My lover is this organization

"That's a little expensive." Qin Wuque smacked his lips and nodded in agreement.

He then asked, "By the way, if we don't consider the lightness and manned function, how much would it cost?"

"Are you talking about using wireless remote control?" The person in charge was slightly stunned. "That would be very cheap. One armor might cost less than a million dollars to make. But it would be like playing an FPS game on a console with a controller. It's impossible to control it as easily as in the movies. It would even be more difficult to operate due to the delay of the wireless signal."

"Oh, I'm just saying, don't take it too seriously..."

Qin Wuque lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly said, "By the way, didn't you say you made me a set of battle clothes? Where is it? Let me check it out."

"Please come with me."

The person in charge led Qin Wuque to a table. The wall in front of the table was hung with various well-modified weapons, ranging from pistols to shotguns, submachine guns, assault rifles and sniper rifles, and most of them were modified models. The same type of bullets fired from them were far more powerful than the original ones.

Normally, this table would be filled with various firearms that have been disassembled into parts. Researchers work day and night here to study how to make these advanced slingshots have greater ejection power while ensuring the stability and controllability of the weapons.

Qin Wuque thought that he would not be surprised no matter what he saw on the table, because this gang leader once transformed a signal gun used to launch flares into a rocket launcher while keeping the appearance unchanged, and also manufactured a bunch of special ammunition to match it. Except for the range and launching method, there is almost no difference between it and the real rocket launcher!

But when he actually saw the legendary "battle suit" with his own eyes he inevitably fell silent.

A pair of swords and guns that look familiar are placed symmetrically and neatly on the table. Below these four weapons, there is a red and black bodysuit with a very personal style. As soon as you see it, a big "cheap" word will appear in front of your eyes like a hallucination.

"...If I tell you that you can buy a complete set of these things for more than one thousand RMB on Chinese shopping websites, would you be shocked?" Qin Wuque asked after a moment of silence.

"of course not."

The person in charge pushed the double swords and double guns aside, then picked up the one-piece tights from the table and knocked them hard twice with his knuckles. When the two collided, there was a completely unreasonable banging sound.

Then he turned the clothes over at the collar, revealing the soft yet hard black material texture inside to Qin Wuque.

"Silicon carbide valve disc, ceramic matrix, layered close-fitting design, currently the most advanced bulletproof vest in the world, you only need to sew it into the clothes and lining to use it, the flexibility is extremely guaranteed, and the strength is indestructible, but..."

At this point, the person in charge touched his chest and made a painful expression.

“It still hurts if you get hit.”

"Pain is secondary..."

Qin Wuque was a little embarrassed. If it were his old self, he would probably love this battle suit very much. But now, he would not die even if he was shot in the head. It would even take only two or three seconds for the wound to heal completely. He didn't need bulletproof equipment at all. This thing was really useless to him now.

"No~No~" The person in charge touched his non-existent beard, quoted two ancient Chinese sayings he had heard from Qin Wuque before, and spoke earnestly.

"Although this suit of armor is not very helpful to you in terms of its defensive performance, it can be used to conceal your appearance and identity. There are many people in the world who can get up and run after being shot with a bulletproof vest, but the only person who can run away after being hit by a bullet and have blood gushing out of his body without being affected at all... in theory, you are the only one."

"That sounds reasonable." Qin Wuque said, "By the way, where did you get all these things? I don't think you mentioned this when I was reporting on the development progress just now."

"To be honest, one of our bunker employees bought it from the Continental Hotel in San Fierro (San Francisco in GTA) using research funds in his personal name." The person in charge admitted honestly.

"Continental Hotel?" Qin Wuque felt that the name was somewhat familiar.

"It's the hotel that was located in the center of Los Santos a few years ago. Later, it was apparently destroyed overnight by two fighter jets because it offended the wrong people." The person in charge shrugged.

"Hmm, now that you mention it, I seem to have some impression..." Qin Wuque looked thoughtful.

The Continental Hotel is a super hotel chain that provides services all over the world. It mainly operates as a transit point for assassination missions. It specializes in taking orders and posting rewards. It sends important rewards to the mobile phones of every hotel "member". Whoever completes the mission will receive the reward.

As the city with the largest number of outlaws in the world, Los Santos naturally receives special attention from mainland hotels.

However, due to some reasons, the Continental Hotel in Los Santos was completely taken down a few years ago.

This is why there is a construction site still under construction in the most prosperous city center of Los Santos.

"Okay, I'll take the knife first, and leave this clothes and the two guns here. I won't need them for the time being. Take them together with the medicine when you come over tomorrow evening." Qin Wuque picked up the two swords on the table, made two perfect and shiny knife flowers in the air, and put them into the scabbard behind him.

"Of course you can." The person in charge hesitated, "Boss, are you going to do something tomorrow, or..."

