Aifulan was moving very quickly. Two days later, a Canadian cargo ship sailed into the Isabella Port Pier. The ship was accompanied by not only ten Marines who were carrying arms, but also two American geological and mineral experts. The purpose of their trip was to supervise the destruction of the mine site in case of another accident.

Expert Luo Er had no time to receive the reception, so he sent a team of soldiers. After receiving the expert, he went to Malawi directly with a helicopter. Wang Lin also took the logistics officers and soldiers to check the weapons and equipment on the freighter.

Sure enough, Wang Lin's reward made Luo Er feel cold to the bottom of the valley without any surprise. Three thousand new M1 automatic rifles were correct, but each ammunition base was fifty, which was not enough to train. The active equipment of another infantry regiment was actually the equipment of the US Coast Guard. Although it was also active, there were not even a few heavy machine guns, let alone artillery.

Standing on the special dock, Luo Er looked at the Canadian freighter coldly, and Wang Lin with a depressed look on his face, "Okay, you still hope that things are good for money, so you can collect them into the warehouse first. We can't use them, and selling them to militias will make a profit."

In fact, if he hadn't had a clear mind, he would probably not be much better than Wang Lin now, and he might have been swearing.

The 5,000-ton large bulk cargo ship with Panama flag on the southeast corner wharf area, which has been martial law by the special forces team, was the purpose of his appearance this time.

A freighter from Singapore, a team of gendarmerie with red armbands, was boarding the ship and starting inspections. The Swedish captain on the deck was standing next to Qingtian or someone else.

Qingtian, wearing two white uniforms, looked up from a distance with his head raised, and clearly felt the gaze coming from Chief Luo. A smile appeared on his face under the big-brimmed hat. He rushed to the shore with a reserved look and saluted with his right hand. Now Qingtian, except for the dog tag on his neck, was dressed in a serious seaman's uniform.

Luo Er, who was more than a hundred meters away, raised the corner of his mouth slightly and felt relieved.

Qingtian arrived by boat in the early morning. Although the telecommunications were silent on the road, Luo Er was waiting with his fingers pinched and he arrived at the dock at this time.

When the military police captain led his subordinates to the deck of the freighter and saw Qingtian's face coldly, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. The military boots under his feet were sunk for a moment. Then he strode to the cab. Seeing the high-waisted military boots on the guy's feet, Qingtian breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his tense nerves.

Basilan Island in early summer, like Mindanao, was already wet and stuffy. If the typhoon hadn't just passed, the indigenous laborers waiting on the pier would have felt uncomfortable barefoot.

Only the security officers and soldiers who have enjoyed the burning knife can wear cowhide military boots in such a hot and humid place, and even the mosquitoes and green-headed flies that are everywhere in the world can avoid them from afar.

This standard combat boot with poor ventilation, poor drainage performance, and heavy weight is worn by ordinary people. If you can survive twenty-four hours on sunny days, you can basically join the three brigade-level combat troops immediately.

In the free port, secretly, the officers and soldiers from the Security Department had a vague sense of identity with strange companions who could hang military boots. As for those colleagues from the Security Department who had never used a burning knife, they would always remain alert.

Whether he is a real person can be seen from his feet at a glance. It is simple and clear. Luo Er never realized this.

Looking at the freighter with obvious drought, Luo Er summoned Wang Lin, whispered a few words, jumped into the jeep, and whistled away.

"Oh, right? No wonder I don't like these rags," shaking the list on his hand. Wang Lin helped the carbine on his back and shouted to his subordinates to prepare to unload the goods. According to the regulations of the Ministry of Security, all officers and soldiers of the Ministry of Security must carry firearms and ammunition and equipment while performing their mission, and the officers and soldiers of the logistics department are no exception.

Just as the crane was busy lifting the standard boxes off the freighter, on the military dock further away, two coastal speedboats with the Luo-like battle flags sailed across the blue sea and hurriedly approached the dock.

A group of patrol teams led by Dali were patrolling the 30 nautical miles of water and preparing to return to the port to rest; with him, Zhao Shuisheng, who had become a qualified captain.

Since leaving Luo Er's side, Dali has not stayed at the Security Department Command. Although the treatment there is better, he is still in Sun Xiaohu's infantry brigade. After Pan Heng, he finally made up his mind to join the HNA brigade and became a team leader under Lei Biao's rule.

In the infantry brigade, what Dali saw was the unconcealed admiration of Luo Er by officers at all levels, and also knew how much Luo Er was concerned about the army. Seeing that he couldn't get into the trap, he gave up the idea of ​​mastering a team.

The Aviation Brigade could not play to its own strengths, and the aircraft learned to drive only a helicopter. That thing made him dizzy. Now, the fast coastal armed boat is just right for him.

The HNA Brigade, which was recently formed by locals, did not have Luo Er's attention and was only the officers of the brigade department who enjoyed the burning knife. So Dali simply took advantage of Luo Er's loopholes and, with Zhao Shuisheng's close cooperation, mastered two speedboats.

He gathered his officers and soldiers, ate and drank for a few meals, and with his unparalleled fists, he had been free for a long time with his strength. As long as he could complete the patrol mission on time, the brigade headquarters turned a blind eye to him.

Although his current situation is a bit different from his inner expectations, Dali is very confident and can control more officers and soldiers at the bottom without spending more time; a spark can set off a prairie fire, and he firmly believes that he will succeed in the end.

Without contradicting Luo Er, the idea of ​​getting his own armed forces is still very profound; if Luo Er knows his deep thoughts, he doesn't know whether to laugh or angry.

