M F Chapter 407: Encounter Card Setup Check

 

 

Port Harcourt is a typical port city. Ye Qing arrived at 1 a.m. local time. At this time, trucks loaded with minerals ran across the road from time to time. The signs on the roadside were all in English, and most of them were restaurants, bars, and hotels.

After holding for nearly ten hours in the car, Ye Qing had finally seen a modern civilization and asked Master Metal Expert to pull over and park. Then he went down moving his hands and legs, lengthened his body with a great stretch causing a large lazy waist to move and extended his joints making a "crackling" sound. Juli also got out of the car, and the AUG assault rifle was in his hand, firmly guarding Ye Qing's safety.

Ye Qing gave a big breath: "It seems that there is no problem along the way, and it seems that Nigeria is as unexaggerated as the news says."

"Da Da Da~"

Ye Qing's words just fell, and behind a hotel opposite, there were sharp gunshots and there was also a clear metal breakdown sound accompanying the gunshots. 

"Get on the car ～" Ye Qing was startled. After boasting for less than three seconds, Port Harcourt couldn't wait to show Ye Qing its true face.

The meeting point with the Lord's Battleship was chosen on an uninhabited beach in the suburbs.

The Mercedes-Benz G 65 drove to the beach with searchlights, the sparkling sea suddenly boiled, and it seemed that there was a giant coming out of the sea. It was a steel behemoth that will amaze anyone when they see it. After breaking out of the water, it just relied on four wide full-motion propelling vertical tail and crawled to the beach.

When the hatch opened, revealing the heavy armor one in the cargo compartment. The Master Metal Expert and the Master labor also jumped down. Their expressions remained the same, without any fatigue from the fatigue of the sea.

Five minutes later, the Heavy Armor N° 1 was driven out, replaced by Mercedes-Benz G 65, Ye Qing also got into the cockpit and a dilapidated bus was left alone on the beach and no one was interested in seeing its content.

The minibus stayed motionless until five o'clock in the morning and when the sun had already ex-posed the sea level and brought golden dawn to Port Harcourt. The worn-out minibus started roaring. The high and powerful engine sounds seemed coming from the main battle tank, not a CMB that has been scrapped for some years.

"Ten kilometers along the road ahead, there is a large port, and there is a white van outside the port. You flash it twice, and it flashes three times as a response. That's it. We will have the weapons and equipment we need."

Ye Qing would sit in the Lord's Battleship and observed and commanded the operation through a satellite network and used the equipment of Weipu Satellite Network Company which could be connected to the latest generation of network communication satellites after 15 seconds of data exchange.

There was once a joke that was unfunny, to describe the expensive traffic charges of the satellite network.

Earlier, an anti-poaching organization patrolled the African savannah wanted their w 7 system laptop to be automatically upgraded to the w 10 system through a satellite network. As a result, this anti-poaching organization that relies on social donations has been detained with more than 10,000 US dollars in traffic fees and the satellite traffic has deducted all their funds for activities. Because of the ar-rears, they have been unable to contact other volunteers on patrol.

The faster the speed, the more expensive the tariff.

Ye Qing could watch the real-time picture through the display and was naturally undistressed by the traffic fee. Anyone thought that this old CMB bus, who had just left the beach just moments ago had an accident.

On the road ahead, there were two pickup trucks, one left and one right lying on the sides of the road leaving only a little gap for vehicles to pass the road. Inside the carriages stood soldiers wearing camouflage and holding AK. Some soldiers also stood at the gaps of the road and stopped every passing truck.

"Not good." Ye Qing's heart thumped quickly.

This dilapidated CMB bus not only didn't have any annual inspection mark, but it also didn't even have a license plate. The opaque black glass film was also fully attached to the glass, and nothing could be seen from the outside. The CMB bus was fake, and the Master Metal Expert didn't have a driver's license, allowing blind people checking to find out the problem.

Seeing the CMB bus slowly moving forward, the soldiers in front of the road inspection were turning around a truck to check carefully. There was another soldier on the ground, waving his hand to the CMB bus to move aside.

"Pay attention, get ready to punch the car." Ye Qing issued an order through the satellite network: "After punching the truck and instead of going to the port, make directly a detour heading towards the beach, I will find a way to have weapons."

