If you bought the first one, why can't you buy the second?

High-end armaments? Special connections? Are you really sure you still have these?

These two sentences were like a thunderbolt from the blue, making Osk's mind blank, his eyes wide, and his eyes staring at Cologne in front of him with hatred.

He knew that he had completely planted ...... this time

The meaning of the other party's words is very clear, since Gru has betrayed you, what about Merrison, who is in charge of transportation!

And what this arms dealer from the third world said next verified this point, only to see him smile at Doro and say in a breezy tone. "Mr. General, please rest assured, I will eat all the $120 million order myself, and as for what Mr. Oske can get, I will get it."

"Oh! Are you so confident? ”

"Of course, because Mr. Oske is very confident, I am naturally more confident when I inherit all his assets."

“……”

Instead of replying immediately, General Doro turned his gaze to Osk.

At this time, this rampant Mr. Arms Dealer, who had already lost the vigor he had when he first entered Baghdad, was like a dead dog, and when he saw that murderous gaze, he screamed in panic.

"No, don't kill me, General, I know it's wrong, please spare me this time."

"Drag it out, I don't want this man to live in the world."

Doro said in a calm tone, and the soldiers around him, after receiving the order, also dragged Osk out, no matter how much he struggled, he could not escape the fate of a bullet.

This is the arms dealer, who can be killed by his own goods while selling arms.

Fate is cruel, who can say clearly!

The conversation in the room continued, and there was no sign of stopping.

The white fat man Cologne obviously had the chance to win, and sat on the sofa very unceremoniously, with two big hands wantonly and lightly in his arms, and his dissolute appearance made General Doro very unaccustomed to it.

It's just years of training, so that his joy and anger are not shown on his face.

And this arms dealer from the Third World finally revealed his ambitions at this time. "General, give me the $120 million order, don't use President Saddam Hussein to postpone it, the head of state will not pay attention to such a small matter, so the final decision is still in your hands."

"Mr. Cologne, you're in a hurry, don't forget that you have two other contenders?"

"Two contenders? Siskova vs. Blow Ann Keldi? With all due respect, General, Siskova has already died in the explosion, and the body should have been received, so there is no need to excuse it, and as for that American kid, he is not qualified enough to participate in his magnitude, so there is nothing to hesitate about, and presumably you will not make a decision based on preference, right. ”

“……”

Doro was a little silent.

Of course, he didn't like the fat man in front of him, this arms dealer was so cunning that he always had a chilling feeling.

But as the other party said, he is a general, everything he does must be for the interests of the country, and his personal feelings cannot be involved in it at all, and from the current situation, choosing Cologne is indeed the most correct.

However, Doro eventually chose to go through the formal process......

I just heard him say expressionlessly. "Mr. Cologne, the results will be officially announced in five hours, and the venue is still the same clubhouse, so don't worry."

"I don't care, the end result is the same anyway."

"Oh, are you so sure?"

"Why not? All of Ossk's arms are in my hands, and many of his connections have been inherited by me. ”

Fat Cologne shrugged his shoulders and said in a very sinister tone.

Although Doro is very reluctant to admit it, but the current situation is indeed like this, he also has an indifferent attitude about it, the reason is simple, Iraq never cares who sells its arms.

It's as simple as that......

Then the chief of staff turned and left, leaving only an indifferent voice that echoed through the reception room. "Then let's look forward to this cooperation."

"Mr. General, you won't regret it......"

Cologne said to the back of the departing man in front of him.

Then the fat man could no longer bear it, and continued to exercise just now, and for a while the reception room was full of gasps.

And this arms dealer from the Third World, can he really get his wish?

Who can say for sure what the future holds!

……

Although Yang Xun is a traverser, he is not an omnipotent god, so he naturally will not know all the conspiracies of the white fat man, but he can also guess a rough idea based on the information he has found so far.

Step 1: Buying Merrison and emptying the Orsk arsenal.

Step 2: Use the mercenaries extradited by Osk to get rid of your competitors and hand over the culprit to General Doro.

Step 3: Win the $120 million arms order contract.

Apparently he succeeded in the first two steps, only the last one was missing.

It was noon, the third day Yang Xun had spent in Baghdad, and it would also be the day when everything was settled.

Standing in front of the window and tasting the expensive red wine in the cup, Yang Xun looked around the scenery outside, admiring this ancient city that was about to usher in war, and sighed in a whisper from time to time.

"The more ancient the place, the more suffering it will endure, and it is clear that God will favor only the strong."

"And I'm going to be the strongest of the arms dealers."

Jingle bells.

At this moment, the phone rang, Yang Xun took out his mobile phone, and couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the caller ID on it, the reason? The man who communicates is Griffin.

Apparently there is news from the Ukrainian side......

'Toot toot! ’

The communication was quickly answered, and Griffin's deep voice came to his ears. "Mr. Bulo Ann Qierdi, there are two pieces of news, first, Siskova's arms have been handed over, and the price is quite cheap, just as my boss expected, there are seven armored vehicles, two tanks, and different quantities of anti-tank missiles, rocket launchers and automatic rifles, with a total value of about 40 million dollars."

"That's good, and please say hello to Mr. Luke on my behalf!"

"No problem, sir."

"What about the second message?"

"As for the second news, it may make you even more excited, Parker has led people to catch up with Osk's munitions, and successfully intercepted them, and the third world mercenaries led by Monto are also under my control, as long as you say that these munitions will soon be delivered to the designated place."

This news is indeed enough to make Yang Xun excited.

Westster Luke, a member of the Freemasons, this total bomb has finally shown its effect, the arms have been stopped, the people of Cologne have been controlled, and it can be said that this white fat man has been empty.

With nearly 100 million heavyweight arms in his hands, how could he be worried about this deal.

Hanging up the call, the arms dealer also said confidently, "The $120 million order, I, Yang Xun, is bound to win." ”