From arms dealer to king of war

Vienna, Austria, is also a well-known city for Gioga.

It was already early in the morning when Qiao Jia got off the private plane dispatched by France.

Led by a person from the French Ministry of Security, a group of people took a car to a safe house.

Qiao Jia originally thought that the safe house would be set up somewhere in the city, but who knew that the middle-aged French man who looked quite refined actually took everyone to an obviously illegal bar to settle down.

It's two o'clock in the morning, and there are still customers drinking in this hidden bar.

A young waiter with sequins on his chest and hot pants walked between the booths carrying drinks. There were several steel pipes standing on a huge T stage, and several dancers were dancing to the music.

The happy drinker will leave a big tip, and then a topless girl will come over and give him a lap dance.

It's shameful to say that Boss Qiao once raided a similar bar, but he never really took a serious look at a place like this.

Looking at it now, he had to admit that some places were indeed very exciting...

Qiao Jia originally thought that 'Mao Mao' wouldn't like a place like this, so she was a little secretive when she looked at it. However, when Mao Mao noticed that the boss seemed a little embarrassed, she pointed at the dancers on the stage with a smile and smiled. He said: "These girls are of good quality. They must have undergone rigorous dance training. The feet of the one at the front are deformed. She must have practiced ballet for a long time."

After hearing this, Qiao Jia looked at the kitten with admiration and said, "Do you still have research on this?"

'Kitten' listened and said a little reluctantly: "Strictly speaking, Monica is very knowledgeable about this. In order to practice how to seduce men, she went to a topless bar to watch the dancers dance when she was 15 years old."

Qiao Jia looked in amazement at the 'kitten' who didn't forget to put eye drops on his sister at this time. He smiled awkwardly and followed the Frenchman who led the way through a long dark passage and then passed a staircase. Went up to the second floor of the bar...

The Frenchman's name was Gerald. He pushed open an iron door to reveal the rough space inside.

In the room of about 40 square meters, there is a large table in the center with some obviously newly purchased laptops. There is a row of cabinets against the wall, which contains Steyr AUG rifles, as well as some models of various models. Strange pistol.

Gerald, an outgoing and talkative man, walked to the center of the room, spread his hands and said with a smile: "Guys, this is yours now."

As he spoke, Jellal pushed open a standing cabinet to reveal a secret door at the back, and said with a smile: "This leads directly to the back alley of the bar. If you need anything, just send me a message, even if you need a girl. You can tell me there is a room upstairs."

This guy acted unprofessional at all, making it difficult for Qiao Jia to believe what he said...

Thompson walked to the computers, knocked on them a few times, looked at Qiao Jia and said, "Boss, this place has not been used for many years. The computers are new, but the network is for civilian use, and it was for civilian use 10 years ago. network."

As he spoke, Thompson glanced at Gerald, who had a dry smile on his face. He shook his head and said, "The person in charge of security outside is a local gangster. This Gerald should spend all the money on renovating the bar."

When Jellal heard this, he said aggrievedly: "We all swore an oath before joining the Security Department. You can't accuse me of corruption just because the computer and the damn network are not good..."

While Jellal was speaking, Dorian, who was rummaging in the gun cabinet, dropped a box of bullets on the table...

After a "swipe" sound, all the bullets dispersed.

"These bullets have expired. Is this a safe house or an ancient tomb?"

As he spoke, Dorian looked at Jellal sideways and said, "What do you usually call this kind of situation?"

Jellal looked at the scattered bullets, spread his hands and said: "No one is perfect, and our funds are very limited. In order to complete the task, I have to find my own way to make money. It is difficult for ordinary people to understand my hard work...

You came in a hurry, and I specifically asked you to bring your own weapons and equipment, so...

You see, these computers are all newly purchased, and they are definitely the latest models on the market. "

Qiao Jia was amused by this French spy. This guy took money from the French Ministry of Security and opened a topless bar for himself. Then he found a local gang and lived in luxury every day.

This is also a strange thing. Qiao Jia surprisingly feels that this guy has pretty good abilities. His shameless and natural energy does meet the requirements of a spy.

And on the way here, Qiao Jia found that most of the guests in the bar downstairs were men over 40 years old and had a financial foundation, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious. It was fair to say that this place was an intelligence station.

This is just a temporary place to stay, and Qiao Jia is not picky.

Looking at Jellal's swishing appearance, Qiao Jia shook his head, then looked at the SAS captain 'Duke' and said: "Build up defenses, take turns to eat and rest, we may be dispatched at any time."

As Qiao Jia looked at Thompson and Tony who looked helpless, he smiled and said: "I called the CIA people to find an excuse to coordinate...

Don't think of yourself as a spy. Just go to the local police station and borrow their equipment and network.

We are completely unfamiliar with Vienna. You need to seize the time to understand the traffic situation and provide sufficient support when we move. "

Thompson, a veteran, was stunned for a moment, and then realized that his boss was helping NATO.

