My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 85 No technical content at all!

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"All cars pay attention." Umbrella's voice came from the intercom, and Tonikov, who was driving, picked it up and replied, "Got it."

Someone answered one after another in the channel.

"If you want me to say, with us like this, no one would dare to attack..." Taylor easily took off his shoes, put his feet on the plaque, and smiled, but he didn't finish his sentence.

I heard the screaming of the walkie-talkie.

"RPG!"

Immediately afterwards, there was an explosion, Tonikov braked, and Taylor kissed his feet completely with his mouth.

"Attacked! The pickup truck stepped forward to suppress it, and other vehicles passed by quickly, and the local garrison has been contacted..." Umbrella's calm voice came from the walkie-talkie.

Tonikov turned his head on the spot in a chic way, kicked the accelerator, and rushed forward quickly. Victor, who was sitting behind, held the handle tightly and looked outside, just in time to see a big hole in the middle of the road. The off-road vehicle leading the team has also crashed into a nearby shop.

Just in time to see Miller coming out of the already twisted co-pilot with blood on his face.

"Shhhhhhhhhhh..."

The sound of the cannon on the pickup truck was still very "tactful", but it was quite powerful, sweeping across the entire target floor.

The glass was smashed to pieces, and the walls seemed to be crumbling as seen with the naked eye.

Baniklus pressed Gao Jun's body and spoke to Alva in Russian, telling him to rush over.

As soon as the latter shifted gears, the tires rolled on the ground and rushed out. The bullets from the 30mm machine gun shot across the roof of the car, and the gravel hit the car continuously. Suddenly, a figure came out of the house. run out.

Alva doesn't care what you do, just hit him directly.

The boss is in the car, he's running for his life, and he's still stepping on the brakes?
Moreover, there was an assault rifle hanging on the opponent's chest, and the model was not discernible, but the flying posture of this person was quite gymnastic.

The machine guns on the two pickup trucks fired at the floor. Note that these are not guns, but small-caliber artillery that can fire continuously and automatically. Who the hell can defend them?

Max hid at the window, roared loudly, and issued orders, but no one responded. When the machine gun rang, the unlucky bazooka player was killed on the spot.

The body really exploded.

One ear was still at Max's feet.

He didn't dare to raise his head due to the suppressed firepower. Every second, he felt nervous. Now he had an idea, hope these people rush out quickly, don't fight, I take AK, what the hell do you use? !

Whether in ancient or modern warfare, the quality of weapons determines the direction of the battlefield to a certain extent.

Of course, the Wuchang copy, the weapon is useless.

Especially the iron tower is still there!
This is really difficult. After all, the French can only fight under the leadership of women and foreigners. It is difficult to guarantee that the movement of occupying Paris will not be discovered by the French army!
Then surrender.

Just as House was gritting his teeth and getting ready to fight, he saw an RGD-5 grenade thrown in from the window and rolled on the ground, right under his ass.

The black dog's pupils shrank, "No! NO! NO!"

Boom!
110g TNT explosive, the killing radius of 25 meters should, may, probably... will hurt a little.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" house howled in pain holding his left foot, the lower half can no longer be seen, looking at the blood in his hand in horror, shouted loudly in Libyan, "help! help!"

"Miller, right here." A voice came from outside the room, which was like a ray of light in the darkness, making the desperate House's eyes shine, and he hurriedly shouted.

Miller, whose head was covered in blood and was pressed by a tourniquet, kicked open the door and saw House lying on the ground.

The two stared wide-eyed.

The corner of the Italian's mouth was grim, and with a tactical ax in his hand, he walked towards House, and the other party finally realized that something was wrong.

"Surrender, I surrender!"

"Don't bark!" Miller raised his ax and slashed at the opponent.

Horrible!

...

After Gao Jun and his party rushed out of the street, the gunshots behind them were sporadic and gradually disappeared, leaving a mess behind them.

Even the trailer has bullet holes.

However, the more seriously injured must be local residents.

Captain Frago hurried over with his own people. Seeing this scene, his face was ugly, "Hurry up and save people!"

Angrily, he pushed Tonikov away, walked to the off-road vehicle, and yelled at Gao Jun who was sitting inside, "Damn it, Yuri, are you guys fighting here? Do you know that many people will die!"

"Someone is going to kill me, Captain, should I still ask you for permission to fight back?" Gao Jun looked at him and asked, "Then you sit in the office, watch TV, and delay me for a few more minutes?"

"Or, wait until you tie your shoelaces? I'll come again? Don't make trouble, Captain, you should come and mop the floor with the mop."

Gao Jun was dissatisfied with their reaction speed.

This city is not big at all, and it only takes half an hour for two legs to go from the gate of the city to the back. What the hell, I've been shooting bullets for so long, and your shoelaces are still untied.

Flago's breath was stagnant, he looked down at his military boots, his face flashed with embarrassment and anger.

Taylor came over and handed him the military supplies delivery document, "We are a military transport team. These people are trying to rob military supplies. We have a reason to fight back." His legs were still a little numb, and he was sitting in the car just now. It almost becomes a "U" shape.

Flago took the document, read it carefully, and cursed in a low voice. The main thing he wanted was to suppress Gao Jun. He couldn't take the blame for such a big matter by himself.

But what he can do is that he has nothing to say.
Robbing military supplies is a capital offense!
"Okay, Captain, we need to move on, I leave this to you." Taylor took back the document and patted him on the shoulder, "I will tell the generals about your efforts."

Gao Jun glanced at him.

The captain, who he had come to Jubail for the first time to please, stood beside him in a daze.

did you see…

Men must climb up!

If you stand still, your former little brother will turn his head and mock you.

Is this called power eye?

No, this is human nature, a dog can sit on a military dog, and it is called a special class among dogs!
Gao Jun closed the glass.

Barnicles opened the door and got into the car, "The attackers have been eliminated. There are five of them in total. The leader is House, nicknamed: Snake Eyes..."

"There were no casualties in the Miller mercenary group, but there were minor injuries."

Do you think it's easy to earn a few hundred dollars?

Mercenaries use money to do things, professional characteristics, go out and take a bullet, isn't it too much?

Gao Jun nodded, "Only five people?"

Barney Klus: "Yes!"

Five people dared to do this, I don't know if it is a compliment.

He didn't even bother to scold him, mainly because he felt that he was too low. Gao Jun was worried that after this time, he might be blocked by the local government.

"Let's drive."

remember!

When robbing, never look for an arms dealer.

They have bullets in their left pocket and pistols in their right pocket.

Apart from being beaten to death, you are being bribed by them.

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(End of this chapter)