My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 111 Buying an Airplane?big aeroplane!

"I think there should be another round, guys." The driver's head poked out, and it was a boy about Thorpe's age.

Anatole was about to open the car door and get out when he heard an angry roar, "Damn it, you bastards!"

I saw Aunt Sophia, holding an RPG-7 rocket launcher, standing and blasting a cannonball into her house!
Damn, the roof is blown off by you.

Gao Jun was sweating a little on his forehead, and he turned his neck stiffly to look at Anatole, "Aunt Sophia...his shots are quite accurate."

"She used to serve in the anti-aircraft machine gun unit. Have you seen "The Dawns Here Are Quiet"? It was filmed in her unit."

There used to be [-] female soldiers in the Soviet Union. This number is undeniably the largest in the world. What's wrong with playing RPG?
breaking the law?
Anatoly pushed open the car door, walked over aggressively, roared loudly, and Thorpe on the armored reconnaissance vehicle was pulled down forcefully by his ears.

"The great Soviet fighters are not afraid of any challenge!" Thorpe shouted loudly, which made the eyes of the younger brother Ilyich and others who followed behind him shine and they admired them very much.

Gao Jun pushed open the car door, shielded the wind with his left hand, lit the fire with his right hand, raised his eyebrows, walked over, patted the BRDM amphibious armored reconnaissance vehicle, and squatted down to have a look. Faded, but overall still very nice.

"It's not that..." He closed his mouth and glanced at Thorpe. The other party winked at him vigorously. He must not let his father know that he sold it by himself.

"Boss, let's go in and see if there are any survivors?" Barnicles asked after taking the AKS-74U automatic rifle.

Gao Jun looked back at the house that was beaten like a dog, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he stood up on his knees. He sometimes squatted in Asia, shaking a little, and propped his fingers on the ground, "Forget it, let's retreat first."

"Where are you going?" Tonikov asked.

Gao Jun glanced at the other children who followed Thorpe, and grinned, "Gentlemen, which one of you would welcome me as a guest?"

Camp 202, in the office.

Diegoski leaned back in his chair, squinting, lost in thought.

beep~
The landline on the table made a sound, breaking his contemplation, his eyes focused, the cigarette in his hand flicked, and the ash fell on his pants, which made him get up and dust it off.

He looked at the cigarette butt angrily, and threw it on the ground. Although the ashtray was on the table, could there be anything more convenient than this?

Angrily, he grabbed the phone, and before he could speak, the person on the other side said something. Diegoski's expression was instantly ugly, and he was very emotional, "Damn, didn't you find him? Did you guys eat Yankee shit? idiot!"

"General, please calm down." The man opposite said in a deep voice, "We are more angry than you."

Diegoski's voice faltered and his face turned red.

"The people we sent over are all dead. You should contact him now and try to find out where they are from him. If possible, let him come to you again."

Diegoski felt that he was joking, and laughed angrily, "Do you think he will believe me? He already doubts me!"

"This is not what we need to do. What we want is his death." The man muffled, "I hope you can cooperate with us." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

Listen to the busy tone on the microphone.

Diegoski angrily smashed it on the table, grabbed it and threw it heavily on the ground, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Although angry, he still called the correspondent over and sent someone out to inquire about the whereabouts of Gao Jun and others.

Watching the correspondent leave, Diegoski stood at the door.

As if apologizing for his betrayal, "Yuri, there is always something in the world that is going to be eaten by another thing."

……

"Life is always a test. You can find a bitch for $200, and someone else can fuck her for $201." Gao Jun, who was sitting in the co-pilot, shook his head, "We are all prisoners, the so-called life Order is just a cage in your mind that keeps you from seeing clearly, just a small cog in a huge and ridiculous machine that anyone can get stuck in and snap off with force."

As he spoke, he opened the glass and threw the cigarette butt out.

