Your skills are excellent, and now I have them too.

Chapter 122 can be used for suicide if necessary.

Lu Zhao realized he had misunderstood.

Pneumatic firearms are too technologically advanced; nominally guns, they are essentially magical artifacts, and even with Bu Tianyan's abilities, he couldn't obtain them.

The silver spear in my hand can't generate powerful ammunition by inputting internal energy, but it can be equipped with pre-made special bullets.

These bullets are inherently powerful, containing sealed energy that prevents them from being fired by ordinary firearms; they can only be propelled by these semi-pneumatic firearms.

"Use these bullets sparingly."

Bu Tianyan took out a box containing seven silver bullets.

"What kind of bullet is this?" Lu Zhao picked one up and found that it did indeed have fine lines on it.

"This box of mine is called 'Colorful Bullets.' It will leave a rainbow trail after it's fired, but that's not for show."

When Bu Tianyan talked about his favorite things, even his tone became much gentler than usual. "The colored trajectory is actually a special energy that is sealed away, which can increase the speed of the bullet's flight."

Upon impact, the bullet explodes into a deadly toxic mist inside the enemy's body. Therefore, the confetti bullet is also called the curtain call, partly because the color of its trajectory resembles the ribbons used for a stage curtain call, and partly because it means that once hit, the enemy can take their final bow and leave the stage.

Uh, it means we're doomed.

I totally understand that...

Lu Zhao felt that he had played the fool too well.

"Thanks, Lao Bu."

He pretended to be happy because he had obtained something good, but actually planned to sell it on the black market after the mission was over. It should be worth a lot of money, and he would send the money home.

Bu Tianyan's smile was a little stiff: "Hey, why are you being so polite with me?"

After saying that, he added, "The poison that explodes inside the body will directly invade the nerves, leading to a very quick death."

It can be used to commit suicide when necessary.

He added in his mind.

Lu Zhao was quickly taken to the parking lot and put into an SUV, which was full of people.

After a while, someone else came and handed out headgear, which everyone had to wear, and then the car drove off.

Based on his physical sensations and the map he had constructed from his memory, Lu Zhao could roughly determine that the car had driven to the northern suburbs of the city, but he couldn't pinpoint the exact location.

When the hood was removed, he was already in an empty warehouse, completely sealed off, with bright lights on, so that he couldn't even see the sky outside.

There were other people sitting there, some of whom knew each other and were chatting quietly in small groups. They seemed to have experienced similar things before, probably because they used to do this when smuggling important goods.

Overall, the Luobo Group's style of operation is relatively cautious compared to its peers. The reason why its every move is so transparent, and even its top management has been infiltrated, is because the military is behind it, which is a form of low-level attack.

Lu Zhao sat alone on a bench by the wall, looking around, but he couldn't see Sui Chaoyu and the others.

He sat there for ten hours, twenty-three minutes, and sixteen seconds until late at night. Two meals were brought to him during that time, and finally Bu Tianyan appeared.

"Roll call, group assignments."

He read out names one by one, dividing most of the people in the warehouse into different groups, and then led them out of the warehouse one by one.

In the end, Lu Zhao was not named.

Bu Tianyan called him over and whispered, "You don't need to join their group. Just ride in the car, just like your father. If you encounter any problems, handle them on your own. In short, make sure the convoy is safe."

"Um."

Lu Zhao agreed and went out. He was then seated in the back of a heavy truck.

The driver, a middle-aged man, saw a young man get on and chuckled, "Oh ho, the escort this time is so young! Young man, what's your surname? My surname is Wang, you can just call me Old Wang."

Lu Zhao said, "My surname is Sui."

Old Wang chuckled and said, "The same surname as Master Sui... huh?"

He suddenly thought of the young master of the famous swordsman Sui, and his smile vanished abruptly.

Lu Zhao laughed instead: "How old are you this year, Uncle Wang?"

He used a very polite form of address because he wanted to get closer to the person.

"I...cough, 48." Old Wang was a little hesitant. "How old are your children?"

"16. I was poor when I was young, so I got married late."

"Oh, you're not much younger than me, you should be in high school by now."

"Of course! High school tuition has gone up again, and the expenses for college will be even greater. I had already said I would make one last trip, but the manager said the bonus would be doubled this time, so I was tricked into coming again, hahaha."

The more Old Wang talked, the more relaxed he became. Before long, he was practically spilling his household registration book.

Lu Zhao had also broadened his horizons. Before, he had only dealt with various thugs, who were people who lived on the edge of a knife. Now he realized that even those who worked for criminal groups could be perfectly normal in every way except for their abnormal profession.

