After arriving at the underground parking lot attached to the "Fire and Iron" hotel, Jiang Baimian said to Shang Jianyao:
"You drive first, and let Xiaobai or Xiaohong come when you return."
"No problem." Shang Jianyao agreed, but instead of walking to the door corresponding to the driver's seat, he walked around behind the jeep and opened the trunk door.
"What's wrong?" asked the honest Genava.
The "Old Tuning Team" had already transferred the equipment that was guarded by Genava in the suite in advance, and had nothing to stuff into the trunk.
Shang Jianyao carefully looked at the crates, boxes of bullets, a few spare weapons and a few remaining cans, biscuits, and energy bars.
After completing this matter, he answered Genova's question:
"I'm checking to see if the Bodhi statue suddenly appeared in our car."
What a hell of a joke... Long Yuehong just flashed such a thought, but couldn't help but probe into the trunk to look at the situation.
He still remembered that in the "Salvation Army", in Wubei, he and others worked hard to track down the whereabouts of the nuclear bomb, but in the end he found that the target item was lying quietly in the trunk of his jeep.
Therefore, Shang Jianyao's whims are by no means impossible.
"No." Shang Jianyao looked back in disappointment, "Hey..."
The imagination of those who exist should not be so poor, they always use a script to perfunctory people... Jiang Baimian mumbled, walked to the passenger seat, and opened the door.
The jeep quickly pulled into the street, and Spant was standing by the side of the road, waiting for them.
His car was a brown-green sedan with rough skin, and the door was open, allowing people to see at a glance the rucksack and double-barreled shotgun in the passenger seat.
"Your breakfast." Spant walked over to the jeep and handed the khaki paper bag in his hand to the slowly descending glass window.
"What is it?" Shang Jianyao took it over and opened it impatiently.
Inside were buns filled with sausages and pickled cucumbers.
"Pure meat." Spant pointed to the sausages.
This is quite a good breakfast in Gerstburg.
"Meat of deformed species?" Shang Jianyao asked.
"Otherwise?" Spant said with a smile, "Sausages with natural meat are too expensive, and the boss's meal fee is not enough."
Although Gustburg is located close to the ice sheet, it is extremely cold every year from late autumn to early spring, but at other times, the climate is relatively normal, and there is a lack of basic electrical appliances. Even if there is sufficient electricity, not many people have refrigerators. So in order to preserve meat for a long time, smoking and marinating are essential.
- The electrical appliances in Gerstburg mainly come from the ruins of the surrounding cities, but only a few of them can be really repaired after being pulled back, and most of them have to be dismantled and sold for parts.
"Oh..." Shang Jianyao didn't care at all, and happily distributed the bread with sausages and pickled cucumbers.
He had long wanted to taste aberrant meat.
With their genetically modified physical conditions, as long as they are not eaten for a long time, it will not have any effect.
After taking a big bite and chewing for a while, Shang Jianyao commented:
"It's not much different from normal, ordinary meat, except that the smell is stronger."
They are all made into sausages, and there is still a bit of mutton taste, which is enough to explain the original situation.
"Yeah." Long Yuehong felt the same way.
After they finished their breakfast with their water bladders, Spant honked the horn, indicating that they could follow their vehicle.
After driving along the street for a while, the two cars bypassed the castle one after another and drove into the out-of-town road next to the factory area.
The blast furnaces and chimneys immediately caught the eyes of several members of the "Old Tune Group".
They sprayed up thin or grayish or yellowish or black smoke, like fingers reaching out to the sky.
Shang Jianyao sighed sincerely:
"This is the real Buddhist holy place!"
Long Yuehong and others could not refute.
The two vehicles drove out of Gustburg in a broad sense along the cement-cast road, one after the other, and drove towards the nearby mountains.
On the way, they saw the railroad tracks and roads connecting the mines in the mountains, as well as trains full of goods and trucks of various shapes passing by.
In about ten minutes, Spant's brown-green sedan and the "Old Tunes" jeep officially entered the mountains.
The green on both sides gradually became more and more, and the road became more and more twisted and twisted. From time to time, you could see bare mountains, collapsed cliffs and black water.
The two vehicles passed by the mine without stopping, and went all the way to the depths.
The road conditions limited their speed. After about thirty or forty minutes, Spant said through the intercom:
"Coming.
