Gao Jun furrowed his brows, and in his hand was a copy of Horace's information.

"Minister?" The corners of his mouth raised, full of disdain and sarcasm, "There are always a few people who like to challenge capital." But sometimes don't be too confident, or it will hurt your family! ”

He seemed to be talking to himself, and as soon as he finished speaking, he threw the information on the table, and lay down in his chair with his eyes closed.

The bombing was just what he asked Soros to do, to teach the other party a lesson.

This is already considered gentle, you look at the Eagle Sauce family on the other side of the ocean, if you don't agree with a word, you will do the president first! The iron skull has been turned over for you, you don't know how to die, the frenzy of capital is irresistible to anyone in the world, this is an abyss monster.

"Knock Knock"

Just as he was thinking, there was a knock at the door from Sosfia, "President Ishuveli is back." ”

Gao Jun's eyes lit up, and he sat up directly from the chair, he still remembered that Ishuveli said that he wanted to bring him some good hands, and he was a little eager to see what kind of goods he brought.

He pulled down his suit and pushed open the door, and saw Sosphia standing at the door, his face still a little tired, and when he saw Gao Jun coming out, he smiled, "Boss." ”

"What about them?"

"It's in the conference room..."

Gao Jun bowed his head and strode forward, just two steps away, he stopped, and Sosfia behind him was yawning, one didn't pay attention, and hit Gao Jun's back, startled her and quickly apologized, "Boss... I. ”

"Didn't sleep well last night?" Gao Jun turned his head suspiciously.

Sosfia was embarrassed, "The cannon is too loud, and I'm not used to it." ”

Gao Jun frowned, "Stuff some cotton, this place in Mali is much better than other hot spots, and it is safe to sleep with shells on your pillows." You'd better make up for sleep. ”

"No, no, I'm fine."

Seeing that Sosfia asked for it himself, Gao Jun didn't force it, and walked quickly towards the conference room on the ground floor, and as soon as he reached the door, he heard a small conversation inside.

"Ishuvelli, is the boss really Asian? Will he look down on us? The time of Lao Maozi has passed..."

"As long as I have free to eat, Moscow can't accommodate me!"

"Rather than being despised as a cancer in society, it is better to fight."

……

Gao Jun could hear that many people in the room were very negative, and the former heroes had fallen to the point of "self-abandonment", which was inevitably a little regrettable.

He pushed open the door very directly, and the voices of everyone inside stopped abruptly, and his eyes instantly looked over, and he was stunned when he saw Gao Jun, but Ishuvel, who was sitting on the main seat, quickly stood up, stood with his hands tied, and shouted respectfully, "Boss." ”

"Huh? He's the boss? ”

The old hairy men who were sitting around the table quickly stood up, very restrained.

Gao Jun glanced at it very usually, most of his temperament seemed very decadent, obviously unsatisfactory in China, and even many people lacked a ...... Spirit!

Gao Jun frowned slightly, a little smile appeared on his face, and he waved his hand, "Don't be nervous, I'm not Buchanan, the United States." ”

Everyone was stunned, but as if they thought of something, they burst into laughter.

Buchanan is the only gay president in American history.

Rumor has it that he likes to men in the office, of course... It's a rumor! It's grapevine.

Being said by Gao Jun, the atmosphere was obviously eased a lot, and the atmosphere was a little lively, he went around to the main seat, and Ishuveli consciously gave up his position and stood aside to listen to the boss's orders.

"Everyone." Gao Jun's face was solemn, and he supported the corner of the table with both hands, "I know why you are here, you want the money in my pocket, you have to show your value!" I'm not going to give the honorarium to useless garbage, and, as far as I'm concerned, even if you used to be the elite of KGB, I'm afraid that now, can you get a moving gun? ”

It's a very abrupt and impolite question.

At least Ishuvelli's face was very ugly, and he opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but was retracted by Gao Jun's look.

"Bastard!" There is always a temper, a strong man with five big and three thick stood up, his face was red, there seemed to be a scar on his eyebrows, it seemed that his eyebrows were cut in two, with a little bit of fierceness, glaring at Gao Jun, unconvinced, "Why can't you take it?" Give me that assault rifle, and I can shoot from a window here and hit a target from 500 meters away. ”

"Uh..."

A few strong men around who were very angry had strange faces, and hit the target five hundred meters away? Do you think you have a cruise missile strapped to your eyes?

Perhaps he found that his bragging was a bit big, and the strong man looked embarrassed and touched his nose, "I mean, even if I haven't touched a gun for seven or eight years, I can still hit the target." ”

"Do you believe it yourself?" Gao Jun asked rhetorically, "If I have confidence, I will let people arrange it, but if you don't hit, after deducting half a year's salary, it will be about 150,000 US dollars, do you dare?" ”

$150,000 to bet?

Lao Maozi generally wouldn't agree if he didn't drink too much, but I'm afraid there are very few old Maozi who don't drink big.

