My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 65 Mi-17!
Tallinn in the morning.

The air is very fresh.

Gao Jun ran around the small playground for several kilometers, and Umbrella followed behind. As an arms dealer, you must be physically fit, at least when you run, you must be able to run.

When the United States launched a war, how many agents and arms dealers were killed?That means that my physical fitness is not enough. If I run faster than the local armed leaders, I will not be the one who dies.

Back at the dormitory, the orderly brought breakfast.

Two slices of oatmeal bread, two eggs, half a glass of milk, and a sweet potato.

"Materials are so scarce?" Gao Jun asked the orderly in surprise, who smiled awkwardly.

Don't embarrass him, what can a soldier know?
Wave your hand and let him go out.

"It seems that the cans we brought should be more valuable." Gao Jun looked at Umbrella and said, ready to raise the price.

Originally, 10 cans and a gun were worth five cans now.

What is this called?
Take advantage of the fire!

Gao Jun peeled the eggshell, took a bite, pressed his middle finger on the satellite phone according to the number on the business card, and clicked on the broadcast.

"Hi, this is Taylor." Fatty's energetic voice sounded from the opposite side, making people feel good when they heard it.

"Hey, buddy, I'm Yuri." Gao Jun leaned his mouth and said.

When the other person heard it, he shouted excitedly, "My God, who is calling me? Yuri, you are famous in the Rub Khali Desert and Kuwait."

"what happened?"

"Did you sell a batch of 107 rockets? Nasser of the der Fetur tribe organized a group to blow up the Iraqi airfield in Jahra province, destroying a total of 17 fish nest fighters (J-7+ MiG 21), you are famous!"

Taylor was more excited than Gao Jun.

Now, someone Gao knows why Nasser urged him to deliver the goods. You are causing trouble everywhere, and the Iraqis will not retaliate against you?
Well done, though!

If you cause trouble, I can make money.

I am responsible for providing weapons, and you are responsible for giving money + making trouble + beating people (being beaten).

"Iraq offers a reward of $5000 to find you." Taylor said, but can you hide the schadenfreude in your tone?
Good guy, you were hacked, looking for me, a kitchen knife seller?
Gao Jun is a little uncomfortable...

It was mainly "misunderstood" by people. In this way, I can't go to Iraq to sell weapons?
Damn, what are you doing!
"Will you report me for this little money?" Gao Jun said suddenly, the last time he said that, Paul was still alive.

Tyler laughs, "Dude, you calling me means I make more money, don't you?"

The expression on Boss Gao's face softened a lot.

Listen, this is a businessman, and his vision should be long-term.

"I want to hold a weapons exhibition, preferably in Jubail..."

"Is it a new weapon?"

"No, a batch of Soviet goods."

Taylor immediately understood that Yuri was trying to use means to smuggle. He pondered for a while, "If it's not a new type of weapon, I'm afraid I have to change the application form. What do you think of the Warsaw Pact military weapon display?"

See you, professionals!

"Okay, how much will it cost if you do it according to your plan?"

"1% of the market price of the goods."

"Are you robbing?" Gao Jun dropped the cigarette he was about to drank on the ground, bent down to pick it up, blew on the filter a few times, and stuffed it back into his mouth.

"Man, this is a labor charge. Don't worry, when your goods enter Saudi Arabia, no one will go up to check them, and they will even be covered with a layer of cloth. If you need, you can also write CN. These are not problems." Tyler patted his chest for assurance.

"1% is too much, I am not doing this business alone..."

"Then add an extra mouth, it's a simple arithmetic problem, isn't it?"

Gao Jun clenched his teeth with his little finger, and when he was about to speak, he heard the other party continue, "Besides, we can introduce you to more high-quality customers. In the eastern and southern Mediterranean regions, God has to write us a cooperation letter." .”

Awesome bragging.

But what if?

that area...

There are many big dogs.

Saudi Arabia, Iran, Iraq, Kuwait, UAE…

Looking at each of these names, it is written in big: Fu!
Gao Jun must be tempted. If you give a high-quality customer, your channel will be stable. "Is the customer success rate [-]%?"

"Of course not! We will just recommend you to them. Of course, if the consumption is higher with us, your priority may be faster. Other people's letters of introduction are on the desk of the Minister of Purchasing, and you may appear in the President's Office Have coffee with them."

Very familiar routine.

VIP customers? !
Isn't this what the bank does?

But there is a saying that is true, the poor have the circle of the poor, and the rich have the way the rich play. The greatest wealth you can think of, maybe the emperor is farming in the palace with a golden hoe.

But when you donate money, you will have the chance to meet the emperor. Who gave you the chance?

money!

When you have this thing, wild dogs like Taylor will pounce on you, and I have to say that you need such a "guide".

"Can I pay later?"

"Of course, I believe in your reputation. Call me two days in advance when the time comes, and I will arrange someone to pick you up."

"I wish us a happy cooperation." Gao Jun said with a smile.

"Most definitely!"

……

lie.

Throwing the satellite phone on the table, Gao Jun raised his head and took a puff of his cigarette. Taylor's tone was so loud, and the background looked very deep.

Is this bad?

Of course good!
Problems that can be solved with banknotes are not called problems. Using your own brain will hurt your brain cells, and it will age quickly.

Boom boom boom!
There was a knock on the door, Umbrella went to open the door, and saw an orderly standing at the door, "Mr. Yuri, the colonel is back, let you go downstairs."

"Ok."

Gao Jun nodded, and picked up the lighter on the table. A man must not forget this thing wherever he goes. There is smoke but no fire, and it is difficult to achieve a positive result. There is fire but no smoke, and it is difficult to become a god.

Walking downstairs, I saw two Mi-17s on a consignment truck.

"Oh! It's great!" Gao Jun couldn't help shouting, raised his hand, and threw a cigarette in the past, "Diegorsky, you are simply amazing."

I haven’t seen him all night. The colonel’s eyes were scarlet and he looked very tired. He lowered his voice, “Damn it, the logistics minister doesn’t charge money, but I know his wife likes gold. I sold her gold for 3 rubles, she told Evidence of her husband's embezzlement, and then... I got the documents for the destruction of these two Mi-17s."

As he spoke, he handed over a document with a red stamp.

It clearly stated that two Mi-17s collided due to operational errors, resulting in one death and three injuries.

"Anyone else died?" Gao Jun asked suspiciously.

"Just find any unlucky guy to check off his military status, but that poor little guy obviously doesn't know that he is "dead". The logistics department asked me to solve this problem." Diegoski pointed to a truck standing next to the man.

Gao Jun looked in the direction of his finger, and saw a very sexy young man with fluffy hair and two mustaches standing there, looking a little at a loss.

"How do you want to deal with him?"

"Give him a sum of money and tell him to go away, and you will pay for the money!" Diegoski said.

Gao Jun's temples were about to explode, and he asked me to pay again. He crossed his hips, lowered his head and frowned, and then walked over, "Hey, buddy, what's your name?"

The other party is a little silly.

"Victor, sir."

"Victor Bout!"

……

(End of this chapter)