Become a super arms dealer with the workshop system

Chapter 3 I Can Fight Back
[Remington M870 shotgun (95%) (3/5), the workshop can produce: one of the most famous shotgun models in the world, but it is an imitation produced by Huaxia Eagle Group, and its service life is relatively low. The price is also much lower]

Han Feng put the man's chest on his body again. There were many 12-gauge buckshots for shotguns inside, which were very lethal to unprotected targets. In addition, there was another unexpected outside stuff.

[F1 grenade, workshop can produce: an old Soviet-made grenade, no technical content, but powerful enough, the fly in the ointment is that the insurance time is too long]

As for the wounded person who came in first, although he had a pistol in his hand, he didn't have time to shoot because the other party's reaction was too fast.

[Type 54 pistol (85%) (7/8), the workshop can produce: the Chinese imitation version of the Tokarev TT33 pistol, which is completely behind the times, but you can still see it almost everywhere in the world]

Han Feng slipped the pistol into his lower back, took out a coat from his canvas bag, and put it on to cover it up.

A total of dozens of dollars and a stack of Chinese and African francs on the two of them were naturally seized by Han Feng.

When he just turned on the workshop system, Han Feng discovered that this search radar can not only detect people, but can even detect nearby terrain. For example, he can clearly see from the radar that there is a A hole in the wall leading to the locked office next door.

Han Feng opened the cabinet carefully, and the door hinge made a slight creaking sound, but it should not be heard by the outside.

Sure enough, as he expected, the board at the back of the closet was movable, and after it was removed, a regular hole in the wall was revealed, big enough for a person to pass through, and on the other side of the wall hole was an identical board.

With a slight push, the situation in the next room was revealed to Han Feng.

He ducked through it softly, and then he didn't forget to restore the wardrobe door and the back panel to their original shape.

This room was much larger than the two that Han Feng had entered before, and the decoration was relatively more refined.The floor is covered with a leather carpet, and in front of the window is a rather beautiful lacquered wood desk with a computer on it, a few filing cabinets by the wall, and a large safe in the corner.

In addition, the door of this room has also been strengthened from the inside. It looks the same from the outside, but there is a layer of steel plate welded inside, so it will not break if touched, so it is a relatively safe place.

But this is only relative, because Han Feng is too far away from the waiting hall just now, so there is no way to use radar to see the situation there. Taking the advantage, they are currently cleaning up, or executing the last resistance force.

It has been about 10 to [-] minutes since the two pickup trucks rushed into the airport just now. Han Feng has a general understanding of the situation in this country. The Seleka alliance formed by the government army and the former government leaders has been fighting fiercely. For a few years, the army should be on high alert, but so far, there has been no sign of reinforcements arriving.

Han Feng touched the F1 grenade in his pocket, and a slightly crazy idea emerged from his mind.

He couldn't sit here and wait for death. Someone on the other side died in the next room. Sooner or later, they would realize this and come to him, so he had to find a way to take the initiative to do something.

A few minutes later, Han Feng returned to the next room again, tore off a few cloth strips from the curtain and kneaded them together to form a slightly stronger string, then took a deep breath, and took out the grenade from his pocket .

Soon, a simple trap is ready.

The principle is very simple. As long as the door of the next room is pushed open, the string will be pulled, and then the safety pin of the grenade will be pulled off. Since there is no hand holding it, the safety grip will also pop open at the same time, about 4 seconds The bell, that is, after all the people at the door enter the house, the grenade will explode.

Even if there are still a few people left in the corridor at this time, relying on the first-hand advantage brought by the radar, Han Feng can choose to go out to attack or continue to hang around next door.

In order to improve the success rate, he even hid the grenade in a box, so that the grenade with the safety pin pulled would not be discovered immediately by the first person who came in.

The situation was just as he expected, after the gunshots fell silent for a while, four red dots appeared from the corner of the corridor in the distance, following the bloodstains and footprints left by the two people just now, they quickly walked towards the end room .

What happened next was exactly as Han Feng expected, the door was pushed open, and people from outside came in one after another.

Four seconds later, with an earth-shattering explosion, the 4 fragments built into the F1 grenade flew out of an inconspicuous box next to the door at twice the speed of sound. Full of steel fragments.

The three people who had just walked into the room surrounded the explosion point almost equally, and it was impossible for any creature to survive in this situation.

