Not long after, the metal cylinder wrapped in mud was sent to Jiang Longjie.

Jiang Longjie gently pinched the rusty metal cylinder with his index finger and thumb. He was about to open it, but the adjutant suddenly said, "Sir, wait, if there is any explosive item inside or it is poisonous..."

Jiang Longjie looked at the adjutant with some disdain, and did not stop the movement in his hand. He slowly said: "I started from the age of 23, started as a lowest-level assistant construction engineer, and at the age of 35, he participated in the formation of the Guangsha Consortium Private Army. At the age of 40, he went to South Asia to fight for the governments of those small countries in South Asia for ten years. I have never seen any scenes? What are the things to be afraid of? You probably have never seen those little kids under ten years old who are holding a gas tank to charge towards the trench..."

The metal cylinder was opened by Jiang Longjie, and a roll of yellow-brown film fell out of it.

This roll of film has been around for some years, and there have been traces of oxidation in some places, but it can be seen that the scene on the film seems to have been taken not long ago.

"Film?" The adjutant was stunned, and suddenly felt a little bad premonition in his heart.

"Do we still have the developer and fixer in stock?" Jiang Longjie asked.

"...Well, we don't have it here...but the young master of Director Liu who lives in the wealthy area especially likes to play photography. He should have it, sir, are you going to wash out this film...?"

"Otherwise?" Jiang Longjie glanced at his adjutant. He suddenly felt that he, the young adjutant, had always been hiding something from him.

"Please bring this roll of film to the rich area... No, I send someone to borrow a set of tools for Master Liu to wash photos, and then wash the photos here."

...

...

Thirty minutes later, two young soldiers walked into Jiang Longjie's office with a complete set of photo washing tools. Jiang Longjie took a remote control on his desk and pressed it twice. The originally transparent glass curtain wall instantly turned into opaque black, and the lights on the office were also turned off.

Preparing the potion, rinsing the photos, and drying... The whole process only took more than two hours. Soon, all the photos Qi Lin took in the Red Shirt Arms Warehouse were placed in front of Jiang Longjie.

Jiang Longjie looked down on the photos one by one. Although the expression on his face did not change much, the adjutant standing opposite the table was getting paler and fine beads of sweat gradually oozing out of his forehead.

"If I remember correctly, the place where these photos were taken should be the Red Shirt Gang's warehouse?" Jiang Longjie picked up a photo and looked at it carefully.

"Okay, it seems yes, the sir, his eyes are really as sharp as a torch..." the adjutant responded quickly.

"Tsk... so many weapons are enough to arm one or two hundred people. What do you think Red Shirt Gang is planning to do? Are you rebelling?" Jiang Longjie raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the adjutant's face.

"Rebellion?...This shouldn't be true? After all, the Red Shirt Gang has been working with us for so long. They should know what can be done and what can't be done...This should be a misunderstanding, right?"

"Misunderstanding? Then what is the emblem on this stock? What do I think...it seems to be a skeleton?"

"False accusation! This must be a slander from someone who is interested. Maybe it was the competitors of the Red Shirt Gang who wanted to kill someone with a knife. Yes, that's it..." The adjutant began to become a little incoherent.

Jiang Longjie put down the photo and drew an m1911 pistol from the drawer of the desk. Judging from the sleeve made of Damascus patterned steel and the milky white ivory patch on the grip, this m1911 is more like a work of art than a weapon.

Jiang Longjie found the magazine, inserted it into the grip of the pistol, and gently pulled the bolt.

"Tell me, how much has the Red Shirt Gang given you?"

"Sir! Sir! I have always been loyal to Guangsha! I have nothing to do with Hongshan and I, absolutely nothing! All the taxes they paid to us every week have entered the consortium's account, and the finance side can be checked clearly!" The adjutant was instantly panicked and knelt on the ground.

"No, I'm not asking this, I'm asking, how much benefit will I promise to give you after they occupy Shelter No. 187?" Jiang Longjie asked in that faint tone, but the m1911 pistol in his hand had been raised and pointed at the adjutant's eyebrows.

"No! I don't"

“!!”

The gunshots ran through the entire office, and the young adjutant fell down on his back, and blood was pouring out of the gun hole in the middle of his eyebrows.

"A man came, drag his body down and deal with it. The charge was defined as a betrayal consortium. In addition, if notified, the entire shelter entered a first-level combat readiness state. He mobilized the first, second and third special tactical teams, brought weapons and equipment, and immediately searched the station of the "Wia Trading Company" in the middle area, focusing on searching the company's headquarters building and warehouse, and let them take the two "bird-eating spiders" parked in the No. 4 Curry with them. If the other party refuses to cooperate, he is allowed to open fire directly. Heavy weapons can be used if necessary."

He shot his adjutant and Jiang Longjie immediately grabbed the phone on his desk and issued the orders quickly.

The Red Shirt Gang wanted to rebel, which was already a fact on the table. Although he didn't know who the person who sent the film was, if the things in the film were all true, the consequences would be unimaginable!

The three special tactical teams on standby in the military camp immediately took action, and the two "Bird-eating Tarantula" light-powered armors took the lead and headed straight to "Wia Trading Co., Ltd.", which is the headquarters of the Red Shirt Gang.

"The remaining soldiers, all the soldiers are ready for combat, notify the executors, control all intersections in the block where 'Wia Trading Co., Ltd.' is located, and no one is allowed to pass!" Jiang Longjie continued to order.

We must take the initiative and take advantage of the fact that the Red Shirt Gang has not been fully prepared and the weapons and ammunition have not been distributed to every gang member. As long as the Red Shirt Gang's headquarters can be taken down in one fell swoop, there will be a chance to kill the rebellion in its infancy.

However, it seems that the traitor in the army is not the only one who is the young adjutant.

When the three special tactical teams passed through a narrow tunnel, two red shirt gang members carrying rocket launchers suddenly jumped out from the opposite side of the tunnel, screaming and pulling the trigger for the launch!

"Boom!" "Boom!"
Chapter completed!