Half an hour later, the room doorbell rang.

Ge Zhen and Hu Hailang glanced at each other, holding the pistol behind their backs, one turned sideways to open the door, and the other stood in the bathroom, staring at the crack of the door, keeping the first blind spot to shoot.

This is according to the layout of the room, Ge Zhen opened the door, Hu Hailang entered the bathroom, and the angle at which he was standing had just opened and aligned with the thirty-degree crack in the door.

If something goes wrong, he will immediately take advantage of this blind spot to shoot at the crack in the open door, and the enemy will definitely not have time to react and will only be repulsed.

Ge Zhen reached out and twisted the doorknob, gently opened the door through a gap, and stared at Hu Hailang.

Hu Hailang, who was standing in the dead corner of the bathroom, nodded and signaled that it could be turned on.

Opening the door, standing in front of me was a young man in overalls, pulling several large boxes.

"Sir, your courier, please check the courier number to sign for receipt." The young man said to Ge Zhen and handed over the signing machine in his hand.

After taking over the machine, Ge Zhen saw numbers and letters with spaces in the middle, which means that the corresponding numbers or letter symbols had to be filled in to complete the signing.

With a glance, he pressed different numbers, letters, and symbols in the space to form the last of the third set of passwords.

"Drop! ——”

The machine makes a dripping sound that says "Signed Off".

"Sir, please take your delivery." The young man smiled at him and pushed the boxes into the hotel.

"What a speed!" Ge Zhen stretched out his thumb and praised: "I must give a five-star review!" ”

Leaving the courier in the room, the young man nodded at him and turned to leave.

"Wait, where's the fighter I want?" Ge Zhen shouted: "Where is the fighter?" Didn't you say it could be done? ”

"What?" The young man looked puzzled: "What fighter?" ”

"F16, MiG-29! And what about tanks, where are these things? Ge Zhen asked.

"Sir, I don't understand what you're saying...... Fighter plane? Tank? F16？ The young man craned his neck, a bewildered expression on his face.

Does he think this customer is a little neurotic? Fighter plane? Tank? Also F16?

"That's right! Where is it? Ge Zhen asked hurriedly.

"Sir, the F16 doesn't, the F22 Raptor does. The single-seat, twin-engine, high-stealth fifth-generation fighter is the first fifth-generation fighter in the world to enter service, which is super cool, and I especially like it...... Goodbye and have a nice day. ”

With that, the young man walked out of the room and closed the door.

"This ......"

Ge Zhen blinked, and suddenly realized that this young man was just here to deliver a courier, and he didn't know what was inside.

"Weapons?" Hu Hailang asked.

"Yes, weapons." Ge Zhen nodded and said, "Everything!" ”

The two of them began to dismantle it, and the boxes inside were all lockboxes, and the passwords used were the last of the third set of passwords.

"Click! Click! Click! ……”

The boxes were opened one after another, and Hu Hailang's eyes were straight, all of them were weapons and equipment, and there was a full bed.

His eyes fell on an RT-20 anti-materiel rifle, and his pupils glowed like a wolf seeing a beautiful woman.

Developed in the mid-1990s by the Croatian company RH-Alan, it is a purely anti-materiel and anti-armor rifle.

The name RT-20 means "20mm hand cannon", with a muzzle velocity of 850/s and an effective range of 1800 meters.

If the warhead hits a person, it will instantly blow them up, you know, all its warheads are anti-aircraft shells, equipped with high-explosive shells and armor-piercing shells.

"There's even this beast!" Hu Hailang licked his lips and said excitedly: "I haven't used it all the time, I don't know how to use it." ”

"Can it work? Can you stop roaring? Ge Zhen looked disdainful: "Do you think you are really a ghost of the battlefield?" People don't use this kind of sniper rifle for battlefield ghosts. ”

Battlefield Ghost is a division of snipers.

As a sniper, it can be divided into many types, such as precision sniper, tactical sniper, hunting sniper, and so on...... But no matter which one it is, it is decorated with the word sniper, and only after it really reaches a certain level, will it become a battlefield ghost.

To put it simply, Battlefield Ghost is the pinnacle of snipers who can do whatever they want on the battlefield with a sniper rifle.

Whether it is sniping the enemy's living targets or destroying the enemy's important fortifications, including the destruction of the enemy's armor and the attack on the enemy's air power, it can be called a battlefield ghost.

There are very few snipers in the world who can reach this level.

"I beat Ivan." Hu Hailang touched the sniper rifle and said to Ge Zhen: "Don't think that your cousin and I are useless, in fact, I am the best sniper in the right hand company." The reason why I am not in the tactical position of sniping is just to make me more comprehensive and step towards the ghost of the battlefield. ”

Ge Zhen rolled his eyes: "Don't blow it, don't you?" Also 10,000? I'm ninety thousand! ”

"Huh." Hu Hailang shook his head and smiled: "Ivan Sid Salenko, do you know him?" ”

"Snipers in the former Soviet Union? The second best sniper in the world during World War II? Of course I know that, but do you have a dime to do with him? Ge Zhen pouted.

"Ivan is the grandson of Ivan Sid Salenko, who is now the third sniper in the world. This guy is very scary and is said to have completely inherited his grandfather Ivan Sid's sniper sense of smell. ”

"Hehe, keep blowing, and beat Ivan, who is ranked third, why aren't you ranked second?" Ge Zhen looked incredulous.

"Because I haven't been defeated, how can I be ranked?" Hu Hailang smiled: "Zhang Yining, the big demon king of the table tennis world, is amazing, right?" Playing a time that belongs to her, but she doesn't have a world ranking, because she hasn't lost, she can't be ranked, so ......"

"Gotta it, I'm too lazy to listen to you blow."

Ge Zhen waved his hand impatiently, he really didn't have time to listen to what Hu Hailang said there He was a good sniper, it was useless.

Now it's the weapons that are delivered, but what about the fighters? What about tanks?

There was still the last small box that had not been opened, Ge Zhen picked up the small box and smiled: "It is definitely impossible for large equipment to be sent here, it is estimated that it has been parked and can be used at any time." The location is in this little box, tsk ......"

Entering the code and opening the box, he was suddenly dumbfounded.

In the box are an F-16, a MiG-21, a Leopard tank, and an Ohio-class nuclear submarine...... Toy models.

"These are the fighters and tanks I want?" Ge Zhen's face was full of anger.

That's right, this is the fighter and tank he wants, and considering the sea area of country G, he gave him an Ohio-class nuclear submarine very intimately.

Well, it's Ohio grade, look at the label or the Louisiana, and the origin is ...... Shantou, China.

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(End of chapter)