"They have to chase you, knock them over directly, and don't give them time to continue attacking."

"Understood." The Master Metal Expert driving was calm and prepared to execute the punching order.

On the coast road, this worn CMB bus immediately caught the attention of the soldiers who installed the roadblock. Because this car didn't have a license, plate and when they waved 200 meters to signal the side, the CMB car was driving pretending that it hadn't seen them either turn on the turn signal or drive sideways.

In response to this strange performance, the soldiers around the two pickup trucks responded quickly.

They jumped from the car and raised their assault rifles to aim. There was a total of eight soldiers. If they encounter an ordinary minibus, this firepower will be enough to tear it into a honeycomb.

The Master Metal Expert completely treated them as air and still drove its own way forward.

"stop!"

The soldier in the middle with the rank of captain shouted like an enemy.

"Boom~" When the distance was still 100 meters, the CMB bus suddenly burst into a beast-like engine roar.

The eight soldiers in the front jumped and loaded the AK assault rifle in their hands. The soldier in the middle with a beret raised its AK and fired a warning shot.

"Da Da Da~"

After three shots of warning, the black faces of the soldiers showed a bloodthirsty smile. The distance was still 50 meters. This distance was the best shooting distance for assault rifles.

Ye Qing, who had already turned his mind and didn't plan to see the soldiers in this group of trucks being hit or the pickup truck being hit also, suddenly thought of something.

He thought of plan "B" and many more! So, he shouted through the headset: "Slow down and carry out the plan B."

Between the electric light and the flint, the worn-out CMB bus sank, the beast-like engine sound disappeared, the turn signal flashed and the bus body leaned towards the side of the road. If this wasn't done, a second later, the ruthless bullets will be fired by the soldiers.

When the CMB bus stopped, it was just over ten meters away from the soldiers. The seven assault rifles were pointed at the window position, and the leading captain rushed forward and shouted, "Get off immediately I give you three seconds to consider."

"One... Two..."

With a clatter, the worn-out car door slid opened to the side and turned out to be an automatic door. A Master Metal Expert blocked all their sights.

"Asian?... With both hands in your head, how many people are on the bus? " The more the black captain saw this CMB bus, the more wrong it was. Its physique was much wider than the average CMB, and its height is too high.

Seeing the Master Metal Expert standing still at the door of the bus, the other soldiers raised the buttstock fiercely intending to do a sieve in the Master Metal Expert's head, even many more!

The black captain's eyes widened instantly then he pushed his restless companion next to him, scolded at his head, and reprimanded: "Are you blind? This is our most distinguished guest."

A stack of tickets with Franklin's head printed on it was held by the Master Metal Expert. As these colorful bills were raised, the eight soldiers invariably made the sound of "gulps~" swallowing saliva.

Franklin's head picture only exists on $100. A piece of $100, in barren Nigeria, represents five times the monthly income per capita. And a stack of 100 dollars...

"Honorable sir, honorable guest." The black captain turned 180 degrees and put on a smile that he thought was the kindest, grunting in English: "Just offended you, don't be angry."

With that said, the black captain kicked off the soldier next to him and shouted in the local language: "Go get the cigar in the car."

A box of cigars, which had also made other people respected, had courted the black captain before.

From the beginning to the end, Master Metal Expert has not said a word.

The two pickup trucks pulled out in a hurry, and the eight soldiers lined up in a row, waving to the slowly moving CMB bus. They smiled sincerely and shouted, "Welcome to come again next time."

The B plan made an unexpected success! Fifteen minutes later, the CMB bus drove to the port and met to the arms van. Forty minutes later, the CMB bus returned home.

The soldiers threw away their cigarette butts at a long distance, drove the pickup to the side of the road again, and then stood in a row with the sincerest smile on their faces and waved off.

The Master Metal Expert shook his head a little bit silently, and then started the drive to the Lord's Battleship which was along the coastline.

In a semi-submersible navigation mode, far from the special area of Onitsha, hundreds of kilometers away, the Lord's Battleship controlled the worn CMB bus which was traveling at a less insane speed than the Mercedes-Benz G 65, and it was dusty all the way.

At noon, the Lord's Battleship had noticed the CMB bus had arrived in Onitsha District.

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