Rub al-Khali Desert!

The sky was gray, and the wind could be seen whistling in the distance.

More than a dozen off-road convoys were spraying exhaust fumes, and the marks of the tires being crushed were obvious.

Except for three people who were Gao Jun, the others were Taylor's people.

This guy.

The bodyguards are more than themselves.

When Gao Jun asked him if it was necessary?

The other party said earnestly, "You can't pin your safety on someone else's bottom line, the most complicated and sinister thing in this world is just two words: human nature."

……

At this time, the Toyota LC70 in the middle of the team, Gao Jun was sitting in it and keeping accounts, and the sales of the stall model in the first two days exceeded 320,000 US dollars!

Prove that this path is feasible.

This is only a safe area, if in the war zone, more business can be carried out, what artillery salvo service, spiritual comfort, etc., this money must not come in a hurry?

"Boss, it's almost time for Jubail." Tonikov, who was driving, said.

Gao Jun answered, put the pen into the account book, put it in the inner pocket of his suit, pressed the chair in front of him with both hands, poked his head over, and saw the city gate, and in the northwest corner, he saw a tree.

Paul...

It's buried inside.

The arrival of the convoy caused the soldiers at the gate to check it, but when they saw the car in front of them take out a certificate, the other party gave a military salute.

Gao Jun also saw an old acquaintance.

Flago, only now he's a captain.

The other party's eyes also happened to sweep in the car, and when they saw Gao Jun, they were stunned, the two looked at each other, and Gao Jun smiled and waved.

"Captain Frago, Captain Frago..."

The lieutenant next to him called out to him, and he came back to his senses.

"What are you looking at?"

"No... It's okay, just seeing an acquaintance. ”

The lieutenant smiled, disapproving.

Frago assured that he would never be mistaken, and frowned, "Why is he here?" ”

The convoy drove into town.

There were many people of all shapes and colors on the roadside, but most of them were dressed in the same way.

"There are a lot more mercenaries, and it seems that the war situation should be more intense." Gao Jun muttered.

Women are rarely seen among these people.

Sometimes...

It's not that there is discrimination against women, it's that the needs and thresholds of the profession are reducing the presence of women, and only one woman can be found in about 200 mercenaries.

But in 1988, a French media investigation found that the best-selling free-range thing in the war zone was the best-selling thing.

1. Condoms.

2. Sanitary napkins.

3. Lubricating oil.

(hey, hey, hey...... ）

But every year France does not have enough sanitary napkins for themselves, they need 58.2 million people in the country, oh yes, the national population: 58.2 million.

The mercenaries' eyes were fixed on the convoy.

It's all a little meaningful.

Mercenaries and sometimes bandits can also be.

The French Foreign Legion was still a rebel activist at the beginning, but it was not washed into the pride of "French chicken"?

"Hiss..."

The intercom placed on the trim made a sound, "All on alert." ”

The order was given too slowly.

From the moment he entered the city, the co-pilot of the Banikles pulled out the Stephkin APS, opened the safe, this is a submachine gun, close range, strafing invincible!

And in the hands of Alva in the back is an AS "Val" special assault rifle, nicknamed "Great Wave".

Gao Jun equipped his security team with very generous weapons.

Individual weapons: one ASVAL assault rifle, two pistols, in addition to the said Stephkin APS, there is also Makarov.

They formed a squad, consisting of Ambrera equipped with VSS sniper rifles.

Such a configuration, very luxurious, okay...

The Wimpel group, the GRU, plus two members of the American Special Forces, Gao Jun is an arms dealer, not a mercenary leader, basically in the rear, which is enough.

The convoy drove to a square in the middle of the city.

This place has been requisitioned, a cordon has been raised, and the weapons that had been brought in a day earlier have been separated by area.

Tank area.

Firearms Zone.

Artillery area.

When the car stopped, Taylor's bodyguard quickly got out of the car and occupied the surrounding positions, and the posture was good, so I don't know if it was a showmanship.

Alva got out of the car first and opened the door for Gao Jun, and Ambrera and the others in the back car also slowly leaned over.

"Yuri, look, how is it here?" Taylor got out of the car and walked over to ask.

Gao Jun looked at it and felt very simple.

When I have the opportunity to hold my own weapons exhibition in a big city in the future, I must make a sculpture of God, and then stand at the door with an AK47, a bullet belt on my back, and body armor.

In these years, the "gods" had to be armed with automatic rifles, and they pulled the trigger while preaching fraternity.

"I think it's too lonely, what about Kellogg and Selina last time? I can ask them to bring more people and stand next to the tank for $100 a day, and if they can sell a product, I can give them a 20% commission. ”

How can violence not be associated with women?

Especially now that there are so many mercenaries in the city, it's not easy to sell tanks or something, and rifles and bullets are always simple.

As a person, Gao Jun just added it casually.

Can bitches still sell weapons?

"The custom here," Taylor said awkwardly.

"Does anyone care? Victor, wait a minute for you to get some money and go to Captain Flago, who is in charge, and he will know what to do. Gao Jun turned his head and ordered.

Victor is more clever and optimistic about him.

He answered and drove away with Tonikov and Alva.

"Now there are no obstacles, and sometimes, the premise of the custom we respect is that it cannot affect our interests."

Taylor spread his hands, "I'll arrange it for you." ”

If this were somewhere else, maybe Gao Jun would have been arrested, but Jubail was too biased.

He looked at his watch, "Let's go back to the hotel first, the client I made for you will probably arrive tomorrow." ”

"Here," Gao Jun pointed to the exhibition.

"Don't worry, I've taken care of everything too, we will be responsible during the day, and their army will be stationed here at night, and I will also send people over, and there will be no accidents."

Gao Jun still didn't believe in their combat effectiveness, and put forward his own idea, "I think all the lights should be turned on here at night, this exhibition is open 24 hours a day!" ”

Barbarism is also restrained and slightly civilized under the light.

Of course, this does not include outlaws and black dogs, who can buy for zero yuan day and night.

But with the lights on, it will always make people jealous.

If someone really makes trouble and there is a shootout, it is not something that one person can afford.

Let's see, who is so shameless.

Taylor also understood Gao Jun's thoughts, and agreed, anyway, the boss pays for the electricity bill, what are you afraid of?

As soon as he was about to get into the car, he heard Ambrera call him, "Boss, there's a phone." ”

Gao Jun picked up the phone and smiled when he heard the voice on the other side, "Mr. Nasser, hahahaha, hello, I have arrived in Jubail, and I was just about to call you, you can come tomorrow to pick up the goods." ”

The spring breeze on his face was very happy.

But gradually, as soon as the smile froze, everyone saw that his expression slowly converged, "You don't want it?" What does that mean? ”

"Changed buyers?? Hey..."

The phone hung up.

"Damn, Wang Ba Lizi, Lao Tzu's goods have arrived, you said you don't want it?"

The mother tongue of Qi is soaring out.

A kick on the tire.

"Yuri, what's wrong?" Taylor asked, poking his head out of the car in front of him.

"It's okay, I just found something dirtier than blacks?"

"It's a non-compliant buyer!"

……