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"Uh, why didn't you say it at the time?" The panda man was obviously a bit honest, and didn't want to understand his own question for a while.

"I said at the time, is it our turn to do the hidden mission tonight?" Li Gangjing said.

"And it's useless to say that the guy who hid obviously only acted at night. In the daytime, unless we reveal our identity as a policeman to arrest people, we will definitely not be able to see the people behind us and expose our identity as a policeman. You can no longer buy weapons from black market arms dealers, which is obviously a contradiction.”

"Uh, that makes sense." The pandaren had nothing to say.

"So what am I going to do now?"

"Go to the weapons storage room on the third floor and try to get some ammunition and extra weapons." Lao She took up the topic.

"A pistol and 24 rounds of ammunition are still too few. Once we have a conflict with others, this amount of ammunition is not enough." After speaking, Lao She took the lead in unscrewing the wooden door of the room, and took the lead in walking outside.

The police officers in the police station all knew today that four police officers who were veterans came to the police station, and they were also the chief's confidants. On the first day they came to report, they joined the special police team led by the chief himself. The salary did not increase, but it still made many patrolling policemen feel jealous of them, and it also made the entire police station know the faces of these four people. Therefore, the four players went to the weapon room on the third floor very smoothly.

They also met Sidney, an old police officer, in the weapon storage room. The old policeman hadn’t returned home. When Lao She knocked on the wooden door, the weapon custodian lying on a folding camp bed in the storage room was about to fall asleep. ... This dedicated old man seems to be planning to be on duty 24 hours a day in the weapon storage room. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that he intends to live in the police station all year round in order to save rent.

"Hey, for God's sake, boys, can you be considerate of an old man's fragile sleep." Sidney yelled dissatisfied, of course, Lao She's persistent knock on the door still forced Sidney to leave After getting into the warm blanket, he went to open the unlocked door.

"What is it, boys?"

"We need some bullets and a new pistol," Lao She said.

"My God, you didn't lose your guns on the first day of work!" Sidney exclaimed.

Lao She didn't speak, but drew out his weapon and showed him.

"We have a mission that requires a new pistol and more cartridges."

"Give me the director's warrant."

"No, this will be a secret mission." Lao She said without changing his face, and the weapon keeper stared at him with wide eyes. In the end, it was Lao She's upright face and superb acting skills that made Sidney think These four really have a secret mission that the director needs them to carry out.

This is not surprising, any big man will have his own little secrets. For the [-]th District Police Department, Acting Chief Chris is a big man who can determine the fate of all police officers, and now he sends himself from the army. It is very reasonable for the henchmen who come out to carry out secret missions that cannot be known by others.

"Well, for God's sake, you haven't been to the weapons storage room." While shaking his head, Sidney opened the door and let the four of them in.

"When you came, how many people saw it?"

"A lot of people, at least Sergeant Regina, who was torturing the robber in the interrogation room on the second floor, saw it."

"It's really a wrong choice for the director to choose you to carry out a secret mission." Sidney screamed.

"Forget it, I'll talk to Sergeant Regina later and ask him to clean up the matter. Don't think that everyone in the police station can do things carelessly. There are many bad guys outside watching ten As for the Sixth Division Police Station, once they discover the secret, they will pounce and bite and cause trouble for the new chief.” Sidney babbled as he walked towards the personal bathroom in the weapon storage room.

The four players looked at each other, not knowing what Sidney wanted to do for the time being, but they didn't say anything, let alone any extra actions, and chose to continue waiting.

The player's waiting was correct, because after a while, Sidney walked out of the small room, holding a small sealed iron box in his arms.

"Here, here are your weapons." Said, Sidney opened the box, revealing the ammunition filled inside and several pistols of unknown models.

"1912 semi-automatic pistol, the weapon left by the previous director, there is no record, and the serial number on the gun parts has been worn off, you can use them with confidence, if you kill someone, remember to throw them into the river, don't give them to the police It's causing trouble."

Unexpected gain!

The four of them looked at each other with unconcealable surprise in their eyes.

"Don't worry, we know what to do." After saying that, Li Gangjing stepped forward to pick up the tin box, and the four players quickly left the weapon storage room, leaving behind Sidney who couldn't sleep tonight.

"I have a question now." Back in the room, the pandaren who started distributing weapons couldn't help but say again.

"We don't seem to have money for guns?"

"Find a gun dealer first. Whether you want to buy a gun or not depends on the situation. If you can buy it with money, report to Chief Chris tomorrow. It's a very reasonable thing." Li Gangjing replied solemnly.

