M F Chapter 738: Introduction to Nigeria.

There is always a different view of the earth from the sky above thousands of miles.

Two dark IL - 76 S, like two black swans hovering in the nine* days.

"Guys, I am your captain Ma Yi. This journey will take seventeen hours. If everyone is hungry, there is the kitchen on the right and the bathroom on the left. The kitchen is filled with delicious, specially prepared food by the company's chefs and heated by induction hobs. You can eat it as soon as it's hot.

"We'll be stopping in Dubai for an hour, but I wouldn't recommend going to the duty-free shops there; if you want to eat our vernacular meal; you must wait until next month."

In the cabin of the plane full of cargo, pilot Ma Yi laughed into the headphones: "If anyone gets airsick, don't forget to go to the toilet to vomit!"

"Cut..."

The pilot's slightly naughty words were exchanged for the collective ridicule of a hundred employees. These hundreds of employees are all strong young men. For this plan, everyone has undergone a 20-day training abroad. For them, physical fitness is very important. Now that they feel they can't use all their energy, how could they be airsick?

However, after sitting for a long time, and since it is true that it is uncomfortable to hunker down, and since Unit n°. 1 was equipped with power generation equipment, and the employees were all seated in the unit n° 2 and as it was different to travel in a civil plane and travel in a transport freighter or take your own plane, although the comfort was a little less good, the employees were all proud and without constraint.

So when the IL - 76 S entered the stratosphere, some employees unbuckled their seat belts, laughed, and flexed their muscles in the huge space on the aft deck. It was always cool to have a plane owned by their own company, it's boring to sit in, and a few people can come together to fight laziness.

"Don't all go, a maximum of fifteen people, you have to take turns, you can affect the balance of our plane."

The pilot observed the change in the plane's center of gravity through the measuring instrument and again shouted into the microphone.

“Brother Huang, after talking about Nigeria, can we really play with guns?”

In the crowd, a dark-skinned man was leaning against the warehouse door, his hands resting on his head. Next to him was a young man with a short head and a thin body, but his eyes made people look very aggressive, with a fearless expression inside. His name was Huang Qiang, and he was twenty-nine years old. Graduated from Jing Ling Police Officers Academy, after graduation, he went straight to become a soldier and became an elite soldier of a certain field brigade. After serving in the military for six years, he easily got a job in the security department at the Huge Industrial Monster.

His relatives and friends laughed at him at first, saying he graduated from the famous Huang Qiang University and worked in the army for six years. When he returned, he was literate like junior high graduates and could only be a security guard. He was captain of the security team with over 20 men under his command. Later, no one said that Huang Qiang was not doing well, because he was doing too well, so his relatives and friends were jealous of him.

"Hasn't society said every person will have a Colt there."

Huang Qiang nodded, looking forward to his future life there, like most men. Chaotic Africa, full of adventure, is the life, a man, should have!

"Colts?"

The dark-skinned guy next to him was a bit confused: "Have you ever played with this gun, Brother Huang?"

"I only worked 6 years in the army. The Colt is a foreign product. How will I be able to see it in the army?" Huang Qiang Looking at the white light hanging from the roof of the cabin: "But it must be an M 1911. This gun is said to be the most classic gun in the world. I was born in the army, and it is certainly not a problem getting an assault rifle. Then I'll get more bullets. Let's use our free time to form a group to hunt antelope and bison."

"Imagine driving a jeep through the endless savanna, chasing the African game we saw every day in 'The animal world' when we were young. That's called a man's life! We come hunting. Otherwise, this place is hot and chaotic, who would want to come."

The discussion between the two quickly attracted other active employees. In the previous training, everyone already knew that Huang Qiang, whether in skill or marksmanship, had the ability to hit ten balls right in the middle of the goal, and they all affectionately called him; Brother Huang. They heard them both talking about the life of a wild man in Africa, and they both sat down immediately, they were fantasizing about the days after arriving in Africa.

"By the way, Brother Huang, do you think we will be in danger?" A bespectacled employee asked worriedly.

"Nope," Huang Qiang sighed: "The Company has already established a solid base in Nigeria. There is a local warlord named General Mopu, who is the spokesperson for the company. They are responsible for public security."

