My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 118 Weigh him 23kg...money!

Beginning with the declaration of war by the United States.

This road is not easy to walk.

Gunshots and cannons can often be heard, especially near the border between Jordan and Iraq. This meeting point is very suitable for ambushes, but this place is the closest, and you can't pass it from Iraq.

Fortunately, however, nothing happened.

Silly Damu is now gearing up to challenge the United Nations Army one-on-one. Does he want to go back to the rabbit's old path?

There are conflicts between small countries and small countries. Once the United Nations mediates, the conflicts disappear.

There is a conflict between a small country and a big country. Once the United Nations mediates, the small country disappears.

There are conflicts between big countries and big countries. Once the United Nations mediates, the United Nations disappears.

Good luck to him.

The most important thing is that he will be called and beaten by the Security Council!
When passing through the "triangle of death", you will enter the territory of Kuwait. In fact, this country is not big, only 1.7 square kilometers. Because of its small size, Damu can occupy them in one day.

Because of the war, abandoned tanks and armored vehicles can be seen everywhere, and the Iraqis don't have much time to clean them up for you.

The place with a bigger fart is still divided into 6 provinces.

One kick of the accelerator and it went through.

However, I have to say that the roads in their country are quite smooth, and it is more comfortable to drive.

call out…

An F15 flew over the head at low altitude, glanced at the convoy below, each vehicle was wrapped with the flag of the United Nations, and the short-sighted pilot above knew it was his own.

"This is the 17th." Gao Jun stuck his head out of the window, glanced at him, spat, and said to Tonikov, "Why does this cigar smell like plastic?"

"No, I bought it at the airport. Could it be that it's a fake?" Tony, the co-pilot, hurriedly said, took out the cigar box, and read it carefully.

"Forget it, how far are we from Jabel Air Force Base?"

"We are taking a small road. According to intelligence, we have to go through the important town where the Iraqis are stationed ahead. If we want to bypass them, we will have to drive for at least 6 hours."

Gao Jun frowned, stretched out his hand, and signaled to take the map. A red line was drawn on it. Kuwait has no strategic depth. His road is very flat, which is one of the reasons why it can be pushed horizontally.

"We're going to meet the Iraqis anyway, right?"

Now there are more than [-] Iraqi soldiers in Kuwait.

Although the old American F15 is so arrogant in the sky, it is because the air strike has already bombed the opponent's air force base in Kuwait. This news was sent by the radio station.

The United Nations Army couldn't wait to announce its achievements.

If there are still Iraqis in the air...

The convoy with the UN flag below has been bombed long ago!
Silly Damu has gone crazy now, who cares who you are, I will die to you all!
"Detour!"

Gao Jun was still timid, and drew a circle on the city in front of him with his fingers, "Go around the desert from the left, I don't want to just get into the opponent's pocket like this."

Tonikov nodded, picked up the walkie-talkie and gave the order.

Most of the army is concentrated in the cities.

Mainly depends on luck.

As soon as the driver turned the steering wheel, he felt a thud, the tires sank, and other vehicles behind him hurriedly followed, disappearing into the long yellow sand.

"I feel sick when I see the desert now." Gao Jun stretched out his right hand out of the window, shook his head, and gestured for his eyes with his left hand, "I'm a bit visually tired."

As he spoke, he patted the can on his lap, sniffed it, and pretended to vomit.

"Boss, there's a Chinese restaurant in Kuwait City. I've eaten there before. There's a dish with a nice name. My hand ran through your black hair..." Boris said with a smile.

"What is that?" Tonikov was also curious.

"Kelp stewed pork trotters."

Gao Jun flew over the crow, stretched out his hand, scratched his buttocks, it was just a little itchy, "Are you sure he is still there now, and he hasn't been bombarded?"

Boris paused and shrugged, "Maybe..."

"Boss..." Tonikov said suddenly, "Maybe, we should think about whether we will be treated as food."

Gao Jun was startled, moved his head to the middle of the chair, shrunk his head, looked through the windshield, and saw a German BO105 helicopter flying overhead in the distance.

The painting painted in the colors of the Iraqi flag has already shown which wave the opponent is from.

