Chapter 75

For Han Feng, the information about Zaire is certainly valuable, but it is not easy to realize this value.

The way to maximize the benefits is naturally to hoard the goods, transport the weapons in quietly first, and then sell them at a high price after the embargo takes effect.

But selling guns is not selling clothes after all. Han Feng worked hard for more than half a year to barely gain a foothold in Boda. He has no ability to participate in the situation in Zaire. It is very risky to earn this money directly.

Therefore, if Suonda has the resources in this area and wants to be the middleman, Han Feng doesn't mind that his profit will be less, and it is better to make money steadily than not to make money at all.

Whether it was seized from the black flag forces or the weapons produced by the super workshop, it is impossible to find the source. Only the equipment of the Belgian contingent is more difficult, and it will be fine to pick it out after Sonda finishes counting.

From the early morning of the next day, Laimi officially assumed the responsibility of Han Feng's bodyguard. A decent man, not a bandit.

It's just that he was still wearing the suit of clothes that had been washed until it turned white.

"Boss, a truck is driving outside, and the driver said he wants to find you." Laimi walked in from the outside with a gun in his hand, looking like a modern version of a beautiful Daho warrior.

"truck?"

Han Feng came out from behind the counter. He thought for a while that maybe the things he bought from the Huaxia company arrived a few days ago, but according to the timetable given by the other party, it should actually take another two days to arrive.

At the gate of the repair shop, a well-dressed young black man greeted him profusely with sweat: "Are you Boss Han?"

"Yes, I am." Han Feng looked around and found a truck parked about 200 meters away that was almost completely covered in dust and whose color was no longer visible.

The front of the car is emitting white smoke, and even a flame can be seen faintly, which is obviously not a good phenomenon.

"My car is lying there, hurry up and move your goods." The driver said to Han Feng anxiously: "If...if it burns up, it will be completely over."

Hearing that his goods were on it, Han Feng hurriedly called Yannick who was still packing things in the warehouse, and they followed each other to the side of the truck.

Several people hurriedly moved the contents of the car to a safe place

There are only a few wooden cargo boxes belonging to Han Feng on the back of this huge 8*8 truck. It is obvious that Boda is the last stop of the transportation journey, and other goods have been unloaded halfway.

Just when everyone was about to hide in the distance and take a break, another black man who looked not young ran to the side of the truck from a distance, still holding a plastic bucket in his hand.

"Wow—"

A bucket of water was splashed on the surface of the engine compartment, and then evaporated instantly by the high temperature. The front part of the car was surrounded by water vapor for a while. Fortunately, the car should not really burn.

Only then did Han Feng and the others dare to approach the truck again, and then he found that the man who was squatting on the ground and panting heavily resembled the face of the driver beside him

After a brief exchange, Han Feng learned that they were indeed a pair of father and son, both named Ao Debiao.

"Sir, I think this is a machinery factory. Can you take a look at the condition of the car for us?" Little Odebiao still had illusions about the truck beside him.

"Uh...Okay." Han Feng hesitated for a while but still couldn't bear to refuse directly, but he could tell that the car was probably finished even without using the system.

This is a Taidao T30 produced more than 813 years ago. It should be a second-hand product that was eliminated by the Czech or Slovak army after the end of the Cold War. There are less than 20% left.

To make matters worse, the huge V12 air-cooled diesel engine on the car was judged to be completely worthless for repair because of a cylinder explosion. Although the system can obtain the production drawings of the engine by scanning the entire car and repairing it, even for today For a level 2 workshop, it will take quite a while.

Besides, there is no way to move a big guy weighing nearly one ton out of the basement. Maybe a more advanced workshop will have a solution in the future.

"The engine of this car has... been completely damaged, and I don't think I can completely repair it." Han Feng patted Ao Debiao on the shoulder, and said the fact that the latter couldn't accept: "If you replace a If there is a platform, I am afraid that the cost will be higher than the car itself."

"But..." Little Odebiao sat down on the ground next to the wheel: "Okay, I...I have to think about what to do."

The truck was clearly an important means of livelihood for both father and son.

Old Odebiao was very open-minded, stood up and comforted his son next to him: "I originally planned to retire after returning home and leave this old guy to you. Now it seems that you should repeat my entrepreneurial journey." .”

Han Feng didn't plan to take care of the father and son who were emo, but Laimi next to him seemed to be interested in the entrepreneurial process that old Odebiao said, just because he, the boss, was present and didn't speak.