The shadow imprinted in Dali's mind was actually expelled and eliminated by him little by little. The spiritual pillar of human beings is sometimes strangely powerful.

After signing and handing over to the officer on duty at the dock, Dali led Zhao Shuisheng and a group of sailors to the barracks and laughed.

"Crack,Crack,Crack" A coast patrol team, with rifles on their shoulders, slowly passed by Dali with neat steps. The printed chest strips with yellow characters on the black background were worn on the upper edge of the left pocket of the BD, showing that they were military policemen directly under the military police brigade of the Security Department, and the headed officer Tagalu. The collar collar of the black background was turned out to be a captain officer.

Colored badges, red army armbands, twill slanted cotton oblique buckle jungle combat uniform, m1936 style od 7 green belt. A Colt automatic pistol with a waist and an assault rifle, making the originally dark-skinned Tagalog people look majestic.

The soldiers following him also had the same jungle combat suits. Standard combat boots, m1956 individual soldier carry equipment, a quartz kettle, m1937 bar ammunition pack, and the color of Browning fully automatic rifle. Even if you look at it, you will be extremely jealous.

Of course, I felt so hot that I couldn't stand it. Dali looked down at the light canvas shoes on his feet, and a trace of doubt flashed through his eyes.

But what made him even more annoyed was that Luo Er, a stupid guy, almost copied the US military's set. Not only did the weapons and equipment on the troops be similar, but the clothing equipment was exactly the same, and he was too lazy to process it even if he changed the color.

Of course, the allowance is a little higher. He Dali secretly cursed himself as a prodigal son while enjoying welfare food every day.

At this time, whether it was his strength or even the bustling commercial docks in the distance, passenger and cargo ships of various flags, and a group of merchants who had just arrived on the shore from the passenger ship, were also surprised to discuss the patrol gendarmerie in front of him. The gendarmerie originally only patrolled the city and carried out the inspection tasks of the dock area, or the recent incident.

In the crowd, two middle-aged people who were obviously Asian faces were also secretly observing the surrounding police and the armed military police walking past. These powerful departments with all American uniforms made their faces look particularly ugly.

"Lao Jin, have we been to the place? At first glance, I looked like I had arrived on the territory of the Americans," the middle-aged man with a square face asked in a low voice, wiping the sweat beads on his forehead.

"Song Biao, the place is here, but the situation doesn't look good," the tall old Jin shook his head with a blue suit on his arm, "In the information of Comrade Du Dali, the armed forces here were not mentioned, they were all American. It seems that Luo Benchu ​​has a big problem,"

"It's not just a big problem. I've become an American thug. The currency is all in US dollars." After passing the checkpoint and following Lao Jin, Song Biao muttered with resentment. They had to pay a one-yuan cleaning fee for each person to leave the dock area.

Not far behind the two were three young men with strong and solid body, Zhang Dahu, Yang Yasheng, and Li Tiehan, who were all good disciples of the Guo family, the imperial chef in the capital. They each carried their own wicker boxes and walked quietly among the crowd.

Today, five guests from afar came to a Chinese restaurant in the city. Chinese people made a living in other countries and places, either shaving their heads or restaurants. So, three famous teachers and disciples came to the door, which made the restaurant owner Zhao Tingzhu very happy.

Hunan cuisine, Huainan cuisine, and Shandong cuisine. As long as these three major cuisines come to the door, the senior officers in the security department will become guests as soon as the news spreads. Over time, they will not be able to find out any news. Even if it is a turbulent situation, they will not be able to escape his Zhao Da's nose.

Late at night, a team of armed military policemen with live ammunition suddenly appeared on the commercial dock, surrounding the silent dock, and military Dodge trucks with tarpaulins drove up the dock like running water.

After the first truck stopped, Lao Cui Dang jumped out first, and the tarp in the rear car swayed. Da Hui took his own wild dogs and accidentally flashed into the dark shadow. For this arms handover tonight, Luo Er had already taken out his capital.

As for the fact that there will be a few nameless wreckages in the remote corner outside the dock tomorrow, it depends on the ability of the big gray to kill all the spies.

Qingtian, who was still dressed as a second pair, was standing on the dock, pointing to the freighter that started unloading, and handing a order to Wang Lin, "The goods are all on the ship, you are getting rich this time,"

"Haha, what kind of money did you make? It's just a handle," said Wang Lin, with a humble mouth, took out a small exquisite flashlight, and the light shone on the list, his eyes swept over quickly, and his face was already filled with laughter.

Six thousand US troops are equipped with 7.62mm caliber m14 automatic rifles, 10 million ammunition, m30 type 60 mortars, 81 mortars, and 120 mortars, each with fifty pieces, complete ammunition, high-explosive bombs, flares, white phosphorus bombs, smokescreen bombs, and ya, they are really sincere brothers. In addition to hundreds of light and heavy machine guns and 20,000 fragmented grenades, Wang Lin couldn't close his mouth.

Although there are not many types of weapons, this huge number also brittlely shines Wang Lin's old eyes, which are always picky. The 7.62mm caliber rifle ammunition is just the same as the AK rifle's caliber, so how can he not make him laugh and his mouth skew.

As for where Qingtian got these genuine arms, whether there will be hidden dangers in the future, that is not a question that a logistics cadre thinks about. When the sky falls, Chief Luo will take over it. What he cares about is whether the arsenal is full of materials.

Two hours later, Qingtian took a car and left the security headquarters camp and placed it in a suitcase next to his knee. It contained sixty burning knives and ten blackheaded dogs. Of course, he had a recent photo of Luo Er in his close-fitting pocket.
Chapter completed!