My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 92 No one can touch my clients!
Siege?

Gao Jun was taken aback, that couldn't pass.

What should I do if someone bombards me?
But that's my own channel...

If he refuses to save him, will all the previous scenes be in vain?
"Boss, he's on the phone." Umbrella pointed to the "brick" in his hand, looking embarrassed.

Gao Jun stretched out his hand to signal him to pass it over. We can't let the wage earners take the blame. As soon as he put the phone to his ear, he heard Rabe shouting excitedly in Arabic, accompanied by the sound of guns and guns.

"Hey…"

On the other side, it was like a drowning man grabbed the life buoy and shouted, "Yuri, help!!"

Gao Jun sorted out his words, frowned with a look of toothache, "Rabe, I'm sorry, I'm afraid now..."

"5 U.S. dollars!" Rabe didn't wait for Gao Jun to finish speaking, knowing what kind of piss the other party was, he threw the money directly.

"It's not about the money..."

"10 US dollars, this is already the most cash I have now, if I die, you will get nothing." Rabe also went crazy.

"Fake squid! What do you mean by that? Am I the kind of person who wants to die? Wait, I will kill anyone who touches my client, where?"

The three types of people that Gao Jun hated the most in his life.

[-]. Those who do not pay for the purchase.

[-]. Those who have no money to buy goods.

Three, move my customers!

"Boss, if we drive there, it will take at least two hours." Umbrella said from a professional point of view.

"Two hours? We have to pass twenty hours, and they paid for it." Maybe he thought it was not good to settle accounts like this, so he changed his mind, "We are businessmen, and we can do anything related to war. Since he With so much money to pay, I have to climb over it.”

Even if the opponent is killed, at least he can collect a corpse.

Of course, it is best not to run empty.

You know that if you run short, you will consume fuel and lose money.

"Actually, boss, we still have a Mi-17 in the city of Jubail. If it can be installed, it can reach the battlefield quickly and provide fire support."

As the only double talent in the air force and maintenance in the team, Victor waited for Taylor to finish speaking, and then explained in a muffled voice beside him, "Under the standard of 3-5 people in the maintenance team, the entire Mi-17 overhaul takes 3 hours during wartime. Within, according to the standard of the propeller, it will take at least 40 minutes, and this is still in the case of professional tools, look at the current Jubail..." He turned his head and pointed to the still smoking city.

Without tools, who can carry the weight of the propeller?

"I think it's better to go to the Saudis to borrow a helicopter." Victor curled his lips, "Perhaps the possibility is even greater than this."

This comparison made Gao Jun's expression change, and he looked at Taylor, who just raised his head and smiled wryly, "I'm afraid this is not easy."

"Remember the purchasing officer Moore? Do you think he has this ability?"

When it comes to useful relationships, Boss Gao starts to pick and choose as if an engine is installed in his mind, and gradually freezes on a certain person.

"Him? I think it's useful! You can try to contact him."

"Bring me my briefcase, I remember the business card is in it." Gao Jun shouted at Tonikov, who was relatively close to the car, opened the door, took out the black bag and ran over.

Grab a stack of business cards from the side of the bag.

"Damn it, when did I get this? A pig butcher?"

"Is this the wool merchant?"

"My God, there's still human trafficking..."

Gao Jun flipped through them one by one, there were too many, so he divided them into several stacks for everyone to search together.

Many people are powerful.

"Boss, is this one?" Alva handed over a business card with only his name on it. Gao Jun looked at it, nodded, and made a call to Umbrella.

Don't forget to say the last sentence when dialing the number.

"In the future, the business cards of customers of this level have to be put away carefully. We need to separate low-level customers, middle-level customers, and high-income customers, understand? Victor?"

The Soviet guy blinked, what does it matter to me?

"Hello? Hey, Mr. Moore? I'm Yuri, we met in Jeddah Port, the seller of Mi 17."

"I know you, Mr. Yuri, what's the matter?" Moore's voice was flat.

