I want to be a warlord

Chapter 131 Losing Business
The reason why Wang Zhen felt that what happened to Feisal was caused by himself was because of the template he designed for Feisal before - Du Lisan.

Du Lisan was a super bandit who made Tsarist Russia helpless and the Qing government a headache when he occupied the main traffic roads such as rivers and highways to collect fees.

In the end, he was trapped and killed by Zhang Zuolin at the peak moment.

Looking back now, what happened to Faisal is almost a replica of Du Lisan.

Could it be because of himself that Feisal really got Du Lisan's fate?
Doomed to fall before reaching the top?

"What's wrong with you?" Darryl called Wang Zhen.

"Ah, nothing?" Wang Zhen came back to his senses, "How is Feisal now? He's not dead, is he?"

"Of course he didn't die. He was in Baghdad, how could he die? It's just that the armed force under him was beaten badly, and only 30 people escaped to Baghdad." Darryl sighed: "The people behind him Most of the funders belong to Tikrit, and now they have basically lost their source of income.”

Wang Zhen sighed heavily, Farewell, Feisal, my brother.

"What's the plan of the Iraqi government? Is it not going to take back Tikrit?" Wang Zhen asked, "If this continues, Ace Ace will hit Baghdad."

"Take it back? How do you take it back?" Darryl sneered, "The fighting power of the government army is no different from that of those local armed forces. They have no power to fight back against the crazy people in Aisisi who are not afraid of death, especially those The lunatics always first spread their ideas inside the city and develop believers."

"Before it is launched, it is impossible to tell who is a terrorist. Once it is launched, the government forces will have no power to parry."

"The U.S. military doesn't care?" Wang Zhen was puzzled.

"What do you do?" Darryl spread his hands, "Terrorists don't know how to put labels on their heads, and they don't have uniforms. At a glance, they are all civilians. Even if we have planes and missiles, do we really dare to bomb them? ?"

"The hardest part of fighting terrorists is finding them."

"Then just keep watching them develop? Now that Iraq has lost one-third of its territory, Nineveh Province is still a high-oil production area, so I don't feel distressed."

"The United States can't afford the consequences of bombing civilians." Darryl shook his head, "Now we can only keep supporting the Kurds to fight against Ace's expansion, unless one day Ace really makes trouble and the whole world is right They hate it deeply, otherwise..."

Wang Zhen scoffed, he couldn't afford it now, the United States was in full swing in 03, looking around, no country could stand side by side with it, conquering the world, dare to bomb directly with a bottle of laundry.

Today, 10 years later, Russia's GDP has increased by 5 times, and the rabbit has also increased by 5 times.

In the global ranking of GDP, in 2003, Russia ranked 12th and Rabbit ranked 6th. Ten years later, Russia jumped to 10th and Rabbit jumped to 8nd.

Strength makes people calm!

Of course, if the trouble really caused the rabbits and polar bears to start to be hostile, then their extinction would not be far away.

If you want to destroy people, you must first make them crazy. From Wang Zhen's point of view, Ace is crazy.

"Okay, let's not talk about these uncomfortable topics." Wang Zhen waved his hand, "It seems that I have to find another way, so, Darryl, do you have any channels to sell arms? I can give you into."

Darryl slammed his mouth and said regretfully: "In theory, I should be able to help you find a buyer, but the reality is, I can't. I was the general manager of the Iraqi branch of the Imperial Barrier first, and then I was able to help you find a buyer. It's Daryl."

Wang Zhen sighed, he understood that Darryl exists attached to the imperial barrier, and he cannot touch any business that is not involved in the imperial barrier.

"Okay then, I have nothing to do. I'm leaving. I haven't had a good rest for four days. I'm going to be sleepy." Wang Zhen stood up and breathed out involuntarily.

Money is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat.

……

Go back to the residence, wash up, go to sleep, and wake up at noon the next day.

After sleeping for more than 12 hours, I finally regained my spirit.

Because the company is registered in Iraq, it is foreseeable that most of the business will be here in the future. Therefore, this small building Wang Zhen simply arranged to rent the shovel as a whole. As their residence, there are no outsiders here, and it is quite quiet.

After waking up, Wang Zhen didn't want to get up for a while, and after a while, Wang Zhen began to calculate the income of this business.

After deducting the kickback from the Wujiao Building and the royalties from the Imperial Barrier, there are still 35 left.

The company reserved 10.5 yuan as operating funds, divided it into 17.15 yuan for the four donkeys, and left 7.35 yuan for themselves.

Mission expenses: CIA intelligence costs 15...

Wang Zhen sat up straight and blinked, "Isn't this a $5 compensation?"

That's not counting, the air ticket when I came here, the rent of the small resident building, the food and drink during this period, the salary of the shovel, the hired cleaning maid, two military Hummers and two pickup trucks for traveling in Baghdad.

There are also all the equipment and ammunition that the team replenishes.

When they were in the Imperial Fortress, the Scythe Squad could use their free time to do private work. This did not need to share profits with the company, so the company was not responsible for the squad's equipment.

However, there are only a few people in Brilliant Defense, and if there is no private work, then Wang Zhen must be responsible for the equipment problem.

The previously damaged low-light night vision devices and infrared night vision devices need to be replenished, damaged guns need to be repaired, and all ammunition and body armor need to be repurchased.

