When Gao Jun found Ambrera, he was pointing at a map in the office he had set up with Scottis next to the factory.

Neither of them noticed him coming in.

Gao Jun stood behind and watched them draw many circles on the map, so he stretched out his hand and pointed curiously, "What is this?" ”

The two raised their heads and called out to the boss.

Ambrera: "This is a border guard, we have to bypass it." ”

The brokers over there are only responsible for the operation of relations within the territory, and the border area has to be sent over by Gao Jun.

"Why bypass?" Gao Jun asked rhetorically, these words made them suddenly at a loss, isn't it normal to be afraid of smuggling soldiers?

"The best way to avoid danger is to win him over, no one can refuse money, how much do you think they can pay?"

Thailand's "Psychological Journal" once did an experiment.

As long as the sudden wealth exceeds 3 times the salary, it will never be illegal or immoral.

Everywhere, dead wages are given to the people at the bottom.

"We have to show generosity and let the border guards of all countries understand that to get my business card is to get money, and violence is not our only option, win-win is."

"Send 3 million Ani to the other side of the Penchi River at night, let them turn a blind eye, and it is better to pack it in a sack, which is more stylish."

It's not good to exchange Uzbekistan's sums on this territory, but Afghani is okay too.

Ambrera and Scottis nodded, each feeling that the boss had a point.

"We don't have that much money."

"Call Upton and ask him to send someone to bring some, the ticket is tomorrow night, we still have time."

Ambrera answered.

"When the time comes, you still have Rune to go to Saudi Arabia with me, you keep Scottis, this satellite phone is for you, and you can contact me if you have something." As he spoke, he placed the phone upright on the table.

"In addition to this matter, there is another thing, I plan to hire you as a regular employee, with an annual salary of 40,000 US dollars, and I am responsible for all your weapons and equipment, even labor insurance, and 90,000 US dollars in accident compensation for a single person, what do you think?" Gao Jun raised his head slightly and asked with a smile.

Gringos like to talk about benefits openly.

Because if it's ambiguous, it's for the defendant!

Where will it say that the salary is 3000~5000, and then you come to the door, and the good guy deducts food, accommodation, and clothes, and gets 800....

The price given by Gao Jun is not low, it is directly twice as high as that of the US special forces, and the logistical pressure is reduced a lot in an instant, and Ambrera and several people did not hesitate at all, so they agreed directly.

Since then, the group of unlicensed vendors has grown again.

Gao Jun was also very happy, and promised to take them to have a dash when this order was over.

Man, what can you play?

Coming out of the "office", Gao Jun looked at the sky, "The God of Wealth bless me to make a fortune this time, wait for me to make money, build a temple for you in Afghanistan, and when the time comes, let you open up overseas markets!" ”

……

Central Asia in early September.

It's hot!

It was stuffy at night.

The river was collapsing, and perhaps he was the only one who was the most energetic at night, and in a sentry post on the opposite bank, four soldiers looked nervously outside.

One of the captains was still looking nervously at his watch.

"It's coming, it's coming!" He heard a knock at the door, poking his head in, and the captain immediately went out, and a beam of light shone through him, stinging his eyes.

"Is that them?"

"I just saw the papers, yes."

The captain nodded, motioned for the others to lift the railing, and watched a train pass by.

"How... How can there be armored vehicles! He suddenly saw the second BMP tank, his eyes changed, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it, he knew that he was going to smuggle, but you big guy is different.

"What's wrong? Captain? A person got out of the truck in front of him and asked with a smile.

"It's an armored car, you didn't say it." The other party asked angrily.

Can an armored car be the same as an AK47?

"You're mistaken, it's a rescue vehicle." Ambrera pulled out the papers and handed them to him.

"Afghan Peacekeeping Force Rescue Vehicle Purchase Order!"

How to rescue armored vehicles?

Destroy the opponent, as long as there is no opponent, the rescue will be successful.

And...

"Are there peacekeepers in Afghanistan?" The captain asked.

"They're working on it, but they have to send the rescue vehicle over first, it's all formalities, what are you afraid of? Moreover, this armor ... Phew, there are no muzzles for rescue vehicles. ”

"But..."

Ambre stretched his hand to hold him down, trotted back into the car, and pulled out a stack of afghani, "No, right?" ”

The greed that flashed in the captain's eyes instantly occupied the high ground of reason, anyway... The armored car will not hit me, just go over it.

He waved his hand and signaled to hurry.

Ambrera thanked him, got into the driver's seat, smiled at the boss next to him, and drove into another country with one foot on the accelerator.

"See? 1.5g banknote can crush the heart of 300g, no one can say no in front of money, if he says, then add another 1.5g, money + money equals double happiness. Gao Jun was happily passing on his ideas with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Boss, which is more important, money or RPG?"

"Kind words and a gun can get a lot more than you can with kind words alone, RPGs are used to protect money!"

Ambrera nodded.

And so on...

Another person is going to be knocked down by Gao Jun's idea of the supremacy of money.

However, there is no problem with this, and it is also funny to say, no one will look down on you because you are poor, but because you are poor, others will despise you and laugh at you.

"Boss, have you ever dreamed of any other dreams?"

In the bumpy ride, Ambrera asked suddenly.

Gao Jun looked at his side face, looked out the window, and smiled, "I originally wanted to be a street vendor and sell cooking when I was a child, and when I grew up, I wanted to be a painter, and I wanted to be admitted to the Vienna Art School, but I failed, do you know why?" Because, there are 21 people, 20 white people, and I am a yellow person. ”

"And how did you get on this path?"

"And how did you end up as a mercenary?" Gao Jun asked rhetorically, and Ambrera was silent.

"I told myself, I will come out, I will not be unlucky for a lifetime, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, this world is really hypocritical, if I have a lot of money, I can smash it in the face of the schoolmaster raised by a son of a son and tell him that I want to enroll, maybe, I will be a painter, maybe, I am organizing my own art exhibition, maybe, there is a group of gentlemen standing below to applaud me and cheer for me."

Gao Jun said as he spoke, laughed to himself, shook his head, and took a puff of cigarette, "Reality and fantasy are two different things, in fact, in this world, how many people can do what they want?" Sometimes there is no choice. ”

"I don't have any aspirations in my life right now, I just want to make enough money, play with beautiful women, and have enough, just like Al. It is also a kind of chic to die like Capone (syphilis), at least I lived. ”

"What about you? What dreams were there before? ”

Ambrera: "I wanted to build rockets, when I was a kid I thought I wanted to be a scientist, but now, I just want to make money and feed my daughter." ”

"You still have a daughter? How old is it? ”

"Seven years old."

"That must be cute, when will you take me to see it, maybe, I'll be her godfather."

"She's in Detroit, and I promised him to go back and spend Christmas with her."

"Then I'll buy her a Barbie doll."

"She loves Mickey Mouse..."

"After earning this ticket, I'll buy her Disney!"

Night...

Only the cold wind, the dead tree, and the night crow quietly listened to the ambition and self-deprecation of the two men.

Man, it's hard to be a man!

……