If ordinary people encounter the other party's tone of voice so indifferent, they may feel embarrassed. After all, it is a matter of asking for help.

But Mr. Gao can't. When selling insurance, who hasn't seen it?He was also bitten by a dog from an Irish woman, well, it was a French bulldog, and sooner or later it would be killed!

"Sir, I'm in Jubail. You must know what's going on here. My business has been blocked. I have a batch of goods that I want to deliver, but the control is strict. I want to trouble you."

Moore on the opposite side was quiet for a while.

As if on purpose, the conversation was delayed.

"It's hard to do..."

When Gao Jun's heart sank, he said again, "However, since you are looking for me, of course I will not refuse, but in the future when I need you, you have to help me once."

Owe a favor?
Gao Jun didn't even think about it, "Okay!"

In the future, if he has a big problem and I can't afford to provoke him, I will shrink my head; if the problem is small, then I will help him, face?How could this matter.

However, the other party shouldn't have to look for me for small things.

Moore was very satisfied when he heard his straightforward answer, and his tone softened a lot, "What do you need?"

"I need a gunship!"

"No problem, I will contact the frontline headquarters, you can go to Major General Wells."

"Thank you very much."

Moore said meaningfully, "Just don't forget your promise."

He said one more sentence, which made Gao Jun couldn't help thinking too much, there was something wrong with him.

"Boss, he agreed?" Taylor whispered beside him.

Gao Jun regained his composure and nodded, "Let's go, Victor and Tonikov, the three of us will go there, too many people are unnecessary."

"Boss, let me go," Umbrella said.

"I don't want to come to the door for help, so I can't justify it." Gao Jun waved his hand and said, he still had the courage to do so.

Being a big brother and commanding behind doesn’t mean you’re cowardly. Sometimes you have to be tough when you should be tough. Otherwise, how do younger brothers think of you?
Sitting on a Toyota cruiser, he headed towards the military camp not far from Jubail. When he passed Miller's head car, he happened to see a Saudi soldier paralyzed on the ground. Gao Jun signaled Tonikov to stop and poked his head out. He patted on the car door and shouted.

Miller hurried over, "Boss."

"How is this going?"

Miller recounted what happened just now.

"Call him over, and I'll take him there."

When the two mercenaries dragged him over, Gao Jun looked each other up and down, his legs and feet were weak, and he glared at Miller, "What did you do to others?"

"Boss, I'm really fine, he's just timid."

Gao Jun half-opened his mouth, "Help him into the car."

"Wait...see if he didn't pee his pants!"

……

Outside Jubail.

Gao Jun and his group were about to drive into the camp before they were finally stopped.

"We're looking for Major General Wells." Gao Jun smiled and said in English, and Victor next to him was in charge of translation. "We have an appointment."

The sentinel looked at him, hesitated, and stuffed a banknote into his hand. The smoothness was definitely 100 dollars. He nodded, "Just wait."

He just left his post and ran into the camp.

"I only need a team to behead the supreme commander here." Tonikov shook his head beside him.

I know you cow!

However, this great "Young Master Soldier" is even more hip than the "Strawberry Soldier". He can still train in the swimming pool anyway, and you are directly stretching your hips during wartime.

However, the sentinel just ran two steps in when he saw a major shouting to him. He couldn't hear what the two were talking about, and the former pointed to the door.

I saw the major come out, looked at Gao Jun up and down, "Mr. Yuri?"

"Yes, hello."

"Major General Wells notified me to receive you. He is very busy now, and I will take full responsibility for it. My name is Gary. Please follow me." The soldiers who went up and down also understood what was going on, and asked the sentry to help him away, so as not to lose face here.

Gao Jun and the others followed him into the camp.

The environment inside is terrible!
You can also see the wounded soldiers just hanging out like this, and the "red cross" hanging by the soldiers who act as medical staff next to them is even more conspicuous than Superman's underwear. Take a closer look, oh shit!