What they use are all high-end products, which are extremely expensive.

In Poet's case, it's $30 to pull the trigger!

Shrapnel was a poor man just after he came out of prison, and all the equipment was bought by Wang Zhen, so naturally he couldn't treat fellow countryman Guo Jingyun favorably.

I looked at the consumption list sent to me by the shovel. I originally had 142 million US dollars in my hand. After various expenses, now the account balance is only 73 US dollars.

Wang Zhen felt dizzy.

Am I doing a mission or not...

No wonder Brilliant Barrier doesn't take this kind of mission at all, it's not profitable at all.

Thinking about it, Wang Zhen raised his hand and slapped himself again. He should have brought a few boxes of high-value ammunition to the pickup truck yesterday.

Trucks carrying goods will be noticed, but pickup trucks running all over Iraq will not!
At least the basic income can be guaranteed.

Now Wang Zhen has begun to worry about whether the batch of arms will be discovered by others. The Jade Emperor Tathagata Buddha of the Three Qing Dynasties, the Buddha God Mary, the gods and Buddhas bless you, please don't be discovered by anyone.

After chanting a few words, he couldn't lie down anymore, Wang Zhen got up and worked hard, he had to work hard to make money.

I also want to buy a house for Jiajia.

So, let's have a meal first.

After leading a group of people to eat and drink, Wang Zhen checked that it was almost time, and called John to meet him.

With so few connections in Baghdad, he couldn't find another way to ship.

The CIA may be very busy, but John, as the second in command, is not so busy. It was still in that residential house that Wang Zhen met John who was invited.

"Congratulations, Brilliant Defense has completed the first mission."

After meeting and exchanging pleasantries, Wang Zhen talked about his purpose.

John thought for a while and said, "First of all, I want to earn this agency fee, and then, you know, I'm not involved in the arms business."

"The munitions from last time?" Wang Zhen asked.

"It was purchased through a colleague's channel." John said: "So, I can only help you find an underground arms dealer to ship, but you have to understand that the price of the shipment to the arms dealer cannot be based on the Iraqi market price. .”

Wang Zhen opened his mouth and sighed, "Of course, I can understand."

"You're a smart man, haha." John smiled. "For the rest, you have to pray that the batch of ammunition is still there. I'll wait for your news."

Wang Zhen nodded, no matter what, he could still find a shipping channel, even if he didn't make much money.

Saying goodbye to John, although Wang Zhen is anxious to make money, he will not act in a hurry to mess things up.

After resting in Baghdad for a week, the group of Brilliant Defense set off again until it was confirmed that the limelight had passed.

Starting in the morning, I still took a detour from Sulaymaniyah, stumbling, and finally arrived near the Tibetan car in the evening. When the distance was about 2 kilometers, Wang Zhen called to stop.

"What's the matter, what are you doing here?" the donkey tilted his head and asked.

"Wait first, eat something, and go there after dark." Wang Zhen looked at his watch and said.

"Are you afraid that someone will ambush us?" asked the poet.

Wang Zhen nodded. Since he worked as a PMC for more than half a year, he found that the battles he encountered were basically ambushes. Now he has some conditioned reflexes.

At night, they can take advantage of their advanced equipment.

After 10 o'clock, the temperature has cooled down. At this time, the temperature of the human body is much higher than the surrounding environment, and it is easier to be detected by infrared night vision devices.

The five of them touched it in a battle formation, and the speed was not fast. Wang Zhen was carrying a handheld infrared night vision device weighing more than 3 kilograms in his hand.

When they touched the coordinates around 300 meters, the team stopped. Wang Zhen took a night vision goggle to observe carefully, and he could already see the vehicle covered by Ji Libu.

After careful observation for a full 10 minutes, several people moved forward again and searched the surrounding hundreds of meters repeatedly. Wang Zhen was not relieved until it was confirmed that it was safe.

Six or seven hours of wits and wits with the air... Be careful and make no big mistakes.

When he came to the car, he took off the camouflage cloth and took a look inside. The boxes of ammunition were still there. Wang Zhen grinned and laughed loudly.

He ordered the poet to be on guard with a hand-held infrared night vision device, and the others tore off Jilib as a whole. Wang Zhen called a few people to jump into the car, took a tactical flashlight, pried open the wooden box, and began to check.

If you want to sell arms, you must first know what the goods are.

Move around, record, confirm.

The batch of goods sold to Ace Ace are all light weapons, most of which are Russian equipment.

AK-47, 300 pieces, 15 boxes.

M43 intermediate ammunition, 200 boxes, standard 550 rounds small box.

FAL, 100 pieces, 10 boxes.

7.62NATO bombs, 50 boxes, standard 450 rounds small box.

Dynamite, 10 boxes.

RPG, 30 pieces, warheads, 100 rounds.

"Damn it, this is enough for a battalion of armed terrorists." Guo Jingyun looked a little speechless.

"How much is it worth?" asked the donkey.

"Ghost knows." Wang Zhen closed the box, sat on it, sighed, and said with some disappointment: "If calculated according to the price given to Feisal, these can be worth 300 million yuan, but I know it's impossible. I'd be happy with a million dollars."

(End of this chapter)