My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 110 I Trapped Others With Benefits, Naturally Others Betrayed Me Because of Their Benefits!

Chapter 110 I Trapped Others With Benefits, Naturally Others Betrayed Me Because of Their Benefits!
Ding Deng Deng.

The sound of chaotic and panicked footsteps in the corridor.

Diegoski pushed away a dormitory with a solemn expression, and saw inside, a well-dressed colonel shot himself, lying on the table, with burn marks on his temples.

The hand was drooping, and Makarov fell to the ground. Blood seeped from the table, ticking, ticking, hitting the ground. Outside the window, a gust of wind blew in, blowing the curtains up.

The sky finally opened up a beam of light and shone on his face.

The other party is very young, probably less than forty years old. As a colonel at such an age, he will definitely have a bright future.

this has been...

There is no need to call an ambulance.

The 9mm pistol bullet is enough to mess up the nerves in his brain.

Standing behind, Gao Jun glanced at Diegoski, who frowned tightly, while a soldier rushed up to help Akhromeyev, who had a medal on his left side.

"General, here are two letters." The soldier took out two neatly folded letters from the table and handed them to Diegoski.

He took it and opened it with a frown. Gao Jun stood behind and couldn't read Russian, his eyes darkened.

"Dear Dawarich, when you read this letter, please forgive the cowardice of a soldier, I really can't stand my troops, my dear comrades becoming slaves of capitalism, I'm sorry, this A war, I lost..."

"When my country is about to perish and the whole meaning of my life is destroyed, I can no longer live. The course of my life that I have walked has given me the right to die. I have fought to my last breath. Sorry, please give me my life. The medal is buried with me, long live the Soviet Union!!"

Diegosky looked very complicated, glanced at Akhromeyev's body, and then picked up another letter with only a few words on it, entrusting him to pay the 30 rubles owed by the cafeteria.

Standing in front of the corpse, he stuffed the letter back into the envelope, "sort out his corpse, and then notify his family."

To say that is an understatement.

But it's not as good as it is.

In the gray history, there are always people who leave light.

Diegoski turned his head and looked at Gao Jun, "I'm sorry, Yuri, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do today..."

"I understand, it's okay, I still have a few days in Tallinn, and I'm staying at Uncle Anatoly's house for these two days."

Diegosky glanced at Anatole, nodded slightly, and his eyes fell on his son again. The other party was leaning lazily by the door, yawning, and he gritted his teeth at the sight of the roll, "Lyudmi pull!"

"Damn it, are you contaminated with those things again?"

"No...no." Lyudmila shook her head hurriedly.

Diegoski snorted coldly in disbelief. If there were no guests today, he might have to give him a beating. According to Lyudmila's small arms and legs, the two or three beatings would have to be sent to Xitian go.

"You send Yuri and them off."

"Little Chicken Rice Flower" nodded, and walked out with a sullen head. When she reached the stairs at the corner, Lyudmila heaved a sigh of relief, stood on the rest platform, touched her pocket, and then brazenly walked towards Gao Jun. Grinning, "A cigarette."

Tonikov handed him one.

With his left hand on his hip and a cigarette in his right hand, he took a puff, felt refreshed, and said, "Akhromeyev is an idiot. I think suicide is the most stupid way to die. I His father originally pulled him along, but he still didn't agree, and even drove away the guests, and the people in the headquarters were very upset and dismissed him."

"Why are there so many principles?" Lyudmila shook her head with an expression of disbelief, "Isn't it good to pursue money? Their beliefs have always been a disaster."

Gao Jun glanced at Anatole, who opened his mouth, but lowered his head and did not argue.

"You are right, your opinion is great."

Don't argue with people who don't agree with the three views. You won't get any benefits except wasting time.

Seeing that Gao Jun agreed with him, Liudmila looked very good, and even hummed the song "Katyusha". Is this considered irony?
The other party sent the group of them downstairs to the door, and before they could say a word, their cheeks twitched and the corners of their mouths crooked and coy, which was a symptom of addiction.

"You go back first, we can go by ourselves, don't hold back yourself, if you need it, you can call me." Gao Jun was very understanding, patted the other party's shoulder and said in a gentle tone.

Lyudmila pinched her nose, he was very addicted, "Don't worry, you are my best friend."

