Supreme Psychic Power - Chapter 246 Vodka and Pickled Cucumber

Wang Sen can't ski, but as a child who grew up in rural Northeast China, he is very familiar with ice games. After trying it a few times, he basically mastered the key points of skiing, and the speed is getting faster and faster.

"Wow, look at his speed as fast as lightning, like an eagle on the Kazakh grassland!" Andrev gave a thumbs up and praised Wang Sen's skiing speed. He didn't expect that this young man who once pointed a gun at his forehead was so smart. After a brief guide, he mastered the key points of his movements. He couldn't help but put away his contempt, grabbed the ski pole with both hands and stabbed it back and his whole body flew forward lightly.

On the vast snowfield, more than a dozen skiers lined up in a line, flying towards the distant mountains like a group of migratory birds returning north. The one who rushed to the front was a red snowmobile. Shangguan Yun sat inside with a hot water bag, and rushed to Wang Sen, who was following him, with his middle finger raised.

Wang Sen rushed violently, and the snowboard wiped the thick snow field. Suddenly, the snowflakes splashed, sprinkling Shangguan Yun's face. Shangguan Yun was agitated by the snowflakes and coughed. In anger, he shook off the snowflakes on his body, grabbed the warm water bag and smashed it at Wang Sen.

After two hours of speeding, the group finally arrived at the secret arms base deep in the forest. It was located on a leeward slope, surrounded by dense red pine forests, and snowflakes were covered with snow. From time to time, you could hear a crisp crackling sound, which was the snow that crushed the branches.

Andrev put away his snowboard and carried it on his shoulders, leading the way at the front. Shangguan Yun and two bodyguards pushed the heavy snowmobile, panting with exhaustion. Wang Sen raised his middle finger at him, making Shangguan Yun so angry that he grabbed the snowball and hit him.

After many turns, the group finally came to a secret cave deep in the mountains. At the entrance of the cave, there were two members of the Tomahawk organization wearing snow combat uniforms and carrying ak47. They searched each person in detail and confiscated their mobile phones and other communication equipment. Then they opened the heavy iron door and let them in.

The iron gate was dark, and a strong smell of diesel came towards us. The rocks under my feet were still trembling slightly. The buzzing roar of machines came from my ears. Wang Sen looked up at the dim 40w light bulb above his head, with the words "Foshan Lighting" printed on it. It was indeed Chinese.

Walking further forward, we entered a narrow and deep tunnel, with many intersections along the way, leading to the dark far away. After walking to an intersection, Andrev stopped and unscrewed the wolf-eyed flashlight he carried with him, "Gentlemen, we will take a elevator next. I hope you don't compete for it. The elevator is spacious enough."

"Looking at the Chinese!" Lao Lang murmured, and Wang Sen just smiled. There was no way, the quality of the Chinese people determined the views of foreigners.

This is an old-fashioned elevator built in the Soviet era, which follows the usual style of the Russians - simple, rough, so simple that it is almost like two steel cables hanging on an iron cage and running up and down. If you don’t have some courage, you really dare not take it.

Shangguan Yun walked into the elevator with a dark face, holding the iron railing tightly with both hands, for fear of being thrown out by the descending elevator.

The elevator rushed towards the black underground with the howling wind. Everyone listened to the hissing sound of the friction between steel and air, and their scalp suddenly rose. Wang Sen's hair was blown into pieces by the wind, but he could only grab the iron railing tightly. As long as he let go, he might be thrown horizontally by the elevator.

After thrilling thirty seconds, the elevator finally stopped, and everyone took a long breath. Andrev drew a cross on his chest, "Oh thank God Almighty, I survived again."

"So they are also afraid." Lao Lang smiled, and Wang Sen smiled. It seemed that everyone was afraid of death, including the nervous Russians.

After leaving the elevator, the scene in front of me became cheerful. The spacious tunnel was covered with white tiles, the walls were inlaid with incandescent light bulbs that could not be seen at first sight, and two pots of flowers were placed in the aisle. Unfortunately, it had already died because it was too long.

The more he walked inside, the hotter it became. Wang Sen took off his down jacket and held it in his hand. After all this trouble, Shangguan Yun was already out of breath and helped him forward. Wang Sen did not give up any chance to bury him. He turned around and rushed to Shangguan Yun with his middle finger, "Shangguan Yun, you have to take the elevator later. Can you hold on?"

Ah! You still have to take the elevator? Shangguan Yun's face turned green on the spot.

