"Hey, brother Yousef is resting? I'm not disturbing you, am I?"
Sorge looked into the room. A fat, middle-aged bald man was sitting on a wooden chair. He was wearing a thick cream-colored dress with gray trim. He had a cup of coffee beside him. Two young girls were giving it to him.
He rubbed his shoulders and looked relaxed and comfortable.
When he heard Sorge's laughing voice, the fat man opened his eyes and immediately put on a greasy smile, almost squeezing his little eyes out.
"Ah, Brother Sorge, you're here. I thought you would have to wait half an hour, but you're too far away to welcome us."
As he said that, the man waved his hand, and the two girls immediately lowered their heads and left quickly.
Sorge took off his windbreaker and handed it to Dag behind him, then sat on the sofa with a smile and crossed his legs.
"I'm used to arriving early."
The fat man nodded with a smile.
"Good habits, good habits."
Then he clicked on the desktop, and a holographic image appeared in front of him. The fat man glanced at the bodyguards in the corridor and said with a smile:
"Brother Sorge, the security level of my building is gamma level. Unless it is directly bombarded with heavy weapons, it will not cause any damage. You don't have to be so careful."
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Sorge smiled and lit a cigar.
"Brother Yousef, it's not that I can't trust you. It's better to be careful."
"Yes, yes."
At this time, the man glanced at the cigar in Sorge's hand and suddenly smiled:
"Brother, how old are you still smoking traditional cigars? Brother, here is a new batch of electronic cigars, which are definitely more flavorful than yours. They are the latest Leco 114 type."
As he spoke, the fat man pulled out a silver cylinder from the drawer, but Sorge shook his head.
"I'm coughing when I smoke this... let's get down to business."
At this time, four of the five people following Sorge came to the fat man's table carrying four metal suitcases, and then opened them one by one and placed them on the table.
The fat man exclaimed and took out a small bolt gun from the first box.
It might be the size of a pistol in the hands of a Space Marine, but it's a two-handed weapon in the hands of a mortal.
"I never thought you could actually get this thing, Brother Sorge? This is a rare item!"
The fat man carefully looked at the brand new bolter in his hand. It still had the fragrance of holy oil on it. It had obviously not been used since it left the factory. He considered himself a weapons expert, but he did not identify its model immediately.
"It looks like the Locke type from the Kronos Territory, but the magazine is slightly larger. The capacity is... fifteen rounds. The Locke type has twelve rounds. The bullet caliber is about the same."
After looking at the gun, the fat man turned his attention to Sorge.
"Brother, do you want to see it through?"
But Sorge just spread his hands.
"No comment."
"Tsk, you are like this every time. I guess this kind of quality must come from a certain forging world... Brother Sorge, you have a really deep path. Are you afraid that I will steal your business? We
We have cooperated so many times.”
Sorge took a deep breath from the cigar, then raised his head and blew out a smoke ring, sighing:
"Brother, it's not that I don't want to say it. You also know that this kind of thing is a bit taboo. People have made it clear that you can't say it. You don't want me to disappear from the world one day, right?"
"Yes, yes."
As he said that, the fat man put the gun back into the box, and then picked up another object, which was a radiation grenade.
Radiation grenades are weapons used by Outcast Inquisitors or Space Marines. When they explode, they release a large number of tiny fragments contaminated with radioactive contamination. The radioactive contaminants on these fragments have a half-life of one millisecond to ensure that the user is safe.
You will not be poisoned by radiation when charging, but those enemies caught in the initial explosion will "experience" the power of the radiation grenade after a period of time.
These grenades are powerful but are usually strictly controlled and rarely enter the black market.
"This thing is in short supply recently. Brother, how much can you provide?"
"Three hundred."
"Brother, I still don't know your habits? You always keep one hand when counting. I guess you have at least a thousand pieces in your warehouse? Don't go looking for that old mole. I'll give you a fixed price here, 300.
tons of refined palladium.”
Palladium is the most commonly used equivalent in the Maelstrom region, not only because of its value, but also because the Maelstrom region itself is rich in this rare metal, and it is an indispensable material for the Mechanicum to manufacture electronic components.
Hearing the price, Sorge put the cigar next to the ashtray, smiled and shook his head.
"Brother, you always have something to offer, so be it, I'm too lazy to run away, 350 tons of palladium."
"Oh, brother, you are asking for such a price, you are asking me to cut my flesh!"
Seeing the fat man's expression of heartache and tears, Sorge stood up, walked to the table, and picked up the radiation grenade.
"Brother, as far as I know, with the current market situation and the unrest on the market, there will definitely be a lot of people rushing to get this 0.4 tons of palladium. I am already taking care of our friendship."
The expression on the fat man's face suddenly froze, and then bloomed into a flower-like smile.
"Okay, okay, 350 tons is 350 tons. Who makes us good brothers?"
The contents of the last two boxes are more conventional, including ordinary laser pistols and needle pistols.
As for why they are all pistols, it is because this kind of weapon is easy to hide and easier to use in a narrow environment. Basically, people walking in gray areas will need one for self-defense, so the demand is always very high.
Over the past many years, Sorge has used these weapons and equipment to exchange for a large number of resources needed by the master from the black market of the Maelstrom. Many of them belong to the official control resources of the Empire and the Mechanicus, and are difficult to obtain through ordinary channels.
After checking all the samples, the fat man was very satisfied, so he smiled and stretched out four fingers.
"Then let's keep the old price, how about that?"
But Sorge shook his head.
"In the current market, if you still talk about the old price, then you are completely cheating me. I don't want more, just increase it by 20%."
“Brother, you—”
The fat man sighed for a long time, then took a wet towel from the shelf nearby, wiped his shiny head, and said:
"Okay, okay, just for our friendship, the price will increase by another 20%."
Then the fat man pointed at the bolter.
"Brother, if I take such good care of you, can you give me a real figure? How much of these goods can you provide?"
"Currently I only have two hundred in hand, all of them."
"I want them all, just for the price of the Ministry of Justice's standard bolt gun. Is that okay? Brother, I'm not cheating you now, am I?"
"no problem."
Although Sorge knows that the other party can still make at least half of the profit by reselling these goods, this is the role of channels. The only rare mineral channel merchant he can currently trust is this one. If he can control his own rare mineral channels, why bother?
How about killing someone?
However, this kind of channel has been run by generations of people. From the mining area to the transportation route, as well as the relationship and management of all aspects of the Ministry of Justice and the Ministry of Internal Affairs, it cannot be done in a few days.
"By the way, brother, I have a big deal here. I wonder if you can handle it through your channels?"
Sorge, who sat back on the sofa, raised his eyebrows slightly and picked up the half-burned cigar again.
"Tell me."
"I have a long-term partner who is currently looking to purchase a weapon of mass destruction, preferably a phosphorus bomb or a virus bomb..."
Upon hearing what the fat man said, Sorge immediately raised his eyebrows, looking very surprised and embarrassed.
"Hey, brother, this thing is no better than a light weapon. It's no problem for me to get a Leman Russ, but once these are discovered, the Ministry of Justice will investigate them to the end, and may even attract the attention of the Inquisition."