"Night market..."
......
"We are not afraid of the scorching sun, nor the strong winds and rains. We can go wave after wave... We don't have guns or cannons, but the enemy will make them for us..."
"Brother, your singing is out of tune, right?"
Zeng Wangcai ignored Xiaobao and was happy on his own.
They had already retreated because they had made a successful move and needed to rush to the location agreed upon with Khalid to deliver the goods.
Zeng Wangcai guessed that the Americans must have known about the situation now and the situation was in chaos, so they had come up with a lot of convertible jeeps for transportation.
"Brother, do you think we will lose out if we leave like this?" Xiao Bao was unwilling to give in. "I don't think the tunnel will be exposed, because they can't imagine that the equipment will be lost from the tunnel. Why don't we do it again? I think the Americans will definitely airdrop equipment again."
"Stupid!" Zeng Wangcai said sternly, "You can't do it again, let alone a third time. There's a chance that you'll succeed, but the chances of failing are greater. We can't take the risk."
"I just think that this kind of thing... is very enjoyable."
It’s really enjoyable!
Stealing is addictive, especially stealing from your rivals.
"If I have to steal, I won't steal these anymore!" Zeng Wangcai said with a sinister smile, "I've found a way. I'm going to steal everything from the Americans."
"What are we going to steal later?"
“Stealing oil!”
Damn, if you steal my oil, I will steal your oil.
After a day of walking, stopping, hiding, Zeng Wangcai and his party arrived at the designated location.
This is the location provided by Khalid, a chemical plant located dozens of kilometers outside the city of Gerar. The huge chemical plant has been bombed to the ground, leaving only abandoned warehouses and factory buildings.
Only part of the building is usable.
However, Zeng Wangcai is not picky. After the delivery, it is Khalid's business anyway.
He tried to place sensitive large equipment such as tanks and cannons in sheltered abandoned factory buildings. If there was no room, he would throw them outside. He would also place the ammunition on the open ground.
His trouser pocket vibrated as the phone rang. Zeng Wangcai had given Khalid an 1110 phone, the one with hair.
"Come directly to the factory, everything has arrived..."
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