"Why do you ask this? What we need is a permit, do you understand? Rather than running there in person, we are not responsible for the delivery. You have to know what you are doing. It is illegal to enter the country illegally, Ephraim."
David said anxiously, this was a bit different from the arms dealer he imagined.
Ephraim waved his hand at him, signaling David to stop talking and leave everything to him. He continued to look at the broker and waited for an answer.
"It's 800 kilometers away from Baghdad. If everything goes well, we can get there in more than ten hours." The broker replied.
"No, no, we can't do this."
David just wanted to do serious business, and illegal smuggling was unacceptable to him.
Long Zhan looked on without saying a word.
Efram and David have their own characteristics and can completely complement each other in some aspects. If they can get along well, they can definitely become a golden partner.
Long Zhan also hopes that they will become golden partners, so that they can be most beneficial to the development of Titan Company.
"It's absolutely fine, don't worry." The broker said comfortingly.
"It's only a distance of 500 miles. Just sleep and we'll be there tomorrow morning. Man, don't be so nervous. We can do it." Ephraim patted David and said.
"Are you really planning to drive to Baghdad?" David said seriously.
"David, we are in the arms business. What's wrong with getting lost? Do you want to make money? If you want to make money, you have to pay."
Ephraim was too lazy to say that David was nagging, so he jumped out of the car and walked towards the guide Marlboro and said: "Go, you will be responsible for driving, hurry up."
After that, he said to Long Zhan: "Man, let's go to the cab together."
"It's a challenge for you to step out of the office and personally participate in arms smuggling. I'm looking forward to your performance."
Long Zhan looked at the problem from the perspective of a superior, and took the lead in walking to the cab, opening the door and sitting in.
The cab of the truck is quite spacious and can normally seat four people.
However, because Long Zhan is too big, one person only occupies two positions, and Ephraim is also a little fat guy.
Two people can sit in the cab, even if the driver is a skinny bamboo pole.
The cab was also packed to the brim.
"then what do I do?"
David looked at the already full cab and stood under the door with a confused look on his face.
"Go to the carriage, man, that's your seat. There's no room for you here. You'll have to endure hardship if you want to make money." Ephraim smiled.
David had no choice but to walk back silently and climbed into the car.
“Allah bless you!”
The broker said hello at the window and rode away on his scooter.
"Let's go, let's go."
Ephraim said to Marlboro.
Marlboro understood English completely, nodded and made an OK sign.
Start the car and drive forward.
The truck that loaded the goods looked shabby and was at least 20 years old. It made noise all over when running.
Wan Qing drove for less than three minutes when a voice suddenly came from behind.
"Hey man, seriously, is it really safe to drive to Baghdad?"
Long Zhan heard the sound and turned around.
It was discovered that David was lying on the gun box and sticking his head into the small window behind the truck cab. Because the glass in the small window was long gone, his picture could easily be put in.
“Very safe, usually 50,50.”
Before Ephraim could speak, the guide Marlboro spoke first.
"What? Half and half? Are you saying there is a 50% chance of surviving and a 50% chance of dying?" David's face turned pale with fright.
"Yes, that's why we choose to walk at night, it's safer." Marlboro said.
"How safe can it be?" David asked hurriedly.
"50,50." Marlboro said seriously.
"What the Fake, man, what are you doing, are you kidding me?" After making a fuss for a long time, he went around and finally returned to the same place. David's mentality was about to collapse.
"Hahaha."
Long Zhan was also amused.
"Ignore him. He definitely doesn't know what half and half means. He is just joking and saying it like this." Ephram said calmly.
"What the hell!!"
David slapped his head, feeling very painful.
"Guys, stop talking about this useless thing. You have to worry about more serious things. This fuel tank gauge... doesn't look like it can run 800 kilometers."
Long Zhan said and pointed his finger at the fuel tank gauge, which both Ephraim and David could read.
Seeing that the fuel tank needle was almost bottoming out, with less than 1/10 of the flow remaining, Ephram said speechlessly: "Man, what should I do with this gasoline?"
"It's no problem, don't worry."
Marlboro waved his hand indifferently and said: "Gasoline in Iraq is free and available everywhere. We can just add it as we like."
"No, free gas?" David had 300 question marks on his head.
"Yes."
Marlboro nodded affirmatively.
"Wow, that's so cool." Ephraim exclaimed excitedly.
Long Zhan looked at the road sign flashing by on the side of the road, which showed that there were still 310 kilometers away from Jordan, and there were a few more black lines on his forehead.
Let’s not talk about whether the gasoline in Iraq is really free, but it is still in Jordan.
With less than 1/10 of the gasoline left, can we really drive out of Jordan to Iraq, which is 310 kilometers away?
Looking at the wilderness outside, it was a yellow world. Long Zhan really doubted whether there was a gas station on the road.
It would be ridiculous if the car broke down while running out of gas and there was no one around for a hundred kilometers.
Fortunately, Marlboro is pretty reliable.
He travels to Baghdad four or five times a month and is very familiar with this route.
Moreover, the fuel tank of his truck has most likely been specially modified. Even if it is only 1/10, it can easily run more than 300 kilometers.
The roads we ran along were gravel roads, which were relatively smooth, and we could drive at speeds of over 60 kilometers.
I ran for more than 5 hours.
The scenes on the road are all the same, except that the sky is full of yellow sand, and the color is just a tired yellow.
This is the characteristic of the Middle East, there is "gold" everywhere.
The seats of the old truck were extremely hard, and the truck didn't have any shock absorbers. When driving on the road, it kept swaying.
The little fat boy Ephraim was tortured so much that he cursed and vomited several times while lying on the window.
It wasn't that he was carsick, it was because the car was too dangerous.
David, who was in the back car, didn't have a seat. He was even more uncomfortable than Ephraim in the front. He no longer had the strength to speak.
He lay down on the cargo and turned into a dead fish.
Only Long Zhan was able to hold on, even though his body wasn't feeling that well.
When the time came to about 11 o'clock in the evening, Long Zhan discovered that there were two cars on both sides of the road a few hundred meters away with low beam lights on.