"Hey, Yuri, there are children here, we need to be civilized." Anatole said while sitting in the back holding his youngest son Ilyich.

Gao Jun raised his head and glanced at them through the rearview mirror.

It's impossible to guess who betrayed this kind of thing.

He's a serious criminal, not a psychologist.

"Where are we going now? Really to Paldiski Harbor Base?"

"Is there a safer place than that? Those son-of-a-bitch politicians know that the only thing that can arrange the army is the sword of Damoscle hanging above their heads. This base is related to their interests."

"You are not a gentleman at all today, Mr. Uri."

"I'm sorry, Thorpe, but, fuck a gentleman, I'm in a frenzy right now."

Sophia and Anatole looked at each other and saw the worry in their eyes. The latter opened his mouth in a low voice, wanting to say something, but was held down by her husband.

The reconnaissance car in front honked its horn to remind the cars behind that there is no taillight, and if they stepped on the brakes, they might be rear-ended.

There are still guards at this base.

Maintaining the most basic operations, this kind of low requirements was almost a luxury in the late Soviet period, the combat effectiveness decreased rapidly, and the external strength was strong.

The sentry checked the pass and waved his hand to let him go.

The base was built near the port, and the air was very humid. There were soldiers patrolling with military dogs, and there were a lot of people coming and going.

It has been 60 years since the base was established in the 30s, but it looks like it is dying.

"What's that place?" Gao Jun suddenly asked, pointing to the towering buildings in the distance.

"That's a nuclear reactor." Thorpe acted as a tour guide, and said enthusiastically, "There are two places here, but you are not allowed to approach them. If you enter illegally, you will be killed on the spot. All we can do is this training base, Mr. Uri, Don't you have any ideas."

Why do you feel a little ready to move when you say this?
Are you trying to give me an idea?
You think too highly of me, this thing, if I dare to move, I will be found drowned in the bathtub tomorrow, and I will commit suicide.

The reconnaissance vehicle stopped in front of the administrative building, and Tonikov climbed out from the round hatch, followed by the child named Joseph.

Look, the second generation of officials is different.

Forehead…

The posture of falling out of the car is so chic.

When Gao Jun got out of the car, he saw a female major standing at the entrance of the administrative building. Her figure was uneven, but she had freckles. She was about 20 years old. When Joseph saw her, he shrank behind Tonikov in fear. Called softly, "Sister."

The female major glanced at him, glanced at everyone, and finally stayed on Gao Jun, "Mr. Yuri?"

When you come to someone's house as a guest, you naturally have to call to let us know.

Of course, the premise is that Scottis is allowed to take the first step and transfer the Lincoln car that was originally intended to be given to Diegoski here.

The best stepping stone, in addition to the background, is money, the third is education, and the fourth is ability.

"Hello." Gao Jun stretched out his hand and shook it.

"You can call me Nalin, General Zavodsk is waiting for you, please follow me." She said a few words to the officer next to her, signaling to take the others to rest.

This drags the mouth...

It looks really messed up.

However, it's not easy for Gao Jun to kick Sophia's family out of the car, right?
He can't do such a bad thing, he's a nice guy.

"Joseph, your English teacher is waiting for you, you have to go to class." Na Lin looked back at her brother and said.

Just as the other party was about to open her mouth, she said lightly, "Don't force me to hit you."

Little Joseph shrank his head immediately.

He still didn't dare to resist.

From the looks of it, he was beaten up since childhood.

Gao Jun took Tonikov and the two upstairs. On the stairs, he glanced at Nalin's buttocks from time to time, and quickly retracted his gaze. Along the way, he could see someone working in the office.

In the office deep in the corridor, I saw Zavodsk, a middle-aged man smoking a pipe.

Do you think you are a loving father with a pipe in your mouth?
Chances are you're Popeye.

"General." Nalin saluted stiffly.

Zavodsk stood by the window, turned his head, and smiled gently, "Thank you, Nalin, can you pour me a cup of coffee? Mr. Yuri, what do you need?"

