"Yuri, there is news. The buyer of T55 has been found, but he requires delivery, and it will be delivered tomorrow at the latest." Taylor said anxiously.

"Why are customers so anxious?" Gao Jun was surprised.

"Yemen!"

"A local dictator needs weapons to suppress the rebels. His agent contacted me. I heard that you have a batch of tanks. I am very happy, but asked us to send them to the front line as soon as possible. Otherwise, maybe he will have to replace them tomorrow.

boss."

Gao Jun frowned when he heard this. He happened to have breakfast stuck in his teeth and picked it with his fingers. "Can he afford the money? Don't let us deliver it by then. He will write me an IOU."

"Then I have to join the rebels!"

Armed to demand wages!

Taylor hesitated. He couldn't guarantee it.

"Ask him to send the money first, and you tell him that as long as the money is available, he can replace the statue of his boss on Liberty Island in New York, even if he is a black man!"

"I'll contact you again."

"There's a satellite phone there. Just call and ask. Man, you're still young. Don't be obsessed with money. It's disrespectful to them."

Taylor was taught a lesson, and he obediently picked up the phone and called the agent. He didn't know what to say. Arabic didn't sound like Arabic, and English didn't sound like English.

Gao Jun was confused.

When he finished the remaining half of the glass of milk, he saw Taylor saying excitedly, "Boss, he agreed to give the money first. However, if after delivery, his boss fails and asks us to return the money to him."

"Of course, what we pay attention to when doing business is credibility. The goods and money must be paid in full. You can reassure him that if his boss dies, I will also throw the tank on his grave..."

Money back…

It is impossible to get a refund!

I'll give you the goods and we'll settle the bill.

"How do you transport 20 tanks?" Taylor asked a very profound question.

Water transportation, air transportation, railway transportation and tank transport vehicle transportation are all the main methods.

But he has none of these!

Hahaha, poor guy!

The more I talk about it, the sadder it becomes.

"How far is it from Yemen?" Gao Jun asked.

"The border lines differ by more than 570 kilometers."

According to the 60 km/h speed of the T55, it will take at least 10 hours to run. Moreover, it is a desert. It is like a track. Halfway through, it is more brittle than Kennedy's skull.

(Why did I say him again).

"If we don't have large-scale transportation, there is nothing we can do." Taylor also felt that he was too happy. After thinking about it, his expression suddenly faded.

Gao Jun is still confident, "If there are no conditions, create conditions. When money comes to your mouth, what you have to do is like a dog eating shit, stuff it into your mouth, and even if you are full, you cannot spit it out.

"

I would rather die than starve to death!

"Tyler, you are more familiar with this place than me. Try to contact the large truck rental company that you can contact and ask them to come over quickly. Also, find someone to complete the procedures. The money should be sent comfortably. I don't want to waste my time anymore.

On the road, we are arms dealers, and we have to show our speed to the warlords and dictators in the war."

"Even if he is shot to death today, I still have to take his body and put a fingerprint on my order. Do you understand?"

Taylor was embarrassed, "This requires money. According to the organization's standards, I will contact you for $6,000."

Gao Jun was startled and forgot that the other party was not his employee. He nodded, "No problem."

"Then leave it to me and I will do my best!"

Taylor didn't dare to confirm the ticket because the time was too tight. Just when he was about to leave, Gao Jun stopped him. Facing Taylor's doubtful eyes, he smiled and said, "Originally, you can take this ticket alone."

$10,000.”

Because he had promised that if he joined Gao Jun's company, he would get a 5% commission. Taylor was startled, and there was a flash of pain in his face, but he still smiled firmly, shook his head, and left.

Gao Jun believes that he will be moved.

At first, we deceive ourselves, then we become indignant, then we beg, until we give up and accept the reality. However, grief is a ruthless shackles. You think you have broken free from its shackles, but you will find that you will never have the chance to break free.

When you start to accept reality, wait for a bigger reality to hit you on the head.

After all, it’s all about making money, so where to work is not part-time work?

When Taylor went down the stairs, he was walking a little impatiently, and his feet suddenly slipped. A pair of hands stretched out to support him, "Mr. Taylor, be careful."

"Thanks."

When he raised his head, he saw the dusty Umbrella and Tonikov, with dust in their hair and a cigarette dangling from their mouths.

"What are you doing?"

"I couldn't sleep yesterday and went to see the moon. Haha, you go ahead and go find the boss." Umbrella walked up the stairs from his side.

Taylor looked back at the two of them, looking at the moon?

Why didn't you say you were going to meet Batman?

Of course, it's possible to see the Joker asking Batman: What's a hole rolling around in an alley?

Batman would be proud of his wit: bowling ball.

The clown smiled evilly, "No, it's your parents!"

Taylor shook his head and walked downstairs.

Umbrella stood at the door, dusted herself off, took out the unlit cigarette from her mouth and stuffed it into her pocket, knocked politely, and waited for someone inside to invite her in.

He also rubbed the soles of his shoes at the door before walking in.

The boss... prefers cleanliness.

"boss."

Gao Jun turned off the TV and threw the remote control on the sofa. "Did it go well?"

"It went well, but one of Miller's members was bitten by a scorpion on the road and needs to go to the hospital now."

This is so unlucky...

It fully illustrates how dangerous it is in the desert.

"Then send them to the hospital. Are they doing okay this time?"

Umbrella would not be stuck here and nodded.

"Then the medical expenses are mine. I have read your rating report. Do you think they are worthy of B grade?"

"Miller is worth the price."

When it comes to talent, you can't say what's good about him, especially a mercenary. Do you mean that he is proficient in vehicle postures and various weapon operations? Stop making trouble. If you have been on the battlefield for two years, there will usually be people who are not dead yet.

This skill.

Too broad.

Not to mention commanding ability, it can't be seen or even touched.

But those who can survive on the battlefield have their own unique skills.

"I believe you. Then according to B-level standards, let Miller choose the weapons. Let him repair them for a period of time. I will find a better employer for him."

Umbrella responded, hesitated, and expressed her thoughts, "Boss, why do we have to grab the Rabe tribe's share? I don't think they can eat much at all."

"If there is a conflict in a place, it may be peaceful, but it is impossible to shut up forever. It is like a powder keg. It may collapse and explode one day." Gao Jun drew his palms, "What we need is patience.

Watch him catch fire."

Where is this place?

One of the top ten war zones in the world.

Will there be a lack of fighting?

Their natural geographical location determines their bravery and ruthlessness.

There was civil unrest nearby.

Even though she had just been "married" not long ago, she has already started to get divorced.
Chapter completed!