After questioning, a few people found out that the old Odebiao started to run freight from a bicycle when he was young, saved a little money and changed it to a motorcycle, and finally changed to this heavy truck. He originally thought that the little Odebiao A higher starting point can be obtained because of this, but reality has played a merciless joke with them.

Fortunately, the father and son's home is not far from Boda. If the car breaks down in Tasonia or Zaire, it may be difficult for the two to even go home.

Han Feng paid the shipping fee of 200 euros and found a ride for the two of them.

Before leaving, little Aodebiao said that he would definitely not be able to do cross-border transportation in a short time, so he left his contact information for Han Feng, saying that if there is any short-distance cargo transportation within 150 kilograms, he can contact him-this is The limit weight he can transport on his bike.

In the next two days, besides producing new guns for Suonda, Han Feng paid attention to the news about Europa during this period.The Belgians really concealed the real casualty data from the outside world. According to Echo's statistics that day, at least 120-130 people were killed in the task force, but less than one-third of the number appeared in the news.

Pascal made an impassioned speech in the parliament with a broken helmet that he didn’t know where he came from. Many media’s front page headlines published his photo. Sir said that these brave boys were all because of the parliament’s military support. Even his own daughter, Hannah Derivo, is still alive and dead, but he will never flinch from it.

Pascale then mentioned the support of CAF locals for Belgium, as well as the cooperation between Borda's local company (that is, Hanfeng) and the contingent in logistics supplies and defense security.

In short, CAF is now available to the people, and the parliament hastened to spend money, and the restoration of the kingdom's former glory is just around the corner.

When it came to the emotion, Jazz even squeezed out a few tears.

If it weren't for the fact that many of the stories in Pascal's speech were originally created by Han Feng, he might have believed the nonsense of this old man.

This is not over. At noon on the day after the speech, Pascal’s car was blown to pieces by a bomb. Fortunately, he and the driver were not in the car because the press conference was extended. The explosion only killed two innocent passers-by minor injury.

If it weren't for a few reporters who accidentally delayed for a while, Jazz himself would probably have no bones left.

The assailant soon proved to be a suspected KB organization closely monitored by intelligence agencies. He had recruited members for the Black Flag forces. Due to the negligence of the agents, he was able to escape from the hotel room disguised as a waiter.

Although Han Feng, an outsider, sees this incident as weird, but the already excited Belgians don't care about you. Pascal's prestige quickly broke through the sky, even the ecological green party who had been against him before. Don't dare to jump out at this time to touch the mold.

The Brussels Parliament quickly passed the anti-terrorism bill, and decided to send an additional contingent to CAF, and allocated funds specifically for local "people's hearts and minds".

Han Feng knew that he had to speed up the progress.

Two days later, Suonda arrived as scheduled, and behind him were still the previous three King Kongs, but this time it was replaced by a dilapidated Renault truck, and two of them were carrying the FAMAS repaired by Han Feng last time, which was obviously also considered Things haven't been peaceful until recently.

As for Han Feng, Laimi had put on a full set of equipment from the CAIMAN helmet (imitation) to the camouflage uniform, body armor and combat boots yesterday, and when he put on the earphones, mask and tactical glasses, he immediately looked a bit elite. The posture, at least in terms of momentum, definitely overwhelmed the two big black brothers behind Suonda.

The only shortcoming is that because the goods are in a hurry, the desert camouflage with yellow-brown as the main color is sent over there, which is a bit incompatible with the local tropical rainforest terrain.

As for Han Feng himself, it's not easy to be fully armed to discuss business with others, so he just wore a lightweight tactical vest under his coat just in case.

"Han, long time no see." Suonda jumped down from the co-pilot seat and shook hands with Han Feng: "Many brothers in our mine live in Boda. Everyone was worried when the attack happened last time. I thank you for your part in it on their behalf."

Suonda felt that this person's speaking style was completely different from that of the big bosses in Africa. Of course, after reading his file, Han Feng did not find it strange.

"It's all for business, nothing." While Han Feng was talking, he brought Suonda to the door of the warehouse next to him. Yannick took out the key and unlocked the padlock on the door, while Laimi held her AKM tightly, looking vigilant. Staring at Suonda beside her boss.

Although Han Feng can judge that there is nothing wrong with the other party through the radar, Laimi's work attitude is still reassuring. At least it is not like before he was reborn, he started fishing on the first day of work.

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