my body has no limits

Chapter 183

Regardless of whether it was a blind cat hitting a dead mouse or not, Sanji's men guessed very accurately, the person who snatched this batch of goods was really a mercenary.

But this group of mercenaries was indeed not hired to rob Sanji's goods.

They just happened to discover Sanji's movements, and then hugged the grass and beat the rabbit, that's all.

The mercenaries who snatched Sanji's goods were a small team of Feijian Mercenary Corps, a total of five people.

The five of them originally came to Sangji's territory to inquire about news, mainly to provide Lin Fei with an early warning to prevent a surprise attack by Sangji's army.

But they didn't expect that just after they came to Sanji's core area, they discovered that Sanji's people had some special movements, which were quite mysterious.

Although the number of participants was small, less than 100, the captain of the team, Rocket, was keenly aware that this event should be very important.

So they monitored the activities of less than 100 people while investigating the movements of Sanji himself.

Facts have proved that the rocket's intuition is very accurate. These 80 people do have a very important task to make money for Sanji.

"Boss Rocket, guess what's in their car?"

The Rockets' team members lay beside the Rockets and observed the activities of the people below.

They had just filled a truck full of boxy cardboard boxes.

"You still have to guess, I don't need to look at it to know what's inside? What else can it be besides white noodles?"

Do you really think that these warlords have sophisticated electronic components in their hands, and this truck needs less than 100 guards.

This shows that the goods in this car must be small in size and high in value.

Except for white noodles, Rocket couldn't think of Sanji having such goods in his hand.

"Then what should we do? Let them go or go after them and snatch them?"

If the Rockets are more stern, they can follow them to the trading place, and get a combination of money and goods.

Definitely giving Sanji even more headaches.

However, after weighing the pros and cons, the Rockets decided to intercept them on the way, grab the goods, and follow them to the trading location, which is prone to accidents.

The most important task of the rocket is to collect information on Sanji, at most it will cause him some trouble and let him put Sawamura's matter on hold for a while.

It's better to do things like black and black, and I won't force it if I can't be a rocket.

The five elite mercenaries had enough weapons and ammunition in their hands, and it was still very difficult to wipe out [-] militants.

In order to ensure the success of the raid, the rocket chose to attack during the day.

Although this increased the chance of exposure, it also made it more difficult for Sanji's men to escape.

There are many mountains and forests in this area. If it is night, it will be more difficult to wipe them out.

What Rocket is best at is heavy firepower. If something can be solved with a rocket, he will not use a rifle.

That's why Kang Jian sent him on a reconnaissance mission.

It's better to keep the rocket away from the battle, otherwise once he moves, it will be too expensive.

A hundred bullets are not worth one rocket.

When the rockets are dispatched, an attack is at least a few hundred dollars, tens of thousands of dollars more, and the reward for the mission may not be as expensive as the ammunition shot out. How can this make money.

How good is the reconnaissance mission, less hands-on, and strong security, which is most suitable for rockets.

But never expected that the rocket actually found a fighting chance in this reconnaissance mission.

Can Kang Jian disagree with him intercepting the shipment?
Certainly not, even if it is a waste, this batch of goods must be intercepted. This will buy a lot of time for the Feijian Mercenary Group and Sawamura, and it is worth doing.

Now Rocket looks at this pile of white flour and is worried. Although some were destroyed during the explosion, there are still 1.5 tons in front of him.

"You just let it burn up, why do you want to take it back?"

The Feijian mercenary group has a bottom line, the population, and the white face are never touched.

They also have no channels, what to do with this pile now, they can't just leave it here, what's the difference between that and not grabbing it?
"Boss, hundreds of millions!"

It would cost at least [-] million yuan to exchange this pile of white noodles into Ruanmei coins. Who wouldn't want to rescue the money when it was in the fire.

But if the rescued "money" cannot be cashed in, it is of no use at all.

"Do you know who you sold it to?"

"Just ask someone casually."

"Where do you think this is? Anyone can buy white noodles by the ton? Besides, you are not afraid that Tuanshan will find out and expose you!"

"Uh!"

The team was quiet for a moment, and the three team leaders, one officer, two officers, and three team leaders, all opposed the sale and purchase of flour, and anyone who dared to touch it would really have his skin peeled off.

In order to keep their tender skin, Team Rocket never proposed to sell this pile of things again.

"Then what to do? Find a place to bury it."

The Rockets looked up at the team member who had just spoken, "You have no use for your energy? Just burn it."

Since it can't be sold for money, this pile of things is rubbish in the eyes of the Rockets, and burning it is the best way.

As for the pollution issue, Rocket had no time to think about it. He thought that the Burmese court would thank him.

"Is it really hot?"

"Of course it's really burning, remember to burn it thoroughly, pour more gasoline, and get some branches."

Under the leadership of Rocket, the five people found enough branches and gasoline, and piled them together with the white flour.

"After a while, stay away from the smoke. If you smoke too much, you will get confused."

Rocket took out a lighter, lit himself a cigarette, and tossed the flaming lighter onto the gasoline-drenched pyre.

boom!
With gasoline as a combustion aid, the branches burned very quickly. In less than ten seconds, the pile of branches and flour turned into a fireball nearly ten meters high.

"Go away."

After the matter, Fuyi went, believing that after the robbery, Sanji's time to go to Sawamura would be postponed again, and he really did a great deed.

The Rockets felt that the United Nations Drug Enforcement Agency should award itself an honor of anti-drug pioneer.

The Rockets were overjoyed, but Sanji was furious now.

"Trash, they are all a bunch of trash. The goods are lost, and the people are all dead. Now it is so difficult for you to check the news! You are a bunch of idiots."

Sanji has become a powder keg at this time, which may explode at any time. His subordinates are now quails, and they dare not say anything except bow their heads and admit their mistakes.

"I spend so much money to you every year just to drink and play cards to find a lady?
What about your information channels?Why can't I find any news about a few mercenaries? "

Sanji is not an idiot who only knows how to enjoy himself, and he doesn't save any money that should be spent.

The money spent on intelligence every year is enough to reorganize a division, but until now he only knew that the robbery of his goods was a gang of mercenaries.

But who are the employers of this group of mercenaries, and how many people are there?from where?what is the nameWhere are you now?
He doesn't know anything.

He was robbed of three tons of white flour. Even if some were destroyed in the battle, the rest would be conservatively estimated to be more than one ton.

Isn't the purpose of mercenaries to make money?
He had already sent word on the black market that he was willing to redeem the goods at a higher price, which he was sure was higher than the price of hiring them.

But so far he has not received any news that anyone is willing to ship.

This made Sanji very mad, he really wanted to use an AK to chug all the low-headed quail below, but thinking that the people who came up after their death might not be as good as them, Sanji restrained himself.

Now he regrets it a little, should he build more schools on the site?
Otherwise, his subordinates will be full of crooked melons and cracked dates, and they will be finished sooner or later.

(End of this chapter)