Type 49 Tank Armor ( Spiral Collecting ) * ! ?? Seeking ( 1655 )

  The principal held a basket full of tomatoes in one hand and threw another tomato into the sky above the distant sea with the other, shouting in broken Chinese: "Another one!"

  "Boom! Boom! Bang! Bang!"

  As the tomato flew into the distant sky, the four Tang Ao stood in a row on the deck and pulled the triggers of their guns.

  Tang Ao's AK-47 rifle.

  Kang Xiaolong's Type 95 assault rifle.

  Zou Wu's WRC SABR assault/sniper semi-automatic rifle.

  And Lei Feng, that pervert, was holding a Browning M2HB heavy machine gun with both hands.

  Four guns fired bullets from their muzzles at the same time, shooting towards that poor tomato.

  "Hmm!"

  The tomatoes that had not yet fallen into the sea were blown to smithereens by a large-caliber bullet as thick as a child's arm.

  Kang Xiaolong looked at Lei Feng putting down the heavy machine gun and couldn't help but mutter: "This pervert, who uses a heavy machine gun like this, and it's used so fiercely!"

  Lei Feng suddenly turned his head towards Kang Xiaolong and said in a cold voice: "Don't speak ill of others behind their backs!"

  "This is all you can hear, I give up!" Kang Xiaolong sat on the deck with a sullen face and shouted in an extremely childish tone: "I'm not playing with you guys anymore, no one lets me win, we've been fighting for half a day, and I only got two!"

  "You useless kid, don't blame others for your own incompetence!" Zou Wu shot back bluntly.

  Kang Xiaolong heard Zou Wu call him "good son" and immediately became angry, his face turning black as he hummed: "You're the one who grabbed the most, at least four to six of the ten tomatoes were snatched away by you. You're so good at shooting, luckily you're a woman, otherwise you'd be an impotent guy!"

  "What does it mean?"

  Zou Wu was sarcastically teased by Kang Xiaolong, which made her feel a bit confused and clearly didn't understand the humor that only men would get.

  Kang Xiaolong looked at Zou Wu's bewildered face and burst out laughing, as if he had gained a great advantage.

  Zou Wu cast a puzzled gaze at Lei Feng and asked: "Why would a man who shoots guns get impotence?"

  "Because I shoot every day, so...!" Lei Feng said with a cold face.

  "Tang Ao, what did you say?" Zou Wu asked Tang Ao for an explanation.

  It was originally just a sarcastic remark, but being asked repeatedly by Zou Wu made it become funny instead. Tang Aoqiang held back his laughter and said, "I don't know if you've heard of a poem that goes like this: I have a gun called 'Little Gang', useless on the battlefield, not enough for women..."

  "Kang Xiaolong, you damned little white face, I'm going to kill you!"

  Zou Wu finally realized and shouted loudly as she chased after Kang Xiaolong, who had already sneaked towards the entrance of the cabin.

  "It's just a joke, don't be so serious! You're not some little girl, at your age what don't you understand? Why are you pretending to be so concerned?" Kang Xiaolong shouted loudly as he rushed into the cabin and said to Zou Wu.

  Kang Xiaolong, either intentionally or unintentionally, shifted the topic to Zou Wu's age. Like all women, Zou Wu couldn't bear others mentioning her age issue. Just look at her face turning from red to purple and it's not hard to guess that she was really angry: "Who are you saying is old? I'll tear your stinky mouth apart."

  Zou Wu was furious, and Kang Xiaolong's fate could be imagined. But unexpectedly, Zou Wu, this manly woman, actually stripped off Kang Xiaolong's clothes and then tied him up on the deck!

  Zou Wu is a sharp-tongued and soft-hearted person, after the anger passed, she began to reflect on herself. She asked several people in a low voice: "Am I being too excessive?"

  "Absolutely justified, this guy every day gets up from bed and runs into the cafeteria naked to find food, or sits in the armory fiddling with guns without even wearing a pair of shorts. He's a standard exhibitionist. This time give him a lesson, so he won't be swaying his 'little tadpole' back and forth in front of me again, it's disgusting!"

  Later, Kang Xiaolong learned about Lei Feng's description of him as "Second Master", and he immediately shouted to the sky: "You are the 'little tadpole', your whole family is 'little tadpole'......!"

  In the late afternoon, Fei Shu suddenly descended from the sky, or rather, he descended from a Apache helicopter. Along with him came a team of mercenaries, a team wearing Peking Opera masks, which was the emblem of the San He Mercenary Union!

  "Dead fatty, you've finally decided to come back!"

  Kang Xiaolong, who just swam out of the sea, waved his little tadpole and greeted Fei Shu.

  Fat uncle looked at him with disdain and said: "You dare to come out and show off with just this little thing, are you kidding me?"

  Kang Xiaolong covered his crotch with his hands and ducked into the cabin.

