A crow stood on a dead tree,

The tree, apparently blown up by a shell, was a little scorched.

Its eyes were looking around, but occasionally it raised its head, fearing that the enemy would come from heaven.

"Doodoo~"

The crow shuddered at the sound of a whistle, and hurriedly flapped its wings and flew up, jumping to the roof of another ruin, looking around blankly.

Two cars were driving on the road.

Gao Jun was holding a piece of paper in his hand, on which were the goods from the warehouse.

In addition to a large number of AK47s and a small number of AK74s, there are about 30,000 rounds of ammunition, as well as 21 PKM general-purpose machine guns, 17 RPGs, and 20 shells.

Just 107 rocket launchers + 300 shells have already cost 105,000 US dollars, and the money in hand is definitely not enough to buy them all.

He offered to pay in installments.

Every time you pull the goods, give the money once!

This saves you the rent of finding a new warehouse.

"Gotta find a big buyer." Gao Jun folded the bill of goods and stuffed it into the inner lining of his suit, "Otherwise, the capital chain will be broken, where do you think there is the most shortage of weapons?" ”

The second half of the sentence is to ask Ambrera next to him.

"The Office of the President of the United States?" The other party thought for a while, and gave an answer, "They never dislike having too many weapons, and it's best to fill the White House, of course, I'm talking about the dollars in exchange." ”

Gao Jun laughed, "The biggest difference between him and a prostitute is that he relies on elections." ”

"I wonder if there's no CIA here." As he spoke, he looked left and right, shrugged his shoulders, and said in an exaggerated tone, "I'm afraid of being reported by them." ”

"Your experience, where do you think the intensity of the war is the highest, I'm talking about the present." Gao Jun asked.

"Somalia, I've been in Central Asia for a long time, and that place is the most complicated area I've ever seen, because you fought for the rebels in the morning, maybe he was co-opted in the afternoon, and in the evening you set yourself up as king, and those black people never cared about fame and morality."

Gao Jun's face tightened, "Then will they give money?" ”

"I think it will." Ambrera thought for a moment and nodded.

"That's fine, as long as I can give money, I don't really like to trade with liberals, you know, their checks bounce a lot, I prefer dictators, warlords, they can't fall for a while."

"When we come back from the Rub al-Khali desert, we'll go to Somalia and hopefully find a safe buyer."

"Rub al-Khali desert?"

"There's a rally." Gao Jun glanced at him, "The temple fair of the big oil farmers." ”

Ambrera didn't know what a temple fair was.

But he is just a mercenary, and protecting the safety of the boss is the only idea, and the rest has nothing to do with him, but he can't help frowning at the thought of the scene in the warehouse.

"Boss..."

“？ What's wrong? ”

"Izil is supposed to be a mafia."

Gao Jun turned his head and looked at him, "And then?" Should I be scared or should I give in? ”

"They will retaliate."

Clubs are more concerned about face, especially in cross-group active organizations like this.

"In 1988, a woman on a farm in southern Italy was annoyed by the local mafia because she didn't want to sell her farm. Then the killer was killed. After killing, the corpses are dismembered and thrown into the pigsty to feed the pigs. Ambrera said.

"You're concerned?" Gao Jun raised his eyebrows.

The other party was silent, "That's my comrade's daughter." ”

"Do you know what is the fundamental core of all criminal syndicates?" Gao Jun asked, and without waiting for him to answer, he said to himself, "interests, as well as extreme bullying of the weak and fear of the hard." ”

"The fiercest people are often the weakest."

"You should understand that when a person rises, he needs a lot of stepping stones. No one can do it on their own, success brings enemies, a lot of enemies, what are you going to do if you succeed in firing a shot? Kill success? Becoming unsuccessful? Don't worry man, I'm not a farmer, I'm an arms dealer, and in this world, very few people will go to war with arms dealers, because even if they want to kill me, they have to buy bullets from me. ”

Gao Jun turned his body sideways, "No matter how powerful a person is, he can be killed by a bullet, when he wants to bully you, what you need to do is to ask a good lawyer to let him help you defend the murder." ”

Seeing the boss so calm, Ambrera was also slightly relieved.

Gao Jun looked out the window.