"Don't ask. If you ask, you'll go to the whole big news."

Qin Wuque gave a thumbs up, showing a row of white teeth.

"Remember to pay attention to the news headlines the day after tomorrow morning~"

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John Wick's assassination method - enter the Continental Hotel, kill the target in front of the manager, and then be wanted worldwide

The little mute's assassination method - he will expose both the person and the hotel to you (funny)

Chapter 63: Indecision RPG

The loft suite in the Eclipse Building was quite luxurious and very comfortable to live in, but Miyano Akemi could not sleep the whole night. Her mind was full of thoughts about the upcoming robbery, so much so that when Qin Wuque drove to pick her up the next morning, she was in a state of ethereal spirit and was quite dazed.

After getting in the car, Qin Wuque took out a can of Red Bull from under the driver's seat, opened the pull ring and put it in Miyano Akemi's hand.

"Although out of human considerations I should suggest Mingmei that you go back to sleep to ensure adequate sleep, and I understand your excitement and your sleepless nights, but reality often does not give you so many choices... Come on, do it and wake yourself up."

"Thanks……"

Miyano Akemi took a sip gracefully and thanked softly. The extremely sweet functional drink in the can flowed into her throat, and she felt that her spirits seemed to have recovered a little.

Qin Wuque started the car and stepped on the accelerator. He turned the steering wheel with one hand and drove into the lane from west to east. At the same time, he took out a headset and a small USB flash drive from his body and handed them to Miyano Akemi.

"Your mission today will be relatively easy and safe. After we get the gold, you only need to use this USB drive to access the Los Santos traffic light system through the computer in the office where we planned the plan yesterday. Then, according to our location shown on the map, you can manipulate the traffic lights at any time to guide us to escape and intercept the security personnel who are chasing us. It's basically not difficult. It's just a matter of hitting the enter key."

"Use traffic lights to...intercept security?" Miyano Akemi was a little confused.

She thought to herself, if you all go and rob a bank, it's just like the Japanese police arresting wanted criminals. They will definitely do it as quickly as possible and put catching the criminals first. How could they possibly obey traffic rules like you, such as stopping at red lights and going at green lights?

"What was intercepted was not the security, but the traffic..." Qin Wuque sighed and explained patiently.

This is the gap in experience.

Lester also emphasized this point when explaining the action plan yesterday, but no one questioned it because everyone knew what was going on.

It is undoubtedly a fantasy to use traffic lights to intercept the security personnel chasing after you, but it is possible to use the traffic coming and going on the city roads, and what can control the direction of the traffic is... the traffic lights.

Clear your own forward route and slow down the enemy's pursuit.

This is the real purpose of their control over traffic lights.

……

……

When Qin Wuque and Miyano Akemi arrived at the strip bar, the trio were already there and were making final preparations.

"You came."

Lester looked up and glanced at him, then picked up a package that looked like a courier box and threw it to him from the desk.

Qin Wuque caught it with one hand, opened it and took a look. Inside was a set of work clothes for United Savings Security and Transportation personnel, a belly-exposing bulletproof vest and a military green shirt, a pair of suit pants that looked very abrupt no matter how you looked at it, as well as a belt, a walkie-talkie, an identity document and a series of other small items. It could be said that there was everything one could expect.

This is also the most amazing thing about Lester. He always knows what is needed in the next operation and where to get it at the lowest cost.

only……

"Why are the costumes for each operation so shady?"

Qin Wuque, who had changed into work clothes, couldn't help but say helplessly after comparing himself in the full-length mirror to a member of the Kurt Team.

"I think you should ask the person who designs the clothes for the Union Savings staff about this question." Lester smiled slyly. "Well, hurry up, we still have time to make a name for ourselves!"

"I'll go over first and we'll meet in Mission." Franklin said as he pushed open the back door of the strip bar and walked out.

"Understood~ We will be here on time, and we will bring eight metric tons of gold!" Trevor, who was also wearing a United Savings work suit, shouted.

"It's not eight metric tons, it's four metric tons." Lester corrected with his hand on his forehead.

He turned his gaze to Qin Wuque, who had put on a helmet and was ready to go at any time, and pointed at Miyano Akemi, who was standing beside him with her entire face covered with a mask, and said, "You should have explained everything about this... lady's job to her. Are you sure it's okay?"

"Of course." Qin Wuque shrugged nonchalantly, "I just hit enter to switch the color of the traffic light to ease the traffic. How difficult can that be~"

After saying this, he raised his eyebrows at Miyano Akemi.

The latter nodded slightly after a moment of silence.

"Well, you have the final say..."

Lester was helpless against this guy who always treated his enemies like shit strategically.

All preparations were completed, and Qin Wuque, Mike and Trevor immediately left the strip bar.

