Siege?

Gao Jun was startled, he couldn't pass that.

What should you do if you get bombarded?

But that is your own channel...

If he refuses to save his life, will all the previous scenes be in vain?

"Boss, his phone number." Umbrella pointed to the "brick" in her hand, looking embarrassed.

Gao Jun stretched out his hand and gestured for him to hand it over. He couldn't let the wage earner take the blame. As soon as he put the phone to his ear, he heard Rabe shouting excitedly in Arabic, accompanied by the sound of gunfire.

"Hello…"

On the opposite side, it was like a drowning man grabbing a lifebuoy and shouting, "Yuri, help!"

Gao Jun straightened up his words, frowned as if he had a toothache, "Rabe, I'm sorry, I'm afraid now..."

"50,000 U.S. dollars!" Rabe didn't even wait for Gao Jun to finish. He knew what kind of person the other party was and threw money at him directly.

"It's not about money..."

"100,000 US dollars, this is already the most cash I have now. If I die, you will get nothing." Rabe also went crazy.

"Fake Squid! What do you mean by this? Am I the kind of person who refuses to save anyone? Just wait, I will kill anyone who touches my client. Where?"

There are three types of people Gao Jun hates most in his life.

1. No money is given when purchasing goods.

Second, you come to buy goods even if you have no money.

Three, touch my client!

"Boss, we have to drive there, it will take at least two hours." Umbrella said from a professional perspective.

"Two hours? Twenty hours? We have to go there, and they paid for it." Perhaps he felt that it was not good to settle accounts like this, so he changed his words, "We are businessmen, and we can do anything related to the war. Since he

With so much money to spend, I have to crawl through it."

Even if the opponent is beaten to death, he can still collect his body.

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

You know, if you run short, you will consume fuel and lose money.

"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 member in the team with dual talents in maintenance, Victor waited for Taylor to finish speaking and then explained in a low voice beside him, "Under the standard of a maintenance team of 3 to 5 people, a complete overhaul of the Mi-17 takes 3 hours in wartime.

Within 40 minutes according to propeller standards, at least with professional tools, look at Jubail now..." He turned back and pointed at the still smoking city.

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

"I think it's better to borrow a helicopter from the Saudis." Victor curled his lips, "Maybe the possibility is higher than this."

This comparison made Gao Jun's expression change and he looked at Taylor. The latter just raised his head and smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid this won't be easy."

"Remember that purchasing officer Morsay? Do you think he has this ability?"

When it comes to useful relationships, Boss Gao starts to pick and choose as if a motor is installed in his mind, and gradually settles on a certain person.

"He? I think it's very useful! You can try to contact him."

"Bring me my briefcase, I remember the business card is in it." Gao Jun shouted to Tonikov, who was relatively close to the car. He opened the door, took out his black bag and ran over.

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

"Damn it, when did I get this? Pig-killer?"

"Is this the wool merchant?"

"Oh my god, there is still human trafficking..."

Gao Jun turned over them one by one. There were too many, so he divided them into several piles for everyone to search 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 made a phone call towards Umbrella.

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

"In the future, the business cards of customers of this level must be kept carefully. We must separate low-level customers, middle-level customers, and high-income customers. Do you understand? Victor?"

The Soviet guy blinked, "What does it have to do with me?"

"Hello? Hey, Mr. Morsay? I'm Yuri, we met at Jeddah Port, the seller of Mi 17."

"I know you, Mr. Uri, what's the matter?" Morsay's voice was very calm.

Most people may feel embarrassed if they encounter someone with such a cold tone. After all, it is a matter of asking for help.

But Mr. Gao doesn’t know how. Who hasn’t seen this when he was selling insurance? He was also bitten by an Irish woman’s dog. Well, it was a French bulldog, and he would be killed sooner or later!

"Sir, I'm in Jubail. You must know what's going on here. My business has been blocked. I have a batch of goods to deliver, but the controls are stricter. I want to trouble you."

Moorse on the opposite side was quiet for a while.

As if on purpose, the conversation was delayed.

"This is difficult to do..."

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

Owe a favor?

Gao Jun said without even thinking, "Okay!"

In the future, if the problems he causes are big and you can't afford to cause them, just keep your head down. If the problems he causes are small, then you can help him to save face? What's the importance of this?

However, the other party should not have to look at you for small things.

Morsay was very satisfied when he heard his straightforward answer, and his tone softened a lot, "What do you need?"

"I need a gunship!"

"No problem, I will contact the frontline headquarters. Just go and find Major General Wells."

“Thank you very much.”

Morsay left a meaningful comment, "Just don't forget your promise."

He read one more sentence, which made Gao Jun couldn't help but think that there was something wrong with him.

"Boss, did he agree?" Taylor whispered from the side.

Gao Jun came to his senses and nodded, "Let's go, Victor and Tonikov. The three of us will go there. There are too many people, so there is no need."

"Boss, let me go." Umbrella said.

"It's unreasonable that I don't come to help someone else." Gao Jun waved his hand and said, he still had the courage to do so.

Being a big brother and taking command from behind does not mean being a coward. Sometimes you have to be tough when you should be tough. Otherwise, how will your younger brother see you?

He got on the Toyota cruiser and headed towards the military camp not far outside Jubail. When he passed Miller's car, he happened to see the Saudi soldiers paralyzed on the ground. Gao Jun signaled Tonikov to stop and put his head out.

He patted the car door and shouted.

Miller trotted over quickly and said, "Boss."

"How is this going?"

Miller recounted what had just happened.

"Call him over and I'll take him there."

When the two mercenaries dragged him over, Gao Jun looked at him up and down. His legs and feet were weak. He glared at Miller, "What did you do to others?"

"Boss, I really didn't do anything, he is just timid."

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

"Wait a minute...see he didn't pee his pants!"

…

Outside Jubail.

Gao Jun and his group were about to enter the camp before they were finally stopped.

"We're looking for Major General Wells." Gao Jun said in English with a smile, and Victor next to him was responsible for translating, "We have an appointment."

The sentry looked at him, hesitated, and then put a banknote into his hand. The lubrication was definitely 100 US dollars. He nodded, "Just wait."

He left his post and ran directly into the camp.

"I only need a small group to behead the supreme commander here." Tonkov said while shaking his head.

I know you are awesome!

However, this "Young Master Soldier" is even more crotch-stretching than the "Strawberry Soldier". They can still train in the swimming pool, but you are literally stretching your crotch during war.

However, as soon as the sentry took two steps in, he saw a major calling out to him. He couldn't hear what the two were talking about, and the former pointed at the door.
To be continued...