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Chapter 313
chapter 0170 part 3
Any woman would never be careless about these small items like Clothes and Bags. A bag that looked similar to him could lead them to visit four or five Luxury Goods stores just because of a slight color difference.
Tang Song wanted to pack up everything from all the Luxury Goods stores on the street and have them delivered back to the Manor for the women to choose slowly.
But clearly, these women didn't enjoy the happiness of buying Luxury Goods; they enjoyed the happiness of shopping with Tang Song accompanying them, carrying Luxury Handbags.
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While things were calm on Tang Song's side, the Manpower Lane sent to New Mexico had arrived in Albuquerque and found a local Arms Dealer.
This Arms Dealer was named Quincy, and he also served Tang Group, considered an Outer Leader. His main area of activity was Santa Fe.
The Reason he came to New Mexico was because of the Chaos environment there.
Selling Firearms here was far more profitable than in other states.
"My Agent heard some Information. The person the Big Boss is looking for has been caught by the DEA!"
In the car driving from the Airport to Albuquerque, Quincy said helplessly to the burly Big man in the back seat.
This German Paper Soldiers frowned: "Explain clearly, what happened?"
Quincy turned his Head and said simply:
"According to the Information my Agent received, this Drug Dealer named Gustavo Fring was betrayed by his subordinate, Heisenberg, and the DEA caught him in his Safe House."
Quincy continued slowly: "The person is in the hands of the DEA, so..."
"According to the original Plan, since we know where the person is, we'll snatch him out!"
Quincy looked at the Big man in the back seat who didn't seem to be joking and stammered: "That's the DEA. Do you think we should ask the Big Boss for instructions? If the Matter is exposed, I think it will definitely bring Trouble to the Big Boss!"
Upon hearing this, the German Paper Soldiers immediately picked up the phone, called Lane, and explained the situation.
Lane simply said concisely on the phone: "For the Matters the Boss assigned, if there's Trouble, handle it cleanly and don't leave any loose ends."
"Yes, Officer!"
The German Paper Soldiers, who had hung up the phone, had a change in his gaze, and a hint of imposing killing intent permeated his expression.
Sensing the bloody killing intent from his comrade, the other Paper Soldiers sitting in the Car began to reach for his waist. His eyes were like those of a cold-blooded reptile, devoid of any warmth, filled with icy killing intent.
Quincy swallowed, and quickly said: "We have already found the route the DEA is using to escort Gustavo Fring. They will escort Gustavo Fring to Santa Fe Prison, and we have his action route."
The German Paper Soldiers frowned and said: "So, we can ambush them?
OK, give me all the relevant information. Also, I need a batch of weapon equipment. I will lead people to take them down and bring the person back!"
"No problem. As for weapon equipment, I have a dedicated Armory nearby!"
Led by Quincy, three cars drove along Interstate Highway 66 for about half an hour. The cars exited the highway and arrived at a deserted Barn.
After greeting the several gunmen guarding the Barn, Quincy led the group inside the Barn.
Inside the Barn was a large container truck. Quincy opened this Armory.
This Armory was filled with all the firearms available on the market.
From 120mm mortars to 4.6mm caliber special silenced handguns, everything was available.
The German Paper Soldiers gave the order: "Everyone, choose the firearms you are most accustomed to..."
The big men behind him, who came from the Siberian Training Camp, filed in orderly into the Armory and began selecting the firearms they were most accustomed to using.
Some of them put on black special combat uniforms and smeared oil paint on their faces, while others simply selected some firearms and did not put on any other attire.
The German Men looked at the fully armed crowd and slowly said: "You are all elites from the Siberian Training Camp, so I believe you will complete your mission well...
Send two people to track their cars at the DEA and report the appearance and position of their vehicles.
The others should conceal themselves near the highway and act...
If necessary, we will also act, but by then, it will be your shame, understand?"
These soldiers from the Siberian Training Camp understood what he meant. If two people from the Paper Soldiers sequence had to personally act to deal with those federal police, then this group of elites would truly have no reason to continue.
Two Paper Soldiers walked out first, followed by the other big men who filed in!
"Okay, also prepare three extended and reinforced container trucks and four off-road jeeps for us!"
The German Men said to Quincy, who was standing nearby.