"OMG!" Gao Jun said with a twitching corner of his mouth.

The opponent flew forward for a certain distance due to inertia. Boss Gao turned his head and saw it turned back.

"Fuck! He's back!" Boris' scalp tingled, he picked up the walkie-talkie, pressed the side button, "Dodge!"

da da da da da...

The RH202 machine gun tilts down in mid-air, with 20mm NATO standard ammunition, what the hell are you... enough to hit Gundam!
Even if it is not an armor-piercing projectile, the "weak" forehead on the top of the tank can be pierced, not to mention, a few ordinary convoys with zero protection, a tribal jeep running behind, were directly turned over to the ground, along the desert After paddling for a long time, it rolled a few times, and then a ball of flames rose up, enveloping the entire jeep.

You can almost hear the cheers of the driver.

"Evgeny, hold the steering wheel well!" Boris, the co-pilot, held an RPK light machine gun, stuffed a drum with a magazine, stretched his head out of the skylight, and fired at the helicopter.

Helicopter glass is rarely bulletproof, and a bullet hits the glass and passes through it in one go.

"Damn it, I was shot!" The member of the second seat on the helicopter yelled while clutching his shoulder.

The driver glanced at him, gritted his teeth, put down the "Tao" anti-tank missile, and fired at Gao Jun's vehicle.

"Missile!" Boris roared.

Yevgeny, who was driving, saw the incoming missile from the side mirror. His whole body was numb, his scalp was buzzing, and he called out in a low voice, "Sit still!"

I slammed on the accelerator, changed the gear, and turned the steering wheel to the left forcefully, and I saw the Toyota Jeep BJ making a 420° high-intensity rotation on the spot.

Boris, who was still stuck outside, almost flew out. Fortunately, the experienced Tonikov hugged his leg, so he was not thrown out. However, the man was hit repeatedly in the narrow skylight, and his ribs hurt badly.

Gao Jun and the others escaped, but a transport vehicle in front was not so lucky, and was "kissed" directly to the heels. After the huge explosion...

Broken in two and burning.

"If this continues, a helicopter can kill us!" Gao Jun's ears were beeping, and he spoke with a higher pitch.

He swears!
Next time you come, you must get an armed pickup truck to deliver.

Put a machine gun in the back, how dare you fly in mid-air?
Hit you into a fireball.

"Tony, there are smoke bombs in the trunk." Evgeny said.

Tonikov hurriedly turned around, found two Soviet GDM-40 smoke grenades and a gp25 grenade launcher from the transparent trunk, stuck it on the AK47, and handed it to Boris.

"We're going to kill him, you shoot smoke, I jump out of the car, blow him up with a bazooka, and there's another shot behind!"

Boris gestured OK.

Enduring the pain in my ribs, I picked up the AK and fired it at the helicopter!

puff~
Like the sound of spitting gum, the smoke bomb rushed out and spread out in mid-air, partially turning gray, enveloping the helicopter.

Taking advantage of this air strike, Tonikov pushed open the door and jumped down. He stood firmly, quickly reloaded, aimed at the smoke in mid-air, opened the sight, and when he saw the head of the helicopter coming out, he readily clicked and fired!
As soon as the pilot of the BO 105 helicopter came out of the smoke cursing, his voice faltered, and he saw a rocket getting closer and closer in his eyes, and the horror in his eyes could not be concealed!

boor! !
At such a close distance, it directly hit the windshield and exploded.

The helicopter fell heavily to the ground like a ball of fire...

Suddenly, it was much quieter.

Gao Jun's left eyebrow has been twitching all the time, and manual intervention is required. He pressed down firmly with his hand, "Get in the car! Tony! Go, this helicopter must be on a reconnaissance mission, and the Iraqi army is right next to it."

As for the overturned car, leave him alone.

There's no time to clean up the battlefield right now.

Gao Jun took the walkie-talkie and gave an order. The convoy quickly left at a speed exceeding the engine load, and more than half an hour after they left, an Iraqi army arrived.

Looking at the skeleton of a BO 105 helicopter.

The commander was furious and wanted to pursue him, but was stopped by someone.

They had a more important mission and needed to block the ground troops of the United Nations Army. The commander could only look angrily and leave to the other side.

