Chapter 25 Fear of Insufficient Firepower

According to the address provided by the "scavenger", Link came to a bar.
When Link walked into the bar,

The noisy bar suddenly became quiet, and faces of all kinds turned to look at Link standing at the door.
Most of them have fierce looks, tattoos on their arms, nose piercings, or scars on their faces.
Seeing this group of aggressive people, Link's eyes lit up and he silently thought to himself,

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, come and let me experience the feeling of pretending to be awesome and getting slapped in the face, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!"

A tall, muscular man quickly stood up from the crowd.

He walked slowly to Link.

The tall figure almost loomed over Link;

Link, who was not afraid at all and seemed to want to laugh, also raised his head slightly, and the two looked at each other.

According to common sense, at such a close distance, if they were not going to fight, then...

Just when Link was about to raise his hand and punch the "sandbag" in front of him to take the initiative,

The burly man with a face full of flesh suddenly spread his hands and spoke with a smile on his face,
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Yan Shuangying?"

"Uh...yeah."

Link spoke hesitantly, but was then moved by the sturdy man's enthusiasm.

"This way please."

Half-pushed and half-reluctant, Link was brought to the hidden compartment of the bar and passed through the complicated corridor.
On both sides of the corridor stood tall, well-dressed men with bulging waists and loaded guns.

Push open the heavy and secure door similar to a bank vault.
Inside the room, which was covered entirely with metal plates, were rows of racks with various weapons and guns hanging on them.
An old man in a black Tang suit was sitting on a royal chair, his eyes narrowed.

The sandalwood Buddhist beads in my hand made a crisp sound when the topaz ring collided with the beads.
Seeing Link coming, he raised his eyes.
"Welcome here, Mr. Yan Shuangying."

"Although I admire young talents like you, you need to understand that we need to act according to the rules, otherwise there will be some unnecessary troubles."

"Since you are not employed by the hotel, we cannot provide you with a suitable suit, but some weapons are not a problem for us."

“You can choose from a wide range of options here if you pay the right price.”

"Our professionals will also recommend and customize the weapons to a certain extent based on your needs."

“We have everything here.”

After hearing the old man's words, Link first looked around.
Glock 17, AUG assault rifle, SG550, M4A1 carbine...many classic and commonly used firearms are neatly placed on the wall.
Not only that, there are also various cold weapons, swords, spears, halberds, Western swords, tactical daggers,

But none of these caught Link's attention, or rather, Link didn't take any notice of them at all.

With strong physical fitness and BUG skills, Link has enough confidence to face all difficulties.
"Oh, everything?"

"Really? (ω｀)"

"of course."

Standing behind the old man, the young waiter dressed in bartender's clothes spoke confidently,
"That's great, but my request may be a bit too much..."

Link coughed lightly, and then began to "sing".
"I need two [M240-LWS general-purpose machine guns] and 1500 rounds of 7.62mm full-power tungsten carbide armor-piercing bullets. Yes, no fixed brackets are needed. I'm not kidding. Just give me two shoulder lanyards."

"Recoil? What is recoil? That's a scam by the capitalists, it's all lies, like water in iced tea!"

"Then I also need two Glock G18C fully automatic pistols with 100-round drum magazines, and at least five spare drum magazines,"

"MK-67 delayed-kill grenades, 20. No, too few. 30 is enough!"

“Art is an explosion!”

"M79-40mm grenade launcher, the kind that fires high-explosive grenades..." "Do you have napalm?"

"What do you think of the FIM-92 Stinger second-generation portable individual air defense missile?"

"Flamethrower..."

"M18A1 Broadsword mine, huh? No?"

……

Facing Link, who was full of enthusiasm and still a little reluctant to leave, the young waiter, who had just looked confident, began to sweat on his forehead. He opened his trembling lips, swallowed his saliva, and uttered,
"Um... Mr. Yan Shuangying, are you going to Afghanistan to fight? Is that why you need so many weapons and equipment?"

"We? What do you mean we? It's just me."

"You ask me what I'm fighting? Fighting biochemical!"

"Do you really need so many lethal weapons by yourself?"

"Hmm... maybe."

Smiling shyly, Link scratched his head and spoke shyly,
"You know, I'm a little socially anxious and insecure."

"Money is not an issue, (Brad has money)."

“…(●—●)”

"But I would like to ask, don't you need a bulletproof vest or something? Although we can't customize a 'suit' for you, we can still provide some regular military bulletproof vests."

"Bulletproof vest? I don't need to rely on that kind of external objects. How can ceramic plates be stronger than my well-trained body?"

"..."

After politely rejecting some of Link's unreasonable requests, the young waiter, who was already beginning to feel a bit embarrassed to smile, spoke again.
"Mr. Yan Shuangying, I'm sorry, but you ordered too many weapons. We may not be able to prepare them in a short time. Moreover, such a large number of weapons in circulation may attract some people's attention and inevitably lead to suspicion of terrorist attacks..."

"Oh? Is there any way? I really need to get this batch of weapons and equipment as soon as possible."

"You have to pay more."

"it is good!"

Confidently taking out Brad's credit card, Link swiped the POS machine, paid the balance, and left here under the guidance of the strong man who came here.
Looking at Link's departing back, the young waiter walked to the armchair and spoke to the smiling old man in confusion,
"Mr. Chen, does he really intend to go alone with these weapons?"

"With all due respect, this is... simply impossible, unless he is Sylvester Stallone in Rambo or some other super soldier."

"He was really exaggerating just now. If we didn't have any, I would have thought he would ask us to buy tanks and armored vehicles..."

“We invested so much in him, is it really worth it?”

The old man lowered his head and took a sip of the tea in the porcelain bowl, then spoke calmly,
"Be patient. It won't be long before we know the result, right?"

"I have always believed in my own judgment. When I saw him for the first time, I thought of that man..."

"That legendary man..."

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