Hearing the other party's casual tone, Gao Jun felt relieved, and said with a smile, "I'll have coffee, too."

Na Lin nodded expressionlessly, and when she walked out, she closed the door. Boss Gao looked at Tonikov and the two, and motioned them to wait outside.

In the office, there were only the two of them left.

"Sit down, I've heard your name..."

"Your baijiu is very good."

How thick-skinned Gao Jun is, he accepted the compliment and said, "I know that a large amount of living supplies are needed here, and I have prepared the first batch of 10 tons, and there will be more than 10 tons every month. Arrived at Tallinn Airport."

When Zavodsk heard this, he looked at him deeply, with something meaningful in his eyes.

Gao Jun just sits down and plays his cards just to attract the other party. In the fast-paced life now, not many people are willing to have trouble with you.

The whore and the President of the United States have the same time.

All are 24 hours.

The former came out to sell, and the latter also came out to sell, one for money and the other for tickets, all of which were deceitful.

Adults, what to talk about, talk about interests!
"In addition to drinks, we will also have cotton clothes, medical supplies, and various light industrial products, which can meet the basic requirements of Tallinn and even other countries in the Baltic Sea."

The smile in the corner of Zavodsk's eyes was almost drooling.

"I know, Diegoski made a lot of money from you." He said with a smile, his tone became a little ambiguous when he changed the subject, "However, he made an internal call just now and asked us to help track down you."

"There may be some misunderstanding here."

"I heard that he has been in contact with Usoyan recently and he wants to go his way and transfer back to Moscow," Zavodsk said.

"But I heard that he wants to retire." Gao Jun said, but shrugged again, with a very indifferent look, "But I understand that what an adult says is no different from shit, giving up power for money , almost everyone in this world makes this mistake. Money is a giant mansion in Sarasota with a shelf life of only ten years. Power is an ancient stone building that can stand for hundreds of years. How could he give up? ?”

Who doesn't want to climb up?

When you hear rumors in your left ear, please turn your right ear up, maybe you can hear something different.

"Will you arrest me for him?"

"Of course not, I don't like the underworld." Zavodsk said with a smile, and changed his posture. "Aren't you sitting here to find me to solve the trouble?"

Gao Jun smiled, he didn't believe this at all.

"Harmony, has nothing to do with permanence or eternity, but with different interests coming together, I give you what you need, you give me what I need, that's all, the troubles on Diegoski's side I will go myself Settle it, it's just our little disagreement."

Zavodsk looked at him, and Gao Jun smiled and blinked.

At this time, Nalin knocked on the door and came in with coffee, and put it on the coffee table.

"What do you need?" Zavodsk asked with his body sideways. He looked at Gao Jun, as if to see what excessive demands he could make, but judging by his posture, it seemed that it was too much.

"Does the Soviet Union have anything else besides weapons? I heard that two airlines in Estonia have gone bankrupt? If possible, I would like to go and see, thank you." The latter words were addressed to Na Lin.

The other party looked up at him and shook his head.

"Airline planes can't load missiles. I still have a few armed helicopters in my warehouse. I can sell them to you cheaply. Besides, this is a naval base. Don't you think about warships? There are quite a few of them on the sea." Benefit."

"I can't afford a submarine..."

This is too much for him, even if it is a conventional submarine, it costs more than hundreds of millions of dollars. Do you think Gao Jun is like a person with this kind of worth?
Even the local tyrants in Mexico made this submarine by themselves, and most of them were "roughly made", so they didn't dare to go deep into the water for short-distance transportation, for fear that the cargo would be flooded by then, and they would have to die. .

These submarines are not necessarily expensive.

What is a submarine?For many people, a submarine that can sail underwater is called a submarine, just like the light aircraft carrier during World War II. That shit is also called an aircraft carrier?
One shot of RPG should be able to break it!Times are different, though, purely as a joke.

