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Chapter 87 Jiang Taigong goes fishing! (Third update!)
Weapons have always been a problem that has plagued the Justice League.

They defected to Iran and worked for Iran, but the problem was that they were not Iran's direct troops.

Therefore, even if Iran provides support, it is limited and controlled support.

These supports require them to exchange them with some actions.

For example, attack a certain target, help them transport supplies to Syria, or train personnel.

After all, in addition to them, Iran also has two capable generals, the Badr Organization and the Hezbollah Brigade, active in Iraq.

Even the ruling Dawa Party has secret dealings with Iran.

In a sense, the gas tank that Hamidi sent over, which looked like a mortar shell, was indeed a powerful weapon.

The emergence of this thing has broadened the Justice League's channels for obtaining weapons.

All they had to do was get similar gas tanks and modify them, and they would have enough shells.

Finally, these gas tanks can be launched like rockets or fired like mortar shells.

Just ...

Zais took a moment to disassemble the gas tank mortar shell and placed the parts on the ground one by one.

After looking at it for a while, he couldn't help shaking his head.

These parts are standard machined parts.

There is nothing like this in Iraq; it was bought from outside by the Sadrist organization.

If you want to learn from them, you either have to find a manufacturer that provides this type of gas cylinder, or train a group of manual talents yourself.

Find gas tanks for these skilled craftsmen and let them do the work manually.

Hey……

bother……

After playing with the parts for a while, Zais stood up and pointed at the parts on the ground and said to Hazari:
"Hazari, pack these parts and send them back to headquarters secretly."

"After sending it back to headquarters, you can recruit another group of people and find a way to get two manual lathes."

"Go get some gas tanks and have the people we recruit modify them based on these parts to give us some more firepower."

"Okay!" Hazari nodded, then squatted down and put the parts back together while recalling the original appearance of the shell.

Zais watched from the side until the last part was installed. He then turned and walked towards the rice cooker, holding it in his arms as he walked out.

"I'll go cook and come over to try it later."

"Still not! I have to go to another stronghold later to see if there are enough supplies. Just because the Americans are not paying attention to us now doesn't mean they won't in the future. We have to prepare early." Hazari responded casually, stood up, and took a lot of effort to put the gas tank and shells back into the box.

He moved the boxes onto the cart and then pushed the cart out.

As I walked out the door and looked up, I saw a fighter jet flying overhead.

Recognizing that it was an American F15E, Hazari raised his right hand and gave a middle finger.

But the plane in the sky couldn't feel his middle finger, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Hazari stared for a long time until the plane disappeared from his sight. Then he lowered his head helplessly and continued pushing the cart forward.

And on the other side, north of Najaf, Karbala.

Little Sadr and Khalid were standing by a telephone, staring at it expectantly.

But reality is destined to disappoint them.

They watched from the bright sunshine until the sun set, without even touching the phone.

After fiddling with the phone's wiring to confirm it was connected properly, Little Sadr turned around and asked Khalid:
“Are you sure Hamidi gave those two things to Hazari?”

"Sure and for sure!" Khalid nodded and fiddled with the phone:

"Hamidi has more seniority than me. He, Zais and Hazadi are all old friends."

"Through his hands, we will definitely attract the attention of the Justice League."

"The Justice League hates Americans to the core. If they knew there was such a powerful weapon, they would definitely try to contact us."

"As long as they come to us, I am absolutely sure that I can get money from them."

"If we get enough money, we can get better things from Lin Yi, thus achieving a positive cycle."

Khalid was speaking at length, but Sadr Jr. wasn't paying attention to him. Instead, he reached out and fiddled with the phone line again:

"Are you sure the phone line is working?"

Khalid was speechless and chose to keep quiet. He decided to wait for two more days. If there was still no news, he would take the initiative.

The sky darkened in Iraq, and six time zones further east, in Suzhou, it was already late at night.

Lin Yi was still sitting in front of the computer, trying his best to mingle with friends from all over the world on the Internet.

Literally getting along.

It's just a war of words.

And the person he represents is America.

As for those who were scolded by him, they came from all over the world, regardless of country or race. Anyone who argued with him would be scolded.

He cursed for a long time, until no one dared to argue with him, then he quit the account that was cursing others and switched to the weapons expert account.

