Train to Another World

Homa was familiar with the area. After arriving at the villa, he found three local women and quickly cleaned the house.

The labor here was very cheap. It only cost Li Zhuoguang 2,400 rupees to clean the house inside and outside, which was equivalent to 60 yuan in Chinese currency. Even so, Li Zhuoguang gave a high price. You know, the average cleaner only earns about 8,000 rupees a month.

The daily necessities inside were all ready, and you could move in directly with your luggage. In fact, staying in a hotel is more convenient, but considering the things to be purchased next, you still need a place to hide from people.

After packing up, Li Zhuoguang left enough food and wild beast jerky, and set the tablet to play cartoons in a loop, and left Huang Shiren in the house.

Anyway, it couldn't help much in the next place to go, and it was hard for it to come all the way, so it was left to rest in the villa. Just tell it not to go out casually.

A car was rented nearby, and Homa drove it to Peshawar. Instead of taking the main road, he prepared to go around from a small road. Because Peshawar is not very peaceful, if you enter Peshawar from the main road, you will encounter checkpoints set up by the police.

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If you see Li Zhuoguang, a Chinese, you will definitely arrange police to follow and protect him. Even if he leaves Peshawar, police will be arranged to escort him along the way until he reaches his destination.

Although this super-national treatment is very touching, it is sometimes inconvenient. Especially what Li Zhuoguang wants to do is not so legitimate.

When we arrived in Peshawar, it was a second-hand trading market and a small handmade product trading market. If there was no acquaintance to lead the way, it would be difficult to uncover its true veil.

Unfortunately, neither Li Zhuoguang nor Homa were acquaintances here, so Li Zhuoguang chose the simplest way. He found a nearby blacksmith shop and put a stack of rupees on the table.

When the blacksmith saw that the visitor was a Chinese, he asked happily: "Young man, what do you want to buy?"

Li Zhuoguang got straight to the point: "I want to buy arms."

The people here are different from those in China, and they don't use any incisions. Put forward the request and pay the money, then it will work, if not, find the next one.

As for not showing off your wealth, as long as the Pakistanis have no problem with their brains, they will not trouble the Chinese people in places where other people are present. One is from the education from childhood to adulthood, and the other is that the status of the Chinese people here is really transcendent.

Because, behind every Chinese person, there is not only their powerful motherland, but also their own motherland.

Li Zhuoguang's offer is not small, and the old man is also happy to be the guide. He has seen many people like Li Zhuoguang. He was suppressed in the gun-banning country, and the first thing he did when he arrived abroad was to play with guns.

As for the Chinese buying guns for terrorist attacks? Haha, even the BBC group of people who lie with open eyes can't make up such outrageous nonsense.

The old man closed the shop door, rode a tuk-tuk from the back of the shop, and motioned Li Zhuoguang and Homa to get on the car.

After getting on the car, they didn't drive far before they arrived in the depths of the Wasdara market in Pesha. The old man introduced Li Zhuoguang to the manager of the market. Li Zhuoguang took out another stack of rupees as a gift.

The administrator politely declined several times, but then accepted it. And he thoughtfully arranged several guards for Li Zhuoguang.

Walking into the market, Li Zhuoguang was amazed. He was born and raised in China, and the Stara Market seemed to him to be a very magical place.

Perhaps the door of this store is full of a dazzling array of dried fruits, and the nearby residents are here to buy snacks for Eid al-Fitr. And the door of the next store may be full of various bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets. Entering the store, you can even see popular equipment in the game.

All the military products sold in the market here are claimed to be international goods flowing from the cemetery of the empire, and some are left behind when the Lighthouse withdrew.

But after so many years, even if there were many supplies that could not be taken away when the Lighthouse withdrew, they were basically sold out. In fact, in addition to being an arms market, this is also an arms processing factory. There are many small family workshops here, all of which make a living by making guns.

There are many guns with Made in CN logos, but Li Zhuoguang knows that these are engraved by small workshops themselves, because guns with this logo symbolize good quality and low price, and are easier to sell.

Some workshops even put this logo on all their products, such as the M16 in Li Zhuoguang's hand. It's simply outrageous. It's outrageous to the extreme.

Li Zhuoguang casually entered a larger store and flipped through the guns in the store. Regardless of whether they are genuine or not, the types of guns here are more abundant than those at the International Arms Expo. But these are not what he wants, so he proposed to the store owner that he wants to buy some large-caliber weapons.

The store manager saw Li Zhuoguang's Chinese face and his eyes lit up. He knew what Chinese people like. He bent down, estimated in the cabinet for a while, and took out a Desert Eagle. He wiped the maintenance oil on it with a rag and handed it to Li Zhuoguang.

Li Zhuoguang shook his head, indicating that he wanted a larger caliber.

The shop owner's eyes lit up even more, and he ran into the back room and brought out a Barrett.

But Li Zhuoguang shook his head again, indicating that he wanted a bigger one.

The shop owner was confused, because anything bigger would be a machine gun, which was not something a human could use.

Li Zhuoguang simply said, "RPG."

The boss scratched his head. Although he had a complete range of things, he didn't have this thing. But considering that it was what the Chinese brothers needed, the boss still made a phone call.

After a while, a small truck drove up. When the cargo box was opened, there were two RPGs and two boxes of ammunition.

Peshawar didn't have such heavy firepower, and they were all shipped from Saada next door. Li Zhuoguang jumped into the car and checked the launchers and ammunition one by one. It can be confirmed that they came from the assembly line because there was no trace of handwork on the seams and inscriptions on them. Li Zhuoguang took them all directly.

By the way, he also bought a lot of conventional caliber bullets and howitzers to supplement the consumption of the steel armor in the last mission.

After buying what he wanted, Li Zhuoguang went directly to the person in charge of the market and asked him to arrange a small truck to transport the goods purchased by Li Zhuoguang back to the villa. It was still a detour back from the small road, and there was no ripples on the road.

After returning to the villa, Li Zhuoguang had no other plans, so he let Homa go back first. Anyway, 80% of the residents in this community are Chinese, and the supermarkets and restaurants in the community are also run by Chinese. If Li Zhuoguang does not leave the community, his life will be completely fine.

Anyway, there are only ten days left, and Li Zhuoguang plans to spend the rest of the time in Pakistan. He still needs to transport the purchased arms to the train. As for returning to China, he will wait until he returns from his next mission.