bullyxtreme Chapter 969 Huge Ammunition Depot
Chapter 969 Huge Ammunition Depot
In the evening, Zhang Yunhe drove his car to a pizza shop in the city center, intending to have dinner there.
He drove around all afternoon and found that there were pizza shops everywhere. These pizza shops were like restaurants, and they could be seen almost everywhere on every street, especially on streets with high traffic, where there was one every few dozen meters.
Zhang Yunhe pushed open the door, the wind chimes rang, and when he walked into the pizza shop, he saw many people dressed in workers' clothes eating inside.
Zhang Yunhe turned his head and saw that all the seats by the window were full, so he found a table near the cashier counter and sat down.
A waitress wearing an apron approached with a pen and notebook and asked, "Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"
Zhang Yunhe turned his head and looked at the menu hanging above the cashier and said, "Give me a 12-inch beef and seafood pizza!"
"You want to eat a 12-inch meal by yourself? Are you sure? Milk, meat, sugar, and other food items are now distributed on a need-to-eat basis. If you can't finish it, you will be fined." The waitress seemed surprised because she noticed that although this customer was very tall, he didn't look like a particularly muscular man. Instead, he had a very well-proportioned figure, which didn't seem like someone with a large appetite.
Zhang Yunhe smiled and nodded: "Of course! By the way, do you have any wine here?"
"Only whiskey, brandy, and rum."
"Don't you have any red wine?" Zhang Yunhe asked.
The waitress shrugged and said, "No, our customers are mostly workers from nearby factories. They only appreciate hearty food. We don't sell much red wine!"
Zhang Yunhe gave the waitress a few pennies as a tip and said, "Alright then, give me another Chivas Regal!"
"Yes, sir!"
The prices of daily necessities here are quite low, which greatly surprised Zhang Yunhe. According to the waiter, prices have only increased by 20% from before the war to today, more than two years after the start of the war.
Although a rationing system was in place at the time, the authorities strictly controlled prices.
At this time, the British people were eating cheap, nutritious, and delicious food, and were much happier than the people of other countries affected by the war.
"Hey, why didn't you come home for dinner tonight?" Zhang Yunhe heard a bald worker at the next table ask his bearded colleague.
The bearded worker, eating pizza, said, "I have to go back to the ammunition depot at 7 p.m. to unload a batch of goods. I'm worried I won't have time to go back for dinner, so I'll just have some pizza here!"
"Is there a lot of cargo? How long will it take to unload?" the bald worker asked.
The bearded worker said, "It might take two hours to unload!"
He then sighed, “For two whole years, trains have been bringing munitions from all over the country to store here. The weapons and ammunition in the various factories inside those walls are piled up like mountains: 50 rifles and pistols, 7600 light machine guns, 2000 heavy machine guns, more than 800 tanks, more than 2500 artillery pieces, 10 billion rounds of ammunition, and more than 300 million shells. My God, as more and more weapons and ammunition continue to be shipped in from all over the country, the amount of munitions stored here will only increase.”
"This place has become a veritable powder keg. If something were to happen, the entire city could be blown to smithereens!"
The bald worker laughed and said, "That's not something you should worry about. Besides, if this place closes down, where will you find such a high-paying job?"
The bearded worker laughed after hearing this: "You're right!"
Zhang Yunhe, who was sitting next to the workers eating pizza and drinking whiskey, almost choked when he heard the conversation between the two workers behind him.
No wonder an infantry battalion was needed to guard this armory; it turns out the amount of munitions stored there was far beyond imagination.
In Zhang Yunhe's opinion, with such a large area and such a large arsenal, it would be too weak to use an infantry battalion to guard it. Such an important military location would be more than enough to be guarded by an infantry regiment.
After dinner, Zhang Yunhe left the pizza shop and drove to the side of the street, 3 kilometers away from the ammunition depot, and parked his car.
He dared not park his car too close to the ammunition depot, because after nightfall, soldiers patrolled the streets near the depot, and checkpoints were set up at several intersections leading to the depot to prevent pedestrians and vehicles from heading towards it.
He decided to wait until after midnight to take action. By then, even the workers who were supposed to unload the goods at night would probably have already gone home. Apart from the British soldiers on guard duty and patrols, there should be no other personnel in the ammunition depot.
He gave himself a mental suggestion to wake up precisely at midnight, and then fell asleep in the back seat.
At midnight, Zhang Yunhe woke up on time, checked his watch, and saw it was exactly 12 o'clock.
He first lit a cigarette, opened the car window, and sat in the car to smoke and try to wake himself up. After finishing the cigarette, he was no longer sleepy and felt refreshed.
He immediately donned his Ironblood gear, got out of the car, walked into a dark alley, retrieved the spaceship landing craft, and sat down.
This time, he planned to land the landing craft directly inside the ammunition depot's perimeter wall. After all, the wall and barbed wire were too high, and damaging the wall and barbed wire would easily alert the sentries and patrols. Once the garrison was alerted, things would become difficult.
This time, he didn't intend to kill anyone. He just wanted to quietly remove all the weapons and ammunition stored here, turning it into a suspenseful major case. If he killed someone, he might leave some clues.
The spacecraft landing craft slowly descended and stopped between the two buildings of the ammunition depot. After shutting down, Zhang Yunhe jumped out. At this moment, he heard the sound of an off-road vehicle engine. He turned his head and saw a military open-top off-road patrol vehicle driving towards him 400 meters away.
The headlights flickered slightly as the vehicle moved.
Under the scan of the Iron-Blooded Mask, Zhang Yunhe saw a driver, two soldiers with rifles, and a soldier in the back holding a heavy machine gun with both hands.
Seeing this, Zhang Yunhe couldn't help but sneer. Installing a heavy machine gun on a patrol car, in this kind of environment, if they really discovered an intruder, would they really dare to open fire? Weren't they afraid that the bullets would hit an ammunition box and cause an explosion?
With a thought, Zhang Yunhe stored the spaceship's landing craft in his backpack space and slowly retreated to the gate of a nearby factory.
The patrol car was traveling at a slow and steady speed. Because it was in stealth mode, the patrol soldiers on board did not notice anything unusual when the patrol car passed in front of Zhang Yunhe's warehouse.
Once the patrol car was gone, Zhang Yunhe reached out his tactical gloved hand and grabbed the large lock on the gate. With a burst of internal energy, the lock was instantly turned open. He took the unlocked lock, pushed open the gate, and slowly walked in. Stacks of neatly stacked ammunition boxes appeared before his eyes.