arms tycoon

three years ago.Central Africa, Democratic Republic of the Congo.

Fu Ming jumped out from behind the low sand dunes, squatting behind a plant, the plants in the desert are very rare, and they are not tall, but it is enough to hide alone, "Xu Cheng, Song Jiahao, vision how."

"It's not very good, the wind is too strong, and a sandstorm is coming. But we shouldn't go the wrong way."

Fu Ming spit, and made a stop motion to the other people behind him.Midsummer makes the capital area of ​​this African country extremely hot, but the group also needs to wear long sleeves and hats to prevent glasses and skin from being burned.Fu Ming unscrewed the water bottle and took a few sips of water, "Don't be idle, add water." He raised his sleeves and wiped his sweat. The upper body of the desert camouflage uniform was already soaked with sweat. This is really not a freshman with 17 years old. Things that young students should do.

"Damn it, I brought the contract to meet the armed forces, but I didn't expect to meet the government army." Fu Ming subconsciously touched the envelope in his pocket, and felt relieved when he found that it was still there. "Pay attention to the concealment of the sniper position, strengthen observation, and don't expose the target. When the sandstorm is coming, they will leave, and hurry over at that time, it will be bad if it is late."

He looked through the binoculars at several pickup trucks 100 meters in front of him, with rusty .50 machine guns dangling on them, feeling as if they were about to fall.Fu Ming felt that it was a miracle that such things left over from World War II could still be fired.If it weren't for the fact that this group of extremely poorly equipped government troops had the upper hand, Fu Ming would have rushed forward yelling "Comrades go up".

"The sandstorm is still 50 meters away, and it is estimated to arrive within a minute. They have already started the car." The sniper Song Jiahao, who was lying on the high ground behind Fu Ming, held the microphone and whispered.

The wind in his ear was already very loud. If he hadn't pressed and pressed the earphone, Fu Ming really wouldn't be able to hear what Song Jiahao was saying. "It seems that the impact of the sandstorm on the radio has already begun. The radio is silent. The two-story building is about 150 meters in front of the right and gathers. Let's act separately, leave me alone. Let's go!" Fu Ming gave an order, and the other people including Song Jiahao Several members of the security forces rushed out, using the cover of the sandstorm to rush towards the assembly point.

Fu Ming held the rifle behind his back, and leaned over to touch it. "Damn it, I'm afraid no one will believe me if I write this in the summer vacation diary." Fu Ming smiled bitterly, but he ate a mouthful of sand when he opened his mouth. He hurriedly wrapped the scarf around his neck around his face, and put the hat on His windshield glasses were pulled down.

The sky seemed to darken in an instant, and the surrounding visibility was about one or two meters. Except for the things close to him, he couldn't see anything clearly.Fortunately, Fu Ming still held the GPS in his hand, so he could know which direction he was going.But when Fu Ming arrived, he found that members of the security force were already waiting for him at the target location, and he was the last one to arrive.

"How's the situation?" Fu Ming came to Xu Cheng's side, squatted down, and took out the satellite phone to contact the gun buyer.

Xu Cheng pressed his hand down and made a silent movement, "Look ahead." He said in a low voice.

Fu Ming looked in the direction of Xu Cheng's finger. Behind a house, several armed soldiers of the Communist Party pointed at a dozen civilians lying on the ground with their guns.

"Come closer, don't be discovered." Fu Ming frowned. Here, both the government army and the armed forces can act recklessly. The common people are the most useless things. In the eyes of the soldiers, they Worse than a gun! "If you can't avoid the conflict, try to save this group of civilians." At that time, Fu Ming would still do something when he encountered such a thing.

"Matt, get rid of them! There's nothing, damn it." The armed Japanese soldier who took the lead took a mouthful of saliva, "Hurry up, let's go first."

Fu Ming was already very close to them, but because the sandstorm affected his vision and the buildings blocked him, the group wearing desert camouflage was not spotted by the terrorist militants.Conversing in French is simply too childish for Fu Ming.

The black man named Matt saluted, loaded the AK47 rifle in his hand, sighed deeply, and first aimed at the dozen or so civilians lying on the ground who dared not move.

The civilians were screaming desperately, begging for mercy, cursing, and crying.

"Do you want to kill him?" Xu Cheng screwed the silencer on the rifle in his hand. "They've gone far."

Fu Ming shook his head, looking at Matt who was hesitating. "It depends on his choice."

Matt frowned, struggling violently in his heart, then moved his throat and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.He shook his head, turned around, and aimed his gun at the six so-called companions who had walked tens of meters away.

The six armed soldiers of the Communist Party were still chatting, laughing, and walking further and further away. The leading soldier didn't hear the gunfire behind him and glanced back.

"Matt! What are you doing!" The soldier was stunned and wanted to touch the rifle behind his back. "Are you going to betray us?"

Hearing the soldier's roar, the others also turned around, and then they all looked incredible.

"Bang bang bang!" Matt's marksmanship was extremely accurate. The soldier who was tens of meters away had not even touched the rifle with his head, and was shot three times, and his body was shot back several times. The huge power of ak47, Adding the 7.62mm large-caliber rifle bullets, it penetrated straight into his chest, without even a scream, he fell to the ground immediately, blood seeped out from the three bullet holes in his chest, flowing slowly After entering the sand, a large piece of sand was blackened in a short while.

"Whoever dares to move, he is your role model." Matt said viciously.

"Captain..." A soldier looked at the little captain lying in a pool of blood, then turned his face away, and looked at Matt with a smile on his face, "Matt, we are all friends, don't be impulsive." Fear and fake smiles Mixed on his face, it was uglier than crying.