Chapter 8: Chapter 8

The streets of Hell's Kitchen at night are both chaotic and have their own unique order... It is said to be chaotic because on the streets without street lights and patrolled by police, theft, robbery, robbery and other cases may happen at any time, a Outsiders walk in at will, go in vertically, and come out horizontally every minute, especially around the piers near the Hudson River, which is a special no-passing area. It is not the people who control the gangsters at the pier who approach rashly. Except for bullets, what are they doing? Can't get it either.

However, in such chaos, the 36th to 38th blocks, that is, the three blocks in the lower left corner of the slums in this rectangular area, this special area where outsiders can easily and conveniently enter the rectangular area, the law and order is very peaceful. Molecules coexist, the former walks under the street lights, while the latter hides in places where the street lights cannot reach, the two do not invade their respective fields, even if they meet occasionally, the two sides will just look at each other and walk away, neither prepared They drew their guns and fired at each other, and did not intend to expel the opponent.

The reason why the three blocks here form such a special environment is because this is the only business district in the Clinton district that can provide stable and lucrative income for the New York City Government, the Sixteenth District Police Department, and local gangs.

These are three special and deformed bustling neighborhoods, which suddenly sprang up after the promulgation of the prohibition order in January 1920. Here, New Yorkers, rich or poor, can find places suitable for their consumption, underground taverns , casinos, brothels, usury companies, as long as they have money, Americans can get the services they imagined or couldn't imagine here.

Every night, the thrill-seeking New York rich and ordinary people will flock here. The rich go to the first-class places, drink the best whiskey spirits, sit in the magnificent casino, and hug "ragged clothes" from left to right. ", with a curvy figure, had a pleasant all-night carnival with the bartenders.

Workers with little money in their pockets and blue-collar workers who are not prepared to overspend will come to the unremarkable underground tavern in groups to drink rum, and if they are addicted to gambling, they can go to the casino next door to play two games. Well, there is a secret door leading to the small casino next door in the tavern. Once something happens to the casino, the police come to clean up the venue, or hostile gangs come to make trouble, they can escape to the tavern next door with more strict protection through the secret door to take refuge .

If the drinker feels that his body needs it, he can open a room in the hotel above the underground tavern, bring the waitress or resident technician who has negotiated a price, and have a fun night.

If the consumer thinks that the service staff in the tavern needs too much, he can also go out and look for cheap and affordable street girls under the street lights at the intersection, whether it is to go to the street girls' accommodation, or to find a bold corner at random Come to solve it, whatever you want, no one cares about your dirty things.

Because of this prosperity, the gangsters, big and small, have set rules that no one can use force or make trouble in this area. Even petty theft will not be recognized. The area has been stolen, all you need to do is yell "I've been stolen", and soon the gangsters in charge of this area will come over to ask about the situation, and then mobilize people to help find the stolen property.

Generally speaking, the gangsters who control these three blocks will be very agile, and within an hour they will be able to find the thief who dares to do it here. They will help the guests find their property, and then decide whether the thief was beaten or not according to the situation. Severing hands and feet, or simply tying them and throwing them into the Hudson River, all of this, the police in charge of patrolling the streets will only watch, and they will not get involved unless the stolen person does not call the police... Generally speaking , In this special area, the gangsters move a little faster than the police.Also more reliable.

Lao She and a group of people are about to pass by the intersection of this special area now. The big men standing in the shadow of the street lights at the intersection look at the four of them with dark and fierce eyes. It is obvious that the gangsters who control the block do not welcome them. enter.

This is not the fault of the gangsters. Even if Lao She is wearing a close-fitting fashion suit on the four of them now, it is difficult to conceal the sturdy and indifferent aura on their bodies. One look at the danger of drawing their guns and shooting at each other without saying a word. Molecule, the waist is still bulging, and you can tell that there are weapons hidden under the clothes.

Their attire gave the gangsters guarding the street reason to believe that these four were either the elite cadres of the foreign gang families, or the anti-alcohol operators sent by the damn federal police. No matter which one they were, they were not here. Where they should be.

Fortunately, the place where the four of Lao She were going to come was not these three blocks. Black market arms dealers would only go to these three places to sell arms if they had a tumor in their brains. It's strange that the gangsters don't blow their brains out. Therefore, the place where Lao She and the others are going is only the 35th block next door, which is the outer periphery of Hell's Kitchen.

The four of them came to the 35th block. The street was quiet. There were no gangsters or police patrolling under the street lights... The black market merchants who chose to do business here were obviously very smart. The bustling commercial street was right next door. The gang thugs and the police frightened the gangsters away.

It is just next door, but not in the 35th block of the commercial street, so you can enjoy the security brought by the commercial street, and usually there are not many police officers who come to patrol, which reduces the risk of exposure to your business.