He said, waving his hands, "Stop talking, I'm going to work first, be careful on the road."

Watching him leave, Anatoly frowned, looked at Gao Jun, and walked towards the Lincoln car while talking, "Aren't you afraid that Diegoski will kill you?"

"Did I force him to smoke?" Boss Gao, who got into the co-pilot and buckled up his seat belt, turned to look at him and spread his hands, "I didn't stare at his head with a gun and tell him, hey, sir, you want to Try this, it tastes great."

"Bullets don't go into the mind, Uncle."

Anatoly ignited the ignition, shifted the gear, and turned the steering wheel, "That's what I said, but I think Lyudmila may not live for long if she continues like this."

"It's better to die bravely than to live meaninglessly. Maybe, for him, he is very happy at this time?"

Gao Jun has a lot of fallacies.

The Lincoln car drove out of the camp, and when the two were discussing where to go for fun, Barney Klus sitting in the back suddenly said, "Sir, that motorcycle behind us has been with us for a long time."

Gao Jun and Anatole's voices stopped abruptly. The former looked in the rearview mirror and saw a driver wearing a helmet and a black coat following behind, but looking from behind, he could see another person.

"Take it easy, I think we should switch places, boss."

Gao Jun unbuckled his seat belt, crawled towards the back seat and changed places with Barnicles, who held the steering wheel with his left hand, stared at the motorcycle tightly, "Calm down, listen to my command."

"Could there be pedestrians behind?" Anatoly asked nervously.

"When a person follows you for more than two minutes, it proves that he is harmful to you in a certain sense." The Soviet guy said.

In fact, the safest thing is to run back to the camp, but...

In that place, the combat effectiveness of soldiers is really not necessarily useful.

Buzz!
The motorcycle behind roared and was about to overtake!

When half a tire was approaching, Gao Jun opened the car door and pushed it violently.

Boom!
The motorcycle hit the car door directly, making a violent collision sound, and then saw the car door being knocked in the opposite direction, and the driver was knocked out. This time, it may not be easy to think about it.

"Boss, you're doing well... Be careful!" Barnicles was about to boast, when he suddenly saw an off-road vehicle approaching the road ahead, with a gun stretched out from the co-pilot, aiming at the Lincoln. .

Damn it!
The Soviet Union has not disintegrated yet.

Where did the scorpion submachine gun come from!
Barnicles held down Anatoly's head, "Don't brake, rush over, accelerate!"

pom pom pom pom...

The bullet knocked off the hood and hit the glass, making it impossible to see what was in front of him. In order to survive, Anatoly obediently stepped on the accelerator and slammed into it.

Knock the off-road vehicle that is blocking the road to one side.

Barnicles bit off an F-1 defensive grenade hidden in his pocket with his teeth, and threw it under the off-road vehicle.

Defensive grenade does not mean that it is not powerful.

With a bang of 60g TNT explosives, the rear of the off-road vehicle flew up, and then it seemed to ignite the mailbox. Suddenly, the whole vehicle was caught in a thick fire.

"I can't see the way ahead." Anatoly said in a panic. He is a judge, and he has never encountered such a thing before.

"Turn!" Gao Jun lay on the glass, saw a cross road ahead, and yelled, the other party subconsciously turned the steering wheel, and because of inertia, the hood was thrown out.

A new car delivered yesterday, and that's it for today.

"Go to the airport and meet Bancroft. I'll contact Diegoski and ask him to send a team over and give me the phone." Gao Jun lay on the back seat, curled up, and knocked on the co-pilot's seat. Motioned for Barnicles to hand him the phone in the plaque.

When the call got through, it was answered by a correspondent. He doesn't trust anyone now, and told him to ask Diegoski to answer the phone, "Hurry up! Sir, run faster, I'll buy you a drink, how about 10 kilograms of liquor?"

When the correspondent heard this, he hurriedly said to him to wait a moment, and Gao Jun seemed to hear his roar, "General, General!"

Well, work so hard, I will give you more later.

There was a scolding sound from Diegoski on the other end of the phone, but he still answered the phone, "Hello?"

"General, listen, someone is going to kill me, I'm going to Uncle Anatoly's house now, you send troops."

