Gao Jun knew about the gentle trap that Filaret gave him at this time.? ? ｗ?ｗ?ｗ?． ｒａｎｗｅｎa`ｃｏｍ

But...

"I just don't have a knife in my hand!" His eyes flickered, but he quickly shrank and lowered his head, "Thank you for me, Mr. Filarette, and say, I will not let him down." ”

Sosphia also looked at Gao Jun with strange eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

But the boss just asked Peter to hurt the other party, and now they are talking about cooperation, which is just...

Indescribable meanness!

Filaret held his head high, looking at the ceiling, his eyes narrowed.

"Sir, it looks like you're comfortable here." Sitting beside the bedside was a famous man, peeling an apple with an NRS in his hand, and after glancing at Filarette, he said with a smile, with a thick nasal voice in his voice, similar to a very thick metal sound.

Ivan. Cappucci. Princeman!

Signal Flag Major.

A strong Siberian man, who participated in two Chechen wars and received medals, is a real warrior.

The most dazzling deed was when a team of five people encountered wolves in the Kenyan grasslands and killed them with a dagger, which also made him famous, after all, wolves are one of the most feared creatures in the desert at night.

Hearing Princeman's question, Filaret glanced at the NRS, the corners of his eyes twitched, for fear that the other party would make a mistake, you must know that this NRS can be loaded with a 7.62mm x 42mm SP-4 special restricted piston bullet, and the restricted piston bullet has a very low sound when fired. The muzzle is located at the tail end of the handle of the dagger, and if it goes off ... It's so embarrassing.

"I just think that the hospital is cleaner than the outside, Haiyin's death will definitely stimulate SIE, I will definitely be hit by someone when I come out at this time, it is better to pretend to be dead in this place." Filaret laughed to himself, shaking his shoulders, "At least it's safe here." ”

Princesmann, who had been friends with him for many years, didn't care, and sneered, "When did the survivors of the Grozny street battle be so cowardly?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Filarette's eyes widened suddenly, flashing fiercely, his muscles were tense, and his eyes were staring at Princeman like a beast, and after the latter said it, he also regretted it, after all, this Grozny is the pain of all Russians, and more than half of those who can survive it suffer from a certain war syndrome.

It was the most brutal and bloody street fighting since the Vietnam War, also known as: "The day Russia cried!" ”

There was once a regiment of 1,000 people who rushed to go, but only one second lieutenant officer and ten soldiers survived!

Chechen mercenaries cut off the heads of Russian soldiers, hung them on rockets and fired them at each other; Russian tankmen were ordered to crush the bodies of their comrades. There's no "leaveonebehind" proclamation in Blackhawkdown, just choking smoke, boundless hatred, and bitter victory.

Then...

God gave up the hairy bear, as if he was going to give up the hairy.

After a brief silence in the room, Princeman's hoarse voice said, "I'm sorry, I..."

"It's okay, man, it's been nine years, I've long forgotten." Filaret interrupted the other party's words and smiled, but everyone could see the bitterness at the corners of his mouth, as well as a faint sadness.

But he is no longer a shivering soldier hiding behind a wall in Grozny, he is now the head of Eritrean intelligence.

"Ulla" means joy, sadness, despair, but no looking back!

Taking a deep breath, Filaret licked his lips, "I have already contacted Gao Jun and handed over the command to him, you can go to him, this is agreed by the headquarters." ”

The second half of the sentence brought the headquarters out because he was afraid that Princeman would make a mistake.

This guy is seriously racist.

Sure enough, when he heard this, Princeman raised his eyebrows, his face turned solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "Can he be reliable?" He is not Russian. ”

"But he's our only ally here." Filaret called the other party back with a word.

The international situation is the old woman's footcloth, stinky and hard, when the hairy bear is still alive, how many younger brothers are in a hurry to take the lead, how many people worship the eldest brother, but now? Mao Xiong has only been dead for a few years, the economy in Russia is chaotic, the people are panicking, Eagle Sauce is constantly poaching people from his palms, and even those little brothers are thankful that they don't fall into the ground.

Now there is no doubt that Eagle Sauce, the world's policeman, is beginning to move into hegemony.

Who would dare to be a Russian ally?

Who has the temper to be an ally?

It's just that a guy like Gao Jun, who only thinks that the US dollar doesn't want to die, dares to come.

"Go to him, you'll believe him." Filaret didn't want to say much, just shook his head and lay down under the covers.

Princeman placed the peeled apple on the table, flicked the dagger, slipped it into the gear, and got up and walked out of the room.

"Boss." There were two Provymus soldiers smoking cigarettes outside, and when they saw him come out, they quickly dropped the cigarette butts and quickly leaned over, "What are we going to do next?" Are you going to kill that bitch European? ”

"The command puts us under the command of an Asian American..."

"What?" One of them, who looked like a "bear" and had a little stray hair on his face, said rudely, "Asian? Are those bastards crazy? I really want to put a bullet in their plutony. ”

Another Veggpelaga soldier also nodded when he heard this, and looked at Princeman, "Boss, we definitely don't believe that Asian, what can he do?" Send us to God? We might as well kill him, anyway, there are random people dying in this place, can the headquarters still find out? ”

Princeman rolled his eyes, he really wanted to scold these two guys, did he have Americans in his head, otherwise why were they so stupid?

Kill a partner?

Did he Princeman want to go court-martialed?

He didn't have the guts yet.

"We can send him some gifts, according to our rules, what do you say?" Touching his chin, Princeman suddenly said that the two semaphore soldiers looked at each other with a little fear in their eyes when they heard "our rules", but more excitement and excitement.

Gotta give that Asian a dismount.

"Smack!"

A purple fire erupted on a hundred-dollar bill, and the Franklin Mediterranean appeared brighter, and a cigar reached over and slowly lit it.

"Do you know the spirit behind the dollar?" Gao Jun crossed his legs and looked at Peter opposite, shook the banknote in his hand, burned it even more, and without waiting for the other party to speak, he continued, "Behind the hundred dollars is Franklin, the ugly man, he participated in the drafting of the American Constitution, invented the lightning rod, is the first international scientist in American history, he represents the respect of the United States for scientists, behind the fifty dollars is Grant, it was he who turned the tide of the war in the American Civil War and organized the division of the United States, he is the representative of the American martial spirit, and behind the twenty dollars is Jackson." , was the first civilian president in the history of the United States, he represented the "American dream" that everything is possible, behind the ten dollars was Hamilton, the first US Treasury Secretary, who advocated the inviolability of personal property and represented the idea of "individualism" in the United States, behind the five dollars was Lincoln, who abolished black slavery, he represented the values of "equality for all", and, of course, he died..."

Peter looked at Gao Jun a little confused, he didn't know what the boss told him about these people?

"Actually, I just want to tell you that a whitewashed man who started by plundering can become a great man, why can't we? Maybe one day, my face will be printed on the back of the dollar, and it will be written in the history books.

"Oh! He conquered the dollar! ”

……