The bodyguard who was holding Shangguan Yun showed his fierce look and gently pulled out a bamboo spike more than a foot long from his cuff. Shangguan Yun waved his hand at him and signaled not to act rashly. Now is not the time, so he will act according to the opportunity.

Four members of the Tomahawk organization wearing Soviet military uniforms and black hoods walked up and blocked everyone's way. Andrev hurriedly took out a thick piece of information from his pocket and handed it to them. A man who seemed to be the leader opened the information bag, flipped through it one by one, finally nodded, tore off a note from the note and handed it to Andrev, indicating that they could pass.

Andrev held the note and felt like he had a treasure. He knew that this thing was a certificate of picking up the goods, so he could only take the goods written on the note. As for what was not on it, it meant that there was no goods in the warehouse.

Everyone followed Andrev and, under the surveillance of these four fully armed tomahawk members, came to an open underground square, which was half the size of a football field, and there were many silver-white metal doors next to it. I didn't know where to lead, nor did I know what secret was hidden inside.

More than a dozen gang members armed to the teeth came over and stopped everyone on the edge of the square. After a bald man took the notes from Andrev, he cleared his throat and read it loudly in Russian. Whenever he read a weapon, a metal door opened in response. He drove out a forklift from inside, held the goods loaded in boxes and placed them on the square, and then drove back.

"One Thousand AK47 Rifles!" The bald man shouted loudly in Russian, drove out the forklift from the metal door facing everyone, slowly came to the center of the square, put heavy wooden boxes on the ground, and then honked the horn, indicating that the task had been completed. The bald man whistled at the forklift, and the forklift slowly drove back.

"Five hundred thousand 7.62mm bullets." Another forklift drove out swayingly, putting the box on the ground, and a bang made everyone's feet tremble.

Soon the goods were all ready, and the bald man allowed Andrev and Shangguan Yun to inspect the goods. The others were still limited to the edge. The militants holding an94 were fierce in their faces, and they stared at these people with lone wolf-like eyes. Wang Sen even thought that if he really took another step forward, they would definitely shoot.

The goods were naturally fine. The gun bodies of those AK rifles were still wrapped in gun oil, and they looked the same as new. Shangguan Yun nodded and expressed satisfaction with the goods, "It's ready to pack."

The bald man blew two more whistles, and the silver-white ceiling above his head slowly opened. Two robotic hands stretched out from inside, grabbed a ruler flat-bottomed container and placed it on the ground. A forklift opened from a door that had never been opened just now, loading the goods into the container as much as possible. Finally, the container door was closed with a "slam", soldered to a dead end, and stamped it. The whole process was completed.

The robot hand above his head slowly lifted up and lifted the container into the air. A maz543 truck slowly drove out from another metal door. After loading the container, he opened the other metal door according to the pre-scheduled route and headed straight for Vladivostok Harbour.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly the iron door creaked, and another maz543 truck that was almost the same as the one just now drove out, pulling the same red container out from another opposite door. Everyone was stunned. Andrev explained with a smile, "There are potatoes in it, which are specially used to confuse customs personnel."

"You can go." The bald man said in English. The militants cooperated and raised the weapons in their hands to point them. Andlev hurriedly handed the bald man a cigarette. The bald man laughed loudly, punched Andrev hard on Andrev's chest, reached out to grab a thick stack of dollars from his clothes, and slapped it in his palm.

Andrev also smiled, took the Strickin automatic pistol handed over by the bald man, led a few people out of the tunnel, and headed straight for the port of Vladivostok.

"What should we do if we have bare hands?" Wang Sen asked Lao Lang secretly. Lao Lang put his index finger beside his mouth and made a gesture of silence. Wang Sen had to follow them, and supported the ski pole with both hands, but his mind was quickly calculating various possibilities.

The port of Vladivostok is busy, with huge icebreakers parked in the dock one by one, and the boom cranes placed the containers back and forth on the ship, and the whole process was carried out in an orderly manner.

There is a separate dock next to Pier 1, where three huge icebreakers were parked. Loaded trucks unloaded their cargo and drove away roaringly. This was just an inconspicuous dock, but it attracted Wang Sen's attention because he saw the bald guy he saw in the cave during the day. Although it was just a flash by, Wang Sen could guarantee that he was absolutely not wrong.

Of course, Wang Sen would not talk about this secret to Shangguan Yun, nor did he mention it to Lao Lang. Regarding Andrev, Wang Sen always believed that gangsters were the most unreliable. He just remembered the last position of the bald man, and followed everyone and walked towards a tavern next to the dock.
Chapter completed!