Chapter 18: King of the Middle East (Part I)
Seeing the yellow paper file bag on the table, Yang Xun was excited.
I saw him take it in his hand as quickly as he could, open the rope, and pour the contents on the table, while his driver's license, social security card, and U.S. passport also appeared in front of him.
'Blow Ann Keldi?'
When he saw the name on the certificate, Yang Xun almost couldn't control his emotions.
There is no hukou system in the United States, and all levels of government must obtain citizen information from the DMV (Department of Motor Vehicles), which means that the driver's license is the U.S. ID card.
With these documents, Yang Xun can live in the United States in another capacity.
It's just perfect......
The light and shadow were reflected on the side face, and Yang Xun was happy and at the same time, he did not forget to tell the person in front of him. "Miss Avril, please help me to express my gratitude to Mr. West-Luke, and say that this friendship I will never forget. ”
"Okay, don't worry, I'll bring the original words!"
This woman named after the angel smiled like a warm sun.
The second identity has been in his hands, and Yang Xun has no interest in staying any longer, although Avril Gabriel is beautiful, but it is really not worth it to have a bad relationship with a Freemason boss for a woman.
So when the documents were put back into the portfolio, the arms dealer took his leave. "I'm sorry, Miss Avril, I still have a lot of work to do, so I can't stay here with you, if you like the city of Houston, you can play here for a few days and then go back, all at my expense!"
"No, Mr. Norton, the boss still has a lot of credit to me. ”
"That's a pity......"
The arms dealer said with a little pity.
Then he picked up the file bag containing the second identity, got up from the table, and prepared to leave the café.
But I didn't expect Avril Gabriel to speak again, and say something that seemed very ordinary. "Mr. Norton, I'm curious, what do you want this identity to do? Of course, if it's inconvenient, forget it!"
“……”
A soft voice came, making Yang Xun instinctively want to answer.
But soon he woke up, turned his head, and saw the nervousness in Avril Gabriel's calm eyes, which made him feel even stranger.
Yang Xun naturally wouldn't talk about arms with a strange woman......
What makes people suspicious is that even West-Luke, a big man, never asked what he wanted to do in his second identity, why did this secretary ask?
Doesn't she know that this has crossed the line?
'If it's okay if you don't mean to ask, then West, my friend, you have to watch out for this beautiful angelic secretary!'
Yang Xun thought in his heart, but he didn't remind the Jewish rich man's thoughts.
After all, this is just your own speculation......
Then the arms dealer turned, smiled and shook his head, and silently rejected Avril Gabriel's question.
And this beautiful angel-like girl also seemed to be disappointed, and replied in a slightly low voice. "I'm sorry, Mr. Norton, but I crossed the line. ”
"It's okay!"
Yang Xun smiled and shook his head, and then left the café.
As for Avril Gabriel, this woman's expression turned cold after seeing Yang Xun leave, and the shrewdness flashing in her eyes was simply terrifying.
……
Regarding the abnormality of this secretary, Yang Xun was quickly left behind!
All his thoughts are now occupied by Iraq......
At this time, the second Gulf War had not yet started, and this ancient country that developed in the two river basins was still strong, with constant friction with Iran, and it had nothing to do with Israel!
If it were not for the involvement of the United States, Iraq would be the king of the Middle East.
It's a pity that the world has no ifs......
"Iraq, full of oil, my first customer, let me borrow your last flame and ignite the brightest light of my munitions business. ”
Then Yang Xun drove the 2001 Cadillac to Norton!
Every arms dealer has a dark line, and the phone numbers dialed out with it are garbled, so as to ensure that when talking to customers, they will not be monitored, and avoid being found by the relevant departments to find evidence and face unnecessary trouble.
The arms dealer is no exception.
The dark line that old Norton left him is in the office, and it is encrypted, so it is absolutely safe unless the FBI deliberately investigates.
Yang Xun used it to carry out dozens of exercises with the Iraqi military.
And today will also be the most critical one......
'Tut, tut. ’
The sound of communication rang out, and the call was quickly answered.
At the same time, a deep voice sounded through the microphone. "Mysterious Mr. Arms Merchant, it's been so long, you still don't plan to reveal your identity, we can't cooperate with you like this!"
"General Doro, your English is still like this! And don't worry, this is exactly what I called you for this time. ”
Yang Xun said lightly......
But the truth is! At the moment, his mood was very nervous, and even his heart beat much faster than usual, just because he had already guessed what kind of position the other party had in the Iraqi army.
General Doro, chief of staff of the Iraqi military department, was also Saddam's most trusted subordinate.
He didn't expect that the more than 10,000 Colt M16A2 automatic rifles in the company's warehouse would lead to such a big shot.
After all, Iraq is not a warlord in war-torn Africa, they have a huge number of active troops, a complete tank group, a huge number of bombers, fighter planes, and these things cannot normally fall into Saddam's eyes. ’
After all, since the first Gulf War, Saddam Hussein has felt a strong crisis, and it is not impossible to increase his strength by any means.
And there are probably many US arms dealers who deliver sophisticated armaments to Iraq like this......
Yang Xun, who figured out this, also became more cautious about this arms deal, and insisted on waiting for the second identity to be completed before continuing the final call.
Because he wants to build a firewall that will not be affected by the upcoming second Gulf War.
And now it's all done......
The hand holding the phone trembled a little, Yang Xun tried to calm himself, and at the same time spoke. "General Doro, since you insist on knowing my identity, well, I'll tell you!"
"Hurry up, Americans, and don't waste any more time. ”
"Blo Ann Qierdi, that's my name, I have an arsenal in Mexico that has been mass-producing the Colt M16A2 automatic rifle lately, so now can we continue to talk business?"
"I'll verify your identity. ”
General Doro said, and hung up.