Siege?

Gao Jun was stunned, he couldn't pass.

What should I do if someone bombards me?

But that's my own channel...

If you don't save yourself when you die, will all the previous scenes be done in vain?

"Boss, he's on the phone." Ambrera pointed to the "bricks" in her hand, looking embarrassed.

Gao Jun stretched out his hand and motioned for him to hand it over, you can't let the wage earner carry the pot, as soon as the phone was put to his ear, he heard Rabe shouting excitedly in Arabic, accompanied by the sound of gunfire.

"Hey..."

On the other side, it was like a drowning man grabbed a lifebuoy and shouted, "Yuri, help!"

”

Gao Jun sorted out his words, with a little toothache, frowning, "Rabe, I'm sorry, I'm afraid now..."

"$50,000!" Rabe didn't wait for Gao Jun to finish speaking, and he understood what kind of urine the other party was, so he directly threw the money.

"It's not about the money..."

"$100,000, that's the most cash I've ever had, and if I die, you'll get nothing." Rabe also went mad.

"Fakyu! What do you mean by that, am I the kind of person who will not be saved? You wait, whoever moves my customer, I will kill whom, where? ”

The three kinds of people Gao Jun hated the most in his life.

1. Buying goods without giving money.

Second, there is no money to buy goods.

Three, move my customers!

"Boss, we'll drive there in at least two hours." Ambrera said from a professional point of view.

"Two hours? We had to go over for twenty hours, and they gave us the money. Perhaps thinking that such a reckoning was not good, he changed his words, "We are businessmen, as long as it is related to the war, we can do it, since he can make so much money, we have to climb over." ”

Even if the other party is killed, he can collect a corpse.

Of course, it's better not to run short.

You know, you have to consume fuel and lose money when you run short.

"Actually, boss, we still have a Mi-17 in Jubail City, if it can be installed, it can quickly reach the battlefield and provide fire support."

As the only air force and maintenance talent in the team, Victor waited for Taylor to finish speaking, and explained in a muffled voice next to him, "Under the standard of 3~5 people in the maintenance team, all the overhaul of the Mi-17 is within 3 hours in wartime, and according to the standard of the propeller, it will take at least more than 40 minutes.

Without tools, who can carry the weight of the propeller?

"I think it's better to go and borrow a helicopter from the Saudis." Victor pursed his lips, "Maybe it's more likely than that." ”

This sentence of comparison made Gao Jun's expression move, and he looked at Taylor, who also raised his head and smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid it's not easy." ”

"Remember that purchasing officer, Morsay? Do you think he has what it takes? ”

When it comes to useful relationships, Boss Gao starts to select as if he has installed an engine in his mind, and gradually freezes on a certain person.

"Him? I find it useful! You can try to get in touch. ”

"Bring me my briefcase, I remember the business card was in it." Gao Jun shouted at Tonikov, who was closer to the car, opened the door, took out a black bag and ran over.

Grab a stack of business cards from the side of the bag.

"Damn, when did I get this? Pig killer? ”

"This is the Wool Merchant?"

"Oh my God, there's human trafficking..."

Gao Jun flipped through them one by one, there were too many, and they were divided into several stacks for everyone to look for together.

There is strength in numbers.

"Boss, is this one?" Alva handed over a business card with only his name written on it, Gao Jun looked at it, nodded, and drew a pen to Ambrera.

Don't forget to say the last sentence when dialing.

"In the future, this level of customer business cards will have to be put away, and we will separate low-level customers, medium-level customers, and high-income customers, understand? Victor? ”

The Soviet Union blinked, what does it matter to me?

"Hello? Hey, Mr. Morsay? I'm Yuri, we met in Jeddah port, seller of Mi 17. ”

"I know about you, Mr. Yuri, what's the matter?" Morse's voice was flat.

If ordinary people encounter the other party's tone of voice is so indifferent, they may feel embarrassed, after all, it is a matter of asking for someone.

