Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 105 Want money rather than life

"A thousand dollars..."

"No, it's too cheap. I'll only sell it for three thousand. It's too low!"

"It's too expensive, it's too expensive..."

A dispute was taking place in the villa. In the living room on the first floor, a Korean man wearing a suit and a white man wearing a US military combat uniform were arguing with red faces. The former was chattering in Korean, and the latter was replying in American English. .

The two of them were talking like a chicken and a duck, but they were actually able to chat.

As for what they were talking about?
The answer lies on the table in the hall... American-made munitions.

There are more than a dozen American-made rifles, including M14, M16, and M4A1 automatic rifles, American-made bullets, American-made grenades, American-made body armor, and even American-made light machine guns.

Basically, all the standard individual weapons equipped by the US military in South Korea appear here.

The answer is obvious. The white man is an arms dealer and the Korean stick is a buyer. The two had a dispute over the price.

"Ah...what are you doing!"

"I really hate this Korean guy, who is also a congressman, and ended up spending money to buy a gun, and still doing this." A black man complained in a low voice to his white companion next to him.

"It's very dangerous now..."

"My legs are sore after standing for so long."

It's not that there are no other arms dealers, but that big businessmen who dare to ignore risks look down on such small orders, and small traders who look down on such small orders don't dare to come now.

During the dispute, the two men standing behind the white arms dealer, one black and one white, began to murmur.

"Copy the guy!" At this life-and-death moment, Paul couldn't care less. He shouted, and he and his companions flew toward the table, picked up an M4A1 assault rifle, and nervously stuffed the magazine into the magazine. bullet.

But he never thought that as soon as the two bodyguards approached the table, they were pointed at guns by two former SEALs, one white and one black. It looked like they would open fire if they dared to take another step forward.

"The gift crab is an RPG rocket!"

Therefore, Paul can say that he is sure of this premium deal... This bastard actually dared not to cooperate and rebelled against him!
Just when Paul was thinking this and was about to turn over the table and make a fuss, a faint roar suddenly came from outside the villa, followed by an explosion.

They were chatting in detail here, and they were talking nonsense there. They were talking for a long time, and the white men who were talking became a little impatient.

Paul felt that he was not a smart person. He entered the army after graduating from high school and did not go to college, but he was not a fool either.

"This is our weapon, and you haven't paid for it yet!" Paul said concisely.

Paul was stunned for a moment, and immediately recognized the legendary weapon, and also realized that the enemy of the unlucky guy in front of him was coming.

The Korean man was puzzled.

Before coming, Paul also received news that the buyer in front of him was in trouble, so before coming, he tripled the price of his firearms.

"I can't help it. Koreans have such a character. They are so picky and they think they are generous." Another white man responded helplessly in a low voice.

The handsome-looking Korean man also panicked and quickly called the two bodyguards in the living room to come over and arm himself with guns.

After all, in the whole of Seoul, he is the only arms dealer who still dares to sell weapons to this unlucky guy in time.

"Ah!" The Koreans were stunned. There were loud gunshots outside. From the sound, you can tell that everyone is in a very dangerous situation. Why are you so fussy with me?

Paul, who was about to speak, and the two former Navy SEALs behind him were stunned. The three people who had been to Afghanistan were all too familiar with the sound of the explosion.

"Yes, so now the price of my weapons has increased!" Paul showed his classic American expression.

"These weapons and ammunition now cost 300,000 U.S. dollars in total, not even one dollar less!"

"Do you really want money over your life?"

"You really want money rather than your life. People who want to kill you are knocking on your door. You are still chatting with me. They are here to kill you. I was dragged in by you!" Paul was also angry! .

"Four hundred thousand dollars, tell me, give it or not!"

"Ah, this... why did you temporarily increase the price?" The Korean man was extremely dissatisfied. He shouted, as if he wanted to reason with Paul to the end.

Listening to the increasingly fierce and approaching gunshots outside the villa, Paul had no intention of continuing to argue with this Korean guy, because judging from the movement outside, the situation was not good!
Paul quickly raised his gun, pulled the trigger, and knocked down the two bodyguards behind the Korean man in the suit with two short bursts. Then he stepped forward, swung the gun, and the butt of the gun hit the latter's chest. . The man in a suit, who was still turning his head to look at his bodyguard behind him, also fell backwards with the crisp sound of his bones breaking.

"Why... why did you shoot..." The Korean Bangzi who was lying on the ground struggled to raise his head, his face full of disbelief and fear.

"Are you working with the people outside!?"

"Bah!" Paul's reply was spitting, and he turned back to his companions who were also puzzled behind him.

"Quickly, drag this guy out and throw him outside the door of the living room, then hang your white underwear on the door. Go!"

Although I'm confused, the army's style is to stick to what they say. When the superiors give orders, they must be carried out to the letter. If you have any questions, ask them after you have completed the task.

Although Bai and Hei had retired from the army, they still maintained their military style, so they dragged the howling Korean stick out without saying a word.

After opening the door and throwing the guy out, he quickly took off his pants, hung his yellowed white underwear on the door handle, and then closed the door with his backhand.

As soon as the door was closed, there were several knocks outside the door. In the sound, sawdust was flying behind the thick wooden door, and several bullet holes appeared quickly, scaring Bai and Hei so much that they rolled and crawled back.

"Wardfa, I didn't get shot, I didn't get shot!!!"

After the two ran back to Paul who was hiding behind a sofa, they stopped in shock, raised their guns and pointed at the door.

"Boss Paul, what's going on?"

"All the trash outside is dead, and the people who come to the door are not ordinary people..." Paul also looked at the door with some fear, and he explained.

"I just heard a very familiar rhythm from the gunfire. Plus this is South Korea, our "ally" of the United States. If you dare to work unscrupulously here, I'm afraid the guy outside the door is a fellow worker."

"What kind of colleague..." Lao Hei was a little confused.

"Idiot!" Another white man knocked hard.

"Have you forgotten what we did in Afghanistan before!?"

"Oh... I see, those outside are our own!" Lao Hei suddenly realized.

"Oh, being one of our own is the most dangerous thing. Maybe they will kill us too in order to hide the secret..." Paul sneered.

"Wait until the door is opened. Listen to my command and shout with me. Only in this way can we have a chance to survive... Do you hear me!"

"understood."

……

"Is this the mission goal?" Yiyong No. 1 kicked the corpse of a man in a suit lying on the ground, causing him to turn over, revealing his broken face that had been hit by rifle bullets and turned into a ball of flesh.

"That's correct." Captain Jack replied coldly.

"Have all hostile targets in the villa been cleared?"

"There are three neutral units inside."

Yiyong No. 1 nodded. He glanced at the unknown white object on the door handle with seven or eight gun holes, and turned to the sea lion special team members on the left and right.

"Throw smoke grenades to cover me."

The Sea Lion special team member ignored him and turned to look at Captain Jack until the latter repeated the same order.

"Open the door and throw smoke bombs inside!"

The three Sea Lion special team members immediately did so. One of them stepped forward and grabbed the door handle and pulled it slightly. The two picked up the smoke bomb, pulled the tab and threw it into the dark room.

Accompanied by a clanking, rolling and crashing sound, the hall was soon covered in jets of smoke.

Then, just as Yiyong No. 1 put down the night vision goggles on its head and prepared to rush in, rapid American English shouts came from inside.

"Don't shoot, we are our own people, don't shoot, we surrender!"

(End of this chapter)