"Sorry, we are not comrades-in-arms, nor friends, we are enemies. Anyone who slaughtered my compatriots is my enemy, even if he is on the same front as me." Matt sneered, and the captain ordered the shooting these days There have been no less than ten incidents of civilians, and no one dared to resist, and no one came forward to stop them.Matt stayed in the armed forces for three months.He wanted to improve the lives of himself and others through struggle, but he who defected from the government army to the Communist armed forces discovered that, in fact, the Communist armed forces and the government forces are the same thing, selfish and greedy , Even robbing civilians, raping women, and killing people for fun.

"Hahahaha, I've had enough." Matt roared with red eyes, "Go to hell and beg the forgiveness of those civilians." He pressed the trigger without hesitation, firing single shots, every bullet was accurate It hit the heads of the remaining five soldiers and pierced a hole.Blood mixed with broken bones and brains flowed all over the floor.

Matt looked at the civilians behind him, they were stunned by his actions, "Go, don't fall into their hands again."

"Young man, may God bless you!" An old man supported himself from the ground and stood up, crossing his chest.

Matt trotted over to the six twitching soldiers on the ground, stabbed each of them again in the chest, and searched them for ammo and water.

Fu Ming, who was hiding aside, saw all this, and an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.He straightened his clothes, stood up and went out.

The sandstorm came and went quickly. In less than 10 minutes, the sky returned to its original color and visibility improved. In fact, when Matt shot, the weather conditions were severe. It has become very good, otherwise he would not be able to aim at his target tens of meters away.

Seeing Fu Ming walk out, Xu Cheng hurriedly shouted, "Boss, be careful!"

Fu Ming turned his head and looked at him, "Come out. It's okay, he won't hurt us."

After hearing the order, Xu Cheng made a gesture to the back, and walked out with Song Jiahao first.

"Who is it!" Matt, who was searching for the corpse, heard movement behind him, subconsciously raised his gun, and aimed at Fu Ming who was walking in the front.The distance between Fu Ming and him was only a dozen meters.

"Don't be nervous, can you tell me your name?" Fu Ming put his hands behind his back, "Put down the gun." He whispered to the members of the security forces behind him.

Matt looked at the very thin and very young oriental man in front of him. Seeing that the opposite party put down the rifle in his hand, he also opened the safety of the rifle, put it behind his back, squatted down and continued to search for the bullets on the corpse.

"You should be a businessman, an oriental. Doing business in this war-torn place, you really earn money for your life. Go back to China as soon as possible. The war here will start sooner or later."

"Indeed, I am a businessman, and I am an arms dealer. The purpose of my coming today is to provide a batch of arms consignment bills and prices to your, oh no, now it should be, your former armed forces." Ming took out the envelope from his pocket and opened it, and several contracts were neatly inside. "My request is, join my team."

Hearing what Fu Ming said, Xu Cheng and Song Jiahao's brows frowned visibly. This soldier's origin is unknown, but just a few minutes ago, he killed several of his companions. "Boss... I hope you think about it seriously."

Matt stood up and raised his gun again, "Sorry for the arms dealer, you are going to leave your life here today. All the wars and disasters were brought about by you. I hope you can get out of this place." country, but today, you have to die, so that they will leave this originally peaceful and peaceful country."

Xu Cheng and Song Jiahao, who were standing behind, immediately raised their rifles and pointed at Matt.

"Before you kill me..." Fu Ming took off his windproof glasses and scarf, showing that smile that no one could guess. "I want to tell you that I am affiliated with iadc, you may not have heard of it, the International Arms Merchants Council, also known as the Chamber of Commerce. I am not here to start a war, but to pray for peace. As As you said, your country is in a state of war. I will balance the military strength between the government army and various armed forces to make these regimes form a confrontational state, and will not start a war, because starting a war will only cause mutual losses. , I have provided arms in this area for two years. As far as I know, there have been no large-scale armed conflicts, nor any declaration of war.”

Matt was stunned for a moment, and slowly put down the rifle in his hand, "Even if there is no war...you have seen what happened just now. This is something you have no way to stop and intervene." His face was very gloomy, As if nothing I could do could stop these things from happening, and in fact it was.

"About this, I'm sorry." Fu Ming tore up the contracts in his hand, scattered them in the air, and the pieces of paper printed in French fluttered with the wind, and then slowly fell to the ground. "So I decided not to provide any arms assistance to this terrorist armed forces. They will be wiped out by the revolutionary armed forces of the Communist Party in a month. I promise you."

Fu Ming unscrewed the water bottle on his body and took another sip of water, "Now, please tell me your name. Please call me K."

"Matt, Adams." Matt sighed, as if compromising, "I believe in you, although you have nothing worthy of my trust, Mr. K. What's the benefit of joining you."

Fu Ming stepped forward and stretched out his right hand, "A salary of 300 million US dollars per year, and..." Fu Ming smiled and looked at the members of the security forces behind him.

Xu Cheng and Song Jiahao both laughed honestly.

"And a companion you can trust completely, a friend you can entrust everything to." Fu Ming turned back and stared intently at Matt's eyes.

Matt stepped forward to shake hands with Fu Ming, and he saw something different in Fu Ming's eyes, and these things also existed in the eyes of the people behind Fu Ming.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. K."

"Starting today, call me the boss. My name is Fu Ming. Smile a Matt Adams, my friend, you will be happy for your choice."

Matt withdrew his right hand, scratched his head, and a smile appeared on his face, pure, honest, and flawless, without a trace of gloom and darkness.