Chapter 68: GRU!
There is no way back.
Diegoski could only pinch his nose and order his adjutant to lead a battalion to wipe out the Tallinn mafia.
Facts prove.
A product like the association is vulnerable to a real army!
Of course, don't talk about Mexico, that place is... different.
If Monk Tang had gone there to collect the scriptures, the relics would have been taken out for you on the spot, and he would have gone directly to the West. No, the tickets were wrong, and God didn’t want them.
In order to prevent accidents, Diegoski also sent three T64 tanks with machine guns mounted. Why don't you accept it?
Physics will save you!
But it seems like there are no priests in the Soviet Union now, right?
In the Tallinn military camp.
Diegoski's face was very cautious, not that good-looking. After all, he was being forced to make a decision, and his heart was unavoidable.
"Yuri, you are so rude today!"
Gao Jun seemed very calm. He was peeling an apple in his hand and chewing Yida in his mouth. He said easily, "Why didn't you say something rude when you took the money to find a woman?"
"This time it's Lavrenti, what about next time? What if next time it's Usoyan, or the president?"
Gao Jun glanced at him, leaned back, leaned on the sofa, crossed his legs, biting an apple, "When you come out to hang out, you have to be tough when you need to be tough, and you have to be timid when you need to be timid. Now everyone is dead, so say this
What nourishment does the seed have? How can you use money to knock on God’s door and ask Him to come back? Do you want to shit on your head?”
"What we have to consider now is how to make more money. If you die, burn more paper for him when the time comes. If you don't make any money, you can only eat inferior products when burning incense."
If you were more powerful than me, would I break up with you? If you slap me, I would give you the right cheek. Why?
You can make money for me. Let's eat and drink together. It's just a slap in the face. Is it important to have dignity and money?
Hit the street!
But if you don’t have anything and you come up and yell at me, what do you think I’m going to buy?
I sell arms, not bb machines.
Talking about making money.
Diegoski's expression is much better.
"This batch of goods is for you. In addition to the agreed batch of goods and two Mi-17s in the warehouse, I will also give you 60,000 rounds of 7.62mm and 40,000 rounds of 5.45mm bullets, and ordinary shells for T55 and T62 tanks.
With my 6 bases, I’ll give you my batch of goods.”
The T55 tank has a base number of 43 rounds.
The T62 tank has 40 rounds.
6 base numbers of 240 artillery shells are probably not enough for a local battle. According to the market price, one artillery shell costs about 6,000 US dollars...
However, if you calculate according to the market price, Gao Jun will definitely make a profit, but this is a Soviet territory that has long been short of supplies.
They are poor in everything but have the most weapons.
The Cold War created the largest weapons arsenal on the planet.
Wait until it disintegrates...
More dogs come.
When Diegoski heard Gao Jun's request, he subconsciously bargained.
"Colonel, maybe it won't be so cheap next time." Boss Gao took a bite of the apple and showed his dimples, "But we have such a happy cooperation, I will definitely come to you next time."
"Okay! I need to go downstairs to gather these cannonballs. It will take time."
"As soon as possible, by the way, I need a batch of..." Gao Jun organized his words, "Bodyguards!"
"Yes, bodyguard, when I go out to do business now, I am afraid that I will encounter some unruly people who come up and rob me. They have no technical content at all. Now I am scared when I walk on the road." Gao Jun threw away the apple core.
Put it in the trash can, "Afraid of being stabbed to death."
Diegoski's forehead turned black.
Brother, are you kidding me?
Are you afraid of being stabbed?
I'm afraid you'll blast him with cannons.
"Do you have any requirements?" After all, he is a partner, so Diegorsky will try his best to meet the other party's requirements.
"Practical combat experience, and no less than 5 years of military training. Of course, the higher the combat quality, the better. If you can find me the GRU, Group A, and signal flags, that would be great."
Gao Jun's words were originally meant as a joke, but who knew that Lao Maozi would actually think deeply about it, which made him unable to help but say, "You can't really find such a person, can you?"
"Really." Diegoski nodded, "However, he is a member of the Whymper team. He originally participated in the 333 Storm Plan (beheading Amin), but after the war, he retired due to injury. An outstanding
Commander, if it is not a high-intensity war, I think he is qualified enough."
"And I can also recommend two GRU members from the 561st Marine Special Reconnaissance Point. They are excellent soldiers."
Gao Jun looked at Lao Maozi, but he lost the excitement before, and asked in a cautious and somewhat suspicious tone why they left the army.
The special operations group under the name of the KGB makes me feel scared just hearing its name.
Diegoski looked embarrassed, but under the gaze of Gao Jun, he still said bravely, "They reported to their superiors, thinking that the monthly purse system has increased corruption..."
"Then... they were fired!"
Waterford!
Gao Jun was silent after hearing this.
The money bag system is during the loving father period. In addition to your salary, you will be given a large envelope containing money similar to your level. Why? To prevent outsiders from knowing.
This system existed until it was disbanded.
The collapse of a giant bear is not just caused by external factors.
Gao Jun didn't want to get involved in this nonsense, because he was also digging out the Soviet Union's marrow. He straightened his body and said, "Are they willing to come?"
"Compared to joining a gang, maybe being a bodyguard is more suitable for them," Diegoski said.
When the Soviet Union collapsed…
Many "capable people" have joined social organizations with huge room for development. After all, the benefits are good, the salary is high, and the room for appreciation is large.
Gao Jun thought for a moment and nodded, "Help me make an appointment with them."
"Okay." Diegoski looked at his watch, "I'll ask the canteen to make something good. By the way, I don't have any liquor here. I'll take a box from you first."
Gao Jun: "..."
…
night.
Military camp canteen.
Gao Jun met the person introduced by Diegoski.
Wimpel team member: 33-year-old Barnicles.
The unlucky members of the GRU: 26-year-old Alva and 23-year-old Tonikov. The latter is of mixed race. His mother is Soviet and his father is Chinese. He wears a cross necklace and looks bitter and hateful.
, and also gave himself a name: Zhang Quyi.
Can speak fluent Chinese.
Diegoski introduced each other like a pimp, and then everything was in the wine glass. Of course, Gao Jun couldn't drink his own wine, so he tried to get two bottles of vodka.
The few idiots were not enjoying themselves at all, but they knew that business was important and did not clamor for Gao Jun to bring some liquor. Otherwise, their small bodies would really be unable to bear it.
"Colonel, I've told you my story, what do you think of me? I have an annual salary of 40,000 US dollars, and I get benefits during the holidays. I usually travel around the world, but sometimes, the local security is not very good, and I prefer to seek excitement.
, of course, I am responsible for all weapons and equipment during work, and if an accident occurs, I will also give your family a considerable pension."
Gao Jun held a cigarette in his mouth and said with his hands folded.
This money is a little less than Umbrella and the others, but there is no way, who wants to let someone be an old person?
If you give a high salary as soon as you come in, there will be discord internally!
Gao Jun didn't want something like this to happen, especially in the early stages of starting a business. If you insist on saying that the GRU is a talent, that's right, but the Soviet Union is most lacking in this kind of talent.
Barnicles had a beard, wore a sea soul shirt, and his chest muscles were extremely developed, and he felt stronger than Bancroft.
"I agree."
Alva and Tonikov looked at each other and nodded.
It's better to go out than to die trapped here.
The sky here.
It has long been dim!
Chapter completed!