“那就鹳”级重型气垫船？满载排水量：298吨，装载能力为80吨，可装载4辆轻型坦克加上50名士兵，或2辆中型坦克加上200名士兵，或3辆装甲人员输送车加上100名士兵。”

"Four 30mm/65 (two pairs) AK630 close-in anti-aircraft guns, each with six barrels of ammunition; the shooting speed is 3000 rounds per minute, and the range is 2 kilometers. It may be difficult for warships, but it is enough to bully and bully fishermen. 70 The driving speed at knots is enough to outperform [-]% of the ships on the sea.”

"Originally there were two ships in the base, and I sold one of them. The buyer resold it to a Somali. I heard that they made $200 million in the process." Zavodsk is a bit exaggerated. Is his expression still very vivid? If it weren't for the old fritter sitting across from him, all young people would have been fooled by him.

Bragging, you can't brag too hard.

Gao Jun felt that he had been insulted.

Can the Somali use this thing?

What are they going to do?
Going to war with the Mongolian Navy?

The official price of the military hovercraft is not cheap, and the specific targets are relatively rare, so it is not very easy to sell.

"I don't really need it right now. I need these weapons right now." Gao Jun took out the written order from his pocket and handed it over.

RPG-7 topped the list.

"I have 10 tons of supplies at the airport, if you can get the above, these belong to you."

"I have no reason to say no." Zavodsk put the order on the table and pressed it with an ashtray. "I will take care of everything, as long as you need it."

"Thank you, I almost thought my goods would be unsalable at the airport."

Zavodsk joked, "Don't worry, there is no bottle of liquor here to go back." He turned his head and asked his daughter, "Is the cafeteria ready for lunch?"

Nalin looked at her watch and nodded.

"Yuri, let's go, I'll take you to taste the food at the submarine base."

Gao Jun was also very curious. Following him downstairs, he saw the occasional company of soldiers walking towards the cafeteria, and smelled the fragrance not far away.

The food at the base is not bad, at least there is a basic guarantee, and we also saw braised pork, although each person can only get a small bowl.

It should only be two or three dollars.

But that's good enough for a society that's starving as a whole.

"Hey man, why are there only so many spots today?"

As soon as I walked in, I heard roaring.

An officer grabbed the soldier's collar and held a small cup of liquid in his hand. The latter turned pale with fright, "The logistics department has reduced alcohol rations starting today. Officers can only receive 30ML a day. .”

"Damn it, my dog ​​has to drink 500ml a day!" The officer cursed angrily, thinking that the cooking team had stolen the food, so he took out a pistol, held the opponent's forehead, and demanded that he hand over the "deducted" food.

The cooking soldier was so frightened that two groups fought.

Where can he find it?
"Chkalov, put down the gun, what are you doing!" Zavodsk stood at the door and shouted angrily, his voice could be heard in the whole cafeteria, he hurried over and pushed him down shoulders.

He still has prestige in the base. Seeing him, the officer with the gun let go of his hand in a muffled voice. The main thing is that he didn't drink.

"General, he embezzled my wine."

"No, no, the logistics department got so much today." The cooking soldier hurriedly explained.

"I know about this. The logistics department has called me." Zavodsk said, "The supply will be cut off slowly."

This made everyone in the cafeteria discuss for a while.

The West can live without YLSL, but the Soviets can't live without alcohol!

Seeing the people getting excited, Zavodsk raised his hand calmly and said to them, "But don't worry, I have already contacted a winery owner, Mr. Yuri, and he will provide us with drinks. "

As he spoke, he glanced at Gao Jun behind him.

Boss Gao was immediately put on the fire and roasted. The Soviets looked at him eagerly. If you give them an answer that they are not satisfied with, do you think he will be torn to pieces?
Zavodsk's conspiracy is overt, so I'm not afraid that Gao Jun won't sell him things, so it's a good way to draw salary from the bottom of the pot.