Richard Joe Gatling!
It was a doctor who invented Gatling.

Nickname: Doctor Death!
There was also a strong, unappetizing stench in the air.

"Fack, I thought I came to the African planting industry." Tonikov pinched his nose and couldn't help complaining. Seeing Gao Jun looking over, he spread his hands, "When I was on a mission in North Africa, I I just smelled it, and I swear, I will never go to the plantation to hide on my stomach again, I would rather be shot to death!"

"Does it stink that much, man?" Victor said with a smile.

"It's even more stinky than Siberian potatoes, no! Potatoes also smell like cherry blossoms, I've eaten them before."

That's left by the foot pot chicken... tears.

(No, I want to laugh, but I can't help it).

After speaking, Gary led them to a warehouse, stood at the door, and pointed inside with his thumb, "Look, can it be used?"

Gao Jun stretched his head and looked inside.

Bell 212!

The desert-colored painting clearly writes the abbreviation of the country. A GE M197 20mm machine gun on the lower abdomen is shining with man-eating eyes, and an M2 heavy machine gun is placed on the right hatch.

This is not the same as the civilian Bell 212.

You know, there are always a few big toys for military use.

"Manufactured under license in Agusta, Italy, this hardness is almost a layer higher than the normal version. Why didn't you just use this pair of Jubails for aerial strafing?" Victor is a professional, as can be seen from the number of the gunship manufacturer, but…

Can you stop asking such self-defeating questions?

Didn't you see that people's faces have changed?
Why else?
Of course I'm afraid of death!
No matter how awesome you are flying in the sky, after locking you, you have no room to dodge, especially a heavy helicopter.

Have you ever seen a slingshot playing a plane?

"Let's take this one." Gao Jun made a final decision.

Gary took out a notebook from his pocket, "Sign your name."

"When it's used up, send it back, and any damage that occurs, you have to pay for it."

"Don't worry, we are just shipping goods." Gao Jun signed his name readily.

Abdullah Yuri Adonis!

This is the name he gave himself with a regional taste.

Gary took a look and found someone to drag the Bell 212 to the open space. When the surrounding soldiers saw the armed helicopter coming out, they thought there was going to be a war again, so they hid away in fright and discussed with each other.

"Huabak bless you!"

When Gao Jun got on the helicopter, he saw Victor flipping through the manual, and his eyes twitched, "Aren't you an army pilot? Do you still need to read it?"

"The Soviet army doesn't have this model. I want to compare it. Don't worry, boss, the plane won't crash!" Victor replied.

Are your requirements that low?

Tonikov, who was sitting in the co-pilot's position, was very calm. "It would be great if there was a small bottle of vodka at this time. When I was in Siberia with my comrades in arms, I liked to take a sip and then drop down."

"Boss, I'll apply for vodka in the future..." Victor clicked the button, the propellers started to rotate, tilted up into the air, and then roared away.

Others drank and went to jail, and the Soviets drank and flew planes.

During World War II, Air Force Lieutenant Kozrov drove a fighter plane while drunk, and unexpectedly shot down three enemy planes by accident, and made great contributions.

The best way to defeat the drunk Soviets is to replace the coolant with water as well.

It took only a few minutes to fly from the barracks to the convoy.

In a short period of time, Gao Jun's expression changed dozens of times. When he got off the plane, his legs were trembling, and he waved his hands to signal that he didn't need support.

Do you still want to make an image of yourself?
Looking at Taylor and others who came around, he rubbed his face, took a deep breath, and recovered.

"Miller's God's Armed Mercenaries, Umbrella, Barnickers, Tony Cove, Bancroft, Alva, and I are in support of Rabe, Taylor, Scotis, and Victor stay with the convoy .”

"Boss, let me go, this battlefield is too dangerous." Scotis said as soon as he heard it.

"I don't go to the battlefield, just hide behind and shoot coldly. I mainly go to talk about business. Why is the Rabe tribe beaten like a dog? It's not because the firepower is not strong enough. I have to sell him better weapons."

