The convoy crossed the bridge over the Kabul River and entered the new city.

The river divides the city in two, with the old city on the south bank and the new city on the north bank.

The new town is home to a concentration of commercial districts, royal palaces, official residences and high-end residences, while the old town preserves palace buildings from ancient times to the present day, such as the Gurhanna Palace, the Dirkusa Palace, the Saladat Palace, the Rose Palace and the Dar Aman Palace.

Let's put it this way, everything that has nothing to do with the poor is here.

Gao Jun's eyes were the first to see a flag hanging on the wall of the four, fifth floor, and Najira's head was hung with Su Xunzong's, but both of them had "pockmarks" on their faces.

I don't know which little cutie, swept with a machine gun, it's a waste of bullet money, but without such a pen, what does Gao Jun earn?

At the other end of the bridge, there is a sentry.

When I saw the convoy, I lazily walked out of a few people wearing urban field uniforms, red trimmed with cap walls, collar badges and epaulettes, representing the security forces, and the lower body of the leader was still wearing Soviet straight-leg pants, and the head was wearing an M1918-style steel helmet, a product of the Austro-Hungarian Empire.

Graveyard of Empires, what is not?

He handed out a hand from the pickup truck in front of him, held his communication card, knocked on the door, looked at the guard, and gave way with a military salute.

Gao Jun looked outside, just as a female soldier looked at him with envy, and as soon as the eyes of the two met, the other party lowered his head shyly.

"$20, I'll let her come and accompany you at night, how about wearing that outfit?" Upton said teasingly.

Gao Jun looked at him, "I'm just curious, why just let the old man and the woman guard such an important card point?" ”

"Because the young men have already joined us, after the Soviet retreat, the government army does not have much military revenue, as long as they are given 10 dollars, the women can stand for a month."

"And your monthly salary is very high?" Gao Jun is a little curious.

Upton just smiled at the question.

In fact, according to later disclosures in the United States, the salary of the resistance organization is also very small, but people have subsidies, including medical subsidies for relatives, hunger and thirst subsidies, and most importantly, they rely on their peers!

Do you think it's all faith?

Most of them were "forced to join the war" because they couldn't afford to eat.

Come out and mix, the literary one can't do it, the one-handed AK will always press it, and the martial one can't do it, then it's not this piece of material, eat!

The people of the new city are doing very well, with a boy in bicycles in suspenders, three or four strong men next to him, and a nanny.

Something...

If you weren't born, you're doomed!

The gap between people and people is as big as the gap between people and dogs.

The convoy drove into a military camp, and the Afghan flag fluttered high, but it seemed that some "mood" was not good, and his head was drooping.

There wasn't even a birdman on the playground.

But there was a scream coming from the small house next to it.

Gao Jun and Upton got out of the car, looked left and right, and didn't know if it was a coincidence or intention, they saw a group of people walking out of the door.

A man who looked like a fat pig, wearing an Afghan military uniform, followed by a woman, wide red trousers, a loose long-sleeved top, looked a bit like a South Asian Kamez, and wore a headscarf on his head.

His eyes were as charming as jewels.

One glance, I want to fall in love with her.

Upton just finished shaking hands with him and introduced Gao Jun to him.

"Hello, Colonel Sada." Gao Jun took off his sunglasses, pinned them into his jacket pocket, and stretched out his hand to say.

But when the other party saw him, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Upton, "Asian? Are you kidding me? I'll give you face before you can bring someone here, but you can't deceive me like this. ”

Gao Jun withdrew his hand and said with a smile, "Colonel, there is no nationality in the transaction." ”

"I'm afraid you won't give me money, but a Vietnamese guy took my 20 kilograms of marijuana and ran away, and he still owes me tens of thousands of dollars."

"I'm afraid I don't have the strength? I know. Gao Jun hooked his finger at Ambrera behind him, and the other party ran over and handed over the black handbag.

"When I come out to do business, I understand that I have to talk about strength, background, and money." Gao Jun opened the briefcase as he spoke, revealing the folded gold bars inside, "See you for the first time, doubt me, no problem, Colonel, I'll take the money, make a friend!" ”

Sada was stunned by the gold, and even Upton behind him was distracted, this Asian...

It seems to be richer than you think!

"Smack!"

Gao Jun closed the box, and as soon as Sada was excited, a wild boar-like smile appeared on his face, and he stretched out his hand, "Sada . Brahman. ”

"Nicholas. Yuri. ”

The only way to make others respect you is strength.

"Shall we go and see the goods first?" Gao Jun proposed.

"Why don't you sit down first?"

"Colonel, the money can't wait."

Sada smiled, led them to the munitions depot, and generously handed him a cigar, "Cuban goods, $6 a piece." ”

Gao Jun, who was about to ignite the fire, heard such words of pretending to be X, and did he pay back? He took out a ten-dollar bill from his pocket, lit it, lit the other person's cigar first, and said with a smile, "One person is $6, two people are $16, and it's the same to make money, two mouths are more than one mouth, right?" ”

Fatty pork is much longer, and the brain is bright.

He heard Gao Jun's words, but he still smiled vaguely, "Let's see the goods first, whether you can eat enough depends on how big the bowl you have prepared." ”

Nearby, two officers pushed open the iron door.

I pressed the switch on the wall, and I saw the lights turn on one by one.

At first glance, Gao Jun saw the two BMP-1 tanks at the door, but the 73mm 2A28 low-pressure smoothbore gun on it was missing, including the Kalashnikov tank twin machine gun and the tank missile system.

From the outside, all that's left is a bare shell.

"How did the BMP stop here? What about its weapons? Gao Jun couldn't help but touch it, turned his head and asked.

"It's so oily."

This excuse...

Is the DMV licensed? Does it matter if the fuel consumption is large?

With a weight of 13.2 tons, he should, probably, probably really can't refuel, and the Hummer is eating cat food in front of him.

"And then the weapon was dismantled?"

When Gao Jun saw the other party nodding, he felt that he was a violent thing, although the armor of this thing is relatively thin and it is relatively low in actual combat, but you have to see who you fight with.

6~26 mm armor, when encountering the marksmanship of a black dog, it should be able to carry it, right?

Of course, only theoretically.

However, there are also experiences that say that 12.7mm or 6 grenades can be destroyed.

"If you weld a heavy machine gun on it, won't there be armed forces again?" This thought flashed through Gao Jun's mind, there are still a few days left, the desert rally, maybe those big dogs can take a fancy to it?

Find a repair shop and you can get it done.

Isn't that simple?

But how to shout the price of such defective products?

It seems that Sweden once bought 700 BMP armored vehicles, and it only cost 11 million dollars, that is, about 10,000 dollars each, and it is also fully armed, buy one and get 4 shells.

Gao Jun divided left and right in his heart.

"$600!" He shouted back.

"Deal!" Sada replied faster.

NMD！

Shout high.

Gao Jun's mouth purred, and he immediately added, "I said two!" ”

"Aren't you talking about that?" The other party asked rhetorically, which made Gao Jun speechless for an instant.

Okay...

People were originally cabbage.

An armored car without a weapon system, but a coffin board with four tires, doesn't seem to have much to do.

It's not as expensive as a one-shot RPG.

In this kind of place, the good-looking is not as good as the practical.

What they are looking for is big, thick and fierce!

……