But someone Gao won't, when selling insurance, who hasn't seen it? He was also bitten by an Irish woman who let her dog, well, it was a French bulldog, and sooner or later it would be killed!

"Sir, I'm in Jubail, you must know what happened here, my business has been blocked, I have a batch of goods to deliver, but the control is relatively strict, I want to trouble you."

Morse, on the other side, was quiet for a moment.

As if on purpose, the session was delayed.

"It's hard to do..."

When Gao Jun's heart sank, he said again, "However, since you are looking for me, of course I will not refuse, but in the future, when I need you, you will have to help me once." ”

Owed a favor?

Gao Jun didn't even think about it, "Okay! ”

In the future, if he has a big problem and can't afford to provoke him, he will shrink his head, and if the matter is small, then he will pull it himself, face? What can be important about that.

However, the other party shouldn't have to look for himself in small things.

When Morsey heard his simple answer, he was very satisfied, and his tone softened a lot, "What do you need?" ”

"I need a gunship!"

"No problem, I'll contact the front command, you just go to Major General Wells."

"Thank you very much."

Morsey left a meaningful sentence, "Just don't forget your promise." ”

He read one more sentence, which made Gao Jun a little uncontrollable to think about it, he was a little wrong.

"Boss, did he agree?" Taylor whispered next to him.

Gao Jun came back to his senses and nodded, "Let's go, Viktor and Tonikov, the three of us have passed, there are too many people and there is no need." ”

"Boss, let me go." Ambrera said.

"People help, I don't come to the door, I can't say it." Gao Jun waved his hand and said that he still had this guts.

As a big brother, commanding in the back doesn't mean cowardice, sometimes you have to be tough when you should be tough, otherwise how will the younger brother see you?

Got on the Toyota cruiser and headed towards the military camp not far from Jubail, and when passing by Miller's head car, he happened to see a Saudi soldier paralyzed on the ground.

Miller hurriedly trotted over, "Boss." ”

"What's going on?"

Miller recounted what had just happened.

"Call him over, I'll bring him."

When the two mercenaries dragged him over, Gao Jun looked each other up and down, his legs and feet were weak, and he glared at Miller, "What did you do to others?" ”

"Boss, I really don't have much, he's just just timid."

Gao Jun half-opened his mouth, "Help him into the car." ”

"Wait... Let's see if he didn't pee his pants! ”

……

Outside Jubail.

Gao Jun and his party were stunned and were about to drive into the camp, but they were finally stopped.

"We're looking for Major General Wells." Gao Jun smiled and said in English, and Victor next to him was in charge of translating, "There is an appointment." ”

The sentry looked at him, hesitated, and a bill was stuffed into his hand, this lubrication was definitely 100 dollars, he nodded, "You wait." ”

He left his post and ran directly to the camp.

"I only need a small group to behead the Supreme Commander here." Tonikov shook his head next to him and said.

Know you cow!

However, this "young master soldier" is even more crotch-pulling than the "strawberry soldier", and people can still train in the swimming pool, but you are directly pulling your crotch during wartime.

But the sentry had scarcely run two paces in when a major called out to him, and he could not hear what the two were talking about, and the former pointed to the door.

I saw the major walk out and look Gao Jun up and down, "Mr. Yuri?" ”

"Yes, hello."

"Major General Wells has informed me to come and receive you, he is very busy right now, and I am in full charge, my name is Gary, please come with me." After shaking hands, the major said coldly, looked at the soldiers who got off the car, and understood what was the matter, let the sentry help him away, don't be embarrassed here.

Gao Jun and several people followed him into the camp.

It's terrible inside!

You can also see the wounded soldiers being hung like this, and the "red cross" hanging by the soldier who acts as a paramedic next to him is even more conspicuous than Superman's underwear.

Richard Joe Gatlin!

It was a doctor, and he invented Gatling.

Nickname: Doctor Death!

There is also an unappetizing, rich stench in the air.