Gao Jun looked at each other with a flash in his eyes, do you want to play?
Of course you can!
He walked to an empty table, "Gentlemen! General Zavodsk is right. I am from China. We are Davarishi who are connected by blood. We once defeated the demons who tried to rule the world together. We fought Invincible!"

"Maybe you are suffering from difficulties now, but please believe that I will always help you. I have brought a lot of supplies. I am willing to donate 500 kilograms of liquor and 1 alcohol cans."

As soon as the words fell, the Soviets below cheered excitedly.

Gao Jun looked like a person who was held by the stars, he put his hips on his hips and smiled, "Of course, I also know that everyone's difficulties, so that everyone can taste them, I and General Zavodsk An event is launched, 1 round of any bullet can be exchanged for 5ml liquor!"

It's a fucking...entrepreneur.

One ton is approximately 1100 liters, which is about 1100000 milliliters, and one ton can exchange 22 rounds of bullets.

This looks like a lot, but think about it, you have 10 bullets in your magazine, and you have no place to use them. Would you change them for something that is useful to you?

It's not a one-person job. There are more than [-] people in the entire base.

22 rounds of ammunition, I sell it cheaper, 50 cents, 11 dollars... (Nicolas Cage smiles gip!)
Most importantly, if you sell bullets, will you not sell guns?
hey hey hey...

If you want to drag me into the river, I will drag you into the sea.

Gao Jun looked at Zavodsk, his expression was very stiff, and he didn't expect him to be so bold.

"General, is it true?"

"General..."

In the face of the soldiers' inquiries, Zavodsk was a little overwhelmed. If it was last year, he would definitely pull Gao Jun down, but this year the situation is different, and there is one news every day.

On June 6.12 last year, Da Mao, the largest franchise country, had already started talking about the separation of the family. Even the title deed "National Declaration" was brought out, and the leading brother was about to run away. What is this organization doing?
Break up early, you go back to your quicksand river, I will go to my Miss Gao.

Zavodsk was notified more than once by the Estonian government to shut down the nuclear reactor, but he couldn't sign it. The logistics department reduced the rationing because the local government was too lazy to cooperate.

Damn it, rotten cabbage, if you like it, don't eat it, get out of here!

It's time to run out of fuel.

Of course, many people come to cooperate with you, but you know, the submarine base sells submarines?How many people can afford it?Those who can afford submarines are at the national level.

Those high-level players have already noticed that Mao Xiong is going to die, and they are all waiting to be divided up afterwards.

Who would come to be taken advantage of at this time?
If you're dead, eat something from the house, isn't it good?

Don't think too much about the other hooligans. When Brother Ah San applied to join the small group, he suffered a lot. He was played by several of them in turns. In this world, profit is eternal.

Zavodsk forced a smile, "Of course."

Everyone in the canteen, from officers to soldiers, cheered.

As long as the drinks are kept on, it's not a problem.

They couldn't wait to rush forward and untied the bullets on the table.

"Don't worry, gentlemen, after two o'clock in the afternoon, a separate office will be set up, and you can exchange them at that time." Gao Jun hastily appeased them, and finally let the Soviets shut up their complaints.

The trousers were all crumpled when I got off the table.

"Mr. Yuri, you are not in line with the rules." Zavodsk said with a serious expression.

"Rules are dead, people are alive, we can't be fixed by inherent thoughts, can't we?" He lowered his voice and said with a smile, "Here, we don't have much time."

Zavodsk's eyes flickered, looking at the other party, his mind was running fast. He knew Yuri, but he didn't know his background. The batch of goods he brought last time made Diegoski full. There are also connections in Moscow.

Logically speaking, they would be good partners, but I don't know that Diegoski's brain was so cramped that he broke up with him?

Is it...

Does he dislike too many clients?

This allowed Zavodsk, who had been shrinking in the submarine training base, to take advantage of him. He was very jealous.

