C74

In order to get to Burma within the time limit set by the kidnappers, we chose to fly to Yunnan in the nearest civil aviation flight of three hours. He then got a car and drove to the Tengchong border without stopping. After sneaking around the checkpoint, he paid for a ride on the Shunxin Highway before finally arriving at Myitina.

Because they had to pass security by plane, Manager Qian didn't bring any weapons. He brought some special agent equipment and communication equipment that only belonged to his Supernatural Hunting Group, while Sanmei brought her a backpack. Both items were in the trunk, and it took eighteen hours on the road.

It was obvious that the other party was doing this on purpose, not giving us any time to plan or prepare, in order to catch us off guard. Furthermore, he couldn't go to the police yet. The business that Kaigaang was doing was not so open to the public, and what Lao Hei insisted on doing was handling things on the street. Manager Qian and I were puzzled, thinking, wasn't this guy just a mercenary?

Not only that, when Lao Hei reached Myanmar, he called the arms dealers that he knew before. Either no one answered the phone, or he just hung up.

Seeing this situation, we understood that these people had all been "greeted". It seems that we have provoked a very influential local tyrant. Seeing that the time was getting closer, he couldn't go empty-handed to ask for the kidnapper. Lao Hei did bring a medicine that could induce the poison in his body and turn him into a werewolf, but we are still made of flesh and blood, so we cannot risk our lives unless it is absolutely necessary.

After thinking about it again, Lao Hei contacted a very unpopular small arms dealer. Why did they call him a peddler instead of an arms dealer? It was because this person was mainly providing equipment to the small gang. Inside the store, there were piles of knives and sticks. "When he heard we were going to buy a gun, he just took a bag from the bottom of the closet with a couple of long-obsolete Soviet Tocalev T-30 pistols in it.

It was a long time ago, but it had good performance. I was familiar with this kind of gun, because the domestic Type 54 was an imitation of this kind of pistol. After buying four of these handguns, Sanmei frowned, saying that she still needed to buy two more throwing sticks. Then she used a pair of American Tactical Throwers from this house. It wasn't that the gun was bad, but the throwers were good, they were all original American. She held the stick in both hands and with a swoosh, she opened the stick and casually gestured a few times. It really did look like that.

"My double stick technique was taught personally by the late martial arts master, Bruce Lee," she said, seeing my expression. This little goblin, I thought, always gives me a fright.

Just as he was about to leave with four handguns, six boxes of bullets and a few imitation military knives, Manager Qian accidentally knocked over a photo frame on the desk where the owner was paying.

It was a young man of about twenty-five, with a red rifle butt and a log SVD slung majestically over his shoulder and two Colt python revolvers at his waist. From the looks of it, it should have been taken while he was hunting, because behind him were several rabbits and wild chickens at the foot of the forest.

"Your son?" Sanmei asked casually, she did not expect the owner to be so vigilant, and immediately replied coldly: "It's none of your business, take the things and leave."

Just when I thought that something bad was going to happen, Sanmei didn't get as angry as I thought, and instead knocked the old man out with a punch. Instead, he nodded and turned around, as if he was about to leave. Suddenly, he turned around and said to the arms vendor, "Hey, old man."

As the man looked up into her eyes, waiting for her to speak. Sanmei's eyes suddenly flashed with red light as he activated the Spirit Demon Dire Charm — — Hypnosis.

This fifty year old arms dealer clearly did not have Renato's willpower, so he was immediately hypnotized. Then, Sanmei let him take us for a ride. After a dozen or so blocks, he opened the door and returned to his home.

There was no one in his house, and we soon found his son's room in the photograph. The moment he entered the room, he was startled. There were all sorts of top weapons here and there.

L115A3, M82A1, PSG-1, MSG90, even leopard tanks.

It was pasted all over the walls, but unfortunately, they were all pictures!

It turned out that the arms dealer's son was influenced by his father's profession and was interested in weapons.

