Picked up a dark secret martial world

Chapter 29 Death is like the wind, always with me!
"That former colleague of yours is in Port Pebrun in the west, more than 1000 kilometers away from here."

"Is it so far away? I originally planned to go there to have fun. By the way, how is the security situation here in Bastan? I heard that there will be a KB attack."

"To be honest, except for the area bordering Ahanfu, everything else is pretty good. KB attacks generally do not target Chinese people. Moreover, the so-called KB attacks are D-sect or sectarian struggles, inciting some ignorant young people to take to the streets to make riots. It is not what outsiders imagine. It’s so scary, as long as you don’t involve their religion, there’s basically no problem.”

"Of course, some street gangsters may think you have money and rob you, but in fact most people are simple and kind-hearted."

Zhang Tieshan drove towards the city center in the north. While driving, he chatted with Han Ze about the local customs and customs.

Han Ze asked: "Can I shoot here?"

Zhang Tieshan said with a smile: "Just shoot! Theoretically, you need a license to hold a gun, and it is difficult to get one. However, most people keep guns privately at home. They don't set off firecrackers when they get married here. They just fire guns. Every year, they are injured by falling warheads." There are many people.”

"Haha, this is too tragic..."

"This country is very strange. There are many rivers here, but it rarely rains in the whole country. You can see that the roads are full of dust. There is basically no winter here. The locals are very afraid of the cold. People will freeze to death at more than ten degrees. It is difficult to wipe their buttocks. It's washed with water, no paper, hahaha..."

While Zhang Tieshan was talking, Han Ze was also looking at the street scene in the 90s outside, his face full of wonder.

Although it is a dignified capital, the urban construction of "Landsburg" is not as good as that of a small county town on the [-]th tier in China. It is messy, dirty, and gray everywhere. The various wires between the buildings are like a mess, and there is no urban planning at all. Word.

Under the setting sun, green tricycles, [-]-wheelers, and happy motorcycles are the mainstream in the city.

Although I already knew the situation here, it was still quite shocking when I saw it with my own eyes.

This place seems to have been forgotten by time and is still stuck in the last century.

Zhang Tieshan sent Han Ze to his hotel in the center of Landsburg, a modern building that was incompatible with the surrounding buildings.

The exterior decoration of the hotel is quite modern, and the interior decoration materials are also very sophisticated, at least on the level of a domestic three-star hotel.

It gave Han Ze a serious sense of confusion, as if there was a Ferrari parked in the bullpen.

After checking in, Zhang Tieshan took Han Ze to a nearby specialty restaurant for dinner.

This hotel is the same. It looks gray on the outside, but the interior decoration is very high-end.

"Alcohol is not allowed in Bastan, so let's just have some drinks."

"I know, it's okay."

When he arrived, Han Ze had already learned about the customs of Bastan on the plane.

After Zhang Tieshan ordered the food, he ordered two glasses of freshly squeezed sugarcane juice. After clinking glasses with Han Ze, he took a sip of the fresh and sweet sugarcane juice and asked with a smile, "You're not here for tourism, are you?"

Han Ze smiled and said: "Why do you see it?"

"Traveling is a very pleasant thing, but you..." Zhang Tieshan said, drawing a circle on his eyebrows with his finger, "full of anxiety and urgency."

Han Ze took a sip of sugar cane juice and said calmly: "I remember you were not so observant before."

When the food arrived, Zhang Tieshan gestured, then took two bites of the food and said, "People can change."

"Hmm! You really don't look like a construction worker." Han Ze said while eating the food.

"Ma Le Gobi, you're too tired to talk like this." Zhang Tieshan cursed, put down his chopsticks, lit a cigarette, and said with a smile: "Okay, I won't hide it from you. I joined here ten years ago. Private mercenaries."

"My shitty relative was not a construction worker at all. He was just a personal bodyguard. He was later fired because of a safety incident."

"Then he took me to join Ikola's private armed forces organization, which specializes in providing security tasks for foreign companies in the Middle East."

"Now you have also seen that I have become a moderate leader. I have a little money and know a few people, that's all." Han Ze laughed loudly, "Isn't this the end of the world? I have to make a god. You're so mysterious, I thought you were a member of the Bastani branch of the Burmese waist group, it scared me to death."

"Fart! Are your kidneys so good? This kind of delicate work is impossible to do given the medical conditions in Bastan."

Zhang Tieshan took a bite of the food as he spoke, and then said with a smile: "Those little brats dare to play harp in the Golden Triangle. If they came here, their ashes would have been spread long ago."

"Damn it, are you so fierce?"

"You often deal with anti-ZF armed forces and guerrilla teams, what do you think? Now you see that we are hiding far away, and we are afraid of being beaten."

"Awesome." Han Ze gave a thumbs up.

Zhang Tieshan grinned and said: "That's it. Death is like the wind, always with me!"

"It's you who says you're awesome, but in fact there's not even a trace of emotion in your eyes. You're the one who's really awesome. Can you tell me what gives you such confidence?"

Han Ze said truthfully: "I don't have much confidence. I just experienced some things recently, but it's hard to tell you."

Sincerity is the greatest nirvana.

Zhang Tieshan nodded "suddenly", thinking that Han Ze was recruited by the ZF department to engage in some secret operations, "I understand. It's confidential, right?"

Han Ze saw that Zhang Tieshan had misunderstood and wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start.

"Okay, okay, no need to say anything..."

Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Zhang Tieshan raised his big palm-like hand and waved it, "After so many years abroad, I have learned one thing. People should not be too curious. The more they know, the faster they will die. In short, there are If you need help from brothers, just ask."

Time was urgent, so Han Ze was not polite and simply said: "Take me to the weapons black market."

……

Since a certain squad regained control of Ahanfu, Ahanfu has once again become a source of black market weapons output.

A large number of American-style weapons and equipment originally belonging to the Afghan ZF army were transported by smugglers from Al-Hanfu to Bastan. On the weapons black market in Bastan, you can basically buy any weapon.

"These sellers have no problem with who buys these weapons, whether they are criminals, gangsters or ordinary people. As long as you have money, you can buy the equipment needed by an entire army,"

"Although these American-style weapons from Ahanfu are relatively expensive, they are still in short supply on the arms black market. After all, their quality is more guaranteed."

Early in the morning, Zhang Tieshan drove Han Ze to an arms trading market called "Adkomir City" more than 100 kilometers north of Landsburg.

While walking, introduce to Han Ze.

From time to time, a weapons dealer would show Zhang Tieshan a knowing smile. It was obvious that he was a regular customer here.

Han Ze looked at the weapons and equipment on the entire wall of the shop and was overwhelmed.

Although he had collected a lot of relevant information online before, when he actually came here he realized that what he knew was just the tip of the iceberg.

This place cannot be called a black market, because all the weapons and equipment are displayed on the shelves for sale openly, just like the Yiwu Small Commodity Market. Even the aisles are so narrow that they are within reach.

The difference is that we don't sell hairpins and headbands, socks and underwear, headphones, lamps, clocks, gloves and towels.

Instead, they sell rifles, machine guns, pistols, rocket launchers, grenades, C-4 explosives, helmets, body armor, night vision goggles, communication equipment, military uniforms, military boots, field rations...

(End of this chapter)