Can you imagine?
At the end of the Soviet Union, arms dealers were the most popular, but the Soviet Union had more than [-] million troops, and a division commander might not be able to get a person in his turn. The high-level officials were busy doing large-scale trade, like Zavodsk Those who are "assigned" to a distant place can only rely on themselves.

Before the disintegration of the Soviet Union, there were more than 45000 nuclear weapons, 15 tanks and armored vehicles, 5 cannons, and 8000 first-tier fighters at that time.

1990年，空军有15架图160白天鹅战略轰炸机，160架图95战略轰炸机，330架图22战略轰炸机，200架图16轰炸机，100架米格21，595架米格23，90架苏27，540架米格29，670架苏17，980架苏24战斗轰炸机，340架苏25攻击机……

Is it sold out?

Even if all the war zones in the world are integrated, it won't take that much.

In the warehouse, there are piles of steel.

If you don't sell it, the price will be reduced.

"This is a check for [-] yuan. I personally sponsored it. Of course it's in US dollars, not rubles." Gao Jun squeezed his orchid fingers with a check in the middle, and handed it over. "It can be exchanged at any bank in the United States."

Zavodsk smiled, and he took it casually, "You are too polite, Yuri, don't be so polite next time, just treat this place as your own home, don't worry, here, I still have the final say."

A Lincoln car just now, and now it costs US dollars, I feel embarrassed.

"Thank you." Gao Jun took his hand back, and a group of people walked into the officer's room with a smile, and there was a small stove inside.

...

At one o'clock in the afternoon, an empty warehouse was sorted out, and Zavodsk directly sent a guard company to the airport to bring over two tons of liquor. These were Manager Yang's goods, not medical alcohol.

In order to ensure safety, a guard company was also stationed there to prevent Diegoski from sending someone to snatch it.

Don't think there isn't.

Damao's family has already collapsed economically to the point of raising the flag, let alone in remote Estonia. The documents piled up every day in the KGB headquarters keep the agents busy. Who cares?
When the liquor arrived, there were Soviet soldiers watching everywhere, and some even gave a military salute. For them, this was their comrade-in-arms.

As soon as the goods were unloaded, people lined up in front of the warehouse, and the military police had to come out to maintain order.

The first person in line was a soldier with the rank of sergeant. He held the table tightly with both hands, and let the people behind him be crowded, and he remained motionless.

Zavodsk arranged for several educated officers to help, and they were also paid. Gao Jun promised them that they could get 3 liters of liquor and 20 dollars for each of them when they were done.

After entering 1991, the exchange rate of rubles to US dollars was 1 US dollar = 69.6693, and it even exceeded 72 in Estonia.

After the disintegration of the Soviet Union in 1991, the ruble's official exchange rate has dropped to 1 rubles per US dollar...

No wonder Brother Ah San borrowed 140 billion rubles and was almost beaten to death when he came back to pay back so much money.

20 dollars is considered a high salary.

"Where's your stuff?" the military officer sitting across the table asked.

The sergeant was busy taking out bullets one by one from his pockets, and carefully placed them on the table.

Someone next to you will help you count.

"30 bullets, a total of 150ml liquor."

The bullets are divided into models, but the price is not divided. They are purchased uniformly, and the bullets are put away. Someone will classify them specially. There are several large boxes in the warehouse. Makarov bullets are placed here, and AK series bullets are placed there.

are not the same.

"Wait, I still have a weapon." The sergeant heard 150ml, his eyes lit up, and he handed over an SPP-1 pistol, "How much is this worth?"

Watching eagerly.

"Hey, Maxim, have you sold all your guns?" A familiar soldier shouted from behind.

The sergeant turned his head and glanced, but didn't answer. He looked at the officer behind the desk, and saw that the officer pulled out a piece of paper from the space below. It was densely written with firearms and weapons, from Makarov to BS-1 silencer grenade. Launchers, even sniper rifles.