"Fack, I thought I had come to Africa to plant." Tonikov pinched his nose and couldn't help whining, and when he saw Gao Jun looking over, he spread out his hands, "I smelled it when I was on a mission in North Africa, and I swore that I would never go to the plantation again to lie on my stomach and hide, I would rather be shot and killed!" ”

"Does it stink? Buddy. Victor said with a smile.

"Stinker than Siberian potatoes, no! The potatoes also smell like cherry blossoms, and I've eaten them. ”

That's what the footbasin chicken left behind... Tears.

(No, I want to laugh, I can't help it).

As he spoke, Gary led them to a warehouse, stood in the doorway, and pointed inside with his thumb, "Look at it, can that be used?" ”

Gao Jun stretched out his head and glanced inside.

Bell 212!

Desert-colored livery, with the abbreviation of the country clearly written, a GEM19720 mm cannon on the lower abdomen, flashing a cannibalistic gaze, and an M2 heavy machine gun in the right hatch.

This is not the same as the civilian Bell 212.

You know, there are always a couple of big toys for the military.

"Licensed from Agusta, Italy, this is almost a layer harder than the normal version, why didn't you just use this to strafe Jubail in the air?" Victor is professional, the manufacturer is visible from the number of the gunship, but ...

Can you not ask such a self-respecting question?

Don't you see that people's faces have changed?

Why else could that?

Of course, I'm afraid of death!

No matter how awesome you fly in the sky, after locking you, you have no room to dodge, especially with a bulky helicopter.

Have you ever seen a slingshot jerk off?

"That's it." Gao Jun made a decision.

Gary pulled out a notebook from his bosom and said, "Sign your name." ”

"When you run out, you will send it back, and you will have to compensate for any damage that occurs."

"Don't worry, we're just shipping goods." Gao Jun happily signed his name.

Abdullah. Yuri. Adonis!

This is the name he gave himself with a regional flavor.

Gary looked and found someone to come and tow Bell 212 to the clearing, and the surrounding soldiers saw the gunship coming out, thinking that there was another war, so they were so frightened that they hid far away, talking to each other.

"Huabuck bless you!"

When Gao Jun got into the helicopter, he saw that Victor was flipping through the manual, and the corner of his eyes twitched, "Aren't you an army pilot?" Still need to watch? ”

"The Soviet army doesn't have this, I want to check it, don't worry, boss, it won't crash!" Victor replied.

Is that low for you?

Tonikov, who was sitting in the co-captain's seat, was very calm, "It would be great if there was a small bottle of vodka at this time, when I was in Siberia with my comrades, I liked to take a sip and then ask for it." ”

"Boss, I'll apply for vodka later..."Victor clicked the button, and the propeller began to spin, tilting into the air, and then roared away.

Others drank and went to jail, and the Soviets drank and flew planes.

During World War II, Air Force Lieutenant Kozrov was a drunk fighter jet and accidentally shot down three enemy planes.

The best way to defeat the drunken Soviets was to replace the cryogenic liquid with water.

It was only a few minutes to fly from the barracks to the convoy.

In a short period of time, Gao Jun's expression changed in dozens of ways, and when he got off the plane, his legs were trembling, and he shook his hand to signal that he didn't need to be supported.

Do you still want to have an image?

Looking at Taylor and the others who were coming around, he rubbed his face, took a deep breath, and recovered.

"Miller's Armed God Mercenary Regiment, Ambrera, Banikles, Tonikov, Bancroft, Alva, and I, are responsible for supporting Rabe, Taylor, Scottis, and Victor to stay behind in the convoy."

"Boss, let me go, it's too dangerous on this battlefield." Scottis said as soon as he heard it.

"I don't go to the battlefield again, just hide behind and put a cold gun, I mainly go to talk about business, why was the Rabe tribe beaten into a dog? It's not that he doesn't have enough firepower, I have to sell him better weapons. ”

Taylor said, "Then I'll go." ”

Gao Jun looked at his stomach and touched it with a smile, "Are you going to go bulletproof, the 6.35 pistol may not be able to penetrate you, you can keep it." ”

The fat man goes to war...

