through the dark road

Chapter 690 It’s all stolen goods
The warehouses were distributed vertically and horizontally on the flat and irregular mountainous land. In Mo Bei's eyes, they were like blind boxes, waiting for him to open them.

But it was definitely not convenient to do it during the day. He looked around and let the banshee fall towards a mountain.

During the process, he suddenly saw a drone passing over a ridge. He immediately stopped the Banshee and scanned around for other drones.

This should be a reconnaissance drone that performs patrol missions in the mountains around the military camp. It is visually estimated that the fastest speed can reach more than 200 kilometers. If dispatched in batches, the intruders can hide in the sparse vegetation in the mountains.

However, Mo Bei and Banshee were still high in the sky and were not discovered. They bypassed the drone and landed on a mountain farther away, finding a large rock crevice to hide in.

Seen from here, the entire military camp and the warehouse are only the size of a palm, but under the telescope, the situation in the military camp can still be clearly observed.

This is the benefit of having extraordinary eyesight. The visual distance increased by using the device is quite amazing. In addition, the hands are extremely stable. At such a long distance, the picture in the lens tube does not even shake.

It was no exaggeration to say that he could see what brand of canned food the soldiers in the guard tower were eating.

They also eat while standing guard, which shows the quality of this army.

But the posture is quite intimidating. There are more than 20 sentry towers around the camp and warehouse. With drone patrols, the alert level is really not low.

Mo Bei's impression of the Somali army came from the movie "Black Hawk Down". The Somali army in it was, to put it bluntly, a group of terrorists, or relatively well-equipped pirates.

The detachment we saw in front of us was much more formal. Although the style remained the same, at least there was no chaos in the military camp.

Perhaps it was also because this camp was relatively valued, which made him more and more interested in the materials stored here, and he was determined to kill him.

He will definitely not admit that this is an act of theft. To be precise, this is a strategic plunder!
When the banshee saw this situation, she knew that someone was waiting again, and she curled her lips depressedly. She had never been very patient, and it was really uncomfortable for her to stay in one place and do nothing.

This is not at Mo Bei's home or in a hotel. There are also various inexplicable TV programs to relieve boredom.

Mo Bei saw her moving around like a monkey, as if there was no stone anywhere that could not touch her butt, so he couldn't help but say:
"How about I let you fall into a deep sleep and wake you up when it gets dark?"

The banshee glared, obviously not agreeing.

Mo Bei smiled and asked:
"Don't you want to become stronger?"

The banshee curled her lips and looked at Mo Bei a little more warily.

The desire to become stronger is certain, but she doesn't want to be teased by this occasionally unreasonable master.

Mo Bei said slowly:

"If you want to become stronger, you must learn to control your own state. Your biggest problem is that you are too impatient. When fighting, it is no different from running rampant. You have made some progress recently. At least you won't yell as much as before, but those fundamental Even if you are not your opponent, if the battle situation is unfavorable, you may still get into trouble. To put it bluntly, it is impossible for someone like you to defeat an opponent who is stronger than yourself."

Banshee wants to say what's wrong with not being able to defeat a stronger opponent than herself? . .But at this moment, he wisely chose not to refute, and after thinking about it, he asked:

"...what is it now?"

"In this world, there are many people who like to stay in such an environment to train their minds so that they can be absolutely calm and not disturbed by external objects. Isn't now a good opportunity?"

Mo Bei showed the banshee how to sit cross-legged and said:
"After you sit down, try to slow down your breathing, collect your awareness, and gradually enter a meditative state."

"Is this useful?" the banshee was doubtful. "It's not that easy to become stronger, but you never take the initiative to train yourself. Even if there is endless source power for you to absorb, you can't effectively control it. Of course, you can also choose to use tens of thousands of energy like other demons. Let me grow up slowly in a few years, and then challenge Setia."

After Mo Bei finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

The banshee bared her teeth and showed a ferocious expression when she mentioned Setia.
Not to mention that she had forgotten that she still had a great revenge that she had yet to avenge!
After a moment of silence, she followed Mo Bei's example, crossed her legs and closed her eyes, frowning to calm down her emotions.

However, not long after, Mo Bei opened his eyes, leaned against the stone next to him, found a comfortable position, took out his tablet, put on his headphones, and started playing games. .

While playing, he suddenly stopped what he was doing, raised his head with enlightenment, and looked at the banshee who was still sitting cross-legged.

Oh. .

It turns out this is PUA. .

The sun gradually set from behind the mountain, casting a huge shadow over the earth. Mo Bei then patted the banshee who was sitting there with her head raised and her mouth slightly open, already asleep. She thought to herself that this was not the case with him. Same as I said at the beginning. .

The military camp at the foot of the mountain has gradually turned on the lights. As dusk grows darker, four searchlights light up at the same time, projecting a white beam of light and scanning alternately around the camp and warehouse.

Mo Bei found that the drone was still patrolling the mountains. It seemed that it was equipped with a night vision camera. It was indeed necessary to be more vigilant at night. Wasn't he planning to invade at night?

With the banshees around, even night vision devices are of no use. They release black mist to cover the whole body and blend into the night. It is difficult to see them in person, let alone detect their existence with a camera.

With almost no effort, the master and his servant sneaked into a colorful steel shed warehouse.

Seeing all the wooden crates in the warehouse, Mo Bei roughly guessed what was stored here.

After a cursory look around, sure enough, they were all firearms and ammunition. They were still Soviet-style equipment from the Cold War era. Although they were relatively outdated, they were not unusable.

Before coming to Somalia, Mo Bei had never had a chance to touch a gun. He had seized more than 100 AKs from pirates before, and now there is a warehouse full of them here.

It is said that the Soviets made more than 7000 million of these automatic rifles in total, and now they are simply the source of evil. Mo Bei never thought about the use of so many arms, but since they have come, they must have all been taken away.

Having experience in transporting supplies in shelters, he has now developed a unique method for collecting such centralized storage boxes. The efficiency is surprisingly high. In just ten minutes, there are only some useless items left in the warehouse of more than 3000 square meters. The tarpaulin and rope net echoed when I walked.

A group of patrols also passed outside, but Mo Bei and Banshee came down from the ceiling. As long as the door lock was intact, no one would come in to check.

Almost all of the dozen or so large warehouses were filled with various military supplies, including individual soldier rations and medicines. He roughly calculated the quantity and found it a bit strange.

There are more than 20 guns alone, but how many troops are there in the entire Somaliland?

Isn’t this a proper participation in smuggling?
So these are all stolen goods, and you can take them all away without any psychological pressure.

His favorite thing here is the individual soldier rations, some of which are self-heating. The only drawback is that each portion is too small, which seems too delicate for the big eaters in the shelter.

This kind of thing would be quite convenient if it could be customized in large portions.

(End of this chapter)