We found the SVD and the two Colt 9MM revolvers without much trouble, but there were very few of them.

However, what's very amusing is that in addition to the standard PSO-1, SVD actually has a matching NSPU-3 Night Vision Sighting Telescope. I really want to take this kid's picture off the wall and kiss him.

This gun enthusiast also spent a lot of money to hold the revolver in his hand, and the markings on its body tell me that both of them should be limited edition.

"I'll lend it to you. I'll return it to you after I rescue the hostages, so this money is considered rent," Lao Hei said as he left the house. He threw a few hundred dollars on the ground and looked at the photo that was hanging on the wall.

Looking at the time on his watch, which was about 23 hours, Lao Hei dialed the number for the video clip and opened the speaker to ask what the other party wanted.

"Immediately get a car and drive along the road in the direction of Sanjiangkou. There will be someone on the road to greet you." The phone was hung up.

Sanjiangkou, mentioned in the phone, was more than 40 kilometers from Myitkina, where the En Mekaijiang and Myrikaijiang met.

Based on the environment of the hostage that he saw on the video, Lao Hei said that they must have hid the hostage in some abandoned gold mine by the river. It was deserted, and they could kill and throw their bodies into the river. They really knew how to choose a place.

After a simple sketch, the four of them began to discuss the countermeasures. My brain was working fast. Right now, compared to my physical strength, I wasn't the best. I could only prove myself with my IQ. After thinking for a while, I analyzed my own point of view.

1. The opponent must be like Renato, knowing of Sanmei's Fragrant. Otherwise, it's hot in Burma at this time of year, and they still wear headgear that cover their noses.

2. The other party wants to capture Lao Hei and further threaten us to extort the Buddha Head, so he will not kill Lao Hei immediately upon meeting him.

3. The other party probably didn't know that Lao Hei could transform into a super powerful werewolf and maintain it for 15 minutes. This was because he had not contacted anyone until before Renato died.

4. The other party should also not be aware of Manager Qian's bronze skin and iron bones. The reason is the same as rule 3;

5, we can take a "steal the pillars" and "pass through the old granary";

When I finished, I looked at the three of them triumphantly, knowing that their heads were all in order, and asked me to give a detailed plan.

I asked Sanmei: "I remember you know how to disguise yourself, can you make Manager Qian look like Lao Hei?"

She looked at the two of them and said, "The two of them are about the same size. Manager Qian is slightly thinner, so we should be able to fool people who aren't very familiar with Lao Hei."

"OK, that's no problem, those kidnappers can't be familiar with Lao Hei. Manager Qian, Sanmei will disguise you as Lao Hei. Then, if you go alone, they won't kill you, but a few blows won't be enough. But for your body, it's no different from massaging an itch. All you need to do is try to stall for time and not let the other side harm the hostages. How about it? Is there a problem? " I asked the Manager Qian.

Manager Qian had a look of helplessness on his face as he said, "Why is it that I always have to do dirty work, work hard, work hard, and endure anger? Isn't it just that I'm a little stronger? Who did I offend? " Even though he was complaining, he still nodded in agreement.

"Then, the following missions are for Lao Hei and Sanmei. After Lao Hei transforms, his speed will become exceptionally fast. Although Sanmei was slower than the transformed Lao Hei, it was still enough to permeate through the air and attack him. Generally speaking, this type of mine would have an escape route, and there wouldn't be many people guarding it. I will create some noise outside the main tunnel to attract their attention. The two of you will kill off the people guarding the escape path, then enter the mine. After saving people, you will retreat with the support of my sniper rifle. I finished the sentence in one breath and waited for their reply.

"Although it sounds a bit stupid, I can't think of anything better to do for now. Let's do it this way." Lao Hei agreed as he nodded his head.