What else can you be but a target? (I'm fat too).

"Ambrera, you and Banikles will be in charge."

Gao Jun just left professional matters to insiders, he didn't know anything about military command, and he would die if he commanded casually!

There are 12 people in total, enough to sit.

Taylor and others watched the Bell 212 take off.

…

"Our plan is simple, land outside the battlefield, helicopter air fire support, Miller you and Barnikles in a group, the others follow me, boss you..."

"I'll follow you." Gao Jun gritted his teeth and said hard.

Are you disgusted?

In fact, the war thing is really very professional, of course, if you insist on African infantry, people shoot more bullets than many people, at least they know how to hide.

Ordinary people, how many of them have participated in the war?

The bullet slashed overhead.

It's already bold to be able not to pee your pants.

Life, you can't control it in the next second, everything is like fate!

Arms dealers, in essence, are businessmen!

It's not Ultraman.

Have you ever seen a Mexican Guzmán go up and fight with someone in person?

Maybe I did it when I was young, but then I got a bit of a status, and at most I was in the atmosphere group.

But Gao Jun didn't want to be a burden, at least he had to help a little, and he hadn't reached the time to stop and rest yet.

In the future, there will be more of this kind of thing.

Ambrera was a little surprised when he saw the boss say this, and looked at Barnikles, and wanted to persuade him again, but Gao Jun was very firm, and they could only reluctantly agree.

The Bell 212 has a maximum speed of 185 km/h, and the best way to do it is to jump over sand dunes and unnecessary obstacles.

After about 40 minutes, gunshots and distant chaos could be heard.

The helicopter lowered everyone, with Alva acting as air support and the M2 heavy machine gun operator at the side door being one of the Armed Forces of God.

This location...

The mortality rate is relatively high.

In the Vietnam War, more than 2,000 Bell U1s were destroyed, and the pilots died almost as much as airplanes, and there were about 6,000 firefighters, and the total number of sorties was only 10,000.

Most of them were caused by the pilot's fall and death during operation.

Reckless driver kills people!

This is called changing lanes at will.

"Action!" Ambrera gave an order.

They all followed the prescribed route, and Gao Jun followed their group, Bancroft carried an RPD light machine gun, loaded with drums, and carried a tactical vest, with full magazines on the left and right.

I don't know if he is too depressed by life, but his personality is more paranoid, and he is not afraid of death when he fights, and he may be the boss Gao who has the grace to support him, so that he has a kind of blind obedience.

This is also the reason why Gao Jun let him garrison with confidence when he left the port of Jeddah.

Gao Jun was wearing a 6b3tm-01 body armor and holding an AK47 in his hand, and when he ran through a sand dune with them, he saw the embarrassment in front of him at a glance, and the entire Erde Fetur tribe was full of panicked figures.

Militants in different costumes can be seen attacking all around, but they are met with strong resistance.

Gao Jun raised his head and watched Bell 212 pass overhead, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes as the violent wind and waves blew, and rushed into the battle group, and in the air, the cannon began to roar.

What?

You say this is a customer?!

Fuck you.

That's all for $100,000.

It seems that it is not for nothing that the price increase on the battlefield is not uncommon, and there is a saying circulating in the American mercenary circles: "As long as someone is willing to pay me, I can work for Reagan in the morning and work for Kadazuo in the evening." ”

To put it simply.

The younger brother asked, "Boss, shall we help over there?" ”

The boss held the hammer, "There is more money over there, just help over there, is there still someone who increases the price?" ”

If the price is right, Gao Jun is also willing to give Rabe a bullet.

How much, how much service!

American pilots often kill their own people, which is too normal.

What is often said on the battlefield?

Try to run as fast as you can!

The bullets from behind caught up.

The sudden gunship cannon swept towards the ground, and a small hole was punched in the ground, and there was a militant who couldn't dodge, and he was hit in the head and exploded into a watermelon (don't doubt it, I've seen it).