Taylor said, "Then I can go."

Gao Jun looked at his stomach and touched it with a smile, "Are you planning to go bulletproof? Even a 6.35 pistol may not be able to penetrate you, so you can keep it."

Fatty goes to war...

What else can I be but a target? (I'm also fat).

"Umbrella, you and Barnickets are in charge."

Gao Jun can just leave the professional work to the experts. He doesn't know anything about military command. Commanding casually will kill people!
There are 12 people in total, enough to sit down.

Taylor and others watched Bell 212 take off.

...

"Our plan is very simple, land outside the battlefield, helicopter air fire support, Miller, you and Barney Klus, the others follow me, boss..." Umbrella had a headache.

"I will act with you." Gao Jun gritted his teeth and said boldly.

Are you disgusted by yourself?
In fact, war is really a very professional thing. Of course, if you insist on African infantry, they will shoot more bullets than many people, and at least they know how to hide.

Ordinary people, how many have participated in the war?

The bullet streaked overhead.

It is courageous to not pee your pants.

Life, you can't grasp it in the next second, everything is like fate!
Arms dealers are essentially businessmen!
Not Ultraman.

Have you ever seen Mexican Guzman go up and fight with people in person?
Maybe I did it when I was young, but later I got a bit of status, at most it was an atmosphere group.

But Gao Jun didn't want to be a burden, at least he needed a little help, and it wasn't time for him to stop and rest.

In the future, there will be more such things.

Seeing what the boss said, Umbrella looked into the eyes of Barnicles, a little surprised, and wanted to persuade him again, but Gao Jun was very firm, and they had no choice but to agree.

The top speed of the Bell 212 is 185 km/h, and the best effect is that it can directly cross some dunes and unnecessary obstacles.

About 40 minutes later, gunshots and distant commotion could be heard.

The helicopter put everyone down, Alva served as the air support firepower, and the M2 heavy machine gun operator at the side door was a member of the God Armed Forces.

this location...

The mortality rate is relatively high.

During the Vietnam War, more than 1 Bell U2000s were destroyed by the U.S. military. The pilots died almost as much as the planes, and there were about 6000 firemen, and the total number of sorties was only 1.

Most of them were caused by the pilot falling and falling to his death during operation.

Reckless drivers kill people!
This is called a random change of lanes.

"Action!" Umbrella ordered.

They all acted according to the prescribed route. Gao Jun followed their group. Bancroft was holding an RPD light machine gun, loaded with drums, and was wearing a tactical vest with full magazines on the left and right.

I don't know if he is too depressed by life, his personality is more paranoid, and he is not afraid of death when fighting. Moreover, maybe Boss Gao has helped him, so that he has a kind of blind faith from.

This is also the reason why Gao Jun let him be stationed at ease when he left Jeddah Port.

Gao Jun was wearing a 6b3t m-01 body armor and holding an AK47 in his hand. When he followed them and ran across a sand dune, he saw the panic in front of him at a glance. The entire De Feituer tribe was full of panicked figures.

In the surrounding area, militants in different clothes could be seen attacking, but encountered strong resistance.

Gao Jun raised his head and watched Bell 212 pass over his head. He couldn't help squinting his eyes due to the violent wind and waves, and rushed into the battle group. At high altitude, the machine guns began to roar.

what?
You said this is a customer? !

Who cares.

That's a lot for $10 in services.

It seems that the price increase on the battlefield is not without exception. There is a saying in the American mercenary circle: "As long as someone is willing to pay me, I can work for Reagan in the morning and work for Card Dazuo in the evening."

Simply put.

The younger brother asked: "Boss, where should we help?"

The boss held the hammer and said, "If there is a lot of money there, I will help that side. Is there anyone going to increase the price now?"

If the price is right, Gao Jun is also willing to give Rabe a bullet.

How much, how much service!

American pilots often kill their own people, which is very normal.

