When Gao Jun found Umbrella, he and Scottis were pointing at the map in the office they built next to the factory.

Neither of them noticed him coming in.

Gao Jun stood behind and watched them draw many circles on the map with seriousness, then pointed out curiously, "What is this?"

The two raised their heads and called out to the boss.

Umbrella: "This is a border guard post, we have to bypass it."

The brokers there are only responsible for the relationship operation within the country, and Gao Jun has to find a way to transport them to the border areas.

"Why go around it?" Gao Jun asked back, which made them suddenly confused. Isn't it normal for smugglers to be afraid of soldiers?

"The best way to avoid danger is to win over him. No one can refuse money. How much salary do you think they can get?"

Thailand's Acta Psychologica Sinica once conducted an experiment.

As long as the sudden wealth exceeds three times the salary, there will never be any concern about whether it is illegal or immoral.

Everywhere, dead wages are given to people at the bottom.

"We have to be generous and let the border guards of all countries understand that if they get my business card, they will get money. Violence is not our only option, but win-win cooperation."

"Send 3 million ani to the other side of the Penchi River in the evening and ask them to turn a blind eye. It is best to pack it in sacks, which will be more stylish."

It is not easy to exchange for Uzbek sums in this country, but afghani will also work.

Umbrella and Scottis nodded, each other feeling that what the boss said made sense.

"We don't have that much money."

"Call Upton and ask him to send someone to deliver some. The ticket is for tomorrow night. We still have time."

Umbrella responded.

"When the time comes, you and Roen will go to Saudi Arabia with me. Keep it, Scottis. I'll give you this satellite phone. Contact me if you have anything." He said, putting the phone upright on the table.

"In addition to this, there is another thing. I plan to hire you as regular employees with an annual salary of 40,000 US dollars. I will be responsible for all your weapons and equipment, even labor insurance, and accident compensation of 90,000 US dollars per person. What do you think?

?" Gao Jun raised his head slightly and asked with a smile.

Gringos like to talk openly about their benefits.

Because if you are unclear, you will be sued!

Where does it say that the salary is 3,000~5,000, and then you come to the door, the good guy deducts food, accommodation, and clothes, and you get 800...

The price offered by Gao Jun was not low, it was directly twice as high as that of the US Special Forces. Moreover, the logistical pressure was instantly reduced a lot. Umbrella and the others agreed directly without any hesitation.

Since then, the group of unlicensed vendors has grown.

Gao Jun was also very happy and promised to take them to have fun after the order was finished.

Men, what can you play?

Coming out of the "office", Gao Jun looked at the sky, "The God of Wealth will bless me to make a fortune this time. When I make money, I will build a temple for you in Afghanistan. When the time comes, I will let you explore overseas markets!"

…

Central Asia in early September.

It's hot!

Very boring at night.

The Penchi River was raging, and perhaps he was the most energetic person at night. At a sentry on the other side, four soldiers looked outside nervously.

One of the captains looked nervously at his watch.

"Coming, coming!" He heard someone knocking on the door and poked his head in. The captain immediately walked out, and a beam of light shone through, stinging his eyes.

"Is it them?"

"I just saw the document, yes."

The captain nodded and motioned to the others to lift the railing and watch a train passing by.

"Why... why is there an armored vehicle?" He suddenly saw the second BMP tank, his eyes changed, and he quickly reached out to stop it. He knew it was about to be smuggled, but things were different for you, a big guy.

"What's wrong? Captain?" A man got out of the truck in front and asked with a smile.

"This is an armored vehicle, you never said that." The other party asked angrily.

Can armored vehicles be the same as ak47?

"You made a mistake. This is a rescue vehicle." Umbrella took out the document and handed it to him.

"Afghan peacekeeping force rescue vehicle purchase order!"

How to rescue an armored vehicle?

Eliminate opponents. As long as there are no opponents, the rescue will be successful.

and…

"Are there any peacekeepers in Afghanistan?" the captain asked.

"They are studying it, but they have to send the rescue vehicle over first. The procedures are all complete, so what are you afraid of? Moreover, this armor... Bah, the rescue vehicle doesn't even have a muzzle."

"But…"

Umbrella stretched out her hand to suppress his words, trotted back to the car, and took out a stack of afghani, "There are no buts, right?"

The captain's eyes flashed with greed, and he instantly occupied the high ground of reason. Anyway...the armored vehicle won't hit me, so just go over there.

He waved his hand to hurry up.

Umbrella thanked her, got into the driver's seat, smiled at the boss next to her, and stepped on the accelerator to drive into another country.

"See? A 1.5g note can crush a 300g heart. No one can say no to money. If he says it, add 1.5g. Money equals double happiness." Gao Jun

He was happily conveying his ideas while holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"Boss, which one is more important, money or RPG?"

"Kind words combined with a gun can achieve much more than you can achieve with just kind words alone. RPGs are made to protect money!"

Umbrella nodded.

Continue like this…

Another person is going to be knocked down by Gao Jun's money-first philosophy.

However, there is nothing wrong with this, and it is funny to say that no one will look down on you when you are robbing homes, killing people, and setting fires. On the contrary, because you are poor, others will look down upon you and laugh at you.

"Then boss, have you ever thought about other dreams?"

As the truck jolted, Umbrella suddenly asked.

Gao Jun looked at his side face, looked out the window, and smiled, "I originally wanted to be a vendor when I was a child, selling food. When I grow up, I want to be a painter. I want to take the Vienna Art School, but I

I failed the exam, do you know why? Because there are 21 people in total, 20 are white, and I am a yellow."

"Then how did you end up on this path?"

"Then how did you become a mercenary?" Gao Jun asked, Umbrella remained silent.

"I told myself that if I can get ahead, I will never be unlucky in my life. Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi. This world is really hypocritical. If I have a lot of money, I can spend it on that son of a bitch.

The principal told him on his face that I am going to school, maybe I will be a painter, maybe I am organizing my own art exhibition, maybe there will be a group of gentlemen standing below to applaud and cheer me."

As Gao Jun talked, he laughed to himself, shook his head, and took a puff of cigarette, "Reality and fantasy are two different things. In fact, how many people in this world can do what they want? Sometimes there is no choice.

"

"I don't have any aspirations in this life. I just hope to make enough money, play with beautiful women, and have enough fun. It would be cool to die (syphilis) like Al Capone. At least I have survived."

"What about you? What dreams did you have before?"

Umbrella: "I originally wanted to build rockets. When I was a child, I thought I wanted to be a scientist. Now, I just want to make money and support my daughter."

"You still have a daughter? How old is she?"

"7-year old."

"That must be very cute. Take me to see her sometime. Maybe I will be her godfather."

"She is in Detroit, and I promised him to go back and spend Christmas with her."

"Then I'll buy her a Barbie doll."

"She likes Mickey Mouse..."

"With this vote, I'll buy her Disneyland!"

night…

There was only the cold wind, dead trees, and night crows quietly listening to the two men's ambitions and self-deprecation.

Man, it’s difficult!
Chapter completed!