The M20 heavy machine gun swept hard at a pickup truck, "Alva! Keep it high! He yelled at the driver.

Bullet casings fell from the plane.

The driver of the pickup truck wanted to run, but when the fuel tank was hit, it exploded directly, turning into a ball of fire, crushing it under the car, and its terrible screams could be heard.

Hitting the fuel tank has a high chance of deterring fuel from the tank. Although the fuel is ignited, it is not certain whether the tank will be detonated.

If it is a full fuel tank, it does not have the conditions for explosion, and if it is a half-empty fuel tank, there is already volatile oil and gas inside, and it is still very likely to burst.

The militants below raised their guns and opened fire into the sky, the bullets hitting the propellers with a crisp sound.

"Sit tight! Climb high! Alva roared, licked his parched lips, and went up, his eyes red, and he actually made a "Come to Weissman" gesture in the air.

It is "leaping and reversing", after moving forward at high speed, the large elevation angle of 80 ° ~ 90 ° is pulled up, and after the speed is reduced, in a short time, the rotation of the body around the longitudinal axis of the fuselage is completed 180 °, and then the ground is re-attacked.

This kind of stunt is a great test of the performance of the aircraft, as well as the courage of the pilot, so Alva didn't drink, and after drinking, he told you to perform a turnaround directly.

Taking advantage of the fact that the air support forces were attracted to the firepower, Ambrera saw the opportunity and led the team straight into the center, and he had already discovered a Jeep similar to a command vehicle.

"Metal! RPG！ Ambrera shouted at Tonikov, nicknamed, and the other man threw him the bazooka he was carrying behind his back, and he took out an air-burst incendiary bomb from the cannonball barrel with great cooperation.

"Good!" Tonikov tapped him on the shoulder and crouched to the side, taking on the duty of guarding.

Ambrera opened the sights, aimed at the jeep, and it was a shot!

Why is there a war?

Human beings have been thinking about this question for thousands of years, but they have also been fighting for thousands of years, perhaps because they all feel that the other party is unreasonable and the reason does not make sense, so they can only forcefully make the other party admit that they are wrong.

Whoever loses, who is wrong.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

The incendiary grenade slammed through the guards' armed crowd and slammed into the side door of the car, accompanied by a loud explosion.

See...

God has come to collect the corpses again.

But wait, there's still a lot of people.

After one shell, hit another one, anyway, RPG bazookas can be used repeatedly.

Maozi is his own goods are too good, the market has a high amount, but the repeated use rate is relatively low, you look at the British old, "Lao" 80 type 94 mm bazooka, 94 type bazooka, are all lost after the fight.

You're too honest, even if you grow muscles, you'll have to be played to death by those black-bellied people.

Ambrera has the idea of American military affairs, and it is best to use firepower not to beep as much as possible, and it is best to sweep back and forth with air power, if you look at the Gulf War, the United States had to send 300 planes to bomb back and forth every day.

Blow up your important targets.

The ground forces were almost swept away.

The poor are interspersed with roundabouts, and the rich are fried by Lao Tzu!

Two bazookas, when the U.S. army was fighting, were not enough to stuff their teeth, but the jeep was obviously important, and when it was blown up, the front-line troops who were attacking the Horde were obviously short.

The cohesion of the battle was suddenly dispersed.

"Do you want to rush?!" Gao Jun took the AK and watched from behind, his blood was boiling, and he couldn't help but ask.

"No, boss, just a few of us can't rush through the other party's formation, but we can shoot here and make the people below think that there are reinforcements, and then they will naturally run away." Ambrera said.

Just these few birdmen.

There are more than 100 rangers + ground support troops, and they all have to scream when facing the Somali crowd tactics.

Of course, if you're facing the Italians.