There is often a saying on the battlefield called what?
Run as fast as you can!
The bullet behind caught up.

The sudden gunship of the armed helicopter swept the ground, and a small hole was punched in the ground. One militant who couldn't dodge was hit in the head and turned into a watermelon (don't doubt, I've seen it).

The M20 heavy machine gun fired at a pickup truck, "Alva! Keep the altitude!" He shouted loudly at the driver.

Bullet casings fell from the plane.

The driver in the pickup truck wanted to run, but the fuel tank was hit, and it exploded directly, turning into a ball of fire, pressing it tightly under the car, and its screams could be heard.

Hitting the fuel tank has a high chance of igniting the fuel in the tank.Although the fuel is ignited, it is not certain whether the fuel tank can be detonated.

If the fuel tank is full, it does not have the conditions to explode. If the fuel tank is half empty, there is already volatilized oil and gas inside, and it is still likely to explode.

The militants below raised their guns and fired into the sky. The bullets hit the propellers, making a crisp sound.

"Sit tight! Climb up!" Alva roared, licked his dry lips, got up, his eyes were red, and he even made a "Levisman" movement in the air.

It is "jumping and reversing". After advancing at high speed, pull up at a large elevation angle of 80°~90°. After the speed decreases, complete the 180° rotation around the longitudinal axis of the aircraft in a short period of time, and then restart the aircraft on the ground. attack.

This kind of stunt is a test of the performance of the aircraft and the courage of the pilot, so Alva didn't drink alcohol. If he drank alcohol, I will tell you that he will perform a turnaround for you.

Taking advantage of the air support force being attracted by the firepower, Umbrella saw the right moment and led the team straight into the center. He had already spotted a Jeep that looked like a command vehicle.

"Metal! RPG!" Umbrella yelled at Tonikov, calling him a nickname. The other party threw the bazooka on his back to him, and took out an air-burst incendiary bomb from the canister very cooperatively. .

"Okay!" Tonikov patted him on the shoulder, squatted to the side, and assumed the role of guard.

Umbrella opened the sights, aimed at the jeep, and fired!
Why is there a war?
Humans have thought about this issue for thousands of years, but they have also fought for thousands of years. Perhaps it is because they all feel that the other party is making trouble for no reason, and the reason does not make sense, so they can only force the other party to admit that they are wrong.

Whoever loses is at fault.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

The incendiary bomb passed through the armed crowd of guards and slammed into the side door of the car, accompanied by a loud explosion.

Look…

God came to collect the corpse again.

But wait, there are still many people.

After firing one shell, fire another one. Anyway, the RPG rocket launcher can be used repeatedly.

Maozi is that his own goods are very good, the market has a high retention rate, but the repeated use rate is relatively low. If you look at the British, the "Lao" 80-type 94mm rocket launcher and 94-type rocket launcher are all thrown away after shooting.

You are too honest, even if an honest person grows muscles, you will still be played to death by those belly black people.

Umbrella has American military thinking. He can use firepower as little as possible, and it is best to sweep back and forth with air power. Look at the Gulf War, the United States sent 300 planes to bomb back and forth every day.

Blow up your important target.

The ground forces were almost swept away.

If you are poor, you will be interspersed with detours, and if you are rich, you will bombard me!
The two rocket launchers were not enough to fit between the teeth when the U.S. military was fighting, but the jeep was obviously very important. When it was blown up, the frontline troops who were attacking the tribe obviously lost their momentum.

The cohesion of the battle suddenly dissipated.

"Are you going to charge?!" Gao Jun held an AK and watched behind him, his blood boiled, and he couldn't help asking.

"No, boss, just a few of us can't break through the opponent's formation, but we can shoot here to make the people below think that there are reinforcements, and then they will naturally run away." Umbrella said.

Just these few birdmen.

There are more than a hundred rangers + ground support troops, and they have to fight and scream when facing Somalia's crowd tactics.

Of course, if you are facing Italians.