"Remember, don't talk nonsense, let me negotiate."
He had long seen that the tallest man named Doug had a hobby of forcibly interjecting.
"No problem." Jiang Baimian didn't want to cause a lot of trouble over the matter of the two great knight gold coins and affect the follow-up investigation. Therefore, she was very determined to take care of Shang Jianyao and not let him play freely.
Shang Jianyao turned his body and told Long Yuehong and Genova in the back row:
"You two have heard it. Silence is golden at that time. Leave it to Spant to deal with it."
Hehe... Long Yuehong completed the slander in the shortest way.
"What if he can't handle it?" asked the honest Genava.
Shang Jianyao suddenly laughed:
"Then we can only do it reluctantly."
I hope it doesn't develop to this stage... Long Yuehong didn't dare to say these words.
After another two or three minutes, an open area appeared in front of it, and there were several old-world Red River wind villas surrounded by old trees.
The villas appear to have been refurbished to show no signs of decay, and their car parks are connected to the edge of the woods.
At this time, there were more than a dozen cars and thirty or forty people in the parking lot. Jiang Baimian glanced at them and found that the trucks, cars, and vans carrying goods were either tightly covered by rain cloths. The body of the car is stuck, or the windows are covered with dark plastic film, making it impossible to see the rear half of the interior.
And those people, most of them are well equipped, with bulletproof vests, assault rifles, grenades, walkie-talkies, grenade guns...
The configuration of the other twelve or three people is relatively poor. They are clustered around different vehicles, mainly rifles, pistols, shotguns and modified shotguns, and only a few have submachine guns.
There is no doubt that they all don't have bulletproof vests, and their clothes are different. Their temperament allows Bai Chen to determine that these are relic hunters without asking.
His own subordinates plus a few hired relic hunter teams... Jiang Baimian nodded thoughtfully, motioning Shang Jianyao to follow Spant to find a parking place.
They arrived at the latest, the good spots were all occupied, and only two spots could be found in the corner of the parking lot.
This is also in line with Jiang Baimian's idea.
Because the lion fights the rabbit with all its strength, not to mention this kind of commission that is slightly mysterious and has certain risks declared in advance, so the "Old Tune Team" will not participate in the mission locally, and plans to be fully armed to guard against accidents.
As soon as they got out of the car, a man in a gray coat came over and stopped in front of Spant.
This man was in his thirties, his face was rigid, as if carved from stone, his nose was hooked, his hair was short brown and yellow, his eyes were light blue, and he was unsmiling.
He was carrying a Red River pistol with a 9mm bullet and no other weapons, which was very unusual.
Of course, he wore a bulletproof vest under his coat.
"You were almost late." The man taught Spant a lesson unceremoniously.
Spant piled up a smile:
"Mr. Sandro, we had a car accident on the road and were stuck for a while."
This is unquestionably false, just an excuse.
Sandro didn't bother with this issue, and said bluntly:
"Give you ten minutes to prepare.
"During the mission, you are responsible for driving your own car, leading the way in front, paying attention to observe the situation on both sides at any time, and intercepting the opposite vehicles that may have problems.
"When I get back to Fort Gust, I'll go to the Hunter Guild to pay you."
His eyes swept across Genova, he nodded slightly, and seemed quite satisfied with Spant's team.
This might be the reason why he didn't care that Spant and the others were almost late.
After speaking, Sandro turned around and walked towards the other team of relic hunters.
"Is this the employer?" Shang Jianyao, who had been holding back for a while, asked curiously.
"Yes, he is our employer, but he is not the owner of this shipment. He is the security supervisor under the owner of the shipment, and he used to be a very powerful relic hunter." Spant introduced a few words casually.
He turned to ask:
"Do you need to prepare?"
"Need." Jiang Baimian glanced at the large army and saw that their vision was blocked by Spant's sedan chair, so he went around to the trunk and raised crates one by one.
"What are these?" Spant was a little curious.
No one answered him, and several members of the "Old Tune Group" opened the crates and helped each other get dressed.
A military exoskeleton device! Two, three... One bionic intelligent armor, two... Spant's eyes gradually widened, and he forgot to close his mouth.
What's up with this team
What the hell is going on here
Why would a team like them take on a quest that was only worth two Great Knight Gold Coins
Could it be that their real purpose is to rob the cargo