They may have surrendered, no! The white flag was raised before the war began, you must know that the men of the Apennine Peninsula surrendered, but the 22nd Ace Armored Brigade of the British Army, which had been facing the front, destroyed 79 British tanks and wounded 53 in only 2 hours!

Crying while fighting: "You don't want me to surrender!" Labor and management beat you to death! ”

It's kind of weird.

Rabe in the tribe was shot in the arm, but he was also a tough guy, and when he saw the Bell 212 gunship, he knew that reinforcements were coming, and even held the AK himself, tore off the gauze on his hand, and shouted loudly in Arabic!

Unexpectedly, he directly led the counter-charge.

Oh my god.

In this area, there are such heroes? Whose subordinate is this?

Gao Jun fixed his eyes and wiped it!

Lao Tzu customer, you can't be killed by stray bullets, "Hurry up, they're going to disperse." ”

Bancroft rushed down from the dunes with a light machine gun and fired at the militants next to the former jeep, killing a single bullet.

The kind of TV series that doesn't fall to the ground after being shot a few times in the body.

Yan Shuangying is reincarnated!

The caliber of the RPD light machine gun is 7.62mm, and it will leave a small hole with a diameter of less than 1 cm on the frontal shot into the skin, and the huge force formed by the warhead when passing through the body will shock the organs, and then penetrate the human body at a speed of 570 m / s, and the diameter of the bullet wound formed by the shock wave may reach more than 12 cm!

If it is hit on the head, the wound will be even more terrible, please refer to Kennedy for details, by the way, I heard that when his skull flew, it was very complete.

Seeing that Bancroft had already rushed out, Ambrera and the others also followed, and the battlefield was a place where adrenaline was easy to surge, Gao Jun felt his scalp tingle, and rushed over with his gun.

The others finally knew how to bend over and hunch their backs, or walk in an S shape, Gao Jun was stunned and rushed up with an AK, his eyes were strong, and he just saw an armed man, and the other party also saw him, raising his gun and preparing to shoot.

Gao Jun directly hit it with a shuttle.

Ordinary people shoot, the trigger is pulled, and generally does not let go.

This was supposed to be his first head-on participation in the war.

The common "mistake" of recruits, after the bullet was fired, he was deducted a few times, and only with the crisp sound of machinery did he calm down, and when he lowered his head and was about to change the bullet, a big beard suddenly popped out from behind the burning body of a car in the ruins.

The two looked at each other head-on.

The other party was startled and was about to shoot, Gao Jun roared hard, crashed into his arms, pinched the opponent's neck and pressed it to the ground, and pressed his knees against an important part, which made the opponent's dead fish eyes bulge out.

See, everyone has weaknesses.

The weapons in the opponent's hand fell to the ground, Gao Jun's right hand touched his waist in a panic, and there was a military thorn on it, pulled it out, and stabbed it diagonally into the neck!

Stained with the blood of his hand.

The bearded man screamed in pain, and finally began to coward, and fear flashed in his eyes, and began to shout, "NO, NO, NO!" ’

Do you still want to run?

Gao Jun didn't understand what he said, the military thorn spun around his neck, gritted his teeth, and the green tendons on his arms were clearly visible.

The bearded voice slowly weakened until finally... There is no life.

Gao Jun saw that the other party was no longer struggling, and lay on the corpse and gasped for breath, this strength was a bit too much, it would be like this.

But fortunately, the militants were beaten back by a counter-charge, and no one saw him, otherwise, he would have whined when he was shot.

Bell 212 continued to strafe at the fleeing militants, but the firepower was still not enough, and if it was equipped with missiles, none of the following would want to run.

"Boss, boss, are you okay?" Ambrera found Gao Jun on the body, seeing that he was motionless and very nervous, this long-term meal ticket can't have an accident.

In this economic environment, dogs looking for to eat have to be hidden in the refrigerator so as not to have enough to eat for the next meal.

"It's okay, cough cough cough..." Gao Jun spit out the sand and covered his chest, only then did he feel a little painful.

