Chapter 16: Witt. Rodel

Tang Dao said that his mouth was dry, he took the mineral water handed over by Osborne, and took a small sip, but the white man still didn't pay for it.

"Can it be cheaper?"

The white guy said this in a very soft voice, obviously not embarrassed.

Tang Dao's expression moved, and he looked at the other party carefully, carrying a VZ58 automatic rifle produced by the Czech Ursky Brodet Battalion Arsenal, this gun was almost eliminated, and the last large-scale appearance was during the Eritrean War of Independence in West African countries, mainly because the price was cheap, the price was less than 200 US dollars, and the failure rate was high under special conditions, and the muzzle velocity was low and the rate of fire was high.

The English-language military magazine Janes Defence Weekly once conducted a very strange comparative experiment.

It is to compare the explosion rate of weapons and firearms in various countries, and the VZ58 is the representative of the Czech Republic, and in extreme environments, the self-harm rate of this gun is as high as 56.1%! The first to last in all firearms, and the first is AK47, all terrain, he is the king, and it is also because of this information that it caused a storm, and VZ58 sales plummeted.

It is also known as: "self-detonator".

A very ridiculous nickname, which caused a strong protest from the Czechs.

Most of those who use this kind of gun are unsatisfactory.

And the white guy still has a gun pinned to his waist, hidden it, and he can't see it clearly, but it looks like it's also a miscellaneous brand.

"How much can you pay?"

The white guy took out a stack of folded dollars from his pocket, counted them carefully, and looked at Tang Dao, "410 dollars." ”

Hush...

There were onlookers who knew him, and said with a smile, "Witt, did you let you spend your money on women again?" ”

Witt. Rodel's face turned red, he squeezed his fist hard, and stared at the idiot who was talking very unkindly, but when he found that there were several teammates standing next to the other party, he took a deep breath, suppressed the grievance, and gave up the urge to open the other party, he was just a free mercenary, if there was a conflict with the other party, he could only suffer himself, but he still waved his hand very unpleasantly, "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute, Gould." ”

Gould smiled, didn't refute, and watched the show with his hands folded.

The mercenaries are very respectful of the jungle, and although Gould has many people, Witt. Rodell is not a vegetarian, when there is no fight, they like to play some small games, such as real fights, a bit of color, Gould still clearly remembers that the other party smacked the head of a French guy he had a grudge with a spade into a watermelon, and strangled a comrade who came up to help.

This is a ruthless man.

It's okay to joke once in a while, but you can't make a grudge.

He didn't want to be remembered by the other party.

"Your little money is not enough." Tang Dao shook his head, he didn't open a charity, $410 a handful? It's all lost to grandma's house.

"Can you take credit? When I pay my salary tomorrow, I'll give it to you. Witt furrowed his eyebrows, "My salary is $400 a day, and I can pay the final payment." ”

"Who knows if you're going to be killed tomorrow?"

Osborne interjected on the side, very impatient, "Take the money to give the goods, no money, get out." ”

This guy's nickname can change from "ogre" to "big mouth", and sooner or later something will happen.

"Shut up!" Tang Dao scolded in a low voice, then raised his head with a smirk, "I'm sorry, sir, the doctor said that my employee has some symptoms of Don syndrome, don't pay attention to him." ”

Down syndrome is the scientific name for brain damage.

Witt's face was ugly, and he turned around and pushed the person away and was about to leave, but was stopped by Tang Dao, "Let's change the way, shall we?" ”

"Huh?" Witt stood on his feet, turned back and let out a confused thud.

"I'm going to stay here for two more days, how about I hire you? Two days later, I'll give you an AK47 plus a base bullet. Tang Dao said with a smile.

He has his own ideas, this place is unfamiliar with the people, he doesn't know much about anything, Osborne has a cheap mouth, and Job can only deliver the goods, and he has to find someone who is familiar with the local area as a guide to avoid unnecessary trouble.

As soon as Witt heard that it was so good, he hesitated, agreed directly, took VZ58 in his hand, sat on the roof of the BTR-40, and began to be responsible for smoking, of course, he didn't forget to throw one to Osborne, who originally wanted to throw it away, but at a glance at the name: CAMEL, he scolded in his mouth, and shamelessly asked the other party to ask for fire.

"Is there a 7.62 bullet?" Gould stepped forward and asked.

Tang Dao patted the ammunition box under his buttocks, put down the hand that was buttoning his nostrils, and rubbed it on his pants, "There are 400 rounds in it, 400 US dollars." ”

THIS PRICE IS NOT EXPENSIVE, THE 7.62MM BULLET COST 2 YUAN ALONE, SELL IT FOR 8 YUAN, OR TANG DAO HAS A CONSCIENCE, WANT SMALL PROFITS BUT QUICK TURNOVER, ANYWAY, THIS BELONGS TO THE MASS GOODS, LOWER THE PRICE TO SELL, OF COURSE, THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IS TO LOOK AT THE SITUATION, IF IT HAPPENS THAT DURING THE WAR, THE BUYER RUNS OUT OF AMMUNITION, THEN YOU CAN KNOCK ON A GOOD STROKE.

There have been cases where $3 a shot has been made.

The most important thing for a businessman is to judge the situation and learn to fall into the ground.

Gould fingered deeply, "I want two boxes." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his teammates handed over four Franklins.

Finally saw the money back first, Tang Dao's face was wrinkled with a smile, pinched the dollar and knocked it on his left hand, listening to the loud sound, it was beautiful, tilted his head, looked at Gould and his party who moved the goods and left, touched his chin, and had an idea.

"Hoohoo~" Tang Dao whistled at Witt and hooked his fingers, who hurriedly pressed the cigarette butt on the roof of the car and jumped down, but he didn't know how to say it.

"Just call me Nicholas."

Tang Dao pointed to Gould's back and asked, "Do you know where they came from?" ”

Witt squinted his eyes and said in an uncertain tone, "I heard that he is from Seville, but I don't know exactly who he is, but he is still quite famous on the battlefield in Namibia." ”

"He is the head of the dog-headed mercenary group, including him, there are a total of 17 people, all of them are veterans, I know one of them, it turned out to be a shooting instructor of the special forces of the Baltic States, they can receive close to 30,000 US dollars a day from the government army, and in this battlefield, the income occupies the first line."

"He's amazing?" Tang Dao clasped his hands and said with interest.

Witt groaned, nodded, and his voice drifted a little, "Three days ago, the government army launched a surprise attack on a material depot of the rebel army, they are the vanguard, almost breaking through the rebel army's defense line, and he is very strong in close combat, he should be systematically studied, and even, I suspect that he retired from the elite troops of a certain country." ”

Tang Dao knew it, patted Witt on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "You know a lot." ”

"He once invited me to join the kobold mercenary group, but I refused." Witt shrugged, as if to explain a fact, in fact, Tang Dao was more curious about him, a down-and-out mercenary with a VZ58 automatic rifle on his back, and an English tattoo missing from his neck: Rangers lead the wa!

Translated, that's one sentence: Ranger leads!

This is the slogan of the 75th Ranger Regiment of the Yankees.

The slogan of each army symbolizes the spirit and also symbolizes glory, and the slogan is tattooed on the body, which is perhaps a kind of show-off.

Witt. Rodel is like a man with a curious scent, full of mystery and stories.

But he didn't say it, and Tang Dao didn't take the initiative to ask, so he couldn't hold too much useless garbage in his head.