Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 4 Good Christians
  Ahmed stared at Sean warily and said: "Hey, my friend, I know you and I know what you are thinking. Don't have too much hope. Of course, I am not capable of doing such a big task alone." Yes, this was led by a large mercenary team, I just took a sip of soup and got only 20,000 US dollars."

"Fake, twenty thousand dollars! These damn vampires, they should go to hell!" Sean looked very dissatisfied: "Damn, what's that look like? I'm not those damn vampires, we are brothers!"

"Listen, if I were you, I would use all this money to buy equipment, and then kick those damn vampires' asses! Then tell them, you bastards, this is Baghdad, this is Iraqi territory. , you should shrink your heads and be human!"

"Uh……"

Ahmed said: "Sean, your acting skills are terrible. Listen, I will buy a batch of arms from you."

"Haha, Ahmed, my brother! You are my best partner, aren't you? To express my sincerity, I am willing to let you visit my warehouse and give you a preferential price!"

Sean grinned and said as he led him inside, then pushed open a rusty iron door and got in. The so-called warehouse was only thirty or forty square meters, and it was filled with all kinds of things. Antiques from World War I and World War II.

"Wow, kar98k, a Nazi butcher knife! My ideal lover! Look, there is gun oil on this gun. It smells really intoxicating. This is a gift from God!"

"Oh Maiga! Mosin Nagant, Shui Lian Zhu, the symbol of meritorious service of the fighting nation, the representative of revolution and peace, this charming baby, I love it so much, my God, I feel like I am going to go!"

Ahmed excitedly picked up a Mohammad Nagant rifle in his left hand, and a Kar98k Mauser rifle in his right hand. While swearing, he pouted and kissed hard.

"Damn it, look what you've done, it's all covered with your saliva!" Sean shouted very dissatisfied.

Ahmed stroked the gun body intoxicated: "Sean, this is mine. I love them so much. How much do these two guns cost?"

"Seven thousand dollars!"

Ahmed's movements froze, and then his nose became crooked with anger, and he danced and said: "Fake! Sean! You are the vampire, you are more hateful than those Western capital scum! Damn it, I am yours Friends! We are partners, and you just said we are good brothers!"

"No, I'm a businessman!"

The Mosin-Nagant rifle is rough and simple to operate. It is one of the earliest small-caliber military rifles with smokeless propellant. It also has multiple model extensions. It has many advantages such as high accuracy and strong stability. It has been in service for sixty years. It is enough to prove its excellence. During World War II, it was the main battle rifle of the former Soviet Union and made great contributions to it. It has also been imitated and used by many countries, precisely because it is reliable enough.

The 98k rifle has huge lethality and high accuracy. It was nicknamed the "Nazi Butcher's Knife" because it was equipped by the Nazi German army.

These weapons have been put into museums with the emergence of semi-automatic rifles. According to arms transactions in various continents of the United States, the current market price of 98k is about 3000-4000 US dollars, while the Mosin Nagant only costs a few hundred US dollars. .

Sean felt that calling him seven thousand dollars was definitely the conscience of the world.

"Damn it, Sean, you are robbing! In the whole of Baghdad, few people except me are willing to use these old men from World War II!"

Ahmed shouted angrily, but he still held the two guns tightly in his hands, obviously he still liked this treasure very much. Sean shook his head and said: "My friend, this is not a good reason. Although they look a little old, they are still weapons for killing, aren't they?"

"Faq! I really want to stuff the barrel of the gun into your mouth, so that you can experience the power of the murder weapon in your mouth!" Ahmed cursed through gritted teeth: "You have to give me an advantage. One thing, you know, I only have 20,000 US dollars, and my people still need to eat..."

Sean shook his head and said: "That's a pity. The Nazi butcher knife can only wait for the day when its real owner arrives, but you can have the Mosin Nagant, right?"

In fact, Sean never thought at first that Ahmed would buy a "delicate" "luxury product" like 98k. Are you kidding me? He is so poor and has a small team with him. How dare he spend money like this? ? Don't want to eat anymore?

This is also the tragedy of old antiques like him. Guys who can afford to buy them look down on them, and guys who like them can't afford them.

"You can look at other things, such as MKI flares, Marjll grenades, m14 hand-thrown thermite incendiary bombs, etc. The prices are affordable, and if you buy more, you can get discounts!" Sean said with his sharp tongue All in all, the purpose of sales promotion is to suck all the US dollars out of this guy's pocket, otherwise he will not feel safe even when he sleeps.

Ahmed struggled for a long time before making a decision, gritting his teeth and placing the order.

"Sean, give me four stg44 assault rifles, 51 rounds of xmm bullets, a box of MKII grenades, two grenades, and ten rounds of artillery shells!"

Sean's eyes turned into slits when he heard this, and he counted with his fingers: "The stg44 assault rifle costs 2000 US dollars, 51 rounds of The shells cost a total of 450 US dollars, a total of 300 US dollars. Rounding off, I only charge you 2950 US dollars. By the way, do you need help loading them?"

Ahmed is a rough guy. He is not good at mathematics, let alone mental arithmetic. Anyway, he looked confused. He turned around and asked the black guy next to him: "Is his calculation correct?"

"Uh... it should be... right?"

That black guy is even more confused than him. He doesn't even understand what the hell is going on!
  "Okay, I believe Sean will not cheat on me." Ahmed said helplessly.

Sean quickly took a snakeskin bag and roughly stuffed the weapons and equipment he wanted into it. After doing this, he seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly ran out of the warehouse, leaving Ahmed and the two more confused. force.

But not long after, he ran back again, waving the Gurkha scimitar in his hand and said to Ahmed: "Hi, my friend, Gurkha scimitar, twelve hundred dollars, how about it? Do you want it?"

Ahmed's eyes lit up instantly, he took the scimitar, put his nose to it and sniffed it like a madman.

"Man, it's not a good Christian, it's drunk of blood!"

Mercenaries all over the world have more or less "superstitions". For example, they firmly believe that weapons have emotions. Only those who have seen blood are the real weapons for harvesting life. Those new weapons that have just been opened can only be regarded as weapons. Rookie!
  As for those guns that jam, those are good Christians, and they prefer demons that harvest lives!
  Sure enough, after listening to Sean's words, Ahmed finally gritted his teeth and took out the $1,200 and handed it to Sean, then turned around and left, as if running for his life.

(End of this chapter)