"Okay, let Alva stop chasing, even if this cannonball is someone else's, it can't be wasted like this, it's all money." Gao Jun also had a little pain.

If this is their own air support force.

$100,000?

Why do you want to eat fart, after this round, Lao Tzu can at least buy a cheaper Mercedes-Benz, right?

Bullets, aviation oil, labor costs, etc., add up, and they will definitely lose money!

"Yuri, Yuri..."

At this moment, he heard a cry of souls, with a very sensual voice from far to near, Gao Jun saw an embarrassed Rabe walking over with an AK on his back, a cigarette in his mouth, holding Gao Jun's shoulder with his right hand, and blocking his waist with his left hand, and making a close salute.

Do you know what beard smells like?

Gao Jun didn't know, he held his breath!

"Thank you for your help, if it weren't for you, the Elder Fetur tribe would be gone."

Don't say thank you!

It's business.

It's so sorry to say thank you.

Gao Jun was afraid that the other party would play the emotional card, so he said very directly, "Our Tinder company, as long as the customer needs, can meet any time, any place, and any requirements." ”

"Our motto is: money makes efficiency."

"Tinder? Yuri, this is your company? Rabe asked curiously, "When did you open it?" ”

Gao Jun looked at his watch, "At 16:21 pm on December 19, 1990, what do you think?" ”

Good guys, now!

That's a pretty good name.

Tinder?

expressed the ambition of Gao Jun, and Lao Tzu will go everywhere sooner or later.

"Great name, I can design your logo if you need it." Rabe said with a smile.

Gao Jun looked at him suspiciously.

"I graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts in Florence."

Boss Gao was silent.

I graduated from a third-rate school in San Diego, and after graduation, I have no future, so I can only come out to work as an arms dealer, what about the other party?

Except for hundreds of camels, hundreds of people, and some "broken guns", what else do you have? (What a envy)!

Why do you meet all these people?

In the past, Yemen's Wharton Business School graduates led their hometown to get rich by arming!

Later, there are high-achieving students from the Academy of Fine Arts who go back to the desert to feed the sand?

Is it so difficult to find a job now?

Gao Jun replied with a reluctant smile.

Rabe didn't pay much attention to this matter, and invited Gao Jun and the others to the tent, and the tribe was full of corpses...

There are people lying on their loved ones and wailing.

The suffering of the world is the same.

Fate is never merciful, the greatest sorrow is that I am in the world, as long as I live, all living beings are in calamity...

"Who are these?"

"Do you still know Kakhtani and Montasari?" Rabe muffled out two familiar names.

How could Gao Jun forget about the big dog.

Even if the ancestral grave may be forgotten somewhere (most people must not know it well), but the smell of copper is full of dogs, which is thousands of miles away, and Gao Jun will not forget it.

"It was their men who attacked me." Rabe said sullenly.

"Why?"

Rabe took a deep breath, "They think Nasser's death is very abnormal!" Thinking that I was playing tricks on me, they wanted my nephew to be the new emir, and contacted the former captain of the guard to kill me. ”

When he said this, he still had anger in his hole.

"I'll kill him first!" Rabe gritted his teeth, "Just as I was about to go and ask for the law, the two tribes gathered more than three hundred people to attack me, these two bastards, they must have come for the tribe's shops and assets, they want to annex us." ”

Gao Jun also agrees with this statement.

"Didn't you message your nephew who was studying abroad? Let him come back quickly. ”

Rabe asked suspiciously, shook his head, lowered his voice, and looked left and right, "Why did I call him back?" When he comes back, I don't..."

Sure enough, the barbarian just doesn't understand what the thirty-six strategies are.

You call him over, write him steadily, and then find someone to kill him on the way, or when you come back, find a way to kill him, and when the time comes, Nasser will be extinct, and you are the closest person in the blood, even if others suspect you, what can you do?

Rabe is still too young.

But Gao Jun didn't want to tell him, what if he let him learn? These are all knowledge, knowledge is valuable, and if it is valuable, you have to shout the price, and you can't say it easily.

