When the first rays of sunlight shone through the darkness into the ancient city of Baghdad, the gunfire everywhere seemed to be premeditated, and only the streets and alleys, walls and alleys were filled with many unknown corpses.

Muhammad, who had been on the watch all night, got up from the platform, rubbed his somewhat dry nose, his eyes were scarlet, stretched lazily, and kicked little Hal's buttocks, who were asleep on the ammunition box, "Fart, get up and collect the body!" ”

Little Hal muttered his mouth, scratched his buttocks, and then put it on his nose and sniffed it, his face wrinkled, "What time is it..."

"The sun is drying your buttocks, hurry up and collect the corpses outside, otherwise we will stink and get sick by then, we will all be finished, I'll go find something to eat first, you hurry up." The bearded man said as he climbed down the stairs.

Little Hal sat up sleepily, slowed down for a while, and beckoned his partner to pick up the body bag and go down to contain the body pieces.

"Tut-tut... This fight is really miserable, can't those bastards be a little gentle? It's all minced meat, how do I clean it up? Little Hal clasped his nose and said angrily, his face was normal, and he was used to it.

He was the youngest in the Zulong company, and Gao Jun did not allow them to participate in the direct battle, but he could help carry ammunition and collect corpses, from the first day of vomiting to the weakness of his body, and finally he became accustomed to it, people, always have to adapt to the environment.

Just as little Hal was busy in full swing, he heard a rapid horn.

“**！” Little Hal cursed impatiently, stood up, and saw a familiar face lying outside the car window looking at him with a smile, "Hey! Little guy, rubbish again? ”

"Peter!" Little Hal screamed in surprise, trotted over, and saw through the window that Abel, Marion, and the Great Han Luther were sitting in the back seat, and they smiled and waved at Little Hal.

"You're all back?"

"Yes! The boss is looking for someone to replace us and let that guy from Franks lead the team. Peter pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and motioned to little Hal, who quickly shook his head, "I don't smoke, Peter." ”

Peter shrugged, "Then you're going to have a lot less fun." ”

Little Hal didn't refute, he leaned his hand on the window, and asked with his eyes hopefully, "Then will you leave when you come back?" ”

Touching the other man's head, Peter looked up, "I don't know, we both work for the boss." He looked at his watch and said, "Okay, we'll talk later, I'll have to go to the boss first, or he'll have to deduct my salary." ”

Little Hal also cracked his mouth and smiled, and hurriedly made way for the jeep to drive in.

After not coming back for some days, Peter found that there was more popularity in the station, and many of the employees who walked over were five big and three thick, all of them had muscles tied up, and the injured calluses looked like they had been touching the gun for a long time, and they belonged to retired soldiers from the perspective of walking posture and mental outlook.

Abel and Marion glanced at each other and felt the pressure on their bodies at the same time!

They can't be beaten by these newcomers.

"Hey! Peter, you're finally back, and the boss has been talking to you more than once. Poloninv, who had already received the news, stepped forward and hugged him one by one, pointed to his head, and smiled helplessly, "I'm going to be blown up by his head." ”

Peter's heart warmed slightly, "Is the boss okay?" ”

"I'm afraid it's not good, the pressure is huge, everyone wants to bite us, and many people in Baghdad are starting to be unwilling." Polonin sighed, "Konrad is dead!" Zulong's only ally in the government is gone, and the business behind it may be even more difficult. ”

"Conrad is dead?" Peter exclaimed in surprise.

"Let's talk as we go, it's too complicated here."

Several people went up to Gao Jun's office, and Polonin roughly explained the ins and outs of the matter in the most concise words, and Peter and the others frowned.

Betrayals, killings, shootouts...

All of this is even more twisted than a Hollywood blockbuster.

"I think the boss is too kind." After listening, Peter said in a deep voice, with a fierce expression, "We can completely kill those people!" YLK's arms dealers need to have a boss. ”

Abel and the others also nodded approvingly on the side.

Poloninv raised his eyebrows and hurriedly said, "Don't come nonsense, if the boss knows, I'm afraid he won't be happy." ”

"I'll go and suggest to the boss, a bunch of mongrels who have died in the country should hide behind us and eat shit, instead of arrogantly jumping out to grab business with us!" Peter subconsciously touched the pistol on his waist, for a long time... I haven't fired a shot.

As soon as they walked to the door of the office, they were about to knock on the door, when Gao Jun's hearty laughter was heard inside, and he faintly heard, "Don't I still believe in Job. Mr. Dane? You're his friend..."

"Knock knock," Peter knocked softly on the door, and after a pause, he shouted, "Come in." ”

When Gao Jun saw Peter, his eyes lit up, he waved his hand to signal them to sit down first, stood up and continued to speak into the phone, "Mr. Babru, as long as you believe that I am fully capable of delivering the arms you need, and they are all new, as long as you have money, I can get you bombers from World War II..."

"Of course, you can come to see the goods, I will stay in Baghdad for two more days, make an appointment? Tomorrow? Okay, okay! Gao Jun looked at his watch and said, "I'm waiting for you in the company." ”

After Gao Jun hung up the phone with a shake of his head, he threw the phone on the table, looked at Peter and the others and said with a smile, "Did it go well when you came back?" ”

"It's all going well, no one is so blind." Peter said, hesitating for a moment, and glancing at the phone on the table, "Boss, is it a new customer?" ”

"A guy who asked for food in Somalia had some money in his hand, but the guy in his hand was too old, and he asked someone to help find a trustworthy arms dealer, and this found me."

In recent years, it is not only difficult for arms dealers to find customers, but also for many potential customers to find a reliable arms dealer who needs a source of goods, and many people who have no integrity will run away after receiving money, this kind of thing has not happened, and even this dumb loss has nowhere to tell, after all, it is a gray business, and everyone will not get benefits when they see the light, and it is already very good that they did not starve to death under this vicious cycle.

"Pirates?"

Polonin was the first to think of the term, the main Somali pirates are famous all over the world, and they are large-scale, existential, and even a village is a den.

As long as there is a boat, I can sail on the sea!

"Nope! They're not pirates..."Gao Jun shook his finger very seriously, "Ivan, in my world there are only customers, I can sell weapons to anyone, as long as he needs it!" I don't care what he does, I'm only in charge of business. ”

"Then if they do it," Polonin was a little worried, "it involves us." ”

"Every year, cars kill so many people, have you ever seen a car company compensate?" Gao Jun also continued to quibble, smiling and spreading his hands, "We are not murderers, we are just porters of war..."