They may have surrendered, no!The white flag was raised before the war started. You must know that the men in the Apennine Peninsula faced the 22nd British Armored Armored Brigade in order to surrender. They destroyed 2 British tanks and injured 79 in just 53 hours!
Crying while beating: "You are the only one who won't let me surrender! Labor and capital beat you to death!"

It's also weird.

Rabe in the tribe was shot in the arm, but he was also a tough guy. When he saw the Bell 212 gunship, he knew that the reinforcements were coming. He even carried the AK himself, tore off the gauze on his hand, and shouted long live in Arabic !

Unexpectedly, he directly led the counter charge.

my mom.

There is such a hero in this area?Whose subordinate is this?

Gao Jun took a closer look, rub it!
My client, you can't be killed by a stray bullet, "Hurry up, they're going to disperse."

Bancroft rushed down from the sand dunes with a light machine gun in his hand, and fired at the militants beside the original jeep. It only took one bullet to kill a person.

That kind of TV show puts a few shots in the body and still doesn't fall to the ground.

Yan Shuangying is reincarnated!

The caliber of the RPD light machine gun is 7.62mm. It will leave a small hole with a diameter of less than 1 cm when it shoots into the skin from the front. The speed passes through the human body, and the diameter of the bullet wound formed by the shock wave may reach more than 570 cm!

If it was hit on the head, the wound would be even more terrifying. For details, please refer to Kennedy. By the way, I heard that his skull was intact when it flew.

Seeing that Bancroft had rushed out, Umbrella and others followed suit. The battlefield is a place where adrenaline can easily surge.

Others knew how to bend their backs or walk in an S-shape. Gao Jun just rushed forward with his AK in his hand, his eyesight was sharp enough, and he happened to see a militant, and the other party saw him, raised his gun and prepared to attack. when shooting.

Gao Jun hit it with a single shuttle.

Ordinary people shoot, the trigger is pulled, and generally they will not let go.

This should be his first time participating in a war.

A common "mistake" for recruits, after the bullets were fired, he dunked a few times, and only the crisp mechanical sound made him calm down. When he lowered his head and was about to change the bullets, a large car suddenly drilled out from behind the burning ruins of a car. beard.

The two looked at each other head on.

The opponent was startled, and was about to shoot. Gao Jun bit his head and let out a low growl. He crashed into his arms, pinched the opponent's neck and pressed him to the ground. His knee pressed hard against an important part. The opponent's dead fish eyes are protruding.

See, everyone has weaknesses.

The weapons in the opponent's hand fell to the ground. Gao Jun touched his waist with his right hand in a panic. There was a military thorn on it. He pulled it out and stabbed it diagonally towards the neck!
His hands were stained with blood.

The bearded man let out a cry of pain, and finally started to give up. Fear flashed in his eyes, and he started to shout, "NO, NO, NO!"

Do you still want to run at this time?

Gao Jun didn't understand what he said, he spun around his neck vigorously, gritted his teeth, and could clearly see the blue veins on his arms.

The bearded man's voice gradually weakened until finally... nothing.

Gao Jun saw that the opponent stopped struggling, and gasped heavily on the corpse. The strength was a bit too much, and it would be like this.

But fortunately, those militants were beaten back by a counter charge, and no one saw him, otherwise, if he was shot at this time, he would groan.

The Bell 212 continued to shoot at the fleeing militants, but the firepower was still not strong enough. If it was equipped with missiles, none of the people below would even try to escape.

"Boss, are you alright, boss?" Umbrella found Gao Jun on the corpse, and seeing him motionless, he was very nervous. Nothing could happen to this long-term meal ticket.

The main thing is to find an employer who is not in arrears of wages and is not harsh. In this economic environment, if a dog looks for shit to eat, it has to be stored in the refrigerator, so as not to be full for the next meal.

"It's okay, cough, cough..." Gao Jun spat out the sand and held his chest, feeling a bit raw.