During World War II, a nation that even dared to drink engine oil, what did not dare to grass?

"What if I hit?"

"I hit the salary doubled, and the annual salary was 600,000 US dollars." Gao Jun raised his eyebrows and smiled, his fingers gestured to a 6, and he said temptingly.

The strong man's breathing was very short, his eyes were a little smoky, he admitted that he was moved, who could bear to double his annual salary of 600,000? "How to play?"

"Shoot training according to the Russian ФСКН! You should be able to do it. ”

"Oh!" The people next to him all exclaimed, and some people covered their mouths and looked at Gao Jun, thinking that he was a strong man.

ФСКН shooting training is a shooting training method for the Russian special forces, such as "Alpha", "Vympel" and so on are used, close to actual combat, requiring physical fitness, psychology, skills and tactics are first-class, otherwise you will have to die of exhaustion.

"May I ask, what do you call him? Where did it serve before? Gao Jun asked.

"Vedev, who served in the External Operations Department of the KGB, which is now the GRU, participated in the war in Afghanistan." The strong man was a little proud when he introduced himself.

Gao Jun whistled and exclaimed, "That's a great unit, then Vedev, are you going to accept the challenge?" ”

He didn't think that the 600,000 yuan was so easy to take, no matter how elite a soldier had not touched a gun for several years, muscle memory would naturally have to deteriorate, and ensuring a strong training volume was the best way for special forces to maintain their quality.

"Yes! I accept. ”

"Vedev!" Ishuveli raised his voice and shouted with a frown.

Vedev said in a sullen voice, "Ishuvelli, you have to believe me!" Finally, he looked at Gao Jun and licked his tongue, "I hope you won't regret it." ”

Gao Jun smiled and straightened up, "Okay, let's go down and see how Mr. Vejeff performs." ”

After finishing speaking, he took the lead in walking out of the door and walked downstairs, Ishuveli deliberately slowed down, grabbed Vedev, and shook his hand, "Are you crazy?" Will you really be able to complete the whole set of ФСКН shooting training? Don't you know how many qualities you have? ”

"Humph! Russian men don't say no! Vedev slashed the other man's hand away with his left hand and said with a serious face.

Ishuveli covered his forehead helplessly, damn it, can't you brag less? He also reluctantly followed the crowd down, hoping that Vedev would be too humiliated.

…

HP has set aside a dedicated shooting field where many employees practice shooting.

When Gao Jun and the others came over, Ge Maba, who was organizing the training, was stunned for a moment, and then heard Gao Jun say, "Arrange the shooting range a little and follow the ФСКН shooting standard." ”

ФСКН shooting standard?

Gemamba was a little embarrassed, "Boss, I don't know how to shoot and train." ”

"I'll do it." Ishuveli walked out of the crowd and said to Gao Jun, "I'll arrange it, I understand a little bit." ”

Gao Jun nodded and teased, "It's better to hurry, or Mr. Vedev will take too long to warm up." ”

Ishuvelli looked at Vedev, who was stretching there, and sighed.

"Mr. Vedev, what weapons do you like to use?" Gao Jun turned his head and asked.

"A simple AK will do."

Dozens of guns with different weapons were placed at the shooting range, and Vedev walked over and picked up an AK47, pulled the trigger, and shook it in reply.

"God bless you." Gao Jun smiled and patted him on the shoulder, then walked towards the parasol on the side, and the others all randomly found a place to look lively.

The ФСКН shooting site is too large for hp companies to meet at present, so Gao Jun directly omitted a few of them, such as the interior design of the armed personnel carrier, armored roof shooting, hillside shooting...

Although most of the heads have been removed, there are still nearly a dozen subjects, and I am a little worried just looking at them.

"Peter, do you think he can get through?" Gao Jun stuffed the chewing gum into his tongue, turned his head to look at the Israelis beside him and asked.

"It's very difficult, I'm afraid my body functions are a little bit out of line." Peter shook his head, his face was solemn, of course he knew the ФСКН shooting training method, known as the closest to the actual combat training, he just glanced at it, compared himself to it, and found that it was also a bit tricky, of course, if you still need to carry close to twenty pounds of equipment on the battlefield, then the action will be even slower.

"Are you ready?" Ishuveli pinched his watch, stood behind Vedev, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Relax buddy!" You're a former GRU man! ”

Vedev nodded heavily, stared at the target with resolute eyes, and waited for a voice to come from behind him, "Start!" ”

He bent down towards the destination on the right with his rifle in his hand, and the distance of more than ten meters was reached at a glance, and he quickly lay down, raised his gun and aimed at the target, opened the safe, "Da da da... Da da da"

Ishuvelli frowned and gently kicked the soles of Wedev's feet, "Man, you made the wrong speed, press the single shot!" ”

…… I want to talk about "The Strongest Arms Dealer" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~