My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 163 Finding Gold

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"Damn it!" Gao Jun had a cigarette in his mouth, and vigorously waved the lighter in his hand. The other party seemed to be on strike, and there was no reaction at all.

Boss Gao was so angry that he smashed it on the ground. The lighter also had a temper. It exploded when it hit the rock, and the plastic casing was shattered to pieces.

This is not a good start!
Yevgeny next to him quickly took out a lighter and lit it for him with keen eyesight. Gao Jun squinted his eyes, and smoke protruded from both nostrils.

"Has the damn Wells not been in touch yet?" He looked at Tonikov and asked.

Wells, the major general who lent Gao Jun the helicopter before, his son is a gambling dog in Las Vegas.

Gao Jun wanted to use his name to get in touch with the US military, but he couldn't get through on the phone. He couldn't help wondering if the other party had been killed.

"Hey gentlemen, where are you going?"

Just when Boss Gao was feeling depressed, an awkward voice of inquiry came in English. Several people looked up and saw a middle-aged man with glasses and a gentle appearance driving a yellow taxi.

Don't think that Iraq is poor!

People still use Audi taxis, and many people can’t even afford the ones in front of them.

In particular, exports have to be taxed.

When that person saw Gao Jun and his party looking over, his facial expression became tense, and the flesh on his face was tightened. The main reason was that they didn't look like any good people!
and…

Tonikov was carrying a red plastic bag, which was very transparent, and a handful of black Kalashnikov 1974s could be seen at a glance.

By the way...

Can you, make the plastic bag darker?
You are so scary!
But the taxi driver still had the courage to bite the bullet, and just moved his butt to expose the small dagger underneath, so that he could fight back if necessary.

Just when he was nervous, he saw an Asian man walking over with his hands in his pockets, his head bowed, and the smile of the boy next door on his face. It looked very "kind-hearted".

"Sir, is Amara going?"

The driver hesitated for a while, and his eyes stayed on the AK74. Gao Jun followed his eyes, and immediately understood, and said with a smile, "Sir, don't worry, it's just a fire stick..."

"Is this enough money?" He took out a stack of US dollars while talking, about 60 US dollars. In this place, dinars are more valuable than US dollars.

The downfall of a currency is closely related to the downfall of its government. Wars like the Gulf War, which are not wars of annihilation, even if they are lost, do not have much fluctuation in the currency. The real reason for the depreciation of the currency is the subsequent Iraq war.

Just like the Soviet ruble before its collapse, it was very strong.

Put it on the chest, it can prevent AK47!

Looking at the dollar bills in Gao Jun's hand, the driver's face immediately filled with a smile, and he hurriedly opened the door, "Sir, do you have a salute?"

"No."

"Then please get in the car. It will take more than two hours from here to Amara. Don't worry, my car is absolutely safe. The Iraqi security forces or other armed forces will not attack us." He pointed to the huge Arab on the car. Text: Radwaniya Guerrilla Battalion.

Although Gao Jun didn't know what it meant, he still felt very hung up.

Boss Gao got into the co-pilot, and Tonikov, Evgeny, and Bancroft squeezed behind him. As soon as the driver got in, he saw the crowded people from the rearview mirror, and his face was slightly embarrassed. .

"Gentlemen, the car is a bit small, sorry..."

Gao Jun was quite in a mood to look around, and when he heard this, he smiled and said, "Don't worry too much, we are all poor people, and we are used to crowding, if we are not used to this, how can we adapt to the toilet and the kitchen together?" conjoined room?"

This joke is so cold.

But the driver still smiled very politely, adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, then kicked the accelerator and drove Gao Jun and his party away under the envious eyes of his peers.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit strange. The driver Shi Chang raised his head to look at the people who were dozing off with their arms folded. From the corner of his eye, he occasionally glanced at Gao Jun. The latter found something in the car, a marked chemistry book.

It's all in Arabic, I can't read it.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw the other person's eyes. The two were startled. Gao Jun smiled and said, "Is this your child's textbook?"

"not mine."

"I'm a college chemistry teacher."

Hearing this, Boss Gao was stunned. There was no way to connect the high-level intellectuals with the down-and-out taxi driver in front of him.

"My school was bombed by an air strike and it was completely blown up." The driver explained in a low tone, "The principal and the others are all dead. After the education system collapsed, I lost my job..."

"Isn't it easy for a chemistry teacher to make money?"

At this moment, Yevgeny, who was sitting in the back, opened his mouth and attracted the boss's attention. He sat between two strong men and stretched out his hand vigorously, "My former chemistry teacher went to work for some drug dealers. Every day Earned a good income, but unfortunately I can't tell the difference between Mg or Fe, otherwise I would have gone to work for him."

"Someone invited me, but I declined." The driver shook his head. "Knowledge is used to benefit mankind, not to kill people. Those people are businessmen, not scientists!"

"Oppenheimer died crying in the toilet." Bancroft said suddenly, "Can you earn more now?"

The driver also heard the ridicule in his tone, and was silent for a moment, "Poverty will come sooner or later, but before that, who will control my destiny? Myself, not everyone wants to have a vigorous career, I just want to Earning money and supporting my family, for me, coming out safely and returning home safely is enough for me.”

These words silenced Gao Jun and the others.

Bancroft muttered to himself: "But life will never make you satisfied and happy." After he finished speaking, he fell silent.

Obviously thought of his own past.

Gao Jun is also concerned. His parents in China may still think that they are selling insurance, fighting for that poor green card, and even looking for a woman full of AIDS to marry casually. Don't live their ordinary life. Life.

They would never have imagined...

Their children were running around in war zones in the world, Gao Jun couldn't help laughing out at the thought of this.

"Sorry, I just thought of a joke just now, you say, how much money can buy happiness?"

"He's priceless, sir," the driver emphasized.

"No, people often beautify their poverty and incompetence into contentment, but in the final analysis, the happiness of the bottom is also shabby and worthless!"

The driver frowned. He didn't quite agree with Gao Jun's words, but he didn't dare to scold his mother. He just said arrogantly, "Iraq is all at the bottom."

"So, they are worthless. I came here to find gold."

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(End of this chapter)