"No problem!" Quincy nodded.
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Any woman would never be careless about these small items like Clothes and Bags. A bag that looked similar to him could lead them to visit four or five Luxury Goods stores just because of a slight color difference.
Tang Song wanted to pack up everything from all the Luxury Goods stores on the street and have them delivered back to the Manor for the women to choose slowly.
But clearly, these women didn't enjoy the happiness of buying Luxury Goods; they enjoyed the happiness of shopping with Tang Song accompanying them, carrying Luxury Handbags.
……………
While things were calm on Tang Song's side, the Manpower Lane sent to New Mexico had arrived in Albuquerque and found a local Arms Dealer.
This Arms Dealer was named Quincy, and he also served Tang Group, considered an Outer Leader. His main area of activity was Santa Fe.
The Reason he came to New Mexico was because of the Chaos environment there.
Selling Firearms here was far more profitable than in other states.
"My Agent heard some Information. The person the Big Boss is looking for has been caught by the DEA!"
In the car driving from the Airport to Albuquerque, Quincy said helplessly to the burly Big man in the back seat.
This German Paper Soldiers frowned: "Explain clearly, what happened?"
Quincy turned his Head and said simply:
"According to the Information my Agent received, this Drug Dealer named Gustavo Fring was betrayed by his subordinate, Heisenberg, and the DEA caught him in his Safe House."
Quincy continued slowly: "The person is in the hands of the DEA, so..."
"According to the original Plan, since we know where the person is, we'll snatch him out!"
Quincy looked at the Big man in the back seat who didn't seem to be joking and stammered: "That's the DEA. Do you think we should ask the Big Boss for instructions? If the Matter is exposed, I think it will definitely bring Trouble to the Big Boss!"
Upon hearing this, the German Paper Soldiers immediately picked up the phone, called Lane, and explained the situation.
Lane simply said concisely on the phone: "For the Matters the Boss assigned, if there's Trouble, handle it cleanly and don't leave any loose ends."
"Yes, Officer!"
The German Paper Soldiers, who had hung up the phone, had a change in his gaze, and a hint of imposing killing intent permeated his expression.
Sensing the bloody killing intent from his comrade, the other Paper Soldiers sitting in the Car began to reach for his waist. His eyes were like those of a cold-blooded reptile, devoid of any warmth, filled with icy killing intent.
Quincy swallowed, and quickly said: "We have already found the route the DEA is using to escort Gustavo Fring. They will escort Gustavo Fring to Santa Fe Prison, and we have his action route."
The German Paper Soldiers frowned and said: "So, we can ambush them?
OK, give me all the relevant information. Also, I need a batch of weapon equipment. I will lead people to take them down and bring the person back!"
"No problem. As for weapon equipment, I have a dedicated Armory nearby!"
Led by Quincy, three cars drove along Interstate Highway 66 for about half an hour. The cars exited the highway and arrived at a deserted Barn.
After greeting the several gunmen guarding the Barn, Quincy led the group inside the Barn.
Inside the Barn was a large container truck. Quincy opened this Armory.
This Armory was filled with all the firearms available on the market.
From 120mm mortars to 4.6mm caliber special silenced handguns, everything was available.
The German Paper Soldiers gave the order: "Everyone, choose the firearms you are most accustomed to..."
The big men behind him, who came from the Siberian Training Camp, filed in orderly into the Armory and began selecting the firearms they were most accustomed to using.
Some of them put on black special combat uniforms and smeared oil paint on their faces, while others simply selected some firearms and did not put on any other attire.
The German Men looked at the fully armed crowd and slowly said: "You are all elites from the Siberian Training Camp, so I believe you will complete your mission well...
Send two people to track their cars at the DEA and report the appearance and position of their vehicles.
The others should conceal themselves near the highway and act...
If necessary, we will also act, but by then, it will be your shame, understand?"
These soldiers from the Siberian Training Camp understood what he meant. If two people from the Paper Soldiers sequence had to personally act to deal with those federal police, then this group of elites would truly have no reason to continue.
Two Paper Soldiers walked out first, followed by the other big men who filed in!
"Okay, also prepare three extended and reinforced container trucks and four off-road jeeps for us!"
The German Men said to Quincy, who was standing nearby.
"No problem!" Quincy nodded.
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