Tang Dao took Lucien and his party to see the goods.

This 2S3 plus howitzer was actually stuffed to him by Andrievich, Maozi's goods in the sixties, during the Cold War, this was almost used as a stone pier, anyway, the shape is not bad, the yellow-green paint, the muzzle of the cannon seems to be melancholy, the elderly uncle is the favorite of the little sisters, especially the occasional plane (airlift), take home a lot of face.

Tang Dao in exchange for 9,000 coats...

"Lift the cloth." Tang Dao took a cigar in his mouth and said to Robert and the others, who hurriedly climbed up and pulled the ash cover open, he turned his head to Lucian and smiled and said, "Look, you can sit in it and try it." ”

Lao Hei muttered to one of the people in the task force, and the man used his hands and feet together, and climbed from the front of the car in embarrassment, which of course did not step on steadily, and slid down, which was very embarrassing.

"Sir, please go this way." Robert stifled a smile and gestured to the other party.

The black guy scratched his head honestly and climbed in from the side, this 2S3 plus howitzer can seat five people, the space is large, Robert is still teaching him the basics of cognition inside, but it's like... Playing the piano to the cow, the language is not understood, and Lao Hei is really stupid!

I can't understand the most basic.

However, the guy was still very excited, and when he came out, he spoke in tongue to Lucian, gave a thumbs up, and chattered a lot, and the latter smiled on his face, "How much is this?" ”

Tang Dao flipped out the album and pointed to the price, "2.1 million US dollars, send two grenades." ”

Maybe he really has a soft spot for the 2S3 plus howitzer, Lucian's face showed a little deep thought, put his fingers behind him, and pinched it, "Deal!" But we need something else, let's place an order together. ”

"Of course, let's go to the office and have a good chat? I still have a good bottle of red wine there. ”

……

In the end, Lucien still bled heavily.

A 2S3 plus howitzer, twenty SPG-9 recoilless guns, which can be mounted on a pickup truck, can be regarded as a small heavy weapon, suitable for guerrilla fighting, and 100 RPG-7 rocket launchers, twenty boxes of rockets, AK47 also requires 600 pieces, and a number of bullets.

That's a total of $6.7 million!

When Lucien saw the bill, he almost spit out a red wine, glared and held the glass, "Aren't you mistaken?" ”

"Sir, my employees are the most professional, they will definitely not be wrong, you can take a look." Tang Dao handed him the account, Lucien took it, and carefully flipped through it, the other prices are correct, but this bullet is written at 2 US dollars per piece!

Lucien scolded his mother, raised his head and was about to confront Tang Dao.

But as soon as he saw the other party's eyes, he gave up this idea, not because Tang Dao's eyes were fierce, but because you discussed the price with an arms dealer who wanted money, and the other party could retreat? Moreover, I am afraid to lie in your ear with you, for the sake of love and peace.

Anyway, Luke. Majaro gave himself enough domination.

You can also keep some from it.

Maybe studying finance is good for that.

Lucian They couldn't transport the goods, and in line with the principle of serving customers, Tang Dao collected another 70,000 US dollars to help him transport the goods, but there was security in this, and Jin Dun escorted the team members.

The intimate service of the Italian dignitaries protection team!

$70,000 for 500 kilometers, is it expensive?

"Tsk, I'm still too kind." Tang Dao returned to the office, took a sip of the teacup, and muttered to himself, which was heard by Robert and Osborne, who were following behind, and the two looked at each other, and turned their heads at the same time, as if they didn't hear it.

"Do you have any good ideas for selling the stockpile?"

Tang Dao pulled out the chair, sat firmly, crossed Erlang's legs and asked, turning the pen in his hand and twisting his brows.

"Boss, actually, I think we can find an agent." Osborne's head was active, and he took a step forward, his legs pressed against the table.

Agent?

That's a good idea.

In fact, from the big country to the small traders will look for agents, so that they can determine their own interests, but also make the relationship between the two sides closer, and this kind of person is better to have a certain status in the local area, able to speak, otherwise, you let other people parachute in the past, move the interests of others, and you don't know how to die.

Like sitting on the throne of the UN, who does not have an agent?

They will even wage proxy wars in order to fight for their rights.

Is there a Savior-compliant agent in Somalia?

Those warlords will definitely not work, Tang Dao and his company will not clearly support one side of the forces, so how can they make money in the future?

That can only be the local "famous family? ”

Do you want to go to the cannibals to find it?

"Knock knock!" Tang Dao pointed to the rhythmic table, deep in thought, the fluff that had deliberately accumulated at the corner of his mouth floated quietly with his breathing, and Osborne also held his breath and looked back at Robert, who shrugged his shoulders towards him.

"I want a list of senior Somali officials." Tang Dao's eyes swept between the two of them, and finally settled on Robert, pointing at him, his tone was soft, but very determined, "Remember, it's everyone, including their private lives." ”

Robert nodded understandingly.

"Also, contact them." Tang Dao put a document on the table.

It reads: Hayward Construction Company.

This is a company founded in 1978 in Tshwane, the capital of South Africa, controlled by three Germans, mainly active in North Africa and East Africa, helping some countries to build infrastructure or provide some assistance to the United Nations, with a good reputation and a fast construction period.

There are too many things that need to be sorted out in this airport, warehouses, dormitories, fences, and even observation decks are lacking.

Unfortunately, there are no infrastructure maniacs active in North Africa at the moment.

Robert put the papers away, followed Osborne out of the office, and closed the door with him.

As soon as he went out, the British began to complain, hooking the other party's shoulders, and his facial features wrinkled together, "Hey, man, why do you say the boss believes in you so much, and leaves everything to you?" ”

"Bosses don't like people who are too lazy." Robert paused and tugged at the other party's beard, "You just need to tidy yourself up, I think it will definitely bring a sense of trust." ”

Osborne shook his head and saved his beard from the other's grasp, "Don't touch my beard, do you know Michael?" ”

"Michael?"

"He's my idol, a worker, and he's got a 65cm beard, which I think is so sexy, and when I get back to London, I'm sure I'll make those ladies scream."

"You can make people scream in Somalia, like a ghost."

Robert struggled with the other's hand and gently pushed him away, "Stay away from me, sir." ”

"Fack!" Osborne was stunned for a moment, then raised his middle finger behind him and chased after him.

……

The sound insulation of this bungalow is very weak, and Tang Dao can hear the movement outside clearly.

He put his feet on the table, and he smoked when he thought about it, and he was more addicted to smoking, and he thought it was strange, maybe he was a shit, and he wondered why the other arms dealers didn't trouble him.

Somalia and North Africa were once Italy's territory, and the British were once arrogant here.

Those gentlemen weren't that tolerant.

The reason why he is high-profile, in addition to advertising, actually has another aspect, blowing up some fish.

Tang Dao didn't think that the other party would share the North African market with him.

When there is a conflict of interest between each other, only when the other person falls, can it continue, and the bloodshed of capital is not just written on paper.

"What are you waiting for?"

……