For Gao Yang, what matters now is not to discuss Fellini's side hustle, but to buy the indispensable things first.

Gao Yang pointed to the two houses assigned to them and said, "Where we live, but it is said that it is easy to lose things here, so we have to have someone to watch the equipment, okay, who wants to stay and watch our things?"

Gao Yang had to be cautious, knowing that the equipment on each of them was worth at least 100,000 US dollars, and a low-light night vision device was at least 40,000 US dollars, not to mention many treasures that could not be replenished at all, such as the thermal imaging night vision device on Gao Yang's gun, which was already his rifle itself.

It's inconvenient to buy a gun with a big bag, so Gao Yang still hopes that someone can watch the equipment and then go into battle to purchase it, but unfortunately no one wants to stay, because when it comes to choosing a gun, everyone wants to come in person.

Even if you know that your comrades-in-arms will not have a bad eye, and you will not get a gun with questionable quality, you still have to pay attention to the edge of your eyes, and you always pick out the things yourself, so that you can get your hands on it and feel comfortable.

Seeing that no one was willing to stay, Gao Yang smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, then everyone should go." ”

Next to the three arms dealers, Gao Yang pointed to the nearest board house and said, "Where to go first, it is said that it is the same." ”

Gao Yang and more than a dozen of them carried large bags and small bags and rushed to the blue-roofed board room, the door was ajar, Gao Yang knocked on the door, and directly pushed the door in.

The air conditioner is on in the house, but the seal is not good, and even if there is air conditioning, the room is not very cool, but it can be tolerated, a shirtless one. A muscular man leaned back on the couch. His feet were on a camp bed in front of him. Holding a playboy is reading.

After discovering Gao Yang, the shirtless man showed his eyes from behind the magazine, and said angrily: "What are you doing?"

Gao Yang waved his hand and said, "Buy a gun, AK47, ask for a new one, okay." ”

"The Czechs produced the M58 in 1977 or Romania in 1985. They are all new guns that have not been unboxed, they are all 2,000 dollars a piece, and a box of bullets is 1,000 dollars, made in Romania, and they are not sold in small quantities. ”

After the strong man finished lazily, he returned his attention to the magazine, and when Gao Yang heard it, he wanted to scold the profiteer.

The M58 is the Czech version of the AK47, the quality is not bad, the AK made in Romania. The quality is okay, but it's not worth two thousand dollars anyway. As for the bullets, Gao Yang doesn't know how many rounds a box is for a thousand dollars, if a thousand dollars can only buy a small iron box with a thousand rounds, then, there is nothing to say, people are robbing it.

"More bullets in one box?"

"One thousand, all from '77. ”

Gao Yang was speechless, he knew that the arms dealers in the Green Zone only lived here, instead of treating the people in the Green Zone as the main business objects, and made such a place similar to a retail outlet in the Green Zone, that is, the idea of discounting the meat on the legs of mosquitoes, but it was still unimaginable for him to do business so black.

Gao Yang didn't speak, but Grolev was angry, and said loudly: "Fake, are you taking us for fools? Even in a war zone, five hundred dollars is very expensive, two thousand dollars for a gun! One dollar for a bullet, are you a rookie who has never seen the world!"

The strong man didn't raise his head, didn't look at Grolev, just said: "Love to buy, don't buy." ”

Grolev clenched his fists, Gao Yang quickly pulled Grolev, and said with a wry smile: "Let's go, let's go, it's not worth it, we have other places to buy." ”

After grolev snorted hatefully, he said to the person who was still blocked by him and did not enter the house: "Go, you don't need to enter this place." ”

Gao Yang walked out of the territory that was said to be occupied by the Americans, shook his head, smiled bitterly, and said to Grolev: "It is said that the three arms dealers here are all the same, so it is estimated that we will encounter this result, but let's go and see again." ”

Next to it was the house of the Russians, this time Grolev went first, pushed the door in, only to find that the not very big room was full of all kinds of gun boxes and ammunition boxes, in the middle of the room a table with shell boxes piled up, on which a cloth was spread, and then on the table were several plates, two empty wine bottles, and there were leftovers in the plates, which attracted a bunch of flies, and on both sides were ammunition boxes filled with chairs, and the whole room looked like a warehouse, but not like a place to live.

There was no one in the house, and Grolev shouted: "Is there anyone?

"It's coming, who is it!"

As a lazy voice sounded, a man with a full blue beard slowly walked out from behind the highly stacked ammunition box, stretched, yawned, and leaned on the ammunition box on the side, before the bearded man looked at a few people in the room, rolled his eyes, and said listlessly: "New here, right? What do you want to buy, AK?"

