My Arms Dealer Career

Gao Jun still failed to see the shamelessness of human nature.

He looked at Cambesto with disdainful eyes, and the other party was still talking, "In addition to the basic individual weapons I need for this money, I also want some heavy firepower that can determine the victory of the war."

Gao Jun pressed down the swear words to greet the other party's old mother, don't say it, if you say it, you will have a loophole in drinking water in the future.

Try not to hurt the other person's dignity as much as possible.

Dogs have dignity too!
Although, this guy is really fucking damn good!
He wants 12.5 weapons for [-] US dollars, which is [-] US dollars each. If you go out and ask now, even if you go to the scrap metal recycling station, you can’t buy them!
Do you want artillery?
I cut off my little brother and put a water gun on you, believe it or not?
"Are there any other requirements besides these?" Gao Jun asked with a smile on his face.

"It's better to be AK47, I like the sound of chug chug." Cambesto held a spoon and pointed at a West African gentleman sitting in front of him, his face became darker with fright, and he subconsciously raised his hand, his expression became a little frightened.

Campesto smiled disdainfully, he liked the flustered look of the other party so much.

12.5 US dollars to buy AK, even my boss Gao's parallel imports from Afghanistan can't be so cheap!
"Why is it so difficult?" Campesi also saw Gao Jun frowning, his expression gradually became cold, and the knife and fork in his hand was tearing at the animal's carcass vigorously.

Gao Jun was actually very curious at this time, shouldn't Africans use their hands to get closer to reality?

"Mr. President, the lowest market price of AK47 is 160 US dollars. This is the least price I can give. It is 5 US dollars. You are making it difficult for me. However, our company has a kind of artillery, the Hell Cannon, which is about 2 US dollars. If you can buy a [-]-door, I will give you a discounted price and give you [-] more. Of course, in order to show my sincerity in cooperation, I can also add an armed pickup, which is already my bottom line."

Cambesto looked gloomy, didn't say a word, just dealt with the food.

This dull attitude made Gao Jun's left eyelid tremble.

Is this a silent protest?

"Yuri, I don't like people rejecting me!" Cambesto suddenly turned his head to look at him, with a very unhappy tone.

"Sir, there is no arms dealer on this planet who is more sincere than me. Those white people in Europe and America are a group of idiots. They only use similar methods to earn dollars from you. History has proved this, and so has reality! They Just like vampires, they are constantly sucking nutrients from you, the suffering that Europeans and Americans have caused to Africa and Asia is indescribable, only those who suffer will not deceive each other!"

TMD, this is all about the history of suffering. If you come out to do business, you have to understand history.

The rivers and lakes are not fighting and killing, the rivers and lakes are heart to heart. If you can bring some tears at this time, the effect will be better.

But Gao Jun still had to be ashamed, twisted his thumb on his thigh several times, except for his facial expression becoming "grim", no tears came out at all.

"If you really empathize with us, you should sponsor us for free." Cambesto finally spoke.

"But my bottom line is that I am a businessman. A bullet needs iron, gunpowder, and workers. These all need money. With this money, I can bring you a steady stream of arms, which can help you realize your dreams. , but if my capital chain is broken, I can't help you, and your loss will be even greater." Gao Jun is really eloquent, and it has something to do with his own interests. able to circle back. …

Not to mention, there is still a bit of truth in this, even Cambesto nodded subconsciously, and Boss Gao said while the iron was hot, "Our company's armed pickups and hell cannons are very good, and my business partners in the Middle East are also good. Are you going to ask me something, do you know that the Yankees are fighting Iraq right now? My weapons are right there, and they can blow down a small building ten or twenty meters away!"

Anyway, except for things in West Africa, Campesto knows very little. France will definitely not recognize his status. Nubia is pro-French. If they surrender, Nubia will be a white flag. He, Campesto Tona is an outsider!

Of course Gao Jun would not confuse him to shoot the French at the airport. There are some things that he knows well. Cambesto knows that there will be fierce battles ahead, but he is hesitant because he does not have enough vision and means.

Sooner or later you lose!

"Mr. President, if you can come up with 50 US dollars, I can build you a basic artillery regiment. It will definitely not lose to Europe. It is an absolute firepower in West Africa."

When the time comes, I will give him some Soviet 80s goods. If he wins, it will be thanks to our arms. If he loses, I will change to another customer.

Private arms dealers rarely have long-term clients, and what they do is short-term profiteering, because sooner or later your clients will be beaten to death!

No matter how awesome you are, can you surpass the five hooligans?Those countries with stable regimes will not buy from you, a small private dealer, it's too bad.

What's more, if someone stretches out his hand and cries a little, the boss behind will find a way to support you!
In fact, Gao Jun didn't intend to make money from Nubia. He always wanted to make money from those rebels and tribal armed forces, but who knows, Nubia is dead. Let's order some meat.

Although there is no shadow of the Hell Cannon, I can negotiate the order first, and I have to contact the gas manufacturer. When it is done, the Gulf War is over.

It’s early February now, and the Iraqis are bombed with shit, and I’ll have to collect junk in a short time. Things are very busy, and he wants to open channels in West Africa as soon as possible, otherwise, he won’t be able to catch up with the post-match.” eat shit".

Cambesto's mouth is really hard!

"The treasury can only use one hundred thousand dollars now, and the wives of Nubia ran away with the money." Cambesto explained that he didn't want to withdraw it from his small private treasury at all.

"Think about it. My army definitely needs a batch of individual weapons. If you do it, you will get my friendship."

You fucking, you are really shameless!

If other people do this business, why not do it, but as the saying goes, today you abandon the dollar, and tomorrow the dollar will abandon you. Now the business is not good, and one hundred thousand dollars is still money.

"The number of eight thousand AK47s is definitely not enough. If you can wait, I will find a way to get you some other weapons. How about it? Anyway, bullets can kill people."

Get in touch with yourself to see if there are any old antiques. Anyway, there are still a lot of warehouses in Africa.

British, French, Germans...

There are too many things left, as long as you give yourself time, it is not impossible to make [-] rings for you for [-] US dollars.

For example, eight thousand Sten submachine guns!