Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 223 Adrian Arrives
In the evening, the Volkswagen van finally stopped.

Song Heping in the car heard the harsh sound of brakes.

The car was in very bad condition, making all sorts of rattling noises along the way. When passing through some rugged mountain roads, it felt like the car was about to fall apart.

It's different from before.

This time, Song Heping was unable to see anything outside the car.

He suddenly realized that perhaps this was something Hula had deliberately arranged.

Because the compartment of the car was sealed with a tarpaulin, you couldn't see outside. There were two guards guarding the back of the car, so you didn't even have the chance to lift the tarpaulin to see what was outside.

This is where things get really interesting.

Maybe this Hu La didn't want him to know where the processing plant was at all. Even though he came here to buy goods, he was very cautious.

An old hand is an old hand after all.

The fact that the revolutionary brigade has been able to exist in southern Afghanistan for so many years, and that Hula and Azar have been able to evade the pursuit of the US military so many times, clearly shows that they are all experienced and cunning old loaches.

Being suspicious of everyone is the secret to their survival.

This time it's over.

Song Heping felt his scalp numb.

He calls himself a master tactician.

This kind of thing cannot be solved by your tactical talent.

He didn't even know if the place where the processing plant was located was called Nebastei.

Is it true?
do not know……

After all, the place is covered by a tarpaulin, so you can't see outside, and the locator is gone.

Even if they were to drag themselves into Persia, they would not be able to tell the difference.

The only clue is Song Heping's sense of direction.

It is highly likely that the vehicle is still heading northwest.

So, the moment Song Heping got off the car, he looked up at the sky.

First, get a clear idea of ​​the direction.

You must be clear about the directions of east, south, west and north.

Because there may be emergencies at any time and you need to escape.

If you don't know the direction, you can't escape.

I scanned the sky, saw the stars, and found my location.

Song Heping immediately looked around again.

very good……

No problem here.

Just a flat land.

The flat land is surrounded by hillsides.

The southern part of Afghanistan is a basin, and there are not many high mountains in the basin.

Looking south from the parking spot, Song Heping saw a cave entrance at the foot of the hillside about 50 meters away.

There were vaguely armed guards guarding the entrance of the cave. From their attire, it was clear that they were armed personnel from the revolutionary brigade.

"It turned out to be here..."

At this point he was sure that this was the processing plant.

Build the processing plant inside the mountain and dig a hole to make a tunnel.

Yes, that’s a good idea.

But looking at the surrounding environment, Song Heping felt colder than ice.

There is nothing but bare ground all around.

There is no shelter here.

There is no strategic location to defend.

This means that even if he takes action here, he will face great risks.

Mister's face also looked very ugly.

He obviously realized how difficult this matter was.

Hu La came over and made a gesture to invite Song Heping to follow him into the cave.

Song Heping could only follow him to the entrance.

Along the way, Song Heping deliberately asked: "Where is my old friend Adrian? Why didn't I see him?"

In fact, the person Song Heping least wanted to see was Adrian.

Hula smiled and said, "Mr. Adrian encountered some minor trouble on the way, which delayed him a bit. He will probably arrive a little later."

Song Heping pretended to be surprised and asked, "In trouble? Is he okay?"

But in my heart I was saying, it would be better to die on the way.

Then your task is completed without you having to do it.

Hu La said, "No, no, no, don't worry, it's just some minor issues. Once they are dealt with, he is just a little behind schedule. Let's first check out the processing plant and our products. I guess he will arrive when we have a good look at them."

Song Heping breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, it is a blessing in misfortune.

Otherwise, if Adrian arrived before me and came here to greet him, I would be forced to take action even if I didn't do it myself.

He had a pistol at his waist.

This is my only weapon.

Fortunately, Hula thought it reasonable to keep a pistol for self-defense, so he didn't take it.

Haha, I still underestimated myself.

As Song Heping walked, he pretended to be chatting and laughing, but all he was thinking about was how he was going to kill someone next.

The difficulty is absolutely nightmare level.

However, nightmare level difficulty must also be executed.

Anyway, I'll let him act according to circumstances inside and kill Adrian when he sees him.

Retreat after killing them.

As for how to retreat, we’ll talk about it when the time comes!