"This... Is it reliable, the African warlords in the movies are all masters who kill without batting an eyelid and don't even recognize their loved ones, in case they covet our company's wealth?"

Huang Qiang, who was born in the security team and became its leader, may have to take responsibility for personnel security himself, where he had seen so many anxious eyes around him. Therefore, he decided to give them a comfort pill. Anyway, these things are not secrets, and when they get to Nigeria, they will be made public.

"Have you seen the goods packed in large plastic boxes of the Huge Industrial Monster? Of course, you can. The green boxes contained weapons, so they are so visible."

"Do you know what's inside?" Huang Qiang didn't wait for everyone to come and push to take a look, and he burst out laughing and revealed the mystery: “There are ten sets of guard robots, and they will be installed around the mine. And employee living quarters. Not to mention the little warlord, Captain America will have to call him when he comes for a sieve."

Thirteen hours later, the employees who were originally excited and full of nostalgia were breathing slowly and their eyes had fallen asleep. Some people lay on the tilted automatic hatch at the back of the warehouse and used the small bag distributed by the company to stuff it under their heads, and just casually lay down on the deck next to the seats for sleep.

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Unhindered is the advantage of flying on your own company plane.

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The two IL - 76 S took off from Dubai airport and after refueling, they flew over the Red Sea and the famous Suez Canal Bay to reach the African continent. After six more hours, the slightly excited voice of the captain came through the loudspeaker: "Boys, courage, Nigeria is here. After refueling at Murtala Mohamed International Airport in the Capital City Lagos, where we are, we'll go straight to Anut and we'll get there at home."

As soon as he had finished speaking, in the cabin where people were sleeping everywhere, they suddenly got up. Then the door to the second-floor cabin opened, and a serious-faced young man, standing like a javelin, stepped out of the cockpit.

For some reason, the hundreds of employees didn't dare to breathe after seeing Jin Liuhai, and they were like a mouse seeing a cat. Even Huang Qiang straightened up as if he had seen a multilevel officer.

"Huang Qiang, Cao Shan, Wang Tian Shui, Li Hao, Zhang Mei Shan, Hou Xiao Nan..."

"The twelve people whose names have been named, get off the plane with me later," the Master Metal Expert who went by the alias of Jin Liuhai swept through the crowd. At a glance, the employees who were appointed subconsciously shouted, "Yes, Mr. Liu."

Half an hour later, the plane stopped at the airport. As he was refueling, Jin Liuhai got off the plane with a dozen employees following him, and after a while two refueling trucks headed towards them, followed by two container trucks whites, and parked next to the No. 1 aircraft, the Master Metal Expert, led someone forward and opened the huge rear trunk of the No. 1 white container truck.

"Hi~ Mr. Jin, we meet again," A burly white man jumped out of the truck. He seemed very familiar with the Master Metal Expert. After receiving a warm welcome, Jin Liuhai opened the container behind the car and removed the outer sealing lead, and moved a long engineering plastic box into it.

Huang Qiang saw the yellow font printed on the box, and his eyes were instantly straight. The box bore the words M 2 HB - QCB, 12.7 × 99 mm, 0.50, etc. above. This was the standard M 2 heavy machine gun which is popular in European and American countries. Rambo used it to shed the first drop of blood, to crush a car, then crush a row of trees in front, then crush a group of enemies. This kind of M2 was used to smash these things to pieces...

"What are you doing?"

The Master Metal Expert glared at the men accompanying him: "Move, quickly."

The twelve employees woke up from a dream and jumped into the container, twenty M 2 HB S with quick-release barrels, boxes of Carters, and then all sorts of blown black barrels, boxes of magazines, and rows of assault rifles. The twelve employees and five foreigners took nearly half an hour to move back and forth before emptying the two containers and moving the weapons inside to plane No. 1.

Huang Qiang clicked superficially, and there were nearly a million rounds of all kinds, two-thirds of which were feeding those M 2 heavy machine guns...

When the plane prepared to take off again and head for Anut, and just leave, the twelve employees who went to the field already rolled their eyes at that moment.

Danger? Hey hey ~

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* "Nine" has the meaning of tall, extremely high, extremely far, and extremely many in the old sayings.

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