He climbed up, uploaded a few photos to the account's homepage, and then edited a tweet that was full of complaints.

[God rewards hard work, and diligent people are always treated kindly by the world.

The busy first half of life is a preparation for the harvest in the second half. The harvest time is coming soon, and I hope it will be abundant.

After posting this tweet, he turned to the previous tweet, browsed the comment section, and started interacting with people in the comment section.

Angry Birds: Friend, I really like the photos you took. The guns you photographed have a unique beauty. Can you tell me how you took them?

AAA Weapon Lin Ge: I cannot teach you this kind of shooting feeling. You need to feel it with your heart. You need to touch each gun, feel the temperature of the gun, and feel the condition of the gun.

You need to carry a gun and experience wind, frost, rain and snow, the morning mist, the morning sun, the hustle and bustle of noon, the scorching sun in the afternoon, the sunset in the evening, and the silence of the night.

Only when you feel these can you take appropriate photos.

[Void Whisperer: Are these the guns developed by China in recent years?]

AAA Weapon Lin Ge: Yes, although these look very similar to AK, they are not actually AK. Instead, they are products that are modeled after AK and have been modified and upgraded based on AK. They are mainly for external sale.

We provide thoughtful customization services. If you think the appearance of this gun is ugly, we can also spray your favorite pattern on the gun. The paint has a two-year warranty.

[Siberian Forests: You are stealing Russian patents!]

AAA Weapon Lin Ge: Why don’t you talk about the former Soviet Union?
[Unable to find bugs: I think you must be a very handsome man. Are you interested in taking two photos? ]

AAA Weapon Lin Ge: Sorry, I’m not really interested in taking photos. I only like taking photos of others and don’t like to poke the camera into my own face.

After replying to the comments for a long time, Lin Yi searched through the photo album on his computer for a long time and found a photo he had saved before, which was a photo of him lying on the bed in the dormitory and taking a photo of bedding.

I uploaded this photo to Twitter, typed "Goodnight, World", and clicked send.

After sending, press F5.

When the button is pressed, the website page is refreshed.

After refreshing the page, a small white envelope appeared in the upper right corner of Lin Yi's profile picture. It was a reminder of a private chat message.

Drag the mouse over and click.

The page jumped with the mouse click and turned into a dialog box between two people.

Lin Yi also saw the content of the message clearly.

[Excuse me, you said in the comments section that your weapons can be sold. Is this true? ]

After reading the message, Lin Yi did not rush to reply, because the character he gave to this account was a person who was sad about the passing of time, liked to share, and was extremely self-disciplined.

When the time comes, you have to sleep and rest.

So, I can’t reply now.

I have to wait until tomorrow night to return.

He switched accounts and used another account to search for the other party's account information, ready to see who this guy was.

Press the Enter key and the search results will pop up.

This is a blank account.

The homepage has no photos and no shared tweets, and looks like a dead account.

Lin Yi, who was unwilling to give up, clicked on the tweets pushed by the system at the bottom of the account display page and continued to search in the comment section of the tweets.

I searched everywhere but couldn't find any comments from this account.

This is a tool number.

After coming to this conclusion, Lin Yi turned off the computer, took out clothes from under the bookcase, and prepared to wash up.

When I opened the door, I saw Ji Shuangshuang standing outside, holding a thermos in her left hand and raising her right hand, as if she was about to knock on the door.

Their eyes met unexpectedly.

There was joy and happiness in Lin Yi's eyes, while there was shyness and panic in Ji Shuangshuang's eyes.

After looking at each other for a while, they quickly looked away, one to the left and one to the right.

After moving away for a moment, Lin Yi turned his gaze back and saw the blush on Ji Shuangshuang's cheeks at a glance.

In their previous life, their relationship started with mutual appreciation, then mutual support, and finally, they got together.

It has been a long time since I saw shy Ji Shuangshuang.

I wanted to tease her, but I was afraid it would backfire, so I could only cover my mouth with my hand and cough lightly:
"You're not sleeping so late at night?"

"And this is in your hand..."

As he spoke, Lin Yi squatted down, put all the clothes in his arms into his left hand, and poked the thermos bucket with his hand:

"Anything to eat?"

