Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

Upon hearing this, Long Qingxue's fair cheeks flushed crimson at a visible speed, and even her ears felt like they were burning.

Her voice was very low, with a rare hint of shyness in it:

"How could there be such a cultivation method? This..."

"It's just cultivation, don't overthink it."

Lin Mo smiled and patted her shoulder.

He took out a Great Rejuvenation Pill from his spatial storage and handed it to Dili:

"Eat this, then circulate your internal energy to absorb it!"

"OK!"

Dili obediently sat down cross-legged.

After taking the Great Rejuvenation Pill, her absorption rate instantly increased dramatically!

The absorption rate is over 80%, which is several times higher!

Dili's cultivation level jumped directly from the second level of the lowest rank to the fifth level of the lowest rank!

He leaped across three steps in one go!

Long Qingxue also improved this time; some of the medicinal effects enhanced his internal strength.

But she was completely bewildered throughout the entire process. After all, she came from a respectable family and had never heard of such a thing before!

When Lin Mo returned to the main world hotel, Dili had already changed into a neat black combat uniform, with a pistol tucked into her waistband, and was tying her hair in front of the mirror.

"Master, let's get ready to set off."

They've arrived, fourteen men in total, all veterans who have served me for a long time; their loyalty is definitely not an issue!

"OK!"

Lin Mo nodded, changed into a dark casual outfit, and went downstairs with Dili.

Downstairs, Lin Mo and Dili got into the lead car of the convoy.

Three modified, armed pickup trucks drove out of Baiwa Town under the cover of night, heading towards Mustafa's territory.

Mustafa's arms depot is located in a valley east of Baiwa town, backed by cliffs, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack.

The convoy stopped in front of the stronghold. The gate was already open, and a dozen armed men were scattered around on guard.

Mustafa stood in the center of the yard, with three trucks loaded with munitions and four armored vehicles behind him.

The old man with a white beard was wearing a traditional robe tonight and was holding a string of prayer beads in his hand.

Seeing Dilireba get out of the car, he greeted her with a smile, opening his arms wide to warmly exchange pleasantries:

"Dear Dilireba! I'm so happy to see you again!"

"I'm very happy too, Mustafa! This is my boss, and this is the goods he ordered today!"

Upon hearing Dili's words, he looked at Lin Mo. When he saw that it was a yellow man, he was slightly taken aback, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

But he quickly put on a smile and greeted her in broken English:

"So it's this friend from the Xia Kingdom."

"Wasn't buying a few guns last time enough for your fun? This time, are you going for something big?"

Lin Mo wasn't in the mood for pleasantries, so he simply nodded as a greeting:

"I'm a bit short on time, let's look at the goods first!"

"No problem, all the goods you requested are here!"

Mustafata pointed to the truck next to him.

Dilire gave her subordinate a look.

The henchmen immediately jumped onto the vehicle, lifted the canvas, and used flashlights to illuminate the entire carriage.

Rows of brand-new automatic rifles, several light machine guns, six mortars, several RPGs, and boxes of grenades and ammunition were neatly stacked.

The wooden crate next to it contained bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets.

The second truck carried roughly the same cargo, except that it had fewer guns, a few fewer boxes of ammunition than listed, and twenty more radios.

Dili checked the list item by item, then turned and nodded to Lin Mo:

"Master, the goods are fine, but a few rifles and a few boxes of ammunition are missing."

Lin Mo didn't care about the difference. He asked Mustafa for the account details and immediately sent Xin Lu a message asking her to transfer the money from an overseas account.

Mustafa received a text message from the bank confirming the deposit, his face crinkling into a wide smile. He enthusiastically extended his hand: "Lin! You're the most straightforward Xia Guo I've ever met. I look forward to our next collaboration!"

Lin Mo shook hands with the other person.

Dilire directed her men to take control of the three trucks and four armored vehicles, and the convoy set off again, heading along the same route towards the abandoned warehouse in the suburbs ten kilometers away.

This warehouse was a transit point that Dili had specially set up in advance for this transaction, used to temporarily store supplies in preparation for Lin Mo's subsequent transfer.

The convoy sped along the dark highway, escorted by three armed pickup trucks carrying trucks and armored vehicles loaded with munitions, their headlights cutting six beams of light across the desolate Gobi Desert.

Halfway through the journey, Lin Mo suddenly heard a sharp whooshing sound coming from ahead.

His pupils contracted sharply, and almost simultaneously he pressed Dilireba's head down.

An RPG rocket grazed the roof of the lead vehicle and exploded on the side of the road a dozen meters away, creating a ball of orange-red fire. Shards and shrapnel pelted the vehicle.

"Holy crap! There's an ambush!"

Lin Mo kicked open the car door, flipped over and jumped off the still-decelerating car, using the roll to dissipate the momentum, and as he knelt on one knee, he pulled an M249 machine gun from his spatial storage.

In the darkness on both sides of the convoy, dense muzzle flashes simultaneously erupted, and bullets poured in from behind the piles of rubble on either side, striking the pickup truck doors and sending sparks flying.

Dilireba's men reacted quickly, jumping out of the car to find cover and return fire, but the enemy had the advantage of terrain and their firepower was extremely fierce.

Seeing that someone dared to ambush him, Lin Mo was seething with anger.

He picked up the M249 and swept it directly at the nearest muzzle flash.

After reaching the second-rate first stage of cultivation, the recoil of firearms became almost negligible to him. He could steadily control the trajectory of a machine gun with one hand, even though others couldn't control it with both hands.

The dense barrage of bullets swept across the pile of rocks like an invisible scythe, and the gunmen hiding behind the rocks groaned and fell silent.

He shifted his firing position and fired several rounds of shots at the ambushers on the other side. The enemy's firepower was knocked out one by one, and their screams were particularly jarring in the night sky.

A few minutes later, all of the enemy's firing positions were silenced.

Lin Mo told Dili to take people to clean up the scene, while he picked up a wounded man who looked like the leader and had been shot in the leg, and dragged him into the light of the pickup truck's headlights.

The man's face was covered in blood, and he was cursing incoherently.

Dilireba came over and recognized her at a glance:

"Master, it's the same group of enemies from last time."

"It's them again."

Lin Mo squatted down:

How did you know we were coming this way?