However, on the road to success, there must be no lack of friends, and if you have the opportunity, you have to ask which family Izir belongs to, as long as you have a good relationship with his enemies.

The most popular thing about gangsters is cannibalism.

……

Two days later.

Border in Badakhshan Province, Afghanistan.

Across the Pench River is Uzbekistan, which has erected a steel wire fence and is patrolled by the army to prevent refugees from smuggling.

There is a village here.

The name is سلام, which means "hello" in Pashto, the official language. (It's complicated anyway, you'll only be Makabaka).

The resident population is only a few hundred.

Most of them are still old people, young people?

Of course, if you go out to beg for a living, you can't say if you are caught, wars always hurt civilians.

Perhaps, if you raise your head, it will be the son of the fourth aunt of the third aunt of the second uncle next door to you.

In a haphazard mud house in the middle of the village.

There are two huge lotion tanks, and a dozen employees, wearing rudimentary overalls and acid-proof rubber gloves, this thing... Of course, it is much worse than the industrial grade.

Some of them are disassembling parts of the AK47, putting the corroded parts in it, and chemically removing the rust.

This is Gao Jun's "overseas warehouse"!

The conditions are very good, you see, the factory will not be poisoned by ventilation on all sides, and protective measures are in place. Are you kidding me!

You ask me for workers' compensation?

I might as well give you 60 cents a bullet.

The salary is there, and he is not stingy, 200 afghani, one person a day, and two meals.

Digression: $1 = 40,000 Afghani.

There are still people rushing to do this kind of work.

After all, it is rare in the village to be able to eat two meals a day.

At this time, Gao Jun was inspecting the factory, and when he walked to the last processing point, which was to reassemble the finished weapons, there were about 10 people here, and he also saw a few children.

"Mr. Yuri, we can now assemble about 200 AKs a day, and the attrition rate is about 17%." A middle-aged man with glasses next to him said.

He's an expert in weapons!

Entrusted to Upton, he worked in the weapons workshop under his organization, and he was found by Gao Jun, with a daily salary of up to 20,000 Ani.

In this kind of place...

Of course, you have to follow the local customs and use the local currency.

This middle-aged man is highly educated, and in the sixties and seventies Afghanistan was known as "the little Switzerland of Central Asia", its economic strength ranked among the top ten in the world, and the people's living standards reached a well-off level.

"Has the weapon's performance been checked?"

"There are no professional tools, and there are many values that cannot be calculated, but the lethality is enough." The other party said very tactfully, the meaning is obvious, of course you can't compare with first-hand goods, but you ask for killing, which is enough.

Gao Jun was still satisfied after hearing it.

Less than $4 is a handful of rotten goods.

Sell it yourself...

How many dollars do you think it's good to sell?

$60?

$70?

Big dog, look at the scarf on your head, 80 US dollars is okay, right?

How many times the profit?

One thousand? (Math is not good).

Gao Jun found that he seemed to have suddenly fallen in love with this rusty thing.

The garbage that no one wants is also full of wealth.

As long as you dare to think, dare to do!

In this world, there is nothing worthless, and Jin Kela is also valuable.

"Who's the fastest among them?" Gao Jun asked.

"Him." Weapons expert Palitzer pointed to a child.

The other party was hiding in the corner, and when he saw his eyes looking over, he was obviously panicked and lowered his head, not daring to speak.

Gao Jun looked at what the other party was wearing.

The clothes are ragged and the face is dish-colored.

"Give him an extra 200 Ani today, and in the future, whoever does more every day will give more."

When Palitzer made the announcement, the child's eyes widened, and then he thanked him excitedly, and the others looked at him enviously.

You think you've earned, but you don't know how much the capitalists have earned.

"Boss." Rune trotted in, "The ticket has been bought, EgyptAir, has contacted the local brokers, and they will help us transport the goods over, but it will cost 1.7 million sums." ”

"It's about $170."

"To him, also, got the entry and exit slips for the BMP tank?"

Rune answered, "In Ambrera's hands, he's arranging the process. ”

Gao Jun found that $300 a day was a good deal.

These mercenaries are really reliable!

I have to sign a contract and get a full-time employee.

……