"I am Antonio McCourt, general manager of A. Hector International."

International foreign trade company?

Don’t you know it yourself?

McCourt said to himself: "This time, my merchant ship and I were going to Shanghai, but we received a telegram on the way, so we took a detour to Nanjing. The goods you ordered have arrived."

goods?

Did you order the goods yourself from an international company?

Meng Shaoyuan suddenly understood something: "Yes, it's the goods I ordered. Where are they now?"

"At the dock, you need to transport it back by yourself. A truck."

"Xiang Shounong."

Meng Shaoyuan did not dare to delay: "Hurry up, find a truck, call your brothers, and come with me to move things."

…

The semi-truckload of goods was towed to a private house on the outskirts of Nanjing.

Boxes of stuff were transported.

Xiang Shounong was curious: "Team Leader Meng, how do you know the people from International Mathematics? What are these?"

"You don't know how to open it yourself?" Meng Shaoyuan replied angrily.

"Then I opened it."

Xiang Shounong found tools and opened a box with force.

Immediately, the eyes of several people who gathered around him were straightened.

Submachine gun?

A box full of fancy weapons wrapped in oil paper - MP28 submachine gun!

After 1920, China was under a ten-year international arms embargo, making it extremely difficult to obtain weapons from the international community.

But in China, there are at least 40,000 to 50,000 active submachine guns.

Most of them are copied by arsenals from various places.

However, there are no more than 10,000 submachine guns in actual service, and there are not many of them among the millions of troops across the country.

This makes submachine guns a serious luxury item.

In particular, submachine guns originally produced by the Berkman Company and Belgian and Swiss companies are even rarer. They are all transported to China by arms smugglers from international foreign companies.

This box of submachine guns is actually...all produced by the original factory!

"Oh my god." Guo Rui picked up a submachine gun: "Last time, Major Kang gave us three submachine guns, which were produced by the Jinling Arsenal. It was already very generous. The Jiangyin garrison may not have a few of them... Team Leader Meng

, these are all from Berkman Company... Brand new, the gun oil is still on them..."

Not to mention Guo Rui, Zhu Yanni, Xiang Shounong and other old people were also shocked. Master Meng can do magic and get so many submachine guns at once?

I went to Shanghai twice to perform missions. One was provided by the Shanghai Station, and the other was obtained with the help of Mrs. Qiangwei. All of them were submachine guns copied from domestic arsenals. But that was already amazing, but compared with this, it was

Has the little witch seen the big witch?

All original products!

Meng Shaoyuan had no doubts anymore.

Song Ziwen!

This is Song Ziwen repaying himself.

He knew Song Ziwen would do this, but so quickly and so much?

That McCourt must be a big arms smuggler. You should have flattered him and established a good relationship with him just now.

But it doesn't matter, just ask him for his business card. If you need it in the future, just ask him to buy it.

Song Ziwen was able to give him weapons because he saved Tang Dujin. It would not be so easy the second time.

All the boxes have been opened.

After counting, there were a total of twelve MP28 submachine guns, twelve Mauser military pistols, twelve Browning semi-automatic pistols, half a box of British pineapple-shaped Mills grenades, a large number of bullets, and...

A Czech light machine gun!

Get rich!

Meng Shaoyuan felt like a rich man.

By the way, is Song Ziwen particularly superstitious about the number twelve?

Why are they all twelve?

Why do you care so much?

When the weapons from Mrs. Rose are delivered, plus the family property accumulated by the first group, this armed force will become extremely powerful in an instant, right?

"Priority will be provided to the covert operations team."

After calming down from the ecstasy, Meng Shaoyuan quickly made arrangements: "Keep your mouth tight. Although we don't steal or rob, if the news gets out, others may be jealous, right?"

Anyone who suddenly gets rich is guaranteed to be like a miser.

"From now on, this will be the training base for the secret operations team." Meng Shaoyuan looked around.

This is the place Zhao Changle chose after several days of running around. It is far away from the urban area and deserted, so it is the best place for training.

"Also, save me some time during training, especially live ammunition training." Meng Shaoyuan thought for a moment: "Imitation is used in training, and so are the bullets. I will go to Lao Feng to batch some more bullets later, and this time I have to

I’m bleeding profusely again…”

He, Master Meng, made a lot of calculations.

We have weapons and equipment, but where are we?

The current composition of the secret operations team is Meng Shaoyuan, Tian Qi, Yuan Zhonghe, Zhu Yanni, Zhao Changle, Guo Rui, and Lin Xuan. In addition from the two squadrons, a total of six qualified ones have been selected.

There is a serious shortage of manpower.

A car roared up.

As soon as it stopped, Tian Qi jumped out of the car. He, who was always calm, looked a little panicked: "Quick, quick, Xiao Shan is in our second office, and he is furious with Director Dai. He wants to shoot you by name.

!”

"ah?"

Meng Shaoyuan was stunned: "I didn't offend Commander Xiao?"

"You are offended."

"Where did I offend?"

"You captured someone from the Second Military Police Regiment."

"Nonsense!" Meng Shaoyuan almost jumped up: "When did I arrest someone from the Military Police Regiment?"

"Really caught." Tian Qi came closer and said, "Didn't you tell me to find someone to supplement our secret operations team, preferably from the army, and first accuse them casually, and then slowly convince them? I happened to find out.

When the Second Military Police Regiment was training, it was good to have two officers in it..."

Meng Shaoyuan almost fainted.

That's what I said, I'll let you find a few people from the local army.

How about you go to the gendarmerie headquarters to arrest someone?

Are you from the fucking Xiao Shan Order?

He was a man of uprightness, a man who couldn't get sand out of his eyes, and a fiery temper.

It's over, it's over, it's completely over this time.

However, Tian Qi added fuel to the fire: "Commander Xiao took a platoon of people there. Good guys, as soon as they arrived at our second office, everyone jumped out of the truck, and the machine guns were pointed at our troops.

The door was open. As soon as Commander Xiao entered the door, he shouted directly, 'Dai Yunong, come out, if you dare to touch my people, I will take the case to the committee with you!'"

Meng Shaoyuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Dai...what did Director Dai say?"

He, Master Meng, has always been calm and calm in times of crisis, but now his words became stuttering.

"What else can I say? He came out to greet us in person and asked us in front of Commander Xiao who did this? I want a good man to do his job and not to implicate others, so I stood up and said that it was you who did it.

."

"Tian Qi, you bastard!" Meng Shaoyuan jumped three feet high: "You still say it's a vicious dog next to me? You're not a fucking vicious dog, you're a mad dog! You even bite the owner!"

Tian Qi was not afraid either: "Team Leader Meng, I think that Director Dai trusts you and will definitely find a way to protect you. If it were anyone else, Director Dai would definitely be shot on the spot."

"That's true." Meng Shaoyuan's anger subsided slightly.

"But I was wrong."

"What's wrong?"
To be continued...