Rebirth of Chen An Chapter 117: A Rich Harvest (3)

After seeing what Chen An took out of his backpack, Ivanov's eye twitched. "Honey, where did you get this?"
Chen An held a pistol in his hand, banged a few shots towards the door lock, and then kicked the door open easily.
Dispersing the smoke from the muzzle, Chen An put the gun back and grinned at Ivanov with a malicious smile, "You put this one on the ship."
As an arms dealer, could Ivanov go to sea unarmed? Of course not. He thought his weapon was well hidden but did not expect it to be found by Chen An long ago.
At the thought that Chen An had already found the weapon, Ivanov felt a chill in his spine. He was glad that they had encountered lots of problems on board the stormy night. Otherwise, he would have been shot dead by the old fox in the middle of the night and thrown into the sea to feed the fish.
"Hey, honey, wait for me."
Seeing Chen An had walked in, Ivanov quickly followed up.
The house was very clean, completely free from the kind of rags and desolation found on abandoned Soviet islands. As Chen An said, rich Americans had a "fine tradition" of leaving a lot of things after arriving at one place.
In battlefields such as Afghanistan, American troops would leave behind the bases they had built and a large number of weapons when they withdrew. Although it cost money to re-purchase supplies, it was much lower than the cost of evacuating them.
This place evoked the memories of Chen An. In the nineties of the last century, he once made a fortune on the weapons left behind by the U.S. army. The guns left behind by them piled up in a large warehouse. So the local people did not sell guns one by one but sold them by weight as selling potatoes.
"These guys really know how to have fun." Ivanov came to the soldier's dormitory and found there was not only a whirlpool but also a sauna room in the bathroom.
In addition, there were all kinds of facilities including gym and entertainment. Several boxes contained clean spare bedding, as well as various cans that had not expired.
Just like a treasure adventure, Chen An and Ivanov wandered around the base and found all kinds of useful things. The complete facilities could ensure that the U.S. army could restart as fast as possible when they needed to return this place.
"These damned Americans are enjoying the resources of the world."
Ivanov certainly had a strong interest relationship with the United States, but as a Russian, he hated the United States, who caused the disintegration of the Soviet Union.
Hearing Ivanov's incessant curses against the United States, Chen An laughed, "Go and see if there is any diesel."
This time they were not disappointed. They found a large jar of diesel oil in the room, which was enough to fill their sailing ship. Besides, they also found some bottled purified water. However, it was a laborious job to transport all these back to the ship.
"It's going to rain. We'll come back tomorrow. Let's go back to think about how we can transport these supplies tomorrow." Ivanov looked at the overcast sky outside the house. It looked like a storm was coming.