"loss!"

Gao Jun, whose head was half up, suddenly said something, and Boris and Tonikov turned their heads to look at the boss.

"I finally know why the second-to-last one is so much more expensive than my asking price." He raised his head emotionally, "This is fucking wastage!"

Gasoline, bullets, food, transportation costs along the way (Rabe contacted, Gao Jun paid!), and even the compensation for the truck, and it is obviously impossible for Rabe to be satisfied with such a little thing.

If I want to maintain a good relationship with him, I have to give him some profits appropriately.

After this series, you have to pay for it yourself.

loss…

Damn, if you lose money, at least you can find some stars in Hollywood to have a party.

"You said, can I report to the Pentagon?"

Tonikov faltered and said very gently, "Boss, they will find a crime and throw you in jail, and then they will save money."

Gao Jun covered his face and bared his teeth.

He swears!
I will definitely not sell at such a loss next time.

Young man, he still can't beat the alluring slut in the White House!
...

Gao Jun found that his mouth was a bit "cheap", saying that he would meet Iraqis when he met them, so he didn't say anything!

Strange to say, this also has metaphysics together.

This is fate.

Just like among the five hooligans, France was the only country that was defeated and surrendered during World War II, and he can still join the organization. This is metaphysics. (Of course, France, as an old colonial empire, still has a strong influence on the world through its colonies all over the world and its internal economic structure. It is no problem to get a permanent member.)
A foreign student came to an American school, and he said he was French.In order to test him, the classmates spoke German to him, and he raised his hands on the spot.

This is orthodoxy!
After Gao Jun set the flag, he didn't encounter any crisis later, so he could effectively avoid it.

At 17:14 on the 56th, I arrived at Jabel Air Force Base, which is 120 kilometers southwest of Kuwait City, close to the Persian Gulf, and only 3500 kilometers away from the southern border of Iraq. It has two [-]-meter-long airport runways. Located in the desert area, also known as the "desert airport", it is an important air force stationed by the United States to control the strategic passage.

Because of the war, more than 7000 United Nations troops were stationed here, and military flags of various colors were flying in the air.

Gao Jun had a contract from the Pentagon, so he entered it smoothly, and a major received them.

"The goods are all here, a total of 1600 RPGs, do you need to see them, orthodox Soviet goods."

The major nodded, looked at the soldiers next to him, and they climbed up to count.

"It looks like you're in a bad situation, buddy." The other party looked at Gao Jun, and seeing him in such a mess, he couldn't help but speak.

"Great, the Iraqis never hit me in the head, I'm always one step ahead of them."

When the major smiled, he felt that the other party was very cute.

"I walked through the Hijara Desert..."

"Hijala Desert?" The major asked in a daze.

Gao Jun spread his hands, "Of course!"

"Then your luck is really good. We have received 4 reports that about 5 arms dealers were attacked there, and then..." the major said helplessly, "Congratulations, you are still alive."

Gao Jun took out the necklace he was wearing and pointed to the figure on it, "Guan Gong bless you, you should also come to believe in him."

"I believe in God."

"God can't handle RPG."

At this time, the counting soldiers came down and nodded towards the major. The latter was very satisfied and signed the receipt, "Do you need cash or go to the bank?"

"Do you have to pay taxes when you go to the bank?"

"Of course, the Pentagon's accounts also need to be audited by the IRS."

Gao Jun rolled his eyes, "Then I need cash. The arms dealer has to see Franklin with his own eyes. This is called respect."

The major led him towards the warehouse not far away, where he saw many "peers".

Mainly, the smell of the arms dealer can be clearly seen at the first sight.

"The arms dealer always knows when the war will start earlier than the warring parties. You are relatively late. A few days ago, there was even a queue here."

"Because we respect peace very much. Wherever there is war, we will condemn it!" Gao Jun said righteously, but he glanced ahead, and saw several American troops moving money out of the warehouse behind, and then...

A U.S. military officer weighs money on an electronic scale.

"This…"

"We like efficiency." The major said with a smile, and when the person in front left with the money, he stepped up, "Weigh him 23 kilograms."

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(End of this chapter)