Under Hula's guidance, Song Heping and Mist passed through the two large iron gates at the entrance of the cave, and in front of them was a long cave corridor.

Song Heping had heard about the caves and tunnels in Afugan a long time ago.

However, I had heard that these were products of the northern mountainous areas, but I didn’t expect that they also exist in the south. Entering here is like entering a completely different world.

There were light bulbs hanging on the walls of the cave. Under the dim light, everyone's face became slightly blurred.

From the exposed wires on the wall, it can be judged that there must be a huge generator here to maintain the power demand. It can also be seen that this is an opium processing factory built by the revolutionary brigade at a huge investment.

No wonder they are so cautious.

This kind of facility is not a simple factory. It will take at least a year to rebuild it after it is destroyed.

The corridor forks every few sections, leading to different directions. Song Heping looked into those forked passages and saw people pushing carts loaded with unknown materials passing by hurriedly several times.

The atmosphere here is like that of an underground factory.

The further you go in, the stronger the damp and musty smell in the air becomes, making you feel a little uncomfortable.

Song Heping moved forward cautiously, afraid of stepping on something slippery or touching the sharp rocks on the cave wall.

The echo inside the cave made the footsteps seem particularly loud, as if they were echoing in the empty cave.

"Let's take a look at our raw material warehouse first. This year's harvest is good, and we have 35 tons of raw materials stored here. This year, our revolutionary brigade's opium production is estimated to account for about % of the entire New Golden Moon region. Cooperating with us is definitely your best choice, Boss Han..."

Song Heping actually had no intention of listening to Hu La's bragging.

He kept an eye on the surrounding terrain and soon discovered an interesting phenomenon: the further he went in, the more he passed a door every once in a while.

And the doors seem to be getting stronger and stronger.

Perhaps because the areas further inside are more important, the security level gradually increases.

In the cave, you will also encounter some soldiers armed with live ammunition. Unlike those busy workers, they are not engaged in production and are only responsible for safety.

After walking about 400 meters, led by Hula, everyone walked into an iron gate and the view suddenly opened up.

At the end of the passage is a huge warehouse.

They hollowed out the mountain, an area of ​​about a thousand square meters, and filled it with various wooden boxes, neatly stacked on the ground.

Hu La asked Song Heping: "Boss Han, do you want to see the goods?"

Looking at the goods?

Song Heping really doesn't understand this.

He's just an imposter.

But you still have to pretend.

So he walked over to Hu La, nodded, and said, "Okay, I want to take a look at the goods. After all, my annual sales volume is not small. Second in command, you must ensure a stable supply of goods every year. Otherwise, my downstream customers will not be able to get the goods, and they will rebel against me."

Hula gave a wink, and the guard next to him came up and pried open one of the boxes.

Song Heping saw that it was filled with black things.

"This is raw opium, simply processed. Every year we go to various villages in the south to collect these simply processed raw materials, then we process them here and finally package them for sale..."

"Second Master." Song Heping interrupted him: "I wonder what the craftsmanship level is like here. What's the purity of the No. 4? What can you achieve?"

Song Heping was simply buying and selling on the spot. A lot of his knowledge about this area was learned in the past few days, which was some of the knowledge in the packaging materials provided by ISA.

For example, the production level he asked about is actually the purification process.

White flour is generally divided into four numbers, which are called grades.

No. 1 and No. 2 white noodles are called "green skin", "yellow skin" or "black skin" because of their rough workmanship and appearance like gray-brown bricks. They are mostly processed by hot suction.

No. 3 white flour is also known as "brown sugar", "white dragon ball", etc. It is sometimes also in powdered form, and its color ranges from light brown to dark gray.

The acetyl ester compound of morphine in No. 25 white flour is generally 45-30%, and the caffeine content is 60-%, and it is often adulterated.

No. 98 white flour can contain up to % diacetylmorphine. In its pure form, it should be a white powder.

But if it is not manufactured well, it may also be a rough powder or granules in light yellow, pink, sandy or brown color.

Generally speaking, buyers will ask about purity.

Because although the highest purity of No. 98 is 80%, the minimum standard is %, so there is a lot of room for fluctuation.

This huge floating space will provide buyers with huge profit margins.

