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    The next day, the o2 team members acted according to the plan.  Lin Rui and Jiang An continued to scout the roads outside Quantico in order to prepare a possible ambush plan.  Lincoln entered the Quantico Marine Corps Base as an employee of a military company, and waited for an opportunity to enter the FBI training center inside the base to find out what was inside.

    What Snake Eyes and Crazy Horse are pursuing are the clues that are most likely to help them rescue people in advance.  They started with those black market weapons dealers to investigate the weapons that the other party needed to purchase.

    Crazy Horse was sitting in a car as a backup.  Snake Eyes goes in looking for someone.  Because Snake Eyes is not only the best sniper, but also a weapons expert. He is very famous in the American Rifle Association (NRA).  Although this rifle association is a non-governmental organization, they are extremely powerful.  According to the official website of NRA, it currently has nearly 4 million members.

    The President of the United States gave them a few points.  In response to the rampant gun violence in the United States, the government has repeatedly called for gun control, but it has been unable to defeat the Rifle Association.  They have their own website and their own journals.  Snake Eyes is very famous in this circle and can almost be regarded as the spokesperson of this organization. He was once a country singer and the best gunner.

    In addition, his image of holding a gun in a cowboy outfit has often appeared in magazines, which has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. He is also a hardcore weapons collector.  Therefore, in many circles of weapons enthusiasts, he is a very idolized figure.  Most of these gun dealers are weapons enthusiasts, so they naturally know the famous Snake Eyes.  So when they saw him coming, these black market weapons dealers were not alert at all. Instead, they smiled and came over to say hello.

    "Hey, look who's here? Mercenary Snake, how are you doing, man? You won't be here for a while." A black man walked over boldly and high-fived Snake Eyes.  "What's going on? Do you plan to return to your old career and sing and release an album?"

    "I don't have any plans, because you won't take care of my business at all. Unless I give up country music and switch to hip-hop with Diddy." Snake Eyes shook his head, making the group of black buddies laugh together.

    "Seriously guys, I need to talk to you about something." Snake Eyes patted the black man and said, "Let's go there and talk."

    "What's wrong, Snake?" The black man followed him to the side.

    "I need to know who the group of people who ordered the weapons before us are." Snake Eyes whispered.

    The black man said in surprise, "Hell, you know the rules, Snake. We can't reveal customer information."

    "Brother, let me ask. Don't be so nervous. How much money will it cost you to break the rules?" Snake Eyes looked at him and asked.

    "Snike, we are friends, but I can't break the rules of the industry." The black man frowned and said, "Are you a policeman?"

    "Don't talk nonsense. Do you think I look like it?" Snake Eyes shook his head and said, "Listen, brother, this matter has a lot to do with it. Those people want these weapons for big things. And you, you will bring down big things by providing them with weapons.  Moldy."

    "Brother, whoever comes to buy weapons from me is doing something big. If not, who needs this?" The black man disagreed.

    "This is not a small fight, a street fight on a whim, or a gang shootout. If you listen to these people's goals, I guarantee you will wet your pants." Snake Eyes looked at the black man and said, "I  I¡¯m saving you.¡±

    "But I've already collected the money." The black man frowned, "And it's the full amount."

    "Let me guess, in addition to the m4a1 carbine, they also need frag grenades, and a certain number of c4, right?" Snake Eyes looked at the black man and asked.

    "It's just some very common ones. I didn't provide them with dirty bombs. Besides, I just bought them weapons. Whether they register the guns has nothing to do with me." The black man shrugged.

    "Okay, wait until they bring your weapons to the Quantico base. Just keep these words and tell the FBI. See if they will believe it." Snake Eyes shook his head.

    "Quantico Base?" The black man frowned, "What's going on?"

    "Because they are going to carry out an armed raid on the FBI training base. There are thousands of federal agents and a large number of SWAT special armed tactical troops there. Do you think this is a big deal?" Snake Eyes patted the black man on the shoulder.

    "I really don't know." The black man said in surprise.

    "If this is the case, you will be in big trouble. This will be classified as a terrorist attack, and it will be targeted at the FBI. Providing weapons to terrorists is completely different from selling a few black market firearms privately.

    ¡°The latter won¡¯t cause any big trouble. Even if something happens, no one will be able to trace you.  But in the former, federal agents will step in.  Because they suffered a loss and people died, they will definitely cling to this matter.  ???Do you think you, a street gangster, can play with the FBI?  "

    The black man was sweating on his forehead and whispered, "God, if this is like this, then I won't sell to them?"

    "It's too late, you already accepted the money." Snake Eyes shook his head and said, "Besides, if you don't sell it, they will guess that you know what they want to do. These people dare to touch the FBI's training center, do you think  Will they let you go?"

    The black man paced back and forth, "This is going to be troublesome."

    "So, you'd better give me their address now." Snake Eyes whispered, "I can make it impossible for them to do this."

    "Are you sure? You can stop them?" the black man frowned.

    "Yes." Snake Eyes whispered.  "Someone paid us to do this. I could have said nothing and just watched where you were delivering the goods to find them. But I came to you anyway because I didn't want you to be confused.  Lost your life. Man, you really owe me a favor this time."

    "However, if these people are really international terrorists, and they are the ones capable of attacking the FBI, they should be able to easily obtain weapons. Why are they looking for me?" the black man frowned.

    "Because it can hide their true identities. Even if they are discovered, tracing the weapons will only lead to you and the street gangs of your brothers. No one will know who they are. They want to get from you  The purpose of getting weapons here is to divert attention." Snake Eyes said helplessly, "Brother, you work on the streets, you should know these framing techniques."

    "Oh, damn it." The black man was a little frustrated, "I wonder how these people can be so generous and pay the full amount in advance."

    "However, you have a savior now." Snake Eyes patted his shoulder and said, "The person who hired me is a big shot, and he has the ability to deal with these people. As long as you give me their information. In this matter, you can  Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ll take care of it for you.¡±

    The black man hesitated for a while, and finally said cruelly, "Okay, I believe you Snake. But you have to swear not to tell anyone else. You know, sex is no joke."

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