This question brought Ji Shuangshuang back from her shy state. She also squatted down, blushing, and opened the lid of the thermos:

"When I went to the bank this afternoon, I saw someone selling glutinous rice balls on the way back."

"I took a look at the black sesame rice dumplings and thought they were okay, so I bought some."

"I took a nap and woke up hungry. I was about to get up and cook something, but I noticed the light in your office was still on and I could hear the sound of your keyboard."

"I just cooked a little extra. I just came over and before I could knock on the door, you opened it."

Lin Yi squatted on the ground and fanned the thermos with his hand. The fragrance coming out of the thermos rushed into his nostrils.

The cooked glutinous rice balls exude a faint sesame aroma.

The aroma of sesame is mixed with a little bit of sweetness from white sugar.

This glutinous rice ball is really good.

He put the clothes back in his arms, hugged them to his chest, and looked at Ji Shuangshuang with a smile:
"My hands are busy right now, please bring me the thermos."

Hearing this, Ji Shuangshuang pursed her lips and looked at the pajamas that Lin Yi was holding in his arms.

Can a pair of pajamas and a pair of pajama pants really keep both hands busy?

She wanted to raise her hand and say 6 directly, but after thinking about it, she chose to give up.

I want to be a quiet woman, a quiet, gentle and virtuous woman.

Can't say that.

She did not expose Lin Yi's lies. She naturally closed the lid of the thermos, picked it up, stood up, walked around Lin Yi, walked into the office, and went to the sofa.

He put down the thermos, then sat down on the sofa, hugged his legs, rested his chin on his knees, and looked at Lin Yi quietly, wanting to see what he was going to do next.

Lin Yi did nothing. He put down his pajamas and ate from the thermos.

It was the middle of the night and he was really hungry.

If you don’t see anything, you can lie to your stomach and say there is nothing to eat.

You have seen everything, but you are still hungry. You can't deceive yourself.

Eating warm dumplings warms your heart and stomach on a cold winter night.

After filling his stomach a little, Lin Yi slowed down his eating of the glutinous rice balls. Turning his head, he found Ji Shuangshuang sitting on the sofa in a squatting position, with her elbows supporting her knees and her hands supporting her cheeks, looking at him as if she were looking at a Western thing.

Lin Yi looked at himself for a while, but couldn't see anything, so he simply asked directly: "Is there something wrong with me?"

"Ah? No!" Ji Shuangshuang held her chin with both hands and shook her head desperately:
"Nothing, I just saw that you were very tired, so I wanted to ask you to take a break. Tomorrow is New Year's Day, why don't you go out for a walk?"

"I can't rest!" Lin Yi stuffed a dumpling into his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it in one gulp:
"Although we made a little money, we are not out of danger yet."

“We can’t relax yet.”

"So, Accountant Ji, your boss, I'm going to entrust my life and property to you."

"You have to be my strong backing. I will charge forward and you will protect me from behind."

A few words made Ji Shuangshuang's cheeks flushed. She slightly opened the hands that were supporting her cheeks, completely covering her face in her hands, and then looked at Lin Yi through the gaps between her fingers and whispered softly:

"Well...well, for the sake of money, I will try my best to help you."

Lin Yi nodded: "Okay! Tomorrow is New Year's Day, where are you going to play?"

"Ah? Boss, what did you say just now? I didn't hear clearly."

"Tell me if you want to go out on New Year's Day. I'll ask you where you're going and I'll give you a red envelope."

"Aren't you going?" Ji Shuangshuang asked quickly, with a hint of anticipation and a hint of fear on her face.

"No! It's just that last Christmas you said you wanted to go out and play, which took up your time. Since you wanted to go out and play, I gave you a red envelope as compensation!" Lin Yi answered decisively, and after answering, he continued to eat with his head down.

After getting the answer, Ji Shuangshuang quietly stretched out her left hand, spread out her five slender white fingers, and then chirped softly there.

He spoke incoherently, and the five fingers of his left hand slowly closed as he spoke, as if he was calculating something.

In just a few minutes, he had finished all the dumplings in the thermos.

Drink the soup as well, the original soup is used to make the original food, which is healthy and safe.

After covering the thermos, he picked up the thermos and handed it to Ji Shuangshuang:
"If you don't want to go out on New Year's Day, then go run some errands for me!"

(End of this chapter)