Lao She and others turned around in this quiet neighborhood, and then found their destination in a small alley. The four players stepped on the steel stairs outside the house and walked up the three-way street with clanging footsteps. upstairs, and finally stopped outside a wooden door.

"Dong dong dong..." Lao She stepped forward and knocked on the wooden door, but there was no response from inside. After waiting patiently for 3 minutes, he knocked on the wooden door again. The white male face of the worker's homeowner seen during the day is exposed from behind the door.

"What?"

Is this asking for a slogan?Lao She thought about it, and found that he didn't understand these things, so he continued to deal with them casually.

"Come to do business with you."

Do business?

The man behind the door opened the door slightly, poked his head out and looked around, looked at the four people outside the door and the expensive suit (purchased by the system, made in China.), after thinking for a while, he decided to take a risk. Risk letting these rich and dangerous people in.

"Do you have a weapon?" The man continued to ask.

"There is a pistol for self-defense." Lao She said honestly.

"Come in." Then, the wooden door opened, and four people walked in one after another. In the living room with wooden furniture inside, four or five men with long guns were watching them. The leader was a young man in a leather jacket. The man took the initiative to greet them.

"The face is very strange, we don't seem to have met?"

"For the first transaction, I also know your address from other people." Lao She stepped forward to deal with him. With the help of Lao She's cover, Li Gangjing secretly scanned the surrounding people and the environment with the corner of his eyes.

The long guns held by these five people are an American Browning automatic rifle and four MP18 submachine guns, all of which are fully automatic shooting weapons. There are three other rooms in the hall. He observed that the wooden doors of these rooms are not It was not completely closed, but there was a small gap left. Obviously, there were thugs hiding inside. They listened to the movement outside, and were ready to rush out at any time to fight against enemies who dared to eat gangsters.

No chance.

After Li Gangjing came to this conclusion, he regretfully gave up a certain idea in his heart.

"First time in New York?" the man continued.

"I'm going to do some business here and buy some self-defense guys." Lao She's answer was ambiguous, leaving a lot of room for their imagination.

After communicating with each other, after confirming that the four of them were planning to do business, the black market gun dealer also took the initiative to release a friendly atmosphere, stepped aside, and motioned for the four of them to sit down.

After the two sides sat together face to face, without too much nonsense and self-introduction, the business officially started.

"What weapons do you need?"

"An automatic weapon that can tilt a large number of bullets in a short time, the kind with reliable and stable performance." Lao She said, recalling what Chris said.

"In addition to that, we also need to purchase some shotguns and pistols in moderation, as well as rifles."

"Big deal." The businessman laughed. He waved his hand back. Immediately, someone walked into a room, and after a while, he came out with three long guns.

"Now I can provide three types of automatic weapons. The first is the Browning automatic rifle made in the United States. The empty gun weighs 14.5 catties, has a caliber of 3.76 mm, and has 500 rounds of ammunition. It can be semi-automatic or fully automatic. With a rate of fire of 650 to [-] rounds, it is a military standard weapon."

Having said that, the businessman glanced at Lao She, focusing on the calluses on his palms.

"You should have been in the army and are familiar with this gun."

"Well, please continue with the introduction." Lao She nodded to acknowledge the background, and stretched out his hand to signal the businessman to continue.

"MP18 submachine gun, German product, snail-shaped drum, built-in 32 bullets, fires [-]mm pistol ammunition, [-] rounds per minute, high rate of fire, good accuracy, [-] kg empty gun." The businessman gushed. Absolutely said.

"I highly recommend this weapon to you, the cops in New York City love it."

"The next one."

"The last weapon." The businessman picked up the last weapon he didn't introduce. Two magazines are inserted obliquely in the V above the gun body, which looks like rabbit ears. There are two triggers in front of the pistol grip. Inside the retainer, one is outside, displayed up and down, the whole gun looks very strange, and it is out of tune with the style of the current mainstream firearms.

"The experimental firearm produced by Winchester Company, Burton M1917 automatic rifle, double magazine feed, 800 rounds of ammunition, the empty gun weighs 8.76 kg, only a little heavier than the submachine gun, and the rate of fire is [-] rounds per minute , using [-] caliber Winchester rifle cartridges."

After the introduction, the merchant sighed again.

"To tell you the truth, this gun has been in my hand for a long time, and I don't intend to continue to hold it in my hand. If you want it, I will give it to you at a low price and give you [-] rounds of ammunition as a gift."

