Ultimately...

Nasser still didn't eat the shipment.

There are only two doors.

$300,000 is the price of 9 doors, if the unit price, then the price must not be calculated like this.

$35,000!

It's cheap, okay, the rabbit export price is $36,800.

"I have shells here for a long time, if you need it, you can contact me at any time, I have someone here, you call, I will send it to you, and it will be cheaper for you when the time comes." Gao Jun was holding the money in his hand and smiling happily.

"You still have an agent over here?" Nasser asked in surprise.

"There are channels for doing business, if you want to expedit, you have to add money, but I think it's best to tell me two or three days in advance, this Chinese product is too popular, if it weren't for me thinking about you, now it has been snatched away, I patted my chest and told others, my friend wants, I have to keep it for him, others almost held a gun to my head."

Gao Jun spread out his hand, with a relaxed expression, "No way, friends are more important than business." ”

Nasser's eyes flashed with suspicion, but Rabe, who was accompanying him, was moved, and his good impression of Boss Gao jumped up.

The price is different from selling it to black dogs and selling it to large dogs.

Africa: "Aba Baba Abba..."

Big dog: "Big brother, are you selling two kicks for $3.5 billion?" Don't lie to me, I asked Eagle Sauce, and he said that's the price. ”

People are stupid and have a lot of money, who doesn't like it?

Gao Jun stuffed the money into the briefcase he carried with him, he liked to accept cash, "When does the desert rally start?" ”

"Tomorrow, the main venue this time is in our tribe, so we don't need to trek, just wait to come to the door." Nasser said.

"Can you give me a spot? It's better to have a little space. Gao Jun's eyes lit up.

"Of course! This desert is huge, the choice is yours. ”

"Thank you, don't worry, I'll give you the rent, I'll send you 5 AK47s, orthodox Soviet goods, just off the assembly line two days ago."

It's an assembly line, and it's been watered.

Nasser didn't refuse, and friends had to be so courteous.

In the evening, a hard dish was served in the tribe.

Roast camels!

It was filled with spices and cumin, and it tasted good, and Ambrera and Scottis were nibbling on the meat.

Mercenaries are also pitiful...

Especially for retail investors, there is basically no protection, and if you encounter arrears, you have to do it in vain, but I heard that the happiest time for mercenaries is the Lebanese War.

Because...

There is money on both sides.

Of course, I'm afraid that even the mercenaries of large companies such as Israel's IZO mercenary company and Titan company can't afford to eat roasted camels.

In Saudi Arabia, this dish, at least 1,000 US dollars, is in 1985.

Eat and drink enough, but there is no girl.

Arab girls are still more frustrated.

Gao Jun didn't want to make trouble, so he lit a lamp in the tent, read a book, and fell asleep.

Books are the best hypnotic tools.

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Following.

Nine a.m.

Convoys were constantly entering the Erd Fetur tribe.

150 miles away on the northwest side, Gao Jun was still in a hurry, and he woke up at five o'clock in the morning, this opportunity to make money was in front of him, who could sleep?

"Boss, is this okay?" Scottis came over with a wooden sign that read in Arabic: "Yuri Weapons Shop, 7% off!" ”

Gao Jun looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, and motioned for him to plug in the main road of the tribe, for fear that others would not be able to see it, hooked his fingers, and whispered to him, "You find two tribal children and let them fight in front of the sign!" ”

Originally, Gao Jun thought, where is the pork...

But after thinking about it, it's better not to be so "bottomless", and the gimmick should also be controlled within a controllable range.

Scottis answered and trotted over.

The main place of the meeting was in the tribe, Gao Jun was afraid that someone would test the gun, so he moved a little farther away, and he also agreed with Nasser that he would bring someone over, and 1% of the transaction price would belong to him.

If you eat meat, you have to let someone else drink some soup.

The U.S. government doesn't dare to swallow everything by itself, so why can he be the boss?

The little brother follows him and has meat to eat!

Interest, is a group of dogs to chase away another group of dogs, snatch a piece of, of course, if you think the back group of dogs is doing well, you can pull them in.

There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.

Lo and behold, Nasser came over with someone as soon as it opened...

For the sake of money, he is also concerned.

"Yuri, come, let me introduce you, this is Hamad Al Montasari, this is Yasir Kahtani......"

Look, listen to the name, it's rich.

In Gao Jun's eyes, the bearded man looked about the same, and shook hands with them with a smile.

"This is my good friend, Yuri, who is an arms dealer and very capable."

Kakhtani has a hooked nose and fierce eyes, but his tone is surprisingly gentle, "That's where you got your shipment?" ”

Nasser nodded.

Montasari is a fat man, a little belly, a lot of oil and water, and ten fingers are hung with gold rings, Gao Jun really doesn't want to see more, but what is special is that he really blinds his titanium alloy dog eyes.

If you show off your wealth like this, I can't help but give you a shuttle, Adam's apple rolls, and swallows saliva.

Montasari looked at the stall next to him, "Can you introduce me?" I need a bunch of weapons, those Iraqis want to occupy my desert! ”

Beaten?

That's good!

Gao Jun likes to do business with the people who are beaten, because he has a heavy heart of revenge and is not stingy with money.

"Damn the Iraqis, they're peace-destroying badasses, I think I recommend you, the 107 rocket launcher..."

Of course, the expensive ones are pushed first.

Of course, as for the words of scolding his mother before, he can be regarded as if he didn't hear it, and the next time he meets the Iraqis, he will also scold the Kuwaitis like this.

Gao Jun said the words again, and Nasser next to him also put up two sentences, and the other party who said it was instantly moved.

"How much?" Montasari asked.

"Seven 107 rocket launchers cost a total of $300,000, and the shells cost $850 each."

Nasser was stunned next to him, no, you just told me yesterday that 9 doors are 300,000 US dollars, Gao Jun looked over, and the two met their eyes.

The former immediately understood.

Good brother, you must have given me a discount!

I remembered this feeling.

Montasari and Kahetani looked at each other.

"It's cheap."

"Yes, it's a bit cheap, so let's buy it."

"Good!"

Cheap?

Gao Jun was stunned, good guy, are all local tyrants so arrogant?

Isn't this the biggest provocation to my capital lackeys?

"We also want all the shells, by the way, the instructions are for us."

"No problem, Ambrera, pull these weapons aside, there's already a boss asking for it, by the way, a few more, how about taking a look at this bazooka?"

"Type 69 40 mm rocket launcher, using "two-stage propulsion", the initial velocity of the rocket is 120m / s, as we all know, this "super-caliber rocket launcher" is most suitable for not fighting tanks, but hitting infantry, direct firing distance of 300 meters, vertical armor penetration 380 mm, almost no one can dodge, the most important thing is easy to carry, carry it, carry it can run. ”

Gao Jun's eyes were hopeful, "How is it?" Do you want it? ”

And just when a few local tyrants were discussing, suddenly, they heard a burst of gunshots!

Then he saw a car speeding from a distance, constantly honking its horn, and Nasser's face changed, "The Iraqis are coming!" ”

Gao Jun's expression froze.

Grass!

Run!

Lao Tzu is an arms dealer, not a mercenary, and he definitely can't stay to fight.

Can...

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