Outside the bar, a high-ground clearance SUV was parked quietly in the open space.

According to the plan, the car had all the props they needed for the robbery mission, including tire punctures, jacks, spare tires, and guns. All they had to do was to get to the tunnel at the intersection of San Andreas Avenue and Integration Trail before eight o'clock, arrange the tire punctures and wait for the arrival of the armored car.

The tunnel is not long, but it is the only place in the entire money transport route where one can hide and locate.

A quarter of an hour later...

"We are already there now."

Qin Wuque parked the car quietly on the side of the tunnel and turned off the engine to pretend that it had broken down. He glanced in the rearview mirror at Lao Cui, who was squatting outside the rear wheel of the car and fiddling with the tire puncture to pretend to be repairing the car, and said to the radio.

Within two seconds, Lester's voice came over the radio.

"Okay, wait there for a moment. Let me take a look... Well, according to the location map, the armored car is very close to you. There are two of them, right at the intersection behind you! You can put the tire punctures in place!"

"Come on~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Trevor, who was squatting on the ground, stood up suddenly, cheered loudly, and threw out the tire punctures. The thin and sharp needles spread across the tunnel and separated the front and back of the road.

At the same time, Qin Wuque restarted the car and drove forward.

Although the driver of the armored car reacted in time and slammed on the brakes, the huge inertia caused by the heavy car body still forced him to be pushed and hit the puncture.

Instantly, the sound of ruptured and deflated tires echoed throughout the tunnel, and the two armored trucks, whose bodies were obviously reinforced with bulletproof materials, skidded and rushed forward out of control.

Mike and Trevor, who had been prepared, grabbed their automatic rifles and rushed forward, yelling and pointing their guns at the money transport workers in the car, trying to force them to get out of the car and surrender.

"Get out of the car, get out of the car, everyone get out!"

"Hurry up, now!"

"You don't want to die over a job!"

The threat of guns may be a deterrent to ordinary people, but it does not have such a good effect on these strictly trained United Savings staff.

All the panic lasted only a moment, and they quickly reacted, locking the car doors as quickly as possible and even taking out their cell phones to call the police.

Because the armored car...it's bulletproof.

Catch a glimpse of this scene in the rearview mirror, Qin Wuque, who had been thinking of staying in the car and fishing, sighed silently, took out an RPG rocket launcher from under the left side of the driver's seat door, then opened the door and jumped out.

"Okay, everyone, get out of the car, or I'll blow you to death."

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PS: Ah~ it's painful. My throat felt a little uncomfortable the day before yesterday, so I drank a bowl of cold medicine and thought it was gone. However, my throat hurt worse yesterday, and I started to have a fever at night, which reached 38.5 degrees. I was tortured all night and could hardly sleep. In the morning, the fever was gone and my throat didn't hurt anymore, but I still felt a little dizzy and weak.

Chapter 64: Nobody or Fame?

It is true that the armored car is bulletproof, but it is not explosion-proof.

At least... not so bomb-proof.

As the saying goes, your life belongs to you, but your money belongs to the country. If you hand over the armored car to the terrorists and cooperate with them, you may have a chance to survive. But if you don't cooperate and are killed by an RPG along with the car, then you will really lose everything.

Life is not a game. There is no reloading and starting over, and there are no resurrection coins that can revive you once for just 100 points.

So in summary——

It’s better to get off.

Without the powerful bulletproof capability of the armored car, the deterrent power of the rifles in Trevor and Mike's hands became more powerful again. They yelled and controlled the four United Savings employees who were pulled off the car by Qin Wuque with a rocket launcher to line up on the side of the tunnel.

At the same time, the "odd men" hired by Lester in another car also arrived as scheduled. Without saying a word, they began to skillfully take out the jack and tires from the trunk and replace the tires of the armored car that was punctured by punctures with new ones.

Well, to be precise, their division of labor is gunner and driver, but after carefully looking at their specific job content, Qin Wuque reluctantly gave them the evaluation of "odd jobs".

It's just like the monkeys, pigs and water monsters on the journey to obtain Buddhist scriptures. You can't say that the pigs and water monsters are useless, but if there were no monkeys...ah, then those who go back to Gao Laozhuang will go back to Gao Laozhuang, and those who go back to Liusha River will go back to Liusha River.

"Speed ​​up! You have at most sixty seconds to waste before the GPS finds out there's something wrong with the route!"

Lester Zaun's madman's voice came from the radio. Different from his usual nonchalant tone, at this moment he could be described as excited.

As far as Qin Wuque could remember, the last time this middle-aged magician was so excited was when he was almost torn apart by a certain artificial idiot and its creator.

Although he was just a handyman, Lester was reliable after all. He was never vague when it came to such important matters. In less than thirty seconds, the driver and the gunmen had replaced the tires of the two armored trucks with new ones.