Who can resist a weapon that won't "go off" after being ravaged by a man unscrupulously?

Soviet goods are not like the British bitch "Plumberman" Sten submachine gun. I heard that the probability of killing one's own people is 75%, and the probability of killing the enemy suddenly is 61%.

Gao Jun will never sell that kind of coquettish bitch.

absolute!

Should...not be sold.

Sorry, I yelled too loudly just now. Sorry, I apologize. They gave me too much.

When you come out to hang out, you can't go against anyone, but you can't go against money, right?

The average price of the 400 AKs brought out by Gao Jun this time was US$90. Considering that the other party was wearing a headscarf, he thought the price went up by US$10.

Taking the money from Montasari's hand, the man raised his chin slightly and said, "Count it."

"Does this need to be counted? Don't I believe you yet?" Gao Jun said with a smile, but he was counting the money vigorously with his thumb, feeling happy in his heart.

"Actually, it would be better if we could have large-caliber weapons." Montasari said suddenly.

Gao Jun paused, raised his head, and met the other person's gaze, "Large caliber? Of course, what do you need? I can place an order here, but it is best to mainly use Soviet goods. I need time for American goods."

"I heard that the Soviet Union has a 420mm caliber artillery?"

420mm?

Gao Jun's expression was a little confused, and his impression was a little blurry.

But suddenly, a white dove flew through his mind, and he knew what Montashari was talking about.

"Are you talking about the S-103 420mm atomic cannon?" I asked cautiously, fearing that the other party would nod.

This thing…

Self-destructive Superman.

In November 1955, the first prototype gun was assembled and then sent to the National Artillery Range for testing. The result of the gun was tragic. On January 18, 1956, the prototype gun exploded after firing only six rounds in total.

After the accident, the second prototype gun was put back into testing in May. Tragically, the chamber exploded again at the end of 1956. This time, even the tank chassis was blown into parts.

The caliber is large, but if it is so cruel, it can even explode itself.

Even the Soviets couldn't control this "prehistoric monster".

Montasari's eyes shone and he nodded, "Can this be done?"

Gao Jun shook his head, "I'm afraid not. As far as I know, the few doors in the Soviet Union have been blown up. It's difficult to find the blueprints."

The fat man became a little gloomy upon hearing this.

You can't tell, but this is still a big-caliber person.

"Actually, in addition to the S-103 420mm atomic cannon, other large calibers are also available, such as 2b14-1, 2b11, and ags-17 grenade launchers. These are all good and I recommend them."

Qualified arms dealers should recommend weapons and equipment that suit their customers.

You can't recommend the MiG series to him, man, can they drive it? I'm a big guy, not a stupid guy.

The most important thing is that you can't let your customer die. If he dies, you will have fewer channels to make money.

What do you hate most about arms dealers?

Peace!

negotiation!

Montasari didn't quite understand. He had heard about the 420mm monster from others. This caliber sounded scary, so he asked. Seeing how professional Gao Jun was, he waved his hand, "Then give it to me."

Let’s do a few sets.”

"How many sets?" Gao Jun was a little confused.

"Give me one too. The caliber is large enough and the firepower is powerful enough to support individual soldiers." The taciturn Qahtani also spoke.

Gao Jun swallowed.

Are you buying weapons like buying pancakes and fruit?

No wonder Rabbit said that the things sold to wealthy companies, whether they were blown up or not, would create a hole of 400 square meters, equipped with broadband fiber optic satellites, and a consultant.

This money is a waste of money.

Gao Jun decided that from now on, no one can speak loudly to me, except... the big dog!

"Can."

"It will be handed over to us before the end of the year." Montasari interjected.

Gao Jun calculated that there are still about three months, which is not a short time, but what is the big dog doing in such a hurry?

What happens at the New Year's Eve party?

Could it be...

Do they want to counterattack Kuwait?

A qualified arms dealer must have a keen sense of politics. Gao Jun was gifted with this, and he smelled the smell of war.

Big dogs fight in groups!

Second only to the kind where women fight and tear off stockings.

The first stage ended with Iraq violently beating Kuwait. The next stage is when the United States made Iraq realize what information warfare is.

It's funny to say.

The whole world was awakened by the Gulf War, but only Iraq was beaten for paying tuition...

I must exert my strength in the second half of the war.

"Emir, we have captured a few Iraqis." Rabe hurried over, his face very angry.

When Nasser heard this, he immediately became furious and gnashed his teeth.

"Let's go! Go and have a look."

Kahtani and Muntashali next to them also had angry faces. We were eating hot pot and singing songs, and you rushed in to kill my whole family. This is a life-and-death feud.

Gao Jun originally didn't want to follow, but when the fat man shouted, he could only hold his nose and go over. Outside the tribe, five Iraqis were tied together, back to back, with frightened eyes, surrounded by indignant people.

The Saudis kept punching and kicking them.

"Emir (tribal leader), kill them!"

I don’t know who shouted, but people responded one after another, asking Nasser to impose the death penalty on them. Of course, they would not refuse such a request and ordered them to be buried alive!

When the Iraqis heard this, they shouted loudly.

They are required to abide by the Geneva Convention and not mistreat prisoners.

"The Rub Al Khali desert belongs to Huabak, not to the United Nations, you shameless invaders." Nasser pointed and cursed.

A dozen young adults took tools and dug a big hole.

Throw them away one by one.

The Iraqis either begged for mercy in fear or roared in anger, but they could not change the status quo. Gao Jun watched with numbness in his scalp.

civilization…

It is the greatest barbarity.

When the last cup of loess was covered, the screams suddenly stopped.

"Yuri, what are you thinking about?" Montashali stood next to him and asked after seeing his expression.

Gao Jun can't say, I was thinking just now, why not use bullets, so that I can make more money.

"It's okay, I just think they deserve it. Intruders are destined to be judged."

Muntashali was very happy about Gao Jun's awareness, patted him on the shoulder, and praised him as a good friend of the Saudi people.

As long as the Iraqis give him money, he is also a good friend of the Iraqis.

Nasser and others wanted to clean up the aftermath, so the meeting was interrupted.

Gao Jun didn't have any influence, since all the goods were taken care of by Montasari and the others.

In fact, I didn’t get much.

9 artillery pieces sold for $370,000...

ak47 sold for $18,000.

Plus 2 bmp1 tanks for 60,000.

Rockets, artillery shells, etc. all added up.

Ma MaHuHu earned a total of $500,000.

It has doubled approximately dozens of times. You know, General Saada still has goods in his warehouse.

$500,000…
To be continued...