Lao She shook his head quickly, no matter how good the businessman said, he didn’t dare to take it at all. Forget about the non-mainstream ammunition supply and trigger layout of this gun, the bullets used are still 8.76 caliber bullets. Lao She with a bit of historical knowledge knows that this caliber It is too difficult to find bullets in the current American civilian gun market. I really bought this non-mass-produced gun. After finishing the [-] bullets given here, Lao She may not be able to buy this rare even if he looks for him later. caliber bullets.

At that time, he would fall into the embarrassing situation of having a gun but no bullets, and the gun would become scrap iron. Therefore, it was absolutely impossible for him to spend money to buy a scrap gun that could only fire [-] rounds of bullets.

"Okay then, what gun do you want?" Seeing that Lao She couldn't be fooled, the businessman immediately put down the rabbit gun in his hand regretfully.

"Browning automatic rifle and MP-18 submachine gun."

"Well, how many handles do you want?" said the businessman.

"Let's say it in advance, because of the special situation in New York City, the price of local automatic guns, whether it is automatic rifles, submachine guns, or semi-automatic pistols, is a little more expensive than guns in other places."

"The ban on the sale of automatic weapons?" Lao She questioned in an affirmative tone. When he followed Chris to the weapon storage room to collect the gun, he remembered what Sidney said.

The businessman nodded affirmatively.

"How much is it expensive?"

"Originally, it was twice as expensive as the price of guns on the black market in other places, but now because of some special circumstances in Clinton, the price has risen to three times."

"How can it be so expensive!" The pandaren sitting next to Lao She said with some pain, he came to buy a gun from a black market gun dealer because he wanted it to be cheaper than the regular gun shop on the market, now it's all over , In the hands of this guy, the price of the gun on the black market has tripled. Although I don't know how much it is, it must be a sky-high price.

"There's no way around it. If you think it's too expensive, you can take a look at rifles and shotguns. Their prices will remain the same." The businessman spread his hands confidently, as if he wanted to buy it or not.

Lao She stretched out his hand, signaling the pandaren to shut up, and continued to ask.

"I don't know if you can tell me what special circumstances caused your gun to triple in price from double?"

"This is public information. As long as you buy guns from us, it doesn't matter if we give you free guns." The businessman said.

"Has the police chief of the sixteenth district been arrested before? After he was arrested, the foreign gangster family wanted to come in. They had been envious of the bootlegging business at Hell's Kitchen Wharf. They couldn't come in before, except to control In addition to the number of gunmen hired by the eleven families on the Hudson River wharf, and because the guns in the hands of the sixteenth divisional police officers who cooperated with them are very hard, every time outsiders want to come in, the locals They will call the police, and the guys who come in will be attacked by the police before they reach the pier.

The people who came in just wanted to make money and grab the site, and clashed with the police in New York City. Of course they won't come.

However, until now, the police station in the Sixteenth Division has been completely wiped out by their own people. No one knows what the newly appointed director of the Sixteenth Division and the police plan to do. Those outsiders naturally plan to take advantage of this Time came in to grab the site, intending to settle the matter before the police reacted. "

"So, the price of your commodity has risen." Li Gangjing said in admiration.

"That's right." The businessman shrugged and showed a smug smile.

"Everyone is going to fight. The more life-saving guys, the better. It is reasonable for me to increase the price and earn some hard work. Okay, stop talking nonsense, do you want weapons?"

Yes, why don't you, isn't this moneyless?Of course, this must not be said. After saying that, the two sides will definitely fight to the end.

Lao She turned his gaze to the others, and just so happened that the other three also looked at him. After the four of them made eye contact, Lao She spoke.

"Tell me the price."

"Very good." Hearing Lao She's words, the businessman who thought they were going to buy a gun immediately took out a price list from his body and was about to hand it over. said in a low voice.

"K, there are footsteps on the stairs outside. Someone is coming again."

As soon as these words came out, several people in the body, including the businessman called K, put their hands on their guns, and stared at the four Lao She in front of them.

"Did you bring anyone else?"

Lao She stretched out his hand to let the three people on the left and right put down their defensive movements, and calmly spread his hands, exposing his palms in an embrace.

"When we first came to New York to discuss life, there were only four of us together. The people who come up now must have nothing to do with us."

"Really? You know, what we hate the most in our business is deception and concealment." K was a little suspicious, he turned his head and said to a younger brother.

"Go and see who it is?"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a bang, and the wooden door facing the hall was knocked open. Two fierce men with shotguns rushed in from outside the door one after the other, without saying a word, facing the hall. The person pulls the trigger.

"Boom bang bang..."

Amidst the muffled gunshots, scorching bullets sprayed out in all directions, covering the entire hall in an instant.