Courtyard House: First, kill the hypocrites, leave none alive.

"Feiji Ming," Uncle Quan said, looking at his top henchman, "take a few smart guys and check the surrounding streets tonight. See if anything unusual is happening, like any unfamiliar vehicles parked, anyone carrying heavy cargo, or any other unusual activity. Also... find out if anyone in the underworld is particularly short of money lately, or if anyone has the ability and guts to do this job."

Fei Jiming nodded: "Understood, Uncle Quan. But... Uncle Quan, do you think it could be a mole?"

Uncle Quan's eyes darkened: "We can't rule it out. But even if it's an inside job, how could a dozen boxes of goods be moved right under our noses in just a few minutes? Unless... someone's doing it for him!"

He rubbed his throbbing temples: "Also, ask Master He... if there's been anything unusual lately. I'm not suspicious of him, but it's always good to be cautious."

Fei Jiming was startled. Had Uncle Quan begun to suspect his fellow disciple, Master He? Although their relationship had always been delicate, directly stealing the other's core valuables... that was a different matter altogether.

"I know what to do," Fei Jiming replied and quickly left the office.

Only Uncle Quan and the trembling accountant remained in the office.

Uncle Quan gave him a disgusted look: "Get out! You're not allowed to leave the dock without my permission! If it's found that you're involved, you know the consequences!"

The accountant scrambled out of the room.

Uncle Quan sat alone in his office, lit a new cigar, and took several deep drags. The thick smoke couldn't dispel the gloom and anger in his heart.

The loss is too great.

It's not just the value of those dozen or so boxes of weapons (roughly estimated at tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars), but more importantly, the loss of security and the blow to prestige.

His docks have always been known for their tight security, making them an ideal transit point for smuggling. Now that this has happened, who would dare entrust valuable goods to him in the future? What will the gang's elders think of his abilities? Will his men feel that following him is a dead-end job?

The case must be solved as soon as possible, the goods recovered, and the thieves severely punished! We must use the most brutal methods to save face!

He walked to the window and opened it. The night wind carried the smell of the sea, and the dock was brightly lit and noisy. Sang Gou and his men were searching and questioning like headless flies, which made the workers who were loading and unloading other goods complain, but they dared not speak out because of Uncle Quan's power.

The entire dock was in chaos.

Uncle Quan's gaze grew increasingly cold as he looked at the chaos.

You dare to steal from me, Deng Yongquan... No matter who you are or what you're capable of, I will dig you out and tear you to pieces!

Just as Uncle Quan was burning with anger and chaos erupted at the dock.

In a small room on the third floor of 132 Fuk Wing Street, Sham Shui Po, Chen Feng had already put away the two open ammunition boxes. His 15-cubic-meter personal space, packed with 13 boxes of weapons, still had some room to move around.

He sat on the living room floor mat, his consciousness sinking back into the system interface as he carefully studied the [Marching Backpack Module].

Current system points: 5 points

He only had 5 points left. But he now had real weapons in hand, so he wasn't in a hurry to exchange them. He was more concerned about the other functions of this module, and... how to convert the physical ammunition in his hands into system points, or directly "exchange" them for more special items in the module's list.

He tried to "touch" a box of 9mm pistol bullets in the space with his consciousness, thinking about "exchanging for points" or "handing them over to the system".

No response.

He tried to concentrate, thinking, "Open the system exchange interface and exchange physical ammunition."

Still silent.

It seems the system only recognizes the act of "acquiring" an item to determine its value and award points, and doesn't support actively "selling" existing items to the system for points. Or perhaps there are other ways to "hand over" items that he hasn't discovered yet?

This is a bit troublesome. It means that unless he uses up the weapons he has or disposes of them through other channels, he can't directly convert them into system points to exchange for special items like grenades and smoke bombs.

However, something is better than nothing. Moreover, physical ammunition has its advantages.

He put aside this question for the time being and began to plan how to use these 5 system points.

Pistol ammunition is currently sufficient (there are captured 9mm rounds, although they are not interchangeable with the 7.62mm Tokarev rounds used in the Type 54 rifle, but at least they are bullets). Submachine gun ammunition is also plentiful (several whole boxes of 7.62mm rifle ammunition). The .38 caliber revolver ammunition is currently adequate.

So, these 5 points might be used to exchange for something that we don't currently have but could be very useful.

Chen Feng's gaze swept over the list.

【M18 Smoke Grenade (Colored Smoke): 8 System Points/Grenade】—Too expensive, can't afford it.

[Standard Military First Aid Kit (Intermediate): 15 System Points] - Also expensive.

[Individual soldier rations (3 days): 5 system points] - This is worth considering; it can be used in emergencies and is not conspicuous.

[Multi-functional Saber: 8 System Points] - Not needed for now.

Finally, his gaze fell on something he hadn't paid much attention to before, something that was relatively inexpensive:

[Basic Tactical Equipment Set (Simplified)]: 5 System Points.

[Includes: 1 pair of black tactical gloves, 1 multi-functional tactical belt, 1 portable water bottle sleeve, and 1 empty basic medical kit. Note: Items have a distressed finish to match the historical period.]

Tactical gloves provide slip resistance, protect hands, and prevent fingerprints. Multi-functional belts make it easier to carry pistols, magazines, knives, etc. Water bottle sleeves and medical pouches, though simple, enhance self-sufficiency during field operations or emergency evacuations.

And only 5 points are needed, which is just right.

Most importantly, these items look very "professional," but after being systematically aged, they may appear to others as just some special work safety supplies or old military items found at a flea market, and will not arouse much suspicion.

It is it.

With a thought, Chen Feng chose to exchange for the [Basic Tactical Equipment Set (Simplified)].

[Consumes 5 system points.]

The item has been delivered to your personal storage space.

His consciousness sank into the space, and sure enough, next to the ammunition boxes, there was an inconspicuous, neatly folded small package. He took it out, placed it on the ground, and opened it.

Inside was a pair of worn black leather gloves with anti-slip textured fingers; a sturdy dark brown canvas belt with several metal rings and hooks; a similarly worn military green water bottle sleeve, which was empty; and a flat, empty canvas medical bag that could be strapped to the leg.

The materials are solid and the design is practical, but there are obvious signs of use and an aged look, making them look like they came from a flea market or from a veteran, and they are quite unremarkable.