passport, Jiang Wei.
Major Taylor was originally Lieutenant Colonel Taylor. Because of his reckless command and poor planning in the last operation in Country F, he caused heavy casualties among the Rangers and Marines, and also lost an Apache armed reconnaissance helicopter worth 30 million US dollars. What was even more absurd was that all the missiles on the helicopter hit their own people, which was simply a great shame for Army D. After the operation, the Rangers were transferred to Afghanistan.
However, Lieutenant Colonel Taylor didn't have it so good. He was summoned back to Country D and wrote a mission report that was dozens of pages long. However, in the end, he still couldn't avoid taking responsibility. His rank of Lieutenant Colonel was also gone, and he was demoted to Major. The direction of his responsibility also changed. He was no longer in charge of foreign intelligence work, which was easy to obtain meritorious service. Instead, he was in charge of intelligence security in America. The entire Intelligence Bureau knew that if one wanted to be promoted and have power, they had to be in charge of overseas work. That was the fastest way to get promoted. However, staying in America wasn't so good. There were very few opportunities for meritorious service, so it was naturally difficult to get promoted.
This time, he couldn't understand why there would be a Chinese agent who dared to carry out an assassination in Country D. Although Taylor didn't know the purpose of this agent's action, he knew that this matter was definitely not simple. Otherwise, the Chinese wouldn't casually send an agent to carry out an assassination in Country D. This wasn't in line with their usual style. Just like Country D, they dared to act recklessly everywhere in the world, but they didn't dare to act recklessly in China and Russia, because the slightest mistake would cause an earthquake in the world.
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