Rebirth of the courtyard, the start is 80s

For these two young men who claimed to be officers of the Ministry of Security, Cao Zhiqiang did not have much doubt, after all, this was within his expectations.

In fact, as early as Cao Zhiqiang submitted the technical information to Uncle Xu for the second time, he thought that someone from the relevant department would come to talk to him, but he never expected that someone from the Security Department would come.

Because in Cao Zhiqiang's expectation, the person looking for him should be the police department or the military department. I really didn't expect it to be the newly established Ministry of Security.

But it's normal to think about it carefully. The security department is not conspicuous just because it was established not long ago.

Although Cao Zhiqiang was not familiar with the security department's certificate, he thought that the other party would not use this to deceive him.

As for spy counterfeiting, the possibility cannot be said to be non-existent, but it must be very low.

Because this is the capital city, even if a spy really knows about him and wants to take him away secretly, he must not be so stupid. He should find a more plausible excuse, such as taking the ID of the Public Security Bureau as soon as he comes up, instead of just coming up. What kind of certificate from the Ministry of Security?

Of course, in addition to this, the reason why Cao Zhiqiang dared to go with the other party was also out of caution.

After all, there is still Wu Qinghong in the house. If there is an immediate conflict, Qinghong may be injured.

On the contrary, if you go with the other party, you will have a greater chance.

If nothing else, let's just talk about Cao Zhiqiang's system space. Its power is not ordinary, and it is definitely not as simple as putting things in and out.

Since they were all in packages, after Cao Zhiqiang left, he went back and secretly counted them, only to find that they were all in whole numbers.

After all, a body search is required to enter the door, which means that there is a real big leader inside.

Such strict procedures can prove Cao Zhiqiang's innocence. After all, so many ammunition is lost, it is impossible for Cao Zhiqiang who was empty-handed to bring it out.

"I'll do it!" Cao Zhiqiang quickly stood up and bent down, picked up the teapot first, first filled the teacup on the side of the white-haired old man with tea, and then filled the empty cup on his side with tea.

The car stopped for a while at the door, and the blackish man didn't turn off the engine, he took out his ID card, and showed a letter to the armed police on guard, and then the soldier quickly let him go.

"What are you looking at?" The white-haired old man suddenly looked up at Cao Zhiqiang and smiled.

How should I put it, Cao Zhiqiang walked away with these weapons and ammunition just in case.

"I'm sorry to have wronged you." The dark-skinned man smiled and nodded at Cao Zhiqiang, "Please get in the car. I'll drive in a while, and Xiao Zhang will sit in the back with you."

If this was the 21st century, Cao Zhiqiang might not have done this. After all, there are cameras everywhere, so no matter how secretive he is, he can easily be discovered.

"Please come in!" An old but full of spirit voice came from inside.

Not to mention, Cao Zhiqiang was also a little nervous because the other party was so aggressive.

After that, Cao Zhiqiang put down the teapot and continued to stand aside.

Looking at the half of the cigarette on his hand and the pile of cigarette butts in the ashtray on the coffee table, it shows that he is a smoker.

"Relax, relax." The white-haired old man chuckled, "I'm looking for you this time because I'm really curious about you. I want to chat with you casually. Don't be afraid, hahaha."

It is not clear what department it is, because there is no sign at all here.

Because he can sneak attack, and he has a Type 56 assault rifle, which can be fired in bursts. It is not easy to shoot two people who only have pistols at close range.

After finishing speaking, the white-haired old man was going to get the teapot.

Cao Zhiqiang was taken aback for a moment, then quickly stood up and said politely, "Hello, Chief!"

After all, this era is not very peaceful, and he is now a well-to-do millionaire. If he encounters a robber or something along the way, he can defend himself with some weapons.

"Smoking?" The white-haired old man picked up a box of Zhonghua cigarettes.

In addition, Cao Zhiqiang is not really without weapons.

By the way, it can also be seen from this that the other party is more professional.

"I said?" Cao Zhiqiang curled his lips, "What can I say, you're all here, that's the only way to go."

Cao Zhiqiang blinked: "I go in by myself?"

How should I put it, life without a camera is good, use the system space to follow things casually, and people will not find problems.

In fact, in Cao Zhiqiang's portable space, there are always two fully loaded May [-]th pistols with [-] rounds of pistol ammunition, and a fully loaded Type [-] submachine gun with [-] rounds of rifle ammunition. There are a hundred grenades.

Cao Zhiqiang was able to be so bold and calm because of his adequate preparation.

Continuing to be led by the two men in Chinese tunic suits, Cao Zhiqiang went up to the second floor, and then stopped in front of a door on the second floor.

Because if you think about it carefully, this kind of modified three-wheeled motorcycle soliciting is indeed even more inconspicuous.

As a person who lived in the capital for a long time in his previous life, he knew the address of the Ministry of Security. It should be at No. 14 East Chang'an Avenue, not far from Tiananmen Square.

