Early morning in Tallinn.

The air is fresh.

Gao Jun ran a few kilometers around the small playground, Ambrera followed, as an arms dealer you have to be physical, at least when you run, you have to be able to run.

When the United States started the war, how many agents and arms dealers were killed? That is, physical fitness is not good, if I run faster than the local armed leader, it is not me who dies.

Back at the dormitory, the orderly brought breakfast.

Two slices of oatmeal bread, two eggs, half a cup of milk, and a sweet potato.

"The scarcity of supplies has reached this point?" Gao Jun said to the orderly in surprise, and the other party smiled awkwardly.

Don't embarrass him, what can a small soldier know?

Wave your hand and let him out.

"It seems that the canned food we brought should be more valuable." Gao Jun looked at Ambrera and said that he was ready to raise the price.

It used to be 10 cans and a gun, but now it's worth five cans.

What is it called?

Go on the scamp!

Gao Jun peeled the eggshell, bit it, pressed the number on the satellite phone with his middle finger according to the business card, and clicked on the broadcast.

"Hey, this is Taylor." The fat man's energetic voice sounded on the opposite side, which made people feel in a good mood when they heard it.

"Hey man, I'm Yuri." Gao Jun leaned over and said.

When I heard it, the other side shouted excitedly, "Oh my God, who called me?" Yuri, you're famous in the Rub al-Khali desert and Kuwait. ”

"What's going on?"

"Did you sell a batch of 107 rocket launchers? Nasser of the Elder Fitul tribe organized a group to blow up the airfield of the Iraqis in the province of Jahra, destroying a total of 17 Fish Nest fighters (J-7 + MiG-21), you are famous! ”

Taylor was even more excited than Gao Jun.

Now, Gao knows why Nasser is urging him to deliver the goods, you are causing trouble everywhere, and the Iraqis don't retaliate against you?

Well done, though!

If you get into trouble, I can make money.

I'm in charge of supplying weapons, and you're in charge of giving money + making trouble + beating people (getting beaten).

"Iraq offers a $5,000 reward for finding you." Taylor said, but could you hide the schadenfreude in his tone?

Good guy, you were cut down, looking for me, a kitchen knife seller?

Gao Jun was a little uncomfortable...

The main thing is that I was "misunderstood", so I can't go to Iraq to sell weapons?

TMD, what the hell!

"Will you report me for this money?" Gao Jun said it coldly, the last time he said this, Paul was still alive.

Taylor laughed, "Dude, you calling me means I can make more, doesn't it?" ”

The expression on Boss Gao's face softened a lot.

Listen, this is a businessman, and you have to look long.

"I would like to hold an arms exhibition, preferably in Jubail..."

"A new weapon?"

"No, a batch of Soviet goods."

Taylor immediately understood that Yuri was trying to borrow means of smuggling, and he groaned slightly, "If it's not a new weapon, I'm afraid I'll have to change the application form, what do you think, what will happen to the Warsaw Pact military weapons display?" ”

See, pros!

"Yes, how much does it cost to do what you do?"

"1% of the market price of the goods."

"Are you robbing?" The cigarette that Gao Jun was about to hold fell to the ground, so he hurriedly bent down to pick it up, blew it on the filter a few times, and stuffed it back into his mouth.

"Man, this is a labor fee, you can rest assured, when your goods enter Saudi Arabia, no one will go up to inspect it, and it will even be covered with a layer of cloth, and if you need it, you can also write CN, these are not problems." Taylor patted his chest in reassurance.

"1% is too much, I'm not doing this business alone..."

"Then add an extra mouth, it's a simple arithmetic problem, isn't it?"

Gao Jun clasped his teeth with his little thumb, and was about to speak, when he heard the other party continue, "Moreover, we can introduce you to more high-quality customers, in the eastern and southern regions of the Mediterranean, God is here, you have to write us a letter of cooperation." ”

It's a lot of.

But what if it's true?

That area...

There are a lot of big dogs.

Saudi Arabia, Iran, Iraq, Kuwait, UAE...

Looking at the past of these names, it is written big: rich!

Gao Jun must be tempted, if you give a high-quality customer, your channel will be stable, "Is the customer success rate 100%?" ”

"Of course not! We will just recommend you to them, of course, if the higher the consumption with us, the faster your priority is likely to be, and someone else's letter of introduction is on the purchasing minister's desk, and you may show up in the president's office for coffee with them. ”

It's a familiar routine.

VIP customers?!

Isn't this just the bank?

But there is a saying that is true, the poor have a circle of the poor, and the rich have the play of the rich, and the greatest wealth you can think of may be the emperor holding a golden hoe to farm in the palace.

But when you donate money, you will have the opportunity to meet the emperor, who gave you the opportunity?

money！

When you have this thing, a wild dog like Taylor will pounce on it, and I have to say, such a "guide" is needed.

"Can I pay later?"

"Of course you can, I believe in your credibility, call me two days in advance when the time comes, and I will arrange for someone to pick you up."

"I wish us a happy cooperation." Gao Jun said with a smile.

"Definitely!"

……

Lying.

The satellite phone was thrown on the table, Gao Jun raised his head, and took a puff of cigarette, which was so big in Taylor's breath, and the background seemed to be very deep and deep.

Isn't that good?

Of course!

The problems that can be solved with banknotes are not called problems, and they use their own brains, which hurts brain cells, and they get old quickly.

Knock knock!

There was a knock on the door, and Ambrera went to open it, and saw the orderly standing at the door, "Mr. Yuri, the colonel is back, let you go downstairs." ”

"OK."

Gao Jun nodded, picked up the lighter on the table, a man can't forget this thing wherever he goes, there is smoke without fire, it is difficult to achieve positive results, there is fire without smoke, it is difficult to become a god.

Walking downstairs, I saw two Mi-17s on a truck.

"Oh! Awesome! Gao Jun couldn't help but shout, raised his hand, and threw a cigarette over, "Diegoski, you are simply amazing." ”

I didn't see it all night, the colonel's eyes were scarlet, he looked very tired, and lowered his voice, "Damn, that logistics minister doesn't take money, but I know that his wife likes gold, I sold her 30,000 rubles of gold, she told me the evidence of her husband's embezzlement, and... I got the two Mi-17s to destroy them. ”

As he spoke, he handed over a document with a red stamp.

It is clearly written that two Mi-17s collided due to operational errors, resulting in an accident in which one was killed and three were injured.

"And people died?" Gao Jun asked suspiciously.

"Just find a bad guy to tick off his military status, but the poor little guy obviously didn't know he was "dead", and the logistics department asked me to solve the problem. Diegoski pointed to a man standing next to the delivery truck.

Gao Jun looked in the direction of his finger and saw a young man with fluffy hair and two particularly sexy mustaches standing, looking a little helpless.

"How do you want to deal with him?"

"Give him a sum of money, let him get out, this money, you come out!" Diegoski said.

Gao Jun's temples were about to explode, and he asked Lao Tzu to pay for it, he crossed his waist, lowered his head and frowned, and then walked over, "Hey, man, what's your name?" ”

The other party is a little cute.

"Victor, sir."

"Victor. Bout! ”

……