Chapter 866: This Wanted Poster Looks So Familiar!

In the Middle East, at a port somewhere.

A cargo ship was docked at the port, currently loading and unloading.

However, just at this moment, a roaring sound rang out. Looking at the Apache armed helicopter streaking across the sky, the people who had arrived immediately roared, "Quick, hide, quick!"

However, before they could hide, the armed helicopter opened fire.

Watching the bullets falling continuously like a torrential rain, the Krieg soldiers responsible for the escort silently took out their phones and began to dial.

On a flight, Zhang Cheng was leisurely covering himself with a magazine to sleep, but just at this moment, the phone rang.

Picking up the phone, Zhang Cheng looked at the caller ID and said, "What's the situation? Krieg is calling me?"

However, just as Zhang Cheng connected, the flight attendant walking by smiled and said, "Sir, hello, the plane is about to take off. Could you please turn off your phone?"

"Alright, I'll turn it off immediately!"

Picking up the phone, Zhang Cheng listened to the chaotic gunfire inside and immediately roared angrily, "What are you idiots doing? Counterattack! I sent you to deliver goods, and you're either talking about wind or rain. It's been a month, the ship is about to sink, I'll send you to a South Asian bar to dance!"

"Beep!"

The phone hung up, and Zhang Cheng looked at the flight attendant beside him and said, "Did you hear anything?"

"No, didn't hear anything!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a face full of fear, the flight attendant left with cold sweat dripping.

However, looking at Zhang Cheng, Da Kang asked, "Brother Cheng, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, just that the ship was attacked. I told them to solve it themselves!"

Speaking indifferently, Zhang Cheng continued to cover himself with the magazine to sleep, because Krieg could solve most problems. If they couldn't solve them, they would choose to take the initiative and attack.

Because in Krieg's dictionary, it's either you beat me to death, or I beat you to death!

Looking at the phone, Krieg turned his head with a calm face, then picked up the whistle hanging in front of his chest.

"Beep, beep, beep!"

A sharp whistle rang out, and on the originally chaotic cargo ship, a group of people wearing black coats and gas masks immediately appeared.

"Rat-tat, rat-tat-tat!"

The wailing sound of gunfire rang out, and the Apache helicopter that had been firing wantonly began to turn into a fireball and fall.

Watching the armed helicopter crash into the sea, the US military immediately roared, "Counterattack, counterattack!"

"RPG, RPG!"

With a hysterical roar, another pilot began to howl.

"What the f***?"

Turning his head to look at the cargo ship, he saw a Krieg soldier carrying a rocket launcher and aiming.

"Tactical evasion, tactical evasion!"

But before he could finish his words, a Stinger missile had already been triggered.

"Whoosh!"

Flames accompanied the missile's tail fin as it surged, instantly coming toward the armed helicopter.

And just as the dodging Apache avoided it at the last second, it saw the Stinger missile make a turn in the air and hit it directly.

"It's a Stinger, a Stinger!"

With a hysterical roar, the US soldiers were completely panicked.

Because they never imagined that a small cargo ship would be equipped with such anti-aircraft missiles!

You have to know, the price of one Stinger missile is nearly 50,000 or so, but the Apache armed helicopter it hit cost as much as hundreds of millions of US dollars. This price comparison is simply like a Tiger-Crouching Cannon blowing up a destroyer.

However, just as the Apache turning into a fireball fell, more Stinger missiles locked onto the sky.

Accompanied by one wailing sound after another, all the US soldiers fell in despair.

Shocked to see this scene, Brahim, who had come to receive the goods, stood frozen on the spot and said, "Allah is above!"

In the capital, in a two-courtyard Sihe Academy.

When Zhang Cheng received the call from Brahim, he stood frozen on the spot, because he also didn't expect that Krieg would shoot down five or six Apache helicopters at once.

"Buddy, your subordinates are truly too powerful. Can you accept my employment?"

Speaking with surprise, Brahim couldn't help but feel excited on the phone.

And hearing Brahim's words, Zhang Cheng hurriedly refused, "Friend, it's not that I don't want to help you, but they are sometimes a bit hard to control, you understand?"

Explaining to Brahim, Zhang Cheng didn't want to let Krieg out, because this group of people, once they heard the whistle, were no different from lunatics.

Back then, five hundred people blew their whistles and hard-fought to take down a US military division base.

If Zhang Cheng hadn't reacted, they could have fought all the way from Incheon to Hancheng.

Krieg Death Korps: You chose this, idol!

Zhang Cheng:...

However, just a few days after this incident passed, Li Jianchang called him.

Listening to the voice on the phone, Zhang Cheng asked in confusion, "Brother Li? What did you say? I'm wanted?"

"It's not wanted, it's a bounty, three million US dollars. You guy, what exactly did you do in the Middle East?"

Speaking in disbelief, Li Jianchang was also extremely shocked at this moment.

Because he remembered that Zhang Cheng only sold gas canisters and pressure cookers, right? Why is there a bounty on him now?

Three million US dollars, that's over twenty million yuan?

"Huh? Did I do something wrong?"

Asking in confusion, Zhang Cheng was bewildered, because he didn't know what he had done either!

However, just as Zhang Cheng opened the website Li Jianchang gave him, he immediately saw his own photo on the CIA's site!

And this photo was actually from when he graduated from university!

Looking at the photo, Zhang Cheng hesitated for a long time and said, "Brother Li, this photo isn't very handsome. Can I request to change it?"

"Do you think the CIA is run by your family? You still want to change it?"

Speaking angrily, Li Jianchang couldn't help but scold him.

"I just sell gas canisters, this isn't illegal, right? Are they crazy?"

Speaking with annoyance, Zhang Cheng immediately complained.

And just as Zhang Cheng finished speaking, Li Jianchang immediately thought of one thing, which was what Wu Niu had mentioned before, and hurriedly asked, "Are your gas canisters large-sized 'no-conscience cannons'?"

"I don't know, I'm not aware, I don't understand."

Hearing Li Jianchang's words, Zhang Cheng hurriedly denied it three times, because if he dared to admit it, then the bounty matter would be explained.

"You kid, I really thought you were selling gas canisters, but it turns out you're making large-sized 'no-conscience cannons'. If you're not wanted, who is? You kid, be careful, don't run around blindly in the future, watch out for getting slaughtered!"

Speaking angrily, Li Jianchang was very annoyed, but he still cared about Zhang Cheng's safety.

Because who would have thought that a processing plant owner would be wanted for no reason!

And when the people in the district learned of this news, they were also full of confusion.

Because did they produce a talent in their jurisdiction? Selling a gas canister could get you wanted!

US Military: You think it's about the gas canisters, but you're not mentioning the pressure cooker landmines at all!

Zhang Cheng:...

In the Far East Building, Zhang Cheng sat in his office, looking at the wanted poster, and couldn't help but feel melancholy, "In this way, won't I be unable to borrow money from the Federal Reserve?"

However, once he thought about the Swiss Bank, Zhang Cheng felt much brighter. After all, there are thousands of banks in the world; if this one doesn't work, he can change!

Swiss Bank: Don't you come over here!

Federal Reserve: The opportunity to burn the granary with a fire dragon has been given to you, cherish it!

JPMorgan Chase:...

"Brother Cheng, I recently discovered a photo abroad that looks very familiar. Take a look, is this you? You're being hunted for three million?"

Coming to Zhang Cheng, Wu Niu asked with a face full of confusion.

However, when he saw Zhang Cheng's gloomy face, his mouth twitched and he said, "It wouldn't really be you, would it?"

"Hehe, this f***ing really is me!"

Looking at Wu Niu, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but stare at him, speechless.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 867 =====