Because the purity of white flour on the market will be reduced by one level every time it passes through a distribution channel. By the time it reaches the hands of addicts, flour with a purity of over 50% is considered a conscientious product. Many of them will simply mix all kinds of random things into it. The lowest-level spenders will even buy some white cold medicine tablets from the pharmacy, crush them and add them in.

This kind of shit is very common.

Therefore, the higher the purity of the first-hand goods, the greater the proportion that can be adulterated and the greater the profit margin.

Because of this, goods produced in different places also have different qualities.

As for the quality, it depends on the technology or professional ethics of first-hand suppliers like Hula.

"Don't worry about the purity!"

Hu La looked confident.

"Across the entire Blue Star, our Venus Moon products are the best. In the Golden Crescent region, our Revolutionary Brigade's products are second to none!"

"What's the purity?"

Song Heping's performance was very successful.

Anyway, I don’t care how you brag, I have to verify the purity.

Purity is king.

This is the key point that only experienced people will grasp.

Sure enough, Hula squinted his eyes and smiled.

"Boss Han is indeed an expert. But you're lucky. We just hired an engineer last year whose workmanship is better than any of the previous ones. We can achieve a purity of up to 99%, but..."

He chuckled.

“Good things don’t come cheap.”

"What I want is good goods. The price is another matter. As long as it's reasonable, I want the best goods." Song Heping pretended to be tough to the end: "Second in command, nothing you say will help. I have to see the goods first."

"Okay." Hula made a gesture of invitation: "Follow me, let's go to the final packaging work area to take a look."

Encapsulate workspace?
Song Heping was truly eye-opening.

Damn it.

Quite formal.

The group left the raw material warehouse and made many turns before finally arriving at a spacious cave.

The entrance to the cave was tightly shut, and only the hum of the exhaust system could be heard. Two guards were standing at the door, and before entering, they had to wear gas masks.

This place is no smaller than the previous warehouse, but it is full of various machines and long tables.

The table was filled with staff wearing gas masks.

On those long tables were large plastic boxes filled with flour.

Different workers packaged the flour and handed it over to brick pressers, who used machines to press the flour into bricks. They then sealed the bags and packed them into moisture-proof boxes just like the finished products.

In addition to these workers, there are also technicians specifically responsible for quality inspection, who conduct random inspections and monitor the work of all workers at any time.

If he hadn't seen the white powder on the table, Song Heping would have thought he had come to the production workshop of a large factory.

In fact, Song Heping wanted to see whether this final packaging process was intentional.

Because any such enclosed work area requires wearing a mask, Adrian is almost there, and wearing a mask can at least allow him to delay time and find a better assassination opportunity.

Song Heping deliberately lingered in the workshop, looking here and there, and went through the entire packaging process. After finishing, he went to look at the final product that had been packaged.

While watching, he pretended to be an expert and praised the product.

"Hmm... this one is in pretty good condition."

"Hmm... the quality is pretty good, but unfortunately your quality control is a bit problematic. Second in command, come over and take a look. Is the quality of this brick a bit off? And here, do you see if there's any dust on it? You have to pay attention to the quality..."

From the time he entered the door until now, Song Heping has been lingering here the longest.

"Second Master!"

Soon, a guard came in from outside and said something in Hula's ear.

Rabbani seemed a little uneasy.

He turned his head to look at Song Heping several times.

Although he didn't know what the guard said, Song Heping vaguely guessed that Adrian was coming.

Sure enough, after listening to the guard's report, Hula turned to Rabbani and asked him to translate.

"Mr. Adrian is here. Isn't Boss Han going to go out and take a look?"

Song Heping shook his gas masked head and said, "Tell him to come here directly. I'm checking out the goods!"

"Ok."

Hu La thought Song Heping was fascinated by the quality of the goods here.

There was nothing wrong with having Adrian come here. He was just wanting to show Adrian the craftsmanship of the newly hired engineer and the quality of this year's batch of goods.

"Go and tell the boss that Boss Han is in the packaging workshop inspecting the products. Have them come directly here to take a look at this year's products."

"Yes, second in charge."

After the guard left, Song Heping turned to Mist. Through the gas masks, the two saw each other's eyes, exchanged glances, and understood each other's tacit understanding in seconds.

The time to take action has finally arrived.

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(End of this chapter)