The content of the mission needs to be kept secret for fear of leaks and causing panic, but it is not a problem at all for NATO people to ask the Austrian police to cooperate.

Thompson was also led astray by Jellal's behavior, and subconsciously thought that this was a secret operation, but in fact it was not at all.

As long as the target is found correctly, Boss Qiao can fight however he likes, and in the end the Austrian officials will come forward to reveal the truth.

After figuring out his position and the resources at his disposal, Thompson decisively pulled Tony and the injured Flow Arrow away from here.

Qiao Jia looked at the group of SAS who fell into silence. He smiled and opened the big bag at his feet, dug out more than a dozen sets of bulletproof inserts and advanced radios and handed them to the 'Duke', saying: "This is P ·Person B’s standard equipment has much better bulletproof performance than yours. The radio is nothing special, but it is definitely better than what you use.

The equipment in your hands is not too bad, so make do with it for now. When this mission is over, you can choose your own equipment. "

The 'Duke' picked up the bulletproof insert, weighed it in his hand, and said with emotion: "I called the 'Knight', and he said that he dreamed of using P·B's bulletproof vests for his men.

Unexpectedly, we used it first! "

Qiao Jia knew that the mood of the 'Duke' and the others was not too high, but the boss didn't care about it. He signaled Dorian to open a few equipment bags, pointed at the contents and said: "You can replenish ammunition, grenades, etc. according to your needs. s things.

I personally recommend that everyone bring smoke and gas grenades because I love those things.

The holographic sights used by your assaulters are all second-rate. Here are the latest thermal fusion sights, which you can use with a little getting used to.

I won't give you random instructions on snipers. You can see for yourself and get it yourself if you need it. "

As he spoke, Qiao Jia looked at the automatic rifle that was obviously an imitation of the M4A1 in the hands of the 'Duke'. He shook his head and said with a smile: "Your guns are really not that good. Why don't the special forces get any special treatment?"

The 'Duke' was stunned for a moment, and wanted to explain that his rifle had been carefully adjusted and the shooting effect was very good.

But when he saw the Spurs placing their equipment on the table along with the four-eye night vision goggles and starting to sort it out, the 'Duke' honestly shut his mouth.

That four-eye night vision device was more expensive than everything he had on him combined. The SAS were indeed elites, but it was an indisputable fact that Britain's military strength was declining.

Of course, equipment does not determine strength, and the combat effectiveness of SAS is still credible.

Seeing that the 'Duke' was no longer talking, he began to tell his guys to wear P·B's IR armbands and IR headlamps, and by the way, he vented his anger by asking all the guys to abandon their own night vision goggles and replace them with P·B's binocular night vision. instrument.

In fact, they are all similar, but what Boss Qiao provides are all brand new!

Qiao Jia is very satisfied with the experience shown by the 'Duke'. No one has cooperated before. Of course, the most important thing is to do a good job in identifying friend and foe.

IR lights are very critical, otherwise once the rhythm of the two sides is out of tune, cross fire may result in one of your own being shot.

Seeing the 'Duke' take the initiative to 'accommodate' P·B's people, Qiao Jia smiled and said: "There are 12 of you, 12 people for an attack team is a bit too much.

You have to divide them into teams and give them a code name, or arrange them further back according to the internal ranking of P·B.

Now a guy from the 1st French Parachute Regiment has booked ‘F Squad’, and if you want to follow our tradition, it’s ‘G Squad’ and ‘H Squad’. "

The 'Duke' was stunned for a moment. He might not be able to accept that his team's ranking was so low, so he discussed it with a little ginger head. Finally, he looked at Qiao Jia and said, "Sir, this is my vice-captain, 'Ginger'." Head', we detach.

I lead Team G, goat, we call it Team Goat. I am Goat No. 1, you can also call me G1. "

'Ginger Head' raised his hand and said: "I lead Team H. We are a professional assault team, so we are called Hammer Team. I am Hammer One, you can also call me H1."

Qiao Jia was amused by the stubbornness of the two British guys, but he felt that he should respect these guys because they were indeed ranking themselves according to the tradition of PB.

As for the name, it is in line with the habits of the special forces. Maybe other teams of P·B will be influenced by them in the future and develop their own code names.

While everyone was busy, Qiao Jia received a text message on his cell phone...

Looking at the photos and names above, Qiao Jia handed the phone to Jellal and said with a smile: "Brother, prove to me that you are really a spy. Otherwise, just because you brought me to this bad place, I will It allows you to get laid off and go home.”

Jellal frowned and looked at the photos on his phone and said, "Mosin Harris, this guy is a gang leader. His territory is in the east of Vienna. His main business is smuggling..."

Qiao Jia didn't even wait for Jellal to finish speaking, he pressed the communicator and said: "Thompson, are you in place?

I send you a photo of a person and I need to locate his location. "