"Okay, let Alva stop chasing him. Even if the shells belong to someone else, they can't be wasted like this. These are all money." Gao Jun also felt a little bit pained.

If this is your own air support force.

$10?

You really want to eat farts, after this round, at least I can buy a cheaper Mercedes-Benz, right?
Bullets, aviation oil, labor costs, etc. add up, and you will definitely lose money!
"Yuri, Yuri..."

At this moment, Gao Jun heard a call of the soul, coming from far to near with a very nasty voice, and Gao Jun saw Rabe walking over with AK behind his back, with a cigarette in his mouth, and holding Gao with his right hand. Jun's shoulder, his left hand stopped his waist, and gave him a close salute.

Do you know what beard smells like?

Gao Jun didn't know either, he was holding his breath!
"Thank you for your help. If it weren't for you, the De Fetuul tribe would have disappeared."

Don't say thank you!
This is business.

Saying thank you would be too sorry for Mei Dao.

Gao Jun was afraid that the other party would play the emotional card, so he said directly, "Our Tinder Company, as long as the customer needs it, we can meet any request at any time, any place, and any request."

"Our motto is: money creates efficiency."

"Tinder? Yuri, is this your company?" Rabe asked curiously, "When did you open it?"

高军看了下手表，“1990年12月19日下午16:21分，你觉得怎么样？”

Boy, it's now!

It's a nice name.

Tinder?

Expressing Gao Jun's ambition, I will go everywhere sooner or later.

"It's a great name. If you need it, I can design a logo for you." Rabe said with a smile.

Gao Jun looked at him suspiciously.

"I graduated from the Florence Academy of Fine Arts."

Boss Gao was silent.

I graduated from a third-rate school in San Diego. After graduation, I have no future. I can only work as an arms dealer. What about the other party?

Apart from hundreds of camels, hundreds of people, and some "broken guns", what else do you have? (I really envy)!
Why do you meet people like this?
In the past, there was a top student who graduated from Wharton Business School in Yemen and led his hometown to become rich!

Later, some top students from the Academy of Fine Arts went back to the desert to feed the sand?
Is it so difficult to get a job now?
Gao Jun responded with a forced smile.

Rabe didn't pay much attention to this matter, and invited Gao Jun and others to the tent, and there were corpses everywhere in the tribe...

There were people lying on top of their loved ones and howling.

The pain of the world is the same.

Destiny is never kind, the greatest sorrow is that I am in the world, as long as I live, all living beings will be in calamity...

"Who are these people?"

"Do you still know Kahtani and Montachari?" Rabe said two familiar names in a muffled voice.

How could Gao Jun forget the big dog.

Even if the ancestral grave is probably forgotten (most people certainly don't know), but the big dog's house is full of copper smell, which Gao Jun will never forget after thousands of miles.

"It was their people who attacked me." Rabe said dully.

"why?"

Rabe took a deep breath, "They think Nasser's death is very abnormal! They think I'm playing tricks inside, they want my nephew to be the new emir, and they contacted the former captain of the guard, wanting to kill me .”

When he said this, there was still anger in his pupils.

"I'll strike first and kill him!" Rabe gritted his teeth, "Just as I was about to speak, the two tribes assembled more than [-] people to attack me. These two bastards must be for the tribe's shop. and assets, they are going to annex us."

Gao Jun also agrees with this statement.

"Didn't you send a message to your nephew who is studying abroad? Tell him to come back quickly."

Rabe asked suspiciously, shook his head, lowered his voice, and looked around, "Why did I ask him to come back? If he comes back, why don't I just..."

Sure enough, Manzi just didn't understand what thirty-six strategies were.

You call him over, keep him stable, and then find someone to kill him on the road, or find a way to kill him after you come back. By then, Nasser will be extinct. You are the person with the closest blood, even if others doubt you, What can be done?
Rabe was still too young.

But Gao Jun didn't want to tell him, what should he do if he learns it?These are all knowledge, knowledge is valuable, and if you are valuable, you have to ask for a price, so you can't say it easily.

