Two days later.

In the yellow sand, the wheels roll up the sunset, chasing the sun, and four or five off-road vehicles drive in the endless desert.

This is Gao Jun's convoy.

In order to prevent too many people from being targeted, Rabe's party was deliberately broken into pieces, and Rabe's party left immediately, and they would meet in Medina.

Gao Jun sat in the co-pilot, humming a little song happily, in the past two days, he understood and opened his eyes.

Anything that has anything to do with the war can make money!

The "Chinese Dragon" restaurant was stunned to earn more than 20,000 US dollars in just two days!

Liu Lei and the two of them are so busy that their feet do not touch the ground, and all the Chinese near the Jabel Air Force Base have been recruited, you can't fry rice, cut green onions, will the packaging?

The snowballing speed was too fast, and by the time Gao Jun left, there were already 11 staff members in the restaurant.

And when it was delivered to the front line on the first day, the troops of other countries also learned that some Chinese would engage in takeaway services, and they placed orders one after another, and a lot of advance payments had already been collected.

This made Gao Jun understand that food, clothing, housing and transportation are also very profitable ways to make money on the battlefield.

At this moment, the phone in the back seat rang, Tonikov picked it up, and then handed it to Gao Jun, "Boss, Taylor." ”

"Hey!" Boss Gao turned around and took it, and said with a smile, "Hey, man, you've already contacted Hammons. Sawyer? ”

That guy is the former representative of the Liberian warlords, the "local tyrant" who bought the T60 from Gao Jun.

"Boss..."Taylor's tone was a little helpless, "Hammons was killed, I'm afraid there is no way to get in touch, even his boss is dead!" ”

“？？？”

When a question mark appeared above Gao Jun's head, it must be someone else's problem.

"Lost? What's going on? Isn't there a tank? They met the regular army? ”

According to the information that is currently known in Liberia, tanks are almost invincible, and as long as they do not encounter large-scale rocket launchers and anti-tank mines, they will generally not be in trouble.

Taylor also reluctantly told the reason and process of the incident, and Gao Jun listened... The idea of MMP spewed out.

It turned out that Hammons's boss was a warlord in southern Liberia, and his power was very strong, with as many as 20,000 or 30,000 men under his command, plus tanks, so he was proud.

Get ready for a military parade!

That's right, the warlords did this.

Moreover, during the military parade, there were loaded guns, and even the tanks had shells, so when a certain sunny day, when several black uncles stood on the stage and waved to the people below, the muzzles of the guns were facing the top.

And then...

Gone off!

The crow flew on the spot.

17 high-ranking officials, including the warlord, were directly killed.

Completely changed the situation in Liberia...

Among those killed was Hammons, who was an invited spectator.

"NMB!" Gao Jun's expression was embarrassed, he always thought that this kind of aggrieved death was far away from him, and he didn't expect it, it was right in front of him.

In fact, this kind of death is more arbitrary.

General Walker, the famous "tire revenant", was hit and killed by a South Korean car.

And during World War II, Yintalo Balbo, the heroic father of the Italian air force, tested the firepower of the ground air defense forces with his own body.

Even Germany has seen its own warships killed by its own mines.

It's normal...

Ji Cao, don't six, calm, calm.

Don't look like you've never seen the market.

Gao Jun's eyes widened like copper bells, "Then is there any way to contact other places to arm?" ”

He had contacted Hammons with the intention of starting a business in the African market from Liberia, but now, people may be queuing up for Meng Po soup.

"It's so far away in Africa, I've been in the Middle East, and I don't know many people." Taylor's tone was full of helplessness.

Gao Jun frowned slightly, and groaned, "Which place is the most chaotic now?" ”

"It's a mess in Africa, and civil wars are happening in almost every country right now."

"You guys give me a plan, the most suitable country for us to open up the African market, and give me news tomorrow, but it's better to have a slightly larger border, don't report the Gambia as well, then it's a complete waste of time."

Taylor: "Got it. ”

Just as Boss Gao was about to hang up the phone, the other party called again, "Boss..."

"What's wrong?"

"The Soviet side has issued a wanted warrant for you!"

This news was much more shocking than just now, Gao Jun sat up straight, "When?" ”

"Two days ago, they thought you were involved in a shooting in Moscow and had evidence that you were behind it, and now they have put you on a global blacklist..."

Eucalyptus for Moscow?

That's Usoyan?

No way!

Boris did not go through his own orders when they attacked, is there some conspiracy in this? Or is it something that happened?

Gao Jun's brain was spinning as fast as an engine, but he couldn't figure it out, "I know, you find General Zavodsk, and he will help me solve it." ”

In 1991, he was on the Soviet Union's most wanted list...

It's like being castrated into the palace as a eunuch in 1911 and surrendering to Japan in July 1945...

No panic at all.

Stuff some money, and when the time comes, you will become a celebrity, anyway, the dead will never be rich, the world is so fucked up.

Of course, Gao Jun never condemns this right now, because... He's joining in on it himself.

When he hung up, he frowned, clasped his hands, and fell into deep thought.

The way back was still very safe, because the U.S. military bombed the territory of Yinlaq, but the whole Kuwait appeared... Unusually quiet.

"The Ancient God Emperor"

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the group rushed back to Medina, and met Rabe in a hotel.

"Yuri, I've lost a lot this time."

The two sat at the tea table downstairs in the hotel, Rabe's expression was not very good-looking, and his voice was nasal.

Gao Jun glanced at him and knew that the other party was not satisfied with the price he gave.

"What do you want?"

Rabe was shocked, he heard the dissatisfaction in Boss Gao's tone, and instantly remembered Nasser in his mind, raised his head, and said in a somewhat pleading tone, "I can completely make the tribe out of the tribe with my prestige now, but if the benefits are not proportional to the pay, they will even rise up to resist at that time!" ”

When Gao Jun heard it, he also felt that it made sense.

"Rabe, your soldiers' combat effectiveness is too poor, I think you should select some people to form regular troops, be responsible for training, and even give him a salary, and I think, you have to find a backer, a backer other than me, such as the Americans." Boss Gao started his flickering hair again, leaned forward and began to give him advice.

"You should be at this time... Join the U.S. military and help drive out the Yinrak people! You have to seriously correct your stance and make the United States always believe in you. ”

"But... I'm Saudi. ”

"But you are also the leader of the Bedouin tribe in the desert..."Gao Jun said meaningfully, "After you defect to the US army, ask them to make you a regiment commander or even a division commander, and even if you withdraw the army, you can also rely on this name to join the Saudi army, but your position is different." ”

It's called speculation!

China has been around for thousands of years since ancient times, and many elders have started like this, but Rabe is still at a loss, and Gao Jun tirelessly teaches him.

It is not enough to rely on these few hundred people of the tribe.

"When you have a military status, you don't have to listen to their change of position to change your position, you just say that your faith and family are in the desert, and then you can find a way to conquer the other Bedouins!"

"Only when you have more power, you will have more power to speak in the desert, and you will earn more!"

Gao Jun smiled, "Of course, this is just what I told you, you can not take it seriously." As he spoke, he took a sip of tea.

Rabe's eyes flashed, and he bowed slightly.

The desert is so big that those who live in the house don't need this sky at all, and the Bedouins do!

"Maybe, I'll be the next Bedouin hero!"

The thought popped into Rabe's mind.

Gao Jun is not afraid that after the other party's power is big, it will be difficult to control, and he doesn't need a younger brother, he wants a partner.

Is Boss Gao like the kind of black-hearted capitalist who only oppresses others?

……