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All the food was carried by Li Caoyuan. Li Caoyuan was so strong that he didn't feel the weight of dozens of kilograms of food on his back. He followed Zhang Xiaoqiang and walked forward.
After walking not far, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that he had gone to the wrong place. The yurts here are densely packed, and there are girls in revealing clothes standing at the door. These women are much cleaner than the dirty men outside, and most of them have rough skin. , with two patches of prairie red on her face, and the other part has the delicate skin of mainland women. They kept beckoning to Zhang Xiaoqiang and Li Caoyuan, making Li Caoyuan's eyeballs almost pop out.
Li Grassland is not a first-time brother. He hooked up with a little widow when he was flying the plane. After several months of abstinent life, he gradually got used to it, but suddenly a group of half-dressed young women with white breasts and shaking breasts appeared, and his heart ached. It's like putting it in the oven.
"Pass… ."
Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was half a head shorter than Li Grassland, kicked Li Grassland over, and the big and small bags fell to the ground. Looking at Li Grassland sitting on the ground in a daze, Zhang Xiaoqiang said:
"Wait until when you can take care of your own life and then think about women. You know, in the eyes of others, you are just a fat pig that can eat meat."
Li Yuancao woke up in a flash, quickly picked up all kinds of packages, and followed Zhang Xiaoqiang honestly, not daring to look at those women again, Zhang Xiaoqiang continued to walk forward.
In this area, the flow of people is denser than that of the street stalls. Men of all kinds of clothes come in and out of those tents, or carry food, hold bullets and bargain with women, making Zhang Xiaoqiang shake his head. The business here is obvious. It's much better than the gathering place, and the women here are also much cleaner than the gathering place. After all, it's a free trade zone, it can't be compared.
After passing through the red light district, Zhang Xiaoqiang came to the arms trading market. The security here is strict, and the whole area is welded with steel walls. There is only one entrance and exit, and two .5mm heavy machine guns are placed in the strict machine gun nests to guard the gate. On the walls on both sides of the gate, there are pieces of steel welded baffles, and a pair of vigilant eyes flashed behind the shooting holes from time to time looking out. They looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with scrutiny eyes, and they let them go when the three of them had three guns. Go inside.
The personnel who arrived at the arms trade were considered the backbone of various forces. They were well-dressed, well-nourished, not fat, each of them was powerful, everyone was extremely agile, and they could immediately detect the people who appeared around them.
And Zhang Xiaoqiang found that there are quite a lot of weapons here, old-fashioned soil guns, single-barreled and double-barreled shotguns, Mosin Nagant rifles, three-type rifles, Mauser K, box guns, revolvers, five- and six-type rifles, submachine guns, and one-type submachine guns. Rifles, Type 95 rifles, and AK4-type .4mm rifles, the rifles that Zhang Xiaoqiang is familiar with, AK-type .mm assault rifles, A-4-type .4mm assault rifles, Type-5 sniper rifles, Type-5 sniper rifles, vd sniper rifle, and a lot of individual equipment, helmets and so on.
These guns are all active equipment in China and Russia, and many of them are weapons of a small number of Russian troops, and I don’t know how they got here.
As for these guns, Zhang Xiaoqiang just glanced at them, not to mention that he didn't have enough gold and bullets to buy them, even if he bought them, he would have no place to find bullets. After all, it was near the border area, and the weapons here were far from what can be found in the mainland.
The three found the motor vehicle market under the vigilant eyes of the group. Before that, Zhang Xiaoqiang was surprised to find that there was no heavy firepower above machine guns. Obviously, these things are the treasures of various forces.
There are a lot of motor vehicles, because of the terrain in Inner Mongolia, most of the vehicles here are vehicles with good off-road performance, domestic warriors, foreign BMWs, Audis, Mercedes-Benz, Volvos, and Hummers, etc., many of which are in the last days Formerly worth millions.
There are also quite a few trucks of all kinds, not many of which are mostly made in China, and there are very few foreign brands. On the contrary, there is no market for luxury cars here, and they are piled up in the corner alone and no one cares about them.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was used to Dongfeng warriors before, and he had a very good impression of domestic military vehicles. He walked up to the Warriors military vehicle, touched the grass-green shell, and asked the man in military uniform who stood aside and looked at them:
"How to sell?"
The man in military uniform saw the guns on the three of Zhang Xiaoqiang and the large bags on Li Caoyuan's back, squinted his eyes and said with a smile:
"This model is not for civilian use, it is a military model for regular troops. All parameters have been tested to the limit, and the service life is not long. The maintenance is very good, just like the factory one. This is a model that can carry you around. The price of a car to the ends of the earth is naturally not low..."
Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his head as soon as he heard it, turned around and left without even listening to the price, it was obvious that he was being taken advantage of, and he was still taking care of himself. In this last days when everything is lacking, if it was true as he said, then they would have regained the military base long ago. Do you still need to sell here? For Zhang Xiaoqiang, these things are ownerless, and there are plenty of them out there. As long as you have something to do, he can find any military vehicles, even tanks. Of course, he has to find a military base.
"Hey, don't go, I'm selling it cheap, jump off the house price, or you can tell me a price..."
"you this… ."
Zhang Xiaoqiang threw the rabbit skin on the hood of the car. The man took the rabbit skin and smelled it, followed the color of the fur, then took out a dagger and stabbed it fiercely in the center of the fur, nodded to Zhang Xiaoqiang and said:
"It's ghost shadows, but it's not enough. You need at least ten, and you need diesel. Although this car only needs 1.0 liters of diesel per 100 kilometers, you should prepare at least 200 liters. Diesel is not cheap now, and every liter is less expensive. It is 20 rounds of standard ammunition. Ghost Shadow is very valuable, but it is only worth 150 rounds of standard ammunition. Nowadays, cars are cheap and gasoline is expensive.”
Li Yuancao couldn't help but underestimated: "The National Development and Reform Commission is gone, so why is the price of oil getting higher and higher?"
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang pointed to Miaomiao's jug and asked:
"How much is this worth?"
The man's eyes lit up when he reached the jug, and he immediately quoted the price:
"This jug weighs more than three hundred grams, and one bullet per gram is only three hundred bullets, the price of two ghost shadows."
Zhang Xiaoqiang finally realized that he was cheated by Xu Hao. He has always ridden a horse and never knew the price of cars and gas. Zhang Xiaoqiang was so stupid that he thought he was a rich man. superior.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't stay too long, turned around and walked out, no matter how the boss called Zhang Xiaoqiang, he didn't respond, a few people walked to the gun trading area in desperation, Zhang Xiaoqiang went to a workshop where bullets were reloaded on the spot, and walked over How does it work? of.
After a long time, Zhang Xiaoqiang finally realized that reloading ammunition is not as troublesome as imagined. As long as there is propellant and primer, it can be done by hand, but if it is purely manual, the speed is too slow. The reloading ammunition here is all special warheads and above .mm caliber,
"Boss, do you accept this thing?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang threw the rabbit skin on the table, grabbed the rabbit skin with a big oily hand, caught half of it, picked up the rag with that big hand, wiped the palm vigorously, then smelled the smell and the color of the fur, of course , it is inevitable to take a stab at the head.
"One hundred and twenty. mm bullets, or mm standard rounds."
The boss is a strong man, bald and bald, with a hulking waist, much stronger than Li Caoyuan. He is all muscular, while Li Caoyuan is full of fluffy fat. He has two large-caliber pistols of no model in his waist.
"Uh, didn't you say there were one hundred and fifty rounds?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang asked a little depressed, if you are not in charge of the family, you don't know that rice is expensive, now you have to save as much as possible, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who is used to being extravagant, is now in distress.
"That's the .millimeter standard bullet. There are a lot of bullets here. The .mm is the army's ammunition. I haven't heard of anyone who has captured the army's garrison. It can only be found in some border posts with a small number of troops."
The boss does not bully students, he pays attention to making money with harmony in business, this piece of rabbit skin is very important to him, so try to explain it as detailed as possible, Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded, he knows that rare things are more expensive, whoever let Miaomiao get it is not a stick Woolen cloth
"Do you have a sniper crossbow? What's the price?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to injure Li Yuanyuan with a weapon. He didn't consider the gun, and he couldn't afford it even if he sold Li Yuanyuan. The boss laughed, rubbed his belly and said:
"You are very discerning. Those blind guys are thinking about getting bullets, but they didn't think that the crossbow is a good weapon. It can only be shot single-shot, so you need to be calm and seize the opportunity. With these two points, as long as it is not luck It's too bad, I can't even die if I want to.
I only have hunting crossbows, counting you one hundred rounds of .mm standard ammunition, one bullet per crossbow arrow, not to mention expensive, what I made can definitely be reused. "
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang could only nod his head, agreeing to the deal, but he only needed 30 crossbow bolts, and replaced the others with 15 mm pistol bullets.
Coming out of the workshop, Zhang Xiaoqiang's rabbit skin turned into the blocking crossbow in Li Yuanyuan's hands. Li Yuanyuan loved the sniper crossbow in his hand very much. He always wanted to aim, but was kicked over by Zhang Xiaoqiang. Anxious to die.