Even though Han Feng was prepared and covered his ears tightly, he was still dizzy from the sound of the huge explosion. After turning on the radar again, there was no sign symbolizing the enemy in the next room.

The last enemy who didn't have time to enter the house at the door was motionless on the radar, as if he had been stunned by the explosion.

Han Feng just kept on doing nothing, quietly pushed open a crack in the door, leaned out half of his body carefully, and pulled the trigger towards the figure not far away.

12/70鹿弹中的8发7mm球形弹丸在不到10米的距离上散布在了一个直径10cm的圆形范围之内，几乎完全打烂了那个毫无防备的目标后背，并在不远处的墙壁上留下了一滩密集的喷溅状血迹。

This was already the second person Han Feng had directly killed, and the shock he had brought to him was much weaker than before, and the smell of blood that was originally in the air was covered up by the smell of gunpowder smoke after the grenade exploded. Physiological stimulation is also slightly weaker.

There were a total of two pickup trucks that rushed into the airport hall just now. Considering that this is not the country of the third brother, there are probably fourteen or five people in the two trucks at most. That is to say, Han Feng has already used the special terrain here to kill at least by a third.

Just when he was hesitating whether to take this time to go out and search the person in the corridor, there was another gunshot like popping beans in the waiting hall.

No matter who the attackers are exchanging fire with, in short, they should not care about this place for a short time. After Han Feng used the radar to confirm that there was no one else around, he decisively opened the door, endured the strong discomfort in vision and taste, and opened the door in front of the corpse. Quickly groping around.

The weapon in this man's hand is an FN FAL assault rifle with a mottled buttstock. Han Feng has only seen this gun in pictures before, but he has tried the M7.62 that also uses 51*14mm bullets in the shooting range. The recoil is difficult to control even with semi-automatic shooting, not to mention that the system shows that the durability of this gun is only 55% left.

Therefore, Han Feng gave up the idea of ​​changing weapons. In narrow passages like the corridors of the office area, shotguns are almost invincible.

As for the others, there are some CFA franc banknotes, half a pack of cigarettes, a metal flagon with a jug of unknown spirits in it, and a bottle of medicine.

"Dihydroartemisinin..." Han Feng looked at the English on the plastic bottle and recognized the name of the medicine with the remaining chemical knowledge in his mind.

This is a high-efficiency antimalarial drug with a strong targeting effect, and Han Feng quickly put it in his coat pocket. This drug may not be worth much in other parts of the world, but in sub-Saharan Africa The Lika area can often save lives.

At this time, the gunshots from the airport lobby became sparse again, and just as Han Feng was about to go back to the locked room, two loud noises came to his ears from a distance. .

This wasn't just a small fight caused by the explosion of the grenade just now, I'm afraid it must be some kind of powerful guy.

As if to verify Han Feng's conjecture, a few seconds later, the broadcast in English and French sounded.

"Dear passengers, the attackers at the airport have been completely cleared, please don't panic, wait for the soldiers to conduct a final inspection of the airport, if there are injured passengers, you can go to the airport entrance for help first, repeat..."

It seems that the army stationed around the airport finally arrived late. Although the attackers who entered the airport were brutal, they were almost certain to come for indiscriminate terrorist attacks, but judging from their equipment and behavior style, they did not No matter how much professional training you have received, otherwise it would be impossible for four people to be attacked by such a simple mine trap.

After hesitating for a while, Han Feng still chose to throw away the shotgun in his hand and the tactical vest on his body, otherwise it may cause unnecessary trouble later.

Empty-handed, he returned to the airport hall with his canvas bag on his back. Sure enough, there were soldiers in government uniforms cleaning the battlefield and identifying those who were still alive in the airport. Turned into burning scrap iron, a large amount of plasma, stretchers and body bags are continuously entering the terminal building from outside.

The situation does appear to be under control.

It was only when Han Feng tried to take out his passport from his pocket that he realized that he forgot to throw away the TT33 that was casually stuck in his back just now.

Drawing a gun in front of these highly nervous soldiers is too long an act of death, so Han Feng intends to explain the matter to the officer-like man who is about to check his passport.

"Mr. Officer, I just..."

When Han Feng handed over his passport, he wanted to explain what happened just now, and he also handed in the gun at his waist, but he was interrupted by a wave of the officer in the middle of his speech.

"Huaxia people, right? I'm Major Cato, the commander of this airport rescue operation. You go over there and wait for a while. I'll take you to the Huaxia ambassador directly after a while."

(End of this chapter)