People like Lao Wang only attended primary school. Later, he became a driver and was introduced to the radish group. At first, he really transported radishes and cabbages. Later, because of his excellent driving skills and honest and law-abiding nature, he was assigned to transport some minor contraband.

At that time, all he knew was that transporting this mysterious stuff could earn him several hundred more dollars per trip. He could guess that it was illegal, but he never inquired about it, since such things were common in Vientiane.

"I don't know when they started sending these things that could lead to execution. But I think that Boss Luo and Boss Bu are both very capable people. I heard that they can eat at the same table as the Prefect, so there shouldn't be any problems."

"I'll make two more trips to save 20 yuan for my son's wedding, then I'll quit my job. If he gets into a good state, my wife and I can immigrate with him."

Old Wang was looking forward to the future, unaware that the seemingly capable Boss Luo and Boss Bu were also seen as easy prey by others.

Seeing that he had gotten close enough to him, Lu Zhao started asking, "When delivering this kind of stuff, you're not allowed to make phone calls or anything, right?"

"That's definitely not possible!"

Old Wang asked, "Second Young Master, didn't you take a bath before you came out?"

"It's been washed."

"Right. I left my phone at the company, so I can pick it up when I get back. It won't get lost. But I heard there's a jammer or something in the car, I don't know where it is, so even if you have a phone, you can't make calls. But I haven't tried it, so it's not certain."

Lu Zhao guessed that was the case.

This uncle is indeed honest; he didn't make phone calls when told not to, not even trying. No wonder he was able to work his way up to become a smuggling car driver. But that's not necessarily a good thing.

He then pretended to be interested in driving and asked about the truck's performance and some precautions for handling it.

He might use it if necessary.

After talking for a long time, both of them were tired, and the car fell silent.

Lu Zhao looked up at the night sky. There were no stars or moon, because the planet where Wanxiang Continent was located was situated at the intersection of three major star regions.

This place is very close to the Void Sea, and the density of the surrounding Void Wind is extremely high, making it impossible to see the starry sky. Another very important effect is that artificial satellites cannot be launched, and ground activities are difficult to monitor. This is also one of the important reasons why crime is rampant here and bandits roam freely in the desert.

It can only be said that the Shang rebels had their reasons for choosing to trade arms here.

After driving for an unknown amount of time, Lu Zhao's intuition told him that the car seemed to have taken a detour, but the scenery in the desert was too similar, and it was late at night with very low visibility, so he really couldn't tell exactly how the car had taken the detour. This time, he didn't have a map with him.

Finally, just as dawn was breaking, the car stopped.

"I'll go down and take a look."

Among the people escorting the vehicle, Lu Zhao was one of the more physically capable, and could move around to some extent on his own.

He jumped out of the car and saw another car parked in front of him, with Luo Tianchong and Sui Chaoyu beside it.

"It went very smoothly," he said, deliberately sounding somewhat flippant.

Luo Tianchong has a big heart; even at this crucial moment, he still wore his signature refined and easygoing smile.

"We must not be careless."

"Over by the car...?"

"Let's leave it here for now. Go and tell them to stay in the car."

Suddenly, Bu Tianyan's voice came from behind: "Without a strict order, even if you're going to defecate, you have to do it on the cart."

Even he came?

Lu Zhao originally thought that one of the two brothers would stay in the city to keep things in order, but he didn't expect them to go all in.

Just then, a point of light suddenly appeared in the sky and continued to expand in their field of vision, indicating that a Void Sea ship was descending.

"Tell everyone to get off the bus and be on guard."

Bu Tianyan withdrew his previous order.

Lu Zhao immediately and dutifully went to notify the armed personnel. When he returned, the ships surrounded by light shields had already descended to a position about tens of meters above his head.

This transport ship is slightly smaller than the Whale-class.

Of course, the class name is just a description. It doesn't mean that the Whale-class is the same size as a whale. In fact, even the horizontal area of ​​the ship in front of us is about the size of two or three football fields, which is more than enough to load all the containers in the convoy.

Luo Tianchong looked up, a hint of excitement in his eyes.

This batch of weapons, besides guns, also includes bombs, landmines, crossbows, and ammunition—all high-quality goods just transferred from the military warehouse, demonstrating the company's sincerity.

The key point is that, according to his plan, as long as the trading channel is open, he can deliver goods continuously, establish a solid relationship, and receive support beyond money in the future, including connections in the state capital.

That's the key point, that's genuine support. They won't treat him like a dog, but like one of their own.

At the same time, Lu Zhao and Sui Chaoyu were also pondering a question.

How can we send out the coordinates of this location when there are no communication devices and the signal is blocked?

Most importantly, it must not be noticed by those present.

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