"So what are you going to do next? Do you want to buy some weapons to kill Kakhtani and Montasari? I recently got a good product, the SVD sniper rifle comes with a PSO-1 scope, how about 600 dollars? This is a serious Soviet goods, not Romanian pirated goods, and not Tushawar's rotten goods, do you want to try it? Guarantee, 800 meters away, aiming at the heads of the two of them, one shot can pierce two. ”

Good guy, are you shooting a target?

Gao Jun said that his mouth was thirsty, and he was also very excited, he was fighting to the death and fighting with people for customers outside, wasn't it just for this moment?

When the customer sees my hard work, is he embarrassed and indifferent?

Rabe's expression was strange, and he waited until he said he was tired before he spoke, "Don't you know?" In the jeep you blew up, there were both of them. ”

“！

！ Gao Jun's eyes widened.

Did I kill my prospects?

At this moment, Gao Jun understood Jacqueline's pain, he really wanted to hold the heads of those two customers at this time, and cried bitterly, because, at this moment, it was definitely his own death that was the most painful.

The heart-wrenching pain outweighed their families!

This is something that ordinary people can't feel.

Forget about ordinary customers, Kahetani and Montasari are big people with diamond rings on both hands, and you don't have to bargain when you do business with them.

This is called a high-quality customer, this kind of person is still bombarded by himself, is it a person who is defeated? This is the future!

If they were to be put together with Rabe, Boss Gao would choose to let them kill each other.

But the love and hatred of several men, Gao Jun's "distressed" face almost twitched.

Where to find this kind of person who doesn't bargain and doesn't skip tickets?

But after all, it is out of the rivers and lakes to mix, this braincase is to make money quickly, and try to get more benefits from Rabe.

"Then you need weapons more to annex their tribes."

"Only by occupying their territory, your strength will be the widest in the Rub al-Khali Desert, and when the time comes, relying on here, you can also collect protection fees!"

Gao Jun began to draw a big picture for him.

Tell him that the benefits of occupying the land as the king, especially in the triangle, as long as you have money, power, and people in your hands, and when the time comes, you will jump sideways repeatedly, and you will be a "slave with three surnames!" ”

Rabe rejected the offer.

But is he really not impressed?

Gao Jun clearly saw desire in his eyes.

Although power is a stubborn bear, but interests can pull its nose away, when you are a beggar, you want to have a full meal, when you want to eat a full meal, you want to live in a house, when you are satisfied, you will have greater dissatisfaction.

Person!

Very greedy!

We were born free, who would dare to be high!

Of course, the premise is that you give up everything, including dignity, feelings, life, etc., just to pursue what you want.

Gao Jun is not in a hurry, as long as he has planted ambition in Rabe's heart, are you still afraid that you will not blossom and bear fruit?

Rabe asked to take $100,000 in cash, wrapped it all in a plastic bag, and handed it to him, "Yuri, I don't need your gun, in the desert, AK47 can swallow the entire yellow sand, I need heavy firepower now, if there is an anti-aircraft gun, it is best to prevent low-altitude aircraft." ”

This seems to be a lot in the Soviet lineage.

ZSU series and Sam series are available.

"I'll keep an eye on you, and when I come next time, I'll arrange it for you, but I shouldn't come soon, after Christmas, January 1st is our Asian holiday, and I have to accompany my friends and relatives."

Rabe said it was understandable, but asked him to remember.

Gao Jun pointed to his head and said with a smile, "Don't worry, man, I will never forget about banknotes, unless I am senile, but I think, if I am stupid, I will also ask the doctor about the price of equipment, I am afraid that they will cheat me for money." ”

"You're the most money-hungry Asian I've ever met!"

"Thank you for the compliment, if you need anything in the future, please light a fire directly outside the tent and throw in dollars, no matter where I am, I will smell it and know your difficulties!" Gao Jun pinched his nose jokingly.

Laughter erupted from the tent.

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