When Diegoski heard this, he was also anxious, "Yes, yes, just wait."

"Aren't you going to the airport?" Anatoly asked anxiously, "Why do you say go to my house?"

Gao Jun's expression is very cold, he doesn't trust anyone now!
Even if he and Diegoski have a blend of interests, but I can afford to cooperate with him, and others can afford to let him kill me.

He wanted to see what would happen.

Excessive trust will only accelerate your own death.

"Do you not believe him?" Anatoly realized.

"Tell me the phone number, I will let Aunt Sophia leave first."

The other party was also worried about his wife and children, so he reported a series of phone calls, and when Gao Jun called, he was quickly picked up.

Gao Jun took a deep breath, and was sorting out his words, when Anatole reached out to ask him for a phone number, "Give it to me."

After handing over the phone to him, the other party hurriedly shouted in Russian, completely incomprehensible. Obviously, Barnicles didn't have time to help translate at this time.

After dozens of seconds, Anatoly threw the phone back, "Now, where are we going?"

"Going to your house, I want to see if it's General Diegoski, but I think we need to change the car first, man, can you handle it?" This was said to Barnicles of.

"Of course, boss, have you seen that car? Move over." He pointed to a black Ural not far away and said, and Anatoly leaned over obediently.

There was a man sitting in the Ural, smoking a cigarette. When he saw the Lincoln parked beside him, he was stunned. This car is so cool!

Barnicles got out of the car, looked around, and leaned against the window, "Sir, can I pick up your car?"

"What did you say?"

Before the other party could react, Barnicles grabbed the other party's neck and pulled him over, covering his mouth and nose. After about twenty seconds, the other party's struggle was much less.

"You killed him?" Anatole said in horror.

"No, no, he's just unconscious, don't worry." Barnicles shook his head, dragged him down, threw him into the Lincoln car, and signaled the boss to come over. After everyone sat down, he kicked the accelerator and rushed out. .

"I'm a professional at this. I've been professionally trained on how to borrow other people's vehicles when operating behind enemy lines."

"Are you sure it's a loan?"

Barnicles nodded cautiously, "Of course, the other party will not refuse."

Anatoly didn't know what to say.

"You don't like it? Then I'll write an IOU next time."

"Don't write about Huozhong Company, write about KGB." Gao Jun sat in the back and heard this, and immediately jumped up, "The company doesn't have much expenses."

If they have the ability, let them go to the KGB to ask for it.

Anyway, Tinder doesn't have the budget.

roll!
The boss has no money.

...

Ten minutes later, when Ural drove not far from Anatole's house, the outside was still calm. Gao Jun checked his watch. At this point in time, if there was a murderer, he would have died more than a dozen times.

Is the Soviet Army really that bad?
"Someone is coming." Anatoly swallowed, looking at the distance, two black off-road vehicles got off seven or eight people, some of them were holding AK, standing at the door, shooting at the situation inside the house.

"OMG! OMG!"

Gao Jun's expression gradually darkened, was he betrayed?
After the armed men swept the magazines, they rushed in, intending to kill inside.

But just before they entered, in the woods opposite the villa, a BRDM amphibious armored reconnaissance vehicle got out alive, and the 14.5mm KPVT heavy machine gun fired at the house.

The 7.62MM coaxial machine gun on the side also provides firepower, and the coordination is very smooth. After all, heavy machine guns cannot shoot all the time, and the barrel is too much to bear. Just taking advantage of this gap, the latter is added.

this looks...

Like a seasoned warrior!
The bullet passed through the glass, and the iron door, which had already been ravaged, couldn't help but fell to the ground. The militants inside who were searching the living room were bloody from the beating on the spot.

The 14.5mm bullet can smash people into pieces (I have seen it, it is miserable.)
After the heavy machine gun started to tremble, the rate of fire slowly slowed down, and gradually stopped at the end.

When the heavy machine gun standing on the top took off his helmet, Gao Jun saw clearly that it was Tonikov. Before he could stabilize his emotions, he heard Anatoly exclaim, "Thorpe!"

It turned out that the coaxial machine gun shooter was Anatoly's eldest son.

The two looked at each other, then clapped their hands.

 ps: [-] words per chapter will resume tomorrow, and the outline is ready.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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