My Arms Dealer Career

Everyone has a price, a bitch has it, a politician has it, as long as you make him happy, he can be happy.

So many weapons are like aphrodisiacs, so Cambesto can't help but blur his eyes, and his brain starts to go blank!
Men, there are always a few seconds when the brain is empty.

Cambesto crossed his legs, crossed his hands, and tapped the fingertips with the index finger of his right hand, putting on a pose.

Of course Gao Jun knew what he meant by this, he just wanted to get another benefit.

Boss Gao scolded insatiably greedy, but he still told him with reason and emotion that only by keeping the corpse in his own hands could he get better benefits, and it would also allow him to gain status with the French. You can have a greater say when you strive for more interests for Senegal!
Perhaps because he felt that his words made sense, Cambesto's dog brain finally connected, but he still looked at Gao Jun and said, "I can get better from the French, right?"

You can get AIDS!

Stupid stuff!

"of course."

Gao Jun said with a fake smile.

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"It's all here."

The door of the warehouse was opened, and there was a smell of rancidity accompanied by the stench of swill, forming a scalp-numbing smell. The guard pinched his nose and took two steps back with a look of disgust.

Gao Jun had it in his pocket, but if he looked carefully, he could see his expression twitching slightly. Tonikov, who was next to him, tactfully stuffed a few CFA francs into the guard, and the guard immediately burst into a smile.

"Do you need help?" the guard asked while looking at the other stack of francs in Tony's hand.

Tony looked at the boss, who nodded, and he gave the stack of money to the other party.

"Don't pull it down." Gao Jun said worriedly, the guard was very happy to see the money, and his attitude was very good, "Don't worry, even if it's a stick, I'll put it away for you!"

Gao Jun nodded, looked at the corpse of the Frenchman inside, and made a prayer posture in front of his chest. Then he couldn't bear the stench, so he hurriedly walked outside. If you give some money, they will help you The body was transported to the car.

On a rock outside the warehouse, Gao Jun found a place, took off his windbreaker, and was about to call Taylor when he heard the phone ring first.

"Taylor." Tonikov handed the phone to the boss.

"Come here whatever you want." Gao Jun said, taking the phone over, "Dude, do you have any good news for me?"

Listening to his tone, I feel better.

"Boss, I have contacted a batch of weapons. There are weapons provided by others in Algeria. I asked. They have a batch of fp-45 Liberator pistols. The price is very cheap, two for one dollar..." Taylor said excitedly.

fp-45 liberator pistol?
Gao Jun immediately thought of that "kawaii-looking" pistol. It seems that the whole field is only 141 mm, which is not enough for me...

It was a very simple single-shot smoothbore pistol, and it was a small weapon used by old Americans to rebel organizations...

"Can this fucking kill people?" Gao Jun asked a very profound question. The caliber seems to be only .45. Damn it, my firepower is stronger than him!
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"Should, probably, maybe, perhaps..." Taylor used a lot of words, but he couldn't make up his mind to say it with certainty.

"Black people are stupid but not stupid, man, we gotta make them feel our sincerity, is there anything else?"

"The only cheap one is the Sten submachine gun. The Algerians were going to arm their own troops, but they found that the chances of dying from misfires are higher than the number of enemies killed. The customer over there said that it costs 8 dollars a piece, which is a lot. "

When Gao Jun heard the quotation, he became excited immediately, and drew a circle in mid-air with his left hand, "Eight dollars? My God, the new product only sells for nine dollars, right? What joke is he talking about?"

The Sten submachine gun is a product of the old British law of truth. According to them, it is a weapon only used by German barbarians. The proud Anglo-Saxons are dead!Die outside!If you are shot to death by a submachine gun, you definitely don't need a submachine gun!

then…

Then, after the start of World War II, not only were they beaten by German armored forces, but German soldiers holding mp-38\/40 submachine guns also became the nightmare of British and French soldiers. up.

A submachine gun, even if held by a fool, can shoot the enemy.

Because the raw materials in the UK are relatively expensive, the designer was asked to find a cheap product, and then this: water pipe submachine gun came into being.

But you have eight dollars a hand, you still go to rob...

"These things can be discussed. Algeria's weapons piles are almost moldy. As long as you give them money, they will sell them. There is more than one seller there. I calculated that there are more than 200 sellers, but most of them are Chinese goods. , the price is also very cheap, but it must be more expensive than Stern."

Gao Jun thought about it quietly. From all angles (price), Stern is definitely the best choice!

However, as the connection point of the three states of Europe, Asia and Africa, Algeria itself has a very special geographical location. For the development of the company, you can go there to have a look.

"Just do as you said, clean up before the formalities. I don't want the customs to find out. Also, contact Luen and ask him to prepare 1000 AKs first..."

Taylor waited for the boss to finish speaking, and said directly, "A change happened in Afghanistan, Upton urgently needed a batch of weapons, and Ruen's sent him a batch..."

"How many sticks?"

"About 2700 or so, the money has been transferred to the company's account."

"Then ship as much as you want, in Africa, don't worry about not being able to sell."

Taylor agreed, and the two chatted about the development of Tinder Company. The other party suddenly said, "Boss, the fbi has already started investigating the source of guns in San Francisco. Several of Mr. Huo's men in Chinatown have been arrested, but he told us not to Worry, he can handle it."

Gao Jun frowned when he heard this.

He didn't think Huo Bingkun could solve it, it was the FBI!

Even the president dares to investigate, let alone you, a bastard?

"How many weapons do we still have to ship to the United States? Put your tail away and hurry up, fuck, I don't want to work hard outside, and then my home is stolen by the United States, don't believe what Huo Bingkun said, he was sold, we have to say hello to him, Pause for now, and wait for the limelight to pass." Gao Jun was still very cautious, if the FBI caught him, he wouldn't be able to run away even if he wanted to.

Better be quiet.

There is not much backstage behind Tinder Company. It seems that when we go back, we should find more "like-minded" people so that everyone can make money together. This is not corruption, but the same goal!

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