My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 127 Boss, Your SpongeBob SquarePants Head Is So Big!

Tonikov leaned against the edge of the door and stared at Bancroft, who was diagonally opposite the door. The other party held an RPK in one hand, loaded the drum, and fired at the stairs coming up in a kneeling position.

The "World Famous Painting Mona Lisa's Smile" hanging on the wall, that face was mutilated by bullet holes.

There was a rebel running very fast in front of him, his head was exposed, and it was swept away like a watermelon, and he rolled down the stairs heavily.

The rebels were taken aback, chatting loudly in slang.

After a while of silence, several smoking grenades were thrown over in a parabola.

Bancroft turned around and leaned against the wall. At this corner, it is difficult for the fragments that exploded to fly 90 degrees, so it is relatively safe.

Tonikov wanted to take advantage of this gap to maintain firepower, but as soon as he poked out the gun, his pupils suddenly widened, and he saw his chest sucking, and he shouted, "RPG!!!"

"call out…"

The whistling sound of the rear wing was very harsh in this narrow space.

Tonikov rushed into the room, Gao Jun dragged his head and forced him back a few meters, raised his head, and was horrified to see the rockets flying past the corridor door, as if he was saying hello.

A few seconds later, it hit the wall, and after a loud explosion, the entire corridor became much cooler.

Transparent!

And the gang of rebels took advantage of this time to kill directly, Gao Jun stared at the other party, the other party was also startled, and hurriedly turned the gun, while Boris, who was standing on the bed, spun straight away. Beat the opponent to death.

"Bancroft! Fire suppression!" Tonikov roared.

Gao Jun suddenly realized that they should be equipped with radios, otherwise they basically rely on shouting to communicate, which is a unique feature of African troops.

Hearing his yelling, the Yankee shook his head, clutched his chest, and sweated from the pain. The shock wave of this rocket was quite powerful. According to his experience, his ribs were either broken or cracked.

Just as he was about to get up, he heard rapid gunshots behind him. Yevgeny fired with a submachine gun, with his mouth half-opened, like a Rambo, sweeping as he walked.

Four or five rebels in the corridor were killed on the spot. He stood at the door, "Tony, we want to occupy the firepower point and wait for reinforcements here. Will the government troops come when they hear the news? There are still rebels below!"

Tonikov looked left and right, pushed a table into the corridor, walked forward for about four or five meters, put it in the middle, bent over and ran back, and signaled that Bancroft's machine gun was on the way. Set up three meters behind, as long as someone comes up, they will definitely be blocked. If they don't push away, they are the target!

On the battlefield, people have to use their brains flexibly.

The era of relying solely on personal force to dominate the battlefield is rarely possible. In this kind of local war, weapons and team combat literacy are more reflected.

Rambo?

Can you find anyone like him in American history?

But you will find a way, and so will the gang of rebels. They found that the firepower in the corridor was very fierce, so they threw a few Molotov cocktails into it, and ignited the entire corridor in one go.

"Damn! Black dogs can use their brains?" Gao Jun held his nose, took off his shirt and shirt, tore them into several pieces, then poured some water on them, and handed them