  Fei Shu led a team of mercenaries from the Three Harmony Mercenary Guild into the cabin. Tang Ao and several others, who had received news hours ago, were busy sorting out their equipment.

  Lei Ting looked at Zou Wu stuffing a hand grenade into his sleeve and frowned, saying: "You truly live up to being trained by the First Corps' 'dead warriors', never forgetting to leave yourself a glorious bullet before going into battle!"

  "What do you mean by that?" Zou Wu asked helplessly.

  "Do you know what your identity is now?" Lei Feng took out the hand grenade from Zou Wu's sleeve and said, "You are already a mercenary! And the creed of mercenaries is that before getting paid, life is always the most important. Don't always think about dying on the battlefield, in the world of mercenaries, no one thinks that's glorious, only living is the most glorious!"

  Zou Wu listened to Lei Feng's words, stunned for a moment, but finally picked up a small and exquisite HKP7 pistol and put it into her sleeve. She has slowly begun to accept her new identity!

  Fat Uncle walked into the armory and handed an envelope to Tang Ao, who was organizing AK-47 magazines. "This contains information about the 'Holy Warrior Martyrs' terrorist organization!"

  Tang Ao opened the envelope and pulled out several photos inside. The photos were surprisingly all satellite aerial views, showing some villages hidden in the original rainforest.

  "These villages themselves were unassuming, but in the past few years they have been taken over by holy warriors who had nowhere to hide after being beaten by anti-terrorism forces. Those who resisted were killed, and the rest were absorbed into the terrorists' ranks!" Fat Uncle explained the information in the satellite photos to Tang Ao in detail: "After several years of development, the holy warriors have turned these villages hidden in the tropical rainforest into a string of military bases that are impregnable. Many countries' anti-terrorism forces have tried to eliminate them, but ended up suffering losses and casualties."

  "Is God's hand in the hands of these terrorists?" Tang Ao asked at the beginning.

  Fat Uncle said frankly: "At present, it is not certain whether the Hand of God is in their hands. Therefore, the headquarters of the Three Unions has decided to let you go and explore the road. If the Hand of God is found, the headquarters will dispatch a large number of mercenaries to support you, and they will surely take down the Hand of God!"

  Uncle Fei pondered for a moment before continuing, "If the terrorists really have God's Hand, they should be able to figure out how to use it by now. Or maybe they already have. After all, Colonel Sir sold God's Hand to them more than half a year ago. The Triad had assessed that it would take about half a year to crack the code on using God's Hand."

  "That's to say the time left for us is already very little?"

  Tang Ao knew that once those terrorists developed a way to use the Hand of God, they would be eager to show off their power to the international community and then use it. By then, he would have failed in his mission.

  Fat uncle nodded and said: "To put it figuratively, the terrorists have just developed a way to use the Hand of God. I think they will use it within half a month at most!"

  "In half a month? It's a bit urgent." Tang Ao said expressionlessly.

  "Maybe less time!"

  Uncle Fei's words were thought-provoking and made one feel a sense of crisis amidst stability.

  "When will Sanhe Association let us set off?"

  Tang Ao picked up the last weapon on the table, a tactical knife with tiger teeth, and inserted it into the scabbard on his calf, just like the saying: armed from head to toe. He was ready for battle!

  "If you're willing, I can take you there right now!"

  "Let's set off now!"

  "Don't rush!"

  Fat Uncle shouted to the Triad mercenaries standing outside the armory, and two mercenaries immediately carried a hard plastic box into the armory. Fat Uncle said while opening the box: "You are not short of weapons, but you lack some protective gear. These are specially made bulletproof vests and helmets that I brought from the Triad headquarters to help you. They have stronger protection and comfort than Kevlar!"

  Tang Ao looked at the box of camouflage bulletproof vests, elbow pads, knee pads and a bulletproof helmet with night vision goggles installed, and solemnly said to Fei Shu: "Thank you!"

  "After all, I was also involved in the detention of your son, just consider it as my little compensation!" Fat Uncle said with a slightly apologetic tone, but then immediately added: "The money for these protective gear will be deducted from your commission for this mission, three million US dollars per set!"

  "What the heck are you doing? You might as well go rob someone! Thirty thousand dollars, do you think it's tank armor or something?"

  Fully armed, Kang Xiaolong walked into the armory and picked up an elbow guard from a hard plastic box. After inspecting it for a while, he said, "It uses the most advanced lateral fiber technology, I wonder how its bulletproof ability is?"

  "You little white face actually understands these things?" Fat Uncle looked at Kang Xiaolong in surprise, as if he had discovered a new continent.

  Kang Xiaolong curled his lip and said, "I've modified more weapons than you've ever seen. Can I test its bulletproof ability?"

  "Of course!"

  Fat uncle said, casually picked up an AK-47 from the armory, one of the simplest to use, and then threw a bulletproof vest on the ground, firing several shots at the chest area.

  Please go to m.