Location: Armenia, border area north of Sisian with Azerbaijan.

Time: 5:45 p.m.

A two-lane concrete road winds through the forest and extends into the endless border. Having crossed the heavily guarded border, Neil breathed a sigh of relief.

Recently, tensions in the Nagorno-Karabakh region have become more intense, and although the conflict between Armenia and Azerbaijan has not yet broken out, a few days ago it was heard that the Asian side killed four Azerbaijani soldiers who crossed the border, and the clash is almost imminent. In such a bad situation, it stands to reason that Neil should not have taken over the order, but the employer generously offered a commission of at least $5,000, which Neal couldn't refuse. He needs to eat, and the newborn children need to live even more, and if the conflict does break out in the Nagorno-Karabakh region, then he will have to face a situation where he has not had a business for a long time, and this list is even more important.

Gritting his teeth and thinking about it, Neil finally took over the list.

Smart people never like to talk nonsense, and Neil, who has been on this road for a long time, will not ask questions even if he knows that his employer is not a simple person.

"How much longer?" The bearded man sitting in the passenger seat, who looked to be at least forty-five or sixteen years old, was very strong, and spoke Armenian with the taste of Chirac, and he did not know what he was doing in this place.

"Twenty minutes away at most."

Neil replied.

"Is there a sentry ahead?" The bearded man asked in a low voice.

"There's one more."

"You should know what to do."

"Of course, I understand." Neil replied.

True as Neil said, the truck had been driving on the potholed concrete road for about five minutes when a sentry in front of them was in line of sight.

There were only three soldiers on guard duty, and they were lazily carrying rifles with cigarettes in their mouths, when they saw the truck approaching slowly. With a wave of his hand, he signaled the truck to stop.

"Neil?" The soldier who stepped forward saw Neil leaning out of the car window and smiled: "You bastard again, what's the matter, do you still have to deliver goods now?" ”

"Yes, you know, my daughter was just born."

"Oh. Oh my God, I remember you already have three kids, right? The soldier was taken aback.

"To be exact, with the addition of this time, it's five......"

Neil reluctantly said, "My wife gave me a twin. ”

"You're unlucky."

"Who's to say it isn't." Neil smiled wryly.

"I think the first thing you should do next time is to take protective measures."

The soldier scoffed, "Otherwise, next time there are triplets, you will simply kill yourself." ”

"Take your word to heart, soldier. Come, just arrived American goods. ”

Throwing a pack of cigarettes to the soldier, Neil pointed to the bearded man next to him, "This is my friend." Come and help me look at the goods, there is no problem with the identity. ”

Glancing at the bearded man, the soldier turned around with a cigarette and waved his hand: "Release." ”

The lifting lever gradually rises, Neil hits the throttle, and the truck spends fast.

Only then did the bearded man slowly let go of his right hand that was touching his waist, and looked straight at the road ahead, watching a deserted oil refinery in the distance unfold in his eyes after ten minutes of travel. This oil refinery was built during the Soviet era. It has been abandoned for more than 30 years, because it has not been patronized for a long time. Many places are overgrown with a variety of weeds.

Not to mention the towering towers, furnaces, compressors, and pumps of all colors, all of which are rusty and tattered holes, and have no value for recycling.

"Woohoo......"

After Neil hit the brakes, the truck stopped in a gravel-covered clearing, and it was considered to have reached the destination of the order.

"Is that all it takes?"

Neil asked.

"Yes, this is the commission this time."

Pull out a wad of bills. The bearded man handed it to Neil and said, "Do you need to wait a little longer?" If you're willing to send us back......"

"Need to be sent back? This is not stated in advance. Neil dissatisfied.

"I'm sorry, but the commission is $10,000."

"Ten thousand dollars?" Taken aback, Neil hesitated, he should have left here immediately. But I didn't expect the other party to give such a high commission price. The money was enough for him to work for months, and now all he had to do was promise to send them back, as easily as sending them over. So do you want to say yes or not?

"It's a $5,000 deposit."

Just when Neil was still hesitating, who knew that the bearded man actually took out a wad of banknotes and stuffed them into Neil's arms. The banknote of the same thickness as before, so Neil, who was still hesitating, immediately made up his mind.

"Okay, then I hope you guys can hurry." Neil quickly slipped the bill into his arms and said yes.

Smiling, not answering Neil's words, the bearded man pushed the car door and walked down.

Came to the back of the truck, opened the door of the car, and the eight strong men who were squatting in the back compartment shot their eyes over.

"It's the place."

At the end of the sentence, the eight strong men squatting in the car, holding weapons, jumped out of the carriage one after another, and two of them held silver hand-held lockboxes and followed the last to get out of the car.

"Is it time?"

"We'll have to wait a little longer."

The bearded man looked down at his watch, it was 6:06 p.m., a few minutes before the agreed six-ten.

The rest of the men spread out in their positions and took up vantage points, and two of them went up to the refinery and watched the refinery from a high altitude to guard against the rest of the problems.

The other party is punctual according to the time.

Half a minute before the agreed time, three black Humvees drove in from another direction of the refinery and slowly stopped next to the trucks one after another.

Neil sat in the driver's seat of the truck, chewing gum, trying to avoid using his eyes to contact the group of people who were ready to trade. Although he has transported prohibited weapons and prohibited equipment many times in the past ten years, it is the first time he has seen the trading site, and he can't help but be a little nervous.

Those bearded men from Azerbaijan who came here to trade don't look like the official transport of banned equipment, so who are they?

No matter how curious he is, Neil can not ask about things that he shouldn't ask.

But just in case, he touched a few guns under the leather pads, which were important things that would ensure that his interests were not compromised if necessary.

It is clear that neither side can fully trust the other side in this kind of deal, and as on the bearded side, most of the people who come out of the Humvee are heavily armed men, and it is normal to carry such common weapons as AKs.

The bearded man didn't care about this, he stared at the man wearing sunglasses who got out of the car, and waited for him to come to him before asking, "Did you bring something?" ”

"Of course."

The man in sunglasses motioned to the person next to him, and after a while, someone brought over the object, which was a box twice the size of the portable lockbox, and placed it on the container, and asked the bearded man to walk over and check it.

From Neil's point of view, I don't know what it is, but seeing the bearded man talking to the headphones in his ear for a while, as if confirming something, he raised his head and muttered a few words, and naturally someone put the suitcase on the way and opened it.

Compared to the angle that was blocked by people over there, there was no one blocking the suitcase here, and it was Enair who could see it at a glance, and there was actually a pile of dollars in the suitcase, and looking at the thickness, it was at least more than a million.

What kind of transaction is this, it turns out to be more than a million dollars?

His pupils constricted, and Neil's chewing gum mouth couldn't help but pause, this money was enough to buy a large number of individual weapons and equipment, supporting a low-fire corner of the city street fighting, without any pressure, especially in this cross-border region of Georgia, Armenia, and Azerbaijan, which is flooded with arms, this money can obviously buy more arms.

Neil secretly said to himself, he had never seen so much cash in his life, if only this money was his own, then he would never do this thing again, and immediately go home to retire and enjoy the warmth of his family.

Regret after regret, at least 20 armed personnel at the scene, he has no ability to steal food.

Just as Neil sighed, there was a "snap", and the man in sunglasses suddenly had a bloody head and fell to the ground without a snort. (To be continued.) )

PS: Hey, your book friends have too big brains, in fact, it's a very normal transaction, please don't get me wrong.