For things like weapons, the newer the better, so there are good things, and they are easier and less likely to be noticed by others. Why did Cao Zhiqiang take risks in the black market.

As for why Cao Zhiqiang did this, not to buy guns on the black market, this is of course out of safety considerations.

For example, handcuffs are completely useless to Cao Zhiqiang.

Cao Zhiqiang took a deep breath, straightened his collar, and then knocked on the door.

After finishing speaking, Cao Zhiqiang quickly came to the sofa next to the white-haired old man, and sat down in an orderly manner.

The dark-skinned man nodded to Cao Zhiqiang: "Please sit still."

It is said that a batch of guns and ammunition break down here every year, and many guns are disassembled and scrapped, which is also handed over to Hongguang Machinery Factory.

"It's okay." Cao Zhiqiang said quickly, "You can do whatever you want, I'm fine."

Cao Zhiqiang looked at the dark-skinned man in the tunic suit again, and found that the man nodded at him, then he opened the doorknob and walked in.

"Sorry." The dark-skinned man said, "We are operating secretly this time. To ensure safety, privacy, and convenience, we used this tricycle."

In this way, the dark-skinned man took his colleague Xiao Zhang, and of course Cao Zhiqiang, and rode motorcycles all the way through the streets and alleys, leaving Houhai farther and farther away, but did not leave the city.

As for the loss of the weapon, how will the security department explain it? Well, I believe they will have a solution. Anyway, they will not doubt anyone they suspect, and they will not doubt him.

Cao Zhiqiang shook his head: "All right."

Cao Zhiqiang took a look at this unremarkable five-story building. There were also two soldiers standing guard at the door, which was unusual at first glance.

In addition, when he was free before, Cao Zhiqiang would also go to the factory's militia shooting range to practice shooting, so for the May 50th pistol and the [-]th punch, he was still able to use it, at least within [-] meters, with a single shot. Fix the human-shaped target, the gun will never go empty, and the gun will hit the target.

"Please come in!" The dark-skinned man pointed to the unremarkable doorway without a house number, "The leader is inside."

Led by two young men in Chinese tunic suits, Cao Zhiqiang entered the gate, and then a man in green military uniform came over and demanded that Cao Zhiqiang be searched.

Therefore, after understanding this, Cao Zhiqiang took advantage of his own system space during the visit and took two 67 pistols, a [-] punch, some bullets, and some cheaper Type [-] grenades.

But this place is obviously not Chang'an Avenue, but the northwest side of XC District. It's not clear exactly where it is, after all, it's too dark, and the other party took a detour, but the preliminary estimate is that it should be almost to the Summer Palace.

Cao Zhiqiang cooperatively raised his hands and asked the other party to search inside and out. After confirming that there was no problem, he let Cao Zhiqiang in.

But judging by the performance of this dark-skinned man, he must have used this tricycle often, otherwise he would not be so proficient.

"Quit it, quit it, young man, it's better to smoke less." The white-haired old man nodded, "Then I won't smoke again, so as not to choke you."

As long as Cao Zhiqiang thinks, he can put the handcuffs in the space at any time, and in this way, in the real world, the handcuffs will disappear out of thin air, and Cao Zhiqiang will regain his freedom.

On the contrary, in the militia arsenals in these serious factories, the guns and ammunition in them are not only newer and better maintained, but also less easy to be found.

"That's right." The young man with a fair complexion next to him followed, "There are all small alleys here, ordinary cars are difficult to drive, and they are too conspicuous, but this kind of three-wheeled car, not to mention unremarkable, and walks around the streets. Lane is more convenient, what do you think?"

Only then did Cao Zhiqiang sit down again, but he still sat cautiously.

After starting the motor, the dark-skinned man skillfully put into gear, and then started off smoothly.

There is a high probability that the window is opened here.

So this place is definitely not the Ministry of Security that Cao Zhiqiang knew about, it should be the station of some secret department.

But now, Cao Zhiqiang used the system space to steal guns and ammunition from his factory, but he would not be found.

It is normal for a company like this to have its own arsenal.

Cao Zhiqiang quickly waved his hand: "Quit, thank you."

After entering, he twisted and turned, and finally stopped in front of a five-story, unremarkable building.

The two men in tunic suits nodded at the same time.

Cao Zhiqiang's system space, except for not being able to collect living people, is basically not picky about other things. If you use it well, this in itself is a powerful BUG skill.

Sure enough, after walking along Houhai for a while, I soon saw a tuk-tuk parked on the side of the road, and it was a very common kind, the kind of tuk-tuk that was common on the market, a bit like the later Tuk tuk popular in India.

After entering, I found that the space inside is not small, it is a classic office.

It's just that generally speaking, the arsenal of Hongguang Machinery Factory is very strictly guarded by the security department. When necessary, the militia is mobilized to distribute weapons.

After walking for about 40 minutes, I finally came to a gate with armed police standing guard.