"160ml, do you want to change it?"

"So little?" The sergeant asked with a frown.

The officer didn't care about this and asked again. "Change?"

"Change!"

"It's 310ml in total, weigh it for him."

"Did you bring a cup?" The officer looked at it and said.

The sergeant shook his head blankly, "No."

"Then use a plastic bag, but it needs to be reduced by 10ml. This is the usage fee." The officer waved his hand, "Go ahead and wait, next one."

When the sergeant heard it, my good guy, you still deduct it for me?Almost furious, the Soviets are not very good tempered, but just about to flip the table, the gendarme looked over.

He could only walk to the side resentfully, and had to keep a close eye on it, not to let those people waste any more. The moment the baijiu was pried open, the scent permeated the entire camp.

Everyone felt the saliva running around in their tongues, watching eagerly, urging the front to hurry up.

"It looks like we need to add another warehouse."

Looking down from the office, Gao Jun said with a smile, Zavodsk stood beside him and nodded, "I'll let Nalin arrange it."

Looking at the liquor that had been scooped away, he felt pain in his flesh.

"Don't worry, general, with just one phone call, as long as the airspace is not blocked, as many goods as you need can be delivered. I have a large winery in the United States, and I can produce continuously."

"Yuri, don't worry, as long as you have the goods, I can unblock the airspace with a phone call. At noon, I have already contacted people. My friends, I am very grateful for your goods and you." interest."

Zavodsk is not alone. Since the [-]s, many remote places have begun to sell officials and nobles. There are bastards everywhere, and wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes and speculators. They get together ,Benefit.

In the past, this was called an organization, the bigger one was called a chaebol, and the bigger one was called a country.

The small group in Zavodsk includes a senior local government official in Estonia, an air force general, and a Latvian navy general.

Intricate, you have me, I have you, and his daughter Nalin has also been betrothed to the son of a high-ranking Moscow official.

Political marriage is a strong alliance.

Marrying a poor person is called submarriage, there is no benefit to it, and you have to pay back, who will do it?
Those who rely on their wives to get rich may have poor boys, but they are capable first, and if they are not capable, who will look at you?
And I heard that Zavodsk's background and Diegoski's background are not very good for each other, so their private friendship is not very good.

These are the information that Tonikov asked the local GRU.

There is also an investigation department in Estonia, which is mainly responsible for the opposite Sweden and Denmark.

However, when the military expenses are allocated every year, they are deducted again and again. Whether they can support their families is a problem. Coupled with the collapse of the internal economy, almost everyone is engaged in part-time jobs.

Private detectives, private intelligence, armed debt collectors.

They can all be produced, as long as they don't sell national information, the higher level will not care about it, and even if they sell it, someone has to take care of it.

100 US dollars + 50 kilograms of pork, these news are about to arrive.

Seeing Tonikov's generosity, many GRU members even privately wished to hang out with him.

It is very common for ordinary employees to fend for themselves.

"Then when will we have a meal?" Gao Jun said with a smile, "Let me arrange it so that someone can buy some ingredients from the opposite side (Sweden), what do you think?"

Zavodsk said happily, "This is the best, I will be responsible for contacting them."

"By the way, I contacted Tallinn Air for you at noon, are you going to check it later?" He turned around and said.

Gao Jun looked at his watch, "It's still early, go and have a look."

"Okay, Nalin, go and arrange a car." Zavodsk said to the daughter at the door, who responded and ran downstairs to make arrangements.

"Nalin is very capable." Gao Jun boasted.

"Yes, it would be better if she were a boy, she would be better than Joseph."

Patriarchal thinking is not unique to Asia.

Ten minutes later, the two went downstairs. In order to ensure safety, two GAZ-3937 multi-purpose off-road vehicles and one BRDM-2 amphibious reconnaissance vehicle were in the front and rear.

