"It's $270,000 in total, would you like to ask if it's cash or a check, and we'll only accept ......."

After the bunny girl's singing and dancing, Petrenko felt like a monkey in the zoo, because it was noon, and the store was the most trafficked, and then he himself sat on a chair and watched the bunny girl dance in front of him, and around him, the other people who were watching gathered around him three times inside and three times outside, which made him very uncomfortable.

However, those colleagues who relied on Petrolenko to feast their eyes were extremely excited, and even kept whistling at him and giving him a thumbs up, after all, without him, the brothers would not have a show to watch.

So after the performance, Petrolenko ran to check out without having time to applaud.

Although the KGB is not a unit short of money, but he came out of the operation funds naturally do not much, before drinking has spent most of it, but in the desert, Peterenko knocked the other party's account and private seal from Bertrand, the old captain has been busy all his life, saved almost a million net worth, just waiting to finish this ticket to go to the overseas island to retire, by the way to find an eighteen-year-old girl, did not think, the Soviets do not talk about martial arts, extorted his pension, and buried the old guy's pension dream.

Now, even his pension is being spent unbridled by Petronko.

The check from the National Bank of Paris naturally belongs to the scope of acceptance by the Shadow Company, and after confirming that the money and goods are cleared, Petrenko followed the shopping guide to get the gift, which is two C26 rifles produced by the Shadow Company, because the calf design does not have many military orders, but the police order has taken a lot, and in order to promote, it was also used as a gift.

The two that Petronko got were remodeled with Christmas trees, filled with all the tactical accessories, including the Red Dot reflex sight, grip, silencer, spotlight, and Knight's own 50-round drum, and even the trigger and paint were improved.

Petrolenko also got the giveaway and test-fired, although he was not very adapted to the way of operation, but the weapon was still very useful.

After taking the giveaway, Petronko was taken to a large turntable gun target, which was divided into more than a dozen areas, in which the first prize and the second prize were written, the best first prize was generally a bazooka or grenade launcher, the second prize was ten rifles, the third prize was a pistol, and the consolation prize was a few boxes of 885 armor-piercing bullets.

The lottery method is that the staff starts the motor to rotate the turntable, and then let the customer hit the target, what is the hit, this lottery method is quite novel in later generations, not to mention now in Africa, those mercenaries who come to the target are very fond of this link, although most of them only get the consolation prize in the end.

Petrolenko was also eager to try, his marksmanship was good, and he thought that he would definitely be able to win a few big prizes, but when the turntable was spinning rapidly, he realized that these female businessmen were really cheap, because the fast motors were about to burst out of the sparks!

But fortunately, he had many lottery opportunities, so Petrolenko finished a few shots and won thirty boxes of ammunition.

"Your bullets, the packaging is pretty good!"

Peter didn't want to say anything, if it weren't for something, he really wanted to teach the boss a good lesson, but now, he could only pack up his things, and then watch Uncle Hei hey hey he drove the ox cart to pack the things he had bought.

"Don't you have trucks?"

"Trucks are not environmentally friendly, they release a lot of carbon dioxide and pollute the atmosphere, so if you want to use trucks, you have to pay more!"

The shopping guide himself was a little embarrassed, but this was explained by the boss, and he could only explain it head-on.

"Good, good, good for the environment!"

Petrolenko gritted his teeth, he decided, there was one more goal in the action plan!

After driving the ox cart back to the company, Petronko began to plan the next step, first, he contacted the heads of several mercenary groups he knew before, all of whom had financial disputes with the National Army.

Petrolenko prepared the food and drinks, and when the people arrived, they began to pour bitter water, what team suffered heavy casualties, people were scattered, what unfair remuneration could not be revealed, in short, as miserable as it was, as tragic as it was, as tragic as it was.

The other mercenary bosses who listened were all in tears, beating their chests and sighing, hating no

The culprit must be eaten alive.

Taking advantage of the wine, Petronko told a few bosses that in the current situation in Chad, their team no longer wants to stay and is ready to go back to Angola, at least the South Africans really give enough money, unlike this! He really can't swallow this breath!

Hearing that Petronko was about to leave Chad, the mercenary bosses also looked at each other, not knowing what to say, and suddenly, a mercenary boss proposed.

"Aren't you going to leave Chad, that's easy, make a fuss before you go, go and burn down those guys' houses, and smash the façade again! Isn't that relieving? Is it possible that those guys still want to chase you to South Africa and then arrest you and bring you back for compensation?"

"That's right, do you have Molotov cocktails, don't I send you some, take advantage of the darkness at night, light a drop outside, and then run away!"

As soon as this topic opened, the mercenary bosses began to make suggestions, this one was going to blow up the house, the other was going to burn the warehouse, in short, Petrolenko and they could toss as much as they wanted, everyone was very angry, and them hard!

"That's a good idea, but we don't have a lot of people, so I'm afraid we won't make any big noise!"

"This is also simple, we also have people, and we will all do it together when the time comes!"

"I'm afraid it's not good, you're still going to mess around here?"

"It's okay, you guys have to leave anyway, leave us your armbands or something, and when the time comes, our people will run away as soon as they throw their things, and they all say that you are not done with it!"

"That's a good idea!"

Petronko couldn't help but praise that brother, and the other party said everything he had to say, it was like his own mouth..

Now that they have made up their minds to have a good fight with Party A, who does not do personnel, several mercenary bosses have begun to discuss everyone's action arrangements, and the target of the attack has changed from a separate office to a bar they don't like, the gendarmerie residence, and the garrison headquarters, etc., of course, they will definitely not use guns, and they will not use any lethal force against the gendarmerie residence and the garrison headquarters, and the mercenaries are ready to throw or thank other bad things, but the fire in the office must be released!

"Thank you, thank you so much!"

"You're welcome, we're musketeers, all for one, one for all!"