To be honest, Wolong and Tiger are still quite young, and they can't yet have that kind of profound experience.
Moreover, during their military service, they were used to traveling around and undergoing various training exercises, so they didn't have a particularly deep attachment to any one place.
Of course, if we're talking about something, there is something: one is their respective hometowns, and the other is the military camps where they served.
After all, they had been living in the military for seven or eight years since they enlisted in their teens. Their youth had been spent there.
After finishing their meal, they wandered around, observing the street scenes, the various people on the street, and what they were doing.
Sometimes, when they see something interesting, they will stop to take a look, or bargain with the vendor and buy it.
After all, when you come to a place, it's only natural to bring back something that represents the local history and culture.
Just like in the past, when people went to a certain place, they would take pictures, develop them, and put them in frames.
Of course, the same is true in later generations. People use mobile phones and digital cameras to take pictures, but often those photos just gather dust in the machine.
It was during this process that Wolong and Tiger, taking advantage of the environment and the opportunities they created by varying their walking speed and the street corner, managed to lure out their pursuers.
The three of them had already figured out the stalker's situation.
They were divided into three groups to track them.
It's clear that these people have all received some professional training.
Their military skills were not particularly high; they were only at the level of the Chinese militia.
However, what makes them superior to those in China is that they often face life-or-death crises, giving them an edge in stealth and combat effectiveness.
This is not a good thing for the Burmese people.
When local armed groups and government forces clash or fight, civilians are often caught in the crossfire.
The most severely affected area is, of course, northern Myanmar, where there are many warlords and the land is very barren, with deep mountains and rivers. The main means of livelihood is to produce jade and teak.
Along the way, the dragon, tiger, fox, or other creatures would pretend to chat and secretly pass on the information they had obtained to Chen Dong.
Chen Dong deduced from this that his group had been targeted.
Moreover, these people are not simple. They are skilled, and the fact that they sent so many people to follow me at once shows that they really think too highly of me.
Who? Who exactly is working against me?
Chen Dong and Lao Qin exchanged a glance, both having their own ideas.
Then, they said in unison, "The one surnamed Shang?"
After saying that, they both laughed.
"Of course, that's the most likely possibility. After all, we've flaunted our wealth these past two days, especially yesterday and today, which will definitely attract the attention of others. So, it could also be someone else."
"That's right, it's certainly possible."
However, it doesn't matter to them who comes.
When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it up!
They not only had three elite special forces soldiers—Wolong, Tiger, and Fox—but also had Wolong find a group of mercenaries.
At the same time, they also acquired so many weapons. Sending China's elite soldiers to fight these "militia" was like using an anti-aircraft gun to kill a mosquito.
Having men and guns meant they were local tyrants in the past, the kind no one dared to mess with.
...
Around nine o'clock, they returned to the hotel.
As soon as they returned, the tiger and the fox quickly brought out the guns and melee weapons.
They need to adjust them to their own usage habits, and also check the condition of the parts and bullets to ensure they are in good working order.
Because they don't know when to take action, they need to get these things done as early as possible.
Otherwise, if something unexpected happens when you actually use it, it could become a huge joke.
As soon as Old Qin entered, he was stunned by the sight before him: "Wow, so many! Where did you get them?"
Wolong replied, "I bought it. One gun was two hundred dollars, a magazine full of eight bullets was twenty dollars, and this was fifty dollars a bullet..."
As he spoke, he picked up two pistols from the low table, handing one to Chen Dong and the other to Lao Qin.
"These two are already set up. Here you go."
Their gun barrels were all black.
The black paint on the handle, barrel, and trigger had peeled off, revealing a metallic sheen underneath, clearly indicating that it had been used.
It felt quite heavy when I picked it up, at least a pound or more.
Chen Dong doesn't admire force, but he does enjoy the feeling of being powerful.
Judging from the way Lao Qin held the gun, he seemed quite familiar with it.
It seems that Lao Qin has quite a story to tell.
Rather than just appearing as a refined and cultured gentleman.
"Let me introduce this pistol to you."
Chen Dong and Lao Qin listened intently.
Perhaps some of the knowledge contained within will come in handy.
The Type 54 pistol is a copy of the Russian pistol, consisting of a barrel, upper end, lower end, recoil mechanism, trigger, magazine, and other components.
It belongs to the category of powerful military handguns.
It has been in service for over forty years.
Within 25 meters, it can penetrate a 3-millimeter-thick steel plate, a 10-centimeter-thick wooden board, and a 6-centimeter-thick brick wall. Within 50 meters, it can meet the needs of self-defense.
In 1987, the production of the Type 54 rifle reached 35 million units, which were distributed to the military and police, and even the security departments of some large companies were equipped with them.
"Wolong, you should keep it..."
Chen Dong played with it for a while, then handed it back to Wolong.
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