In the early days, Hongguang Machinery Factory was a proper military enterprise. After 70 years, it transformed into a military-civilian dual-use enterprise. In such a large enterprise, the militia force is quite powerful. To a certain extent, it is the capital's national defense force. part.

Because most of the three-wheeled motorcycles of this morale are equipped with a gasoline engine, so it is a manual transmission that needs to be put into gear, not an automatic transmission that can go away as soon as you twist the handle. If you have not studied it carefully, it is easy to go wrong.

That's right, Hongguang Machinery Factory is one of the few specific units in the capital that specifically destroys guns. Many guns that need to be scrapped are brought to Hongguang Machinery Factory for centralized destruction, and then extract useful parts. for reproduction.

Because no matter how much the other party thinks, he will never think that he is a cheater.

The work of scrapping guns has always been one of the important tasks of Hongguang Machinery Factory.

Well, the tuk-tuk in this period is not something that most people can drive.

These weapons were all obtained by Cao Zhiqiang from the arsenal of the Hongguang Machinery Factory.

"Okay, okay." The white-haired old man nodded with a smile, then pointed to the sofa next to him, "Come, sit, come and sit down and talk."

"What are you doing standing there?" The white-haired old man chuckled, "I don't eat people, so sit down and talk."

But if you take this kind of ordinary tuk-tuk to solicit customers, it is no different from ordinary taxis.

Since the other party didn't do this, the sincerity is already obvious, which shows that the other party has enough confidence, otherwise it would not be like this.

Of course, the weapons inside are generally light weapons such as five-six semi-automatic, five-six punch, and five-four pistols, and there are countless ammunition.

When buying things from people in the black market, there are always traces. If something happens, it is not difficult to find out.

Cao Zhiqiang blinked, but nodded quickly: "Being obedient is worse than respect!"

"No way, a tricycle?" Seeing the tricycle, Cao Zhiqiang frowned, and began to doubt the other party's identity again.

The white-haired old man chuckled, and simply snuffed out his cigarette in the ashtray, then smiled and pointed to the teapot on the coffee table beside him: "Would you like tea? Let me pour you a cup of tea."

However, there is no miasma here. Although there is a smell of smoke, it is not heavy.

On the contrary, it may be more convenient to use the sidecar tricycle commonly used by the police, but it is easy to be conspicuous.

In addition, the attitude of these two comrades, especially the behavior of not wearing blindfolds and handcuffs on Cao Zhiqiang, made Cao Zhiqiang more convinced that they did not have any malicious intentions, because if they were spies, for safety reasons, Cao Zhiqiang would definitely be handcuffed, or at least found Something gagged him to save him from yelling.

In the early days, the management here was very strict, but today, the management has long been lax.

It can be said that, regardless of the fact that the two comrades who claimed to be from the Ministry of Security had guns on their bodies, Cao Zhiqiang had a better chance of winning if they really fought.

In addition, Cao Zhiqiang didn't think this was the Ministry of Security.

After speaking, the dark-skinned man got into the car, stomped on it a few times, and finally started the motor.

After finishing speaking, Cao Zhiqiang took three rounds and sat in the back row, while Xiao Zhang, who had a pale complexion, sat next to Cao Zhiqiang, as if he was protecting him or guarding him.

At this time, there was an old man with white hair wearing an ordinary green military uniform and not wearing anything, sitting on the sofa and reading a newspaper.

Because when Cao Zhiqiang entered the arsenal, he went in empty-handed and came out empty-handed, and he was searched when he entered and exited.

Just like the pistols and assault rifles in Cao Zhiqi's space, they are all brand new guns with gun oil, and the bullets are also unopened. They are definitely good things.

Out of curiosity, Cao Zhiqiang once went to the arsenal under the leadership of Section Chief Zeng, and the weapons there were piled up like a mountain.

There is no way, these basic rules must be followed, and when Cao Zhiqiang enters and exits the arsenal, he must sign and fingerprint on the visitor list, and the prosecutors must also sign and fingerprint.

Sure enough, Cao Zhiqiang turned his head and found a window not far away, and all the doors and windows were open.

After that, the dark-skinned man restarted the car and went directly into the compound.

After parking the car and getting off, the man with dark complexion offered to introduce: "Comrade Cao Zhiqiang, please follow me."

Only then did Cao Zhiqiang force a smile.

The white-haired old man smiled and said, "I know it's presumptuous to invite you here suddenly, but... Forget it, you can drink some tea first, calm down, and then we can talk slowly."

Cao Zhiqiang smiled again, picked up the cup of tea he poured with both hands, and took a sip lightly.

Well, jasmine tea is not particularly top-notch, but it's not particularly bad either. It's above average. It tastes similar to Yu Deshui, the jasmine tea that Yu Yuanyuan's father often drinks.

Not to mention, after drinking these two sips of tea, it was strange that Cao Zhiqiang's slightly nervous mood really calmed down very quickly.