Grolev nodded and said in Russian: "Yes, buy a few guns." ”

The bearded man waved his hand and said, "Don't speak Russian to me, I don't understand, I'm not Russian, say what you want." ”

Grolev said with a depressed face: "AK, bullets." ”

The bearded man knocked on the box he was leaning against with his hand, and after rubbing his mouth vigorously with his hand, he said lazily: "Two thousand handfuls, AKM, Russian goods, produced by Izhevsk Machinery Factory, if there is any unboxing, you want more, I will open a box for you, it is guaranteed to be new." ”

The Izhevsk plant, which is arguably the only one that has intellectual property rights to produce AK47s, can be said to be the only genuine ones, however, this factory has just gone bankrupt because there are too many places to pirate AK47s

Grolev shook his head and said in a muffled voice: "The guns made in Izhevsk are good, but they are not worth two thousand, and in a place like Iraq, a thousand dollars should come to an end." ”

The beard yawned, and said with a nonchalant face: "That's the market, if you like to buy, buy it, if you don't buy it, get out, don't bargain with me, what kind of place are you here?" ”

Grolev looked angry, but he still held back his anger and said: "What about the bullets." ”

The beard shook his head, pointed at the bullet box with his toes, and said, "Well, it's all there, M43, see for yourself, it's all the same." ”

Grolev glanced at the stacked bullet boxes, twisted his head, and said: "All from 1955?"

The bearded man shrugged his shoulders and said, "Maybe, I told you, this batch of goods is almost the same." ”

Grolev took a breath and said in a deep voice: "How much." ”

"A thousand boxes, oh, tin boxes, a thousand rounds, not big boxes, make no mistake. ”

Grolev finally couldn't help it, and said angrily: "You damn profiteer, I'll put up with the gun, this fucking 55-year-old army leftover ammunition is older than my age, and you dare to sell it for a dollar?"

The beard seemed to have lost patience, and said impatiently: "The boss set this price, and again, if you love to buy, if you don't buy, get out!" ”

If you don't use a knife or a gun, you really can't, but Grolev, as an old mercenary, can't stand this kind of anger of being wronged, so he twisted his head and said: "Go, I'd rather not use it than send money to this kind of profiteer." ”

More than a dozen people, no one left without saying a word, at this time, there was only the last arms dealer left, Gao Yang said helplessly: "Come on, this is the last one, it's expensive, it's almost over, let's go in." ”

After walking a few steps, Gao Yang knocked on the blackened door, and before he could speak, he heard someone inside say in a very gentle tone: "Please come in." ”

Gao Yang finally saw a normal, office-like place.

The room was small, with chairs along the wall, a small desk in the middle, and a bearded, cleanly shaved Middle Eastern man sitting behind it.

After seeing Gao Yang and them enter, the Middle Eastern man in a white shirt and tie stood up from his chair, stretched out his hand and smiled: "Please be seated, gentlemen, please be seated." ”

Grolev didn't sit down, walked directly to the desk, and said menacingly: "How much is an AK, how to sell bullets!"

The white shirt stretched out his hand at Grolev and said with a smile: "You can call me Salim, sir, our AK and bullet are not the same color, and the price is not the same, which one do you want?"

Grolev finally received a normal treatment like a normal customer, looking at Salim's outstretched hand, Grolev was stunned for a moment before holding Salim's hand and said in a deep voice: "What goods do you have?"

Salim smiled and said, "The guns made in Eastern Europe are of guaranteed quality, two thousand each, and large quantities, more than one hundred and one thousand six." ”

Grolev waved his hand and said, "Twelve." ”

"Okay, buy a small amount, a handful of 2,000 from Eastern Europe, with three magazines, 56 from Huaxia, 2,000 dollars, with three magazines, made in Russia, 2,500 dollars, with four magazines, all new goods that have just been opened!"

Salim is darker than the first two, but the attitude is good.

Grolev nodded and said, "And what about the bullets?"

"There are 1,000 boxes of bullets, but we have good goods here, bullets made in China, but new ones that only left the factory in 2005, but the price is a little higher, 1,500 dollars a box. ”

Gao Yang couldn't help but shout black in his heart, it was really dark.

Bullets are such a thing, they can be used for decades, but how to say it, after a long time, it must still have a little impact, and the new bullet will not meet a single dud bullet if it hits a thousand rounds, but the bullets that have been stored for decades may catch up with a stinky bomb if it hits five hundred rounds, although the overall probability is not large, but the difference is relatively obvious.

However, who dares to sell the M43 steel shell middle bullet for a dollar a round, it is really black to the home, but there is no way, the arms dealers earn this money, don't buy it if it's too expensive. (To be continued......)