"Then what are you going to do next? Do you want to buy some weapons to kill Kahtani and Muntashari? I recently got a good one. The SVD sniper rifle comes with a PSO-1 scope. How about $600? This is Proper Soviet products, not pirated products from Romania, let alone rotten products from Tushawa, do you want to try it? Guaranteed, at a distance of [-] meters, aim at the heads of the two of them, and you can pierce two of them with one shot."

Good guy, are you a target?
Gao Jun said that his mouth was thirsty, and he was also very excited. Wasn't it just for this moment that he was fighting to the death and fighting people outside for clients?

Customers see my hard work, do they have the nerve to be indifferent?
Rabe's expression was very strange, and he waited until he said he was tired before speaking, "Don't you know? The two of them were sitting in the jeep you blew up."

"!!!" Gao Jun's eyes widened.

Did I kill my potential client?
At this moment, Gao Jun understood Jacqueline's pain. He really wanted to hug the heads of those two clients and cry bitterly, because at this moment, he was definitely the one who felt the most pain for their death.
The heart-wrenching pain surpassed their family members!
This is something ordinary people cannot feel.

Forget about ordinary customers, but Kahtani and Muntashari are rich men with diamond rings on both hands. When you do business with them, they don't bring any bargaining.

This is called a high-quality customer. Is this kind of person bombarded by myself, and is it a person who has been eliminated?This is the future!

If they were put together with Rabe, Boss Gao chose to let them kill each other.

However, the love and hatred of several men made Gao Jun's "distressed" face almost twitch.

Where can I find this kind of people who don't bargain and don't bounce tickets?

But after all, he came out of the rivers and lakes to mess around, and his head is to make money quickly, so he should try his best to get more benefits from Rabe.

"Then you need weapons even more, to annex their tribe."

"Only by occupying their territory will your strength be the most extensive in the Rub Khali Desert. At that time, relying on this place, you can also collect protection fees!"

Gao Jun began to draw big pictures for him.

Tell him, the benefits of occupying land as king, especially in the triangle area, as long as you have money, power, and people in your hands, you will be a "family slave with three surnames!"

Rabe declined the offer.

But is he really unmoved?

Gao Jun clearly saw desire in his eyes.

Although power is a stubborn bear, interests can pull it by the nose. When you are a beggar, you want to have enough to eat. When you want to have enough to eat, you want to live in a house. After you are satisfied, you will have greater dissatisfaction.

people!
Very greedy!
We are born to be free, who dares to stand tall!

Of course, the premise is that you give up everything, including dignity, feelings, life, etc., just to pursue what you want.

Gao Jun is not in a hurry, as long as you plant ambition in Rabe's heart, are you afraid that you will not bear fruit?

Rabe asked someone to withdraw 10 U.S. dollars in cash, wrapped it in a plastic bag, and handed it to him, "Yuri, I don't need your gun anymore. In the desert, there are so many AK47s that can swallow the entire yellow sand." , I need heavy firepower now, it would be best to have anti-aircraft guns, which can prevent low-altitude aircraft."

This seems to be a lot in the Soviet system.

Both ZSU series and Sam series are acceptable.

"I will pay attention to you. When I come next time, I will arrange for you, but I should not come in the near future. After Christmas, January 1st is our Asian holiday. I have to accompany my friends and relatives."

Rabe said it was understandable, just let him remember.

Gao Jun pointed to his head and said with a smile, "Don't worry, buddy, I will never forget about banknotes, unless I am demented, but, I think, if I am stupid, I will also ask the doctor about equipment The price, I'm afraid they'll cheat me out of money."

"You are the most greedy Asian I have ever seen!"

"Thank you for your compliment. If you need anything in the future, please light the fire directly outside the tent and throw in US dollars. No matter where I am, I will smell it and know your difficulties!" Gao Jun joked. Nose down.

Laughter suddenly came from the tent.

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(End of this chapter)