The scorching sun burns.

A head poked out from under the lonely cactus, and a kangaroo rat stared at the motorcade in the distance with its big eyes.

Loud music blasted from inside the car.

Aerosmith's "classics live!" is full of hard rock industrial frenzy. The driver's head is shaking with it, and the car will be shaken by him.

Gao Jun felt that his head was big, "Hey, man, can you change the song?"

Saudi Arabia has also been invaded by culture?

The driver raised his head and looked in the rearview mirror, feeling a little unhappy, but after all, he was the guest invited by the emir (the leader), so he could only click on the radio.

"Tiantianmi, you smile so sweetly..."

A satisfied smile appeared on Gao Jun's face, "That's it." He held his hands and moved his body. Listening to rock music made his head feel swollen. Listening to soothing music more will make you live longer.

The driver curled his lips.

More than half an hour later, I walked around a sand dune and saw the De Fetour tribe. There were several children squatting on the ground barefoot outside. They raised their heads when they heard the noise, turned around and ran back, shouting loudly.

.

When Gao Jun got off the car, he saw Rabe hurriedly coming out of the tent and saying hello with a smile. The other party was also very happy.

"I brought you a gift."

Gao Jun glanced at Umbrella, took the packed box, and handed it over.

"Mine?" Rabe said in surprise.

"Of course, we are friends. I brought you a gift on a business trip. Open it and take a look." Gao Jun smiled and nodded.

actually…

He prepared gifts for everyone who was "important", including Nasser and even Bishop.

What is this called?

Maintain existing customers, deepen relationships, and occasionally send small gifts. Isn't this the norm in the sales industry?

So is the arms business!

It’s hard to do business, especially finding quality customers.

In Gao Jun's little book, among the current cooperative relationships, the big dog is ranked first, and the most important thing is that he will not default on the balance payment.

After Rabe opened it, he found a Soviet TT-30 pistol nicknamed "Big Black Star" inside. This pistol was found in Saada's warehouse and was considered a bonus.

This gun is not expensive.

Some military fans once jokingly said: The cost is 4 yuan, 6 cents and 5 cents.

"This is a gun worn by a Soviet general during the Afghan War." Gao Jun started telling stories again.

If you give this piece of scrap metal an "identity", then it becomes valuable scrap metal. Capitalists like to do this the most, just like diamonds, bound to love.

Love you motherfucker.

When Rabe heard this, his eyes lit up and he said sincerely, "Thank you, I like it very much."

Gao Jun smiled slightly, followed Rabe into the tribe, and saw Nasser outside the emir's tent. The other party opened his hands warmly and gave him a big hug.

"Yuri, those guns of yours are so useful." He lowered his voice and said excitedly, "Our territory in the Rub al-Khali Desert has expanded a lot."

Why do you want territory in the desert?

Do you defecate anywhere?

"As long as I can help you, that's enough. I also brought some goods and cannons. Do you want to see them?" Gao Jun is half a head taller than the other party. Standing together, we have to take care of others' emotions.

As soon as he heard the cannon, Nasser's eyes lit up, "Let's go and have a look."

"Umbrella, please bring down our young man who came from afar." Gao Jun shouted loudly.

Umbrella, who was talking to Scottis, responded, ran into the truck, and asked a few people to slide the 107 rocket launcher down the lower pallet.

"With a caliber of 107 mm, it only weighs 0.385 tons when not loaded with rockets. The rockets weigh 18.8 kilograms. One person can just carry one. It can also withstand long-distance marches in complex terrain. Maximum range: 8500 meters, launch interval 0.6-0.8 seconds

, these are 12 barrels. If you are happy, you can fire the firepower of a howitzer battalion at the target within 12 seconds, with a lethality radius of 12.5 meters." Gao Jun walked over and patted the barrels and introduced with a smile.

"The young man's temper is not very good, but he is very hardworking and is very suitable for places like the desert."

Nasser looked at him, "Boys have bad tempers, just like the little boy who ran away from home on August 6, 1945 and has not come back yet."

Gao Jun was startled, "But I heard that someone saw him in Hiroshima. I don't know if it's true or not. The Americans should post a missing person notice."

"I think Americans definitely don't like to see him again."

The two people looked at each other and laughed.

"Can you demonstrate it to me?" Nasser said.

"Here? I didn't bring many shells..." Gao Jun looked around and said.

"The shells are mine."

"Umbrella, Scottis, take out the instruction manual that Upton gave me. Damn it! Where did you put it? Are you putting it under your butt again?"

…

ten minutes later.

On the sand dune 300 meters away on the right side of the tribe.

Gao Jun was flipping through a yellowed manual, and it was hard to read. Fortunately, he had professionals at his disposal, and under the command of Umbrella, he finished loading the shells.

He waved to Gao Jun behind him, and the latter responded.

Nasser next to him suddenly asked, "How many shells are there..."

"700 US dollars!" As soon as Gao Jun finished speaking, he heard a few booms and rockets sprinting away. The two quickly took out their telescopes and saw a cloud of sand and dust two kilometers away.

The terror that covered the sky and the sun could be felt even from a distance.

No wonder... Later, after the millennium, two large US military warships, the USS Ashlan and the USS Chishazhi, fled. Rockets passed over the bows of the ships and blew a large hole 2.5 meters in diameter in the roof of the warehouse at the dock.

That's the firepower.

He is indeed a rabbit with a phobia of lack of firepower.

This was awakened by the "Van Fleet shells".

Gao Jun swallowed, looking at the confused Nasser next to him, he felt a little disdainful in his heart, boy, are you so shocked?

You've never seen a rocket launcher with a standard range of 300 kilometers and an error range of 1,700 kilometers, but ordinary arms dealers can't get that thing.

"How's it going? Are you satisfied?"

Nasser's eyes were almost shining, "Gao, how many of these weapons do you have?"

"There are still 9 doors. As you know, the business is so good that others are rushing to get them. I keep them for you. If you don't want them, I will sell them to others. I have already contacted the buyers in Liberia.

"

"I want it, how much does it cost!"

Gao Jun grinned, "9 doors, 300,000 US dollars."

This price still made Nasser hesitate immediately.

"Actually, this rocket launcher has many advantages. It can be disassembled and transported. If there is a conflict during transportation, you can launch it on the back of a camel. The power of a single tube is also very strong. As long as you aim, it will not be a problem to kill dozens of people.

."

"This price..."

"The price is already very low, and I don't think you need to buy them all by yourself. Mr. Bishop will definitely need them too. This kind of rocket launcher is so convenient and very suitable for guerrilla warfare."

"By the way, where is Mr. Bishop..." Gao Jun asked, and saw Nasser's expression change.

"he died…"

Walter?

died!

Where are the ashes?

Cemetery or something?

Complete set of mourning!

Brother, why did you leave like this? You...what did you want me to do?
Chapter completed!