"Alright, let's do it according to this plan. Manager Qian, find a bug and paste it onto your collar." Then, Lao Hei, Sanmei, and I will put on our headphones and a mic. Manager Qian stuffed the signal relay amplifier of the patch bug into his shoe, this could ensure that the signal would travel further and more clearly. Finally, I asked, "Who's going to get a car?"

The four of us were now standing in the middle of the Midnight Road. Except for the occasional taxi passing by, there was no one else.

"To hell with me, how many planes have I stolen? Isn't it fun to get a car?" With that, Sanmei walked towards a large expanse of tall office buildings.

"Steal a stronger car," Lao Hei instructed from behind. Sanmei did not reply, but raised his hand and made an OK gesture. She drove back while the three of us smoked. Furthermore, it would definitely fit Lao Hei's requirements; it would be solid enough.

Sanmei jumped down from the driver's seat and said: "I only drove out after knocking out the person on duty. What do you think? Not bad! What are you still standing there for?

The funny thing was that the name of the bank was printed on the body of the car in Chinese characters. It was the same brand as our Chinese paper towels. It was called the "Mayflower" bank. I don't know if the bank prints money and paper towels, but the raw materials are the same.

"How did you get this car?" Lao Hei's mouth was agape as he asked in shock.

"Hey, you're the one who said we have to be strong. No matter how strong we are, we have to go steal armoured vehicles from the government." "Besides, you saw four or five hostages on the video. How can you escape if the car is small?" After listening to her words, we understood what it meant to be meticulous and to prepare for a rainy day.

After getting the car, Sanmei gave Manager Qian a simple disguise. It wasn't hard to see that she was doing it, but there was actually quite a bit of knowledge behind it. She took out a set of things that looked like a woman's makeup. She mixed some black colored water and glue together and evenly smeared it all over Manager Qian's face. Just like Lao Hei, the Manager Qian immediately became the skin color that the African brothers would look like.

Then, he used a thicker glue to make a knife scar on his face. From a distance, the two of them looked the same.

People who weren't familiar with them would only remember other people's main characteristics. A dark face with a long scar should be able to attract their attention, allowing them to ignore other details. With the darkness and the dim light of the mine, he believed he could get away with it.

"OK, put down the window when you're driving. If the wind blows again, the glue will dry up." However, if they hit you, remember to cover your face with your arms. Otherwise, if he touched the black on their hands, it would be seen through. "When I'm free, I should make a few human skin masks based on our looks. There will definitely be a time when I can use them." She took out a few towels to wipe off the sticky glue on her hands, indicating that we can set off.

The Manager Qian went to the driver's seat and drove the car onto the highway, heading towards Sanjiangkou. The three of us sat in the back of the car to prepare. The two revolver were taken away by Sanmei. Not to mention that she looked pretty good with the two revolvers in her hands. Although it was not as powerful as a silvery-white Desert Eagle, it had a unique classical beauty.

I checked the status of SVD and adjusted the angle of the cheek. This SVD was really well maintained. Unfortunately, there were only five sniper rounds, while the other 30 were all ordinary rifle bullets. However, this type of copper metal is rarely found in the market. We can't expect too much of it.

As the car drove steadily along the highway, we all closed our eyes and started to rest. It was so late that Lao Hei reminded us that we were about to get close to the mining site. The three of us jumped off the car and ran along the forest on both sides of the road. The Manager Qian drove the car and continued to drive along the road towards the mining area, as fast as he was not afraid of the traffic police.

Just like that, when the other party saw Manager Qian driving his car and pointed his gun at them to get him to get off, we also saw the other party's people.

Using the Sighting Telescope as a telescope, I carefully checked the enemy's manpower layout and terrain. There was a low hill next to the highway. On the left side of the road was the entrance to the mine, which led to the mountain. On the right was a dike and a gently flowing river. Other than the few dozen or so people who had come to 'welcome' the Manager Qian, the other party was already standing guard at the entrance of the mine.

After they surrounded Manager Qian, one of the small boss like people asked: "Black Wolf?"