Still sneaking around?
The one in the TV series, in order to transport, it is almost the brains of the screenwriter to take the small road, and it is not grand at all. (When the author of the dog was transporting ammunition, there were armored vehicles on the front, back, left, and right sides, and the bullets were loaded. Look who is going to grab it? The shit is all gone for you.)
With this kind of firepower configuration, even the special forces will have to rush to the street.

"Tallinn Air has filed for bankruptcy. It was originally the largest airline in Estonia. It originally had 3 Il-62s, 2 Yak-40s and 22 An-[-]... Since last year, it has gradually decreased, and the planes have been mortgaged to the state. The banks, trying to raise money to save the company, all failed."

Zavodsk sat in the Lincoln car and handed him the collected documents and information, "They are very sad now, maybe they can get it at a lower price."

Gao Jun opened his eyes and saw many photos, including Il-62 from the front to the side. When he heard his words, he raised his head and his eyes flashed, "Lower price?"

The character of a country is judged not only by what kind of people it has cultivated, but also by what kind of people its people choose to pay tribute to and cherish.

"The whole country is selling out recklessly. No one's morals are noble. Maybe add 1 dollar more, and you will become the straw that crushes him. Latvia once sold an Il-62 to a steel factory. The scrap iron The price, you can try to be a little higher than scrap iron.”

"If you can satisfy him, you can try to acquire this company. They have complete qualifications and often travel to and from New York." Zavodsk looked at him and said.

buy it? !

Gao Jun was also shocked by this sentence.

"If you have your own plane, it should be safer and more convenient to transport goods." Zavodsk continued.

That's true.

It cost me 20 yuan to charter a plane from the United States, and 40 yuan for two planes. But if I had my own plane, based on 100 tons of aviation fuel, the average price in 1990 was 400 US dollars per ton, which was only 2022 to 3782 US dollars. (In 2500, the civil aviation standard: general civil aviation fuel aircraft is 4000 yuan per ton, and aviation fuel is generally [-]-[-] yuan per ton, using RMB.)
That being said, it's quite a difference.

Of course, the premise is to buy a plane. (Readers, you have one piece, I have one yuan, take me on the plane).

"I'll help you lower the price."

Zavodsk looked at Gao Jun and said bluntly.

"Thank you then. If his price is right, I will consider it."

Tallinn Aviation Airport is 40 kilometers north of the base and 60 kilometers away from Tallinn. It is considered a relatively suburban area, and it took more than half an hour to arrive.

The sky has already started to snow!
When he got off the car, Gao Jun looked up at the sky. It was smoggy, and he saw the leader coming to greet him at the gate of the headquarters airport.

Tallinn Air has ceased operations and has pulled all its planes here, but another airline's planes are also parked here, as well as some retired Air Force models.

Compared with the Weiss Montan Air Force Base nicknamed "Aircraft Cemetery", the scale is of course much different, but it is still very shocking for some people who have never seen the "scene".

For example, Boss Gao.

He saw a Tu-42330 aircraft numbered USSR-104 at a glance, and he was not very happy. Instead... stay aside, don't be contaminated by bad luck.

On February 1981, 2, a Tu-7A passenger plane crashed into the runway just after taking off from the Pushkin military airport near St. Petersburg, killing all 104 people on board.What is even more shocking is that among the victims were 52 naval generals and an army general, including the head of the Pacific Fleet, as well as other core leaders of the Pacific Fleet.The huge former Soviet Union's Pacific Fleet fell into a leaderless situation for a while.

The serial number of that plane is: USSR-42332, not much different from this one, there must be bad luck, stay away, don't crash the plane at that time.

"welcome!"

As soon as they came down, a middle-aged man with glasses walked over at the door, and he excitedly held the hands of Gao Jun and the others.

I cried so much...

Do you want to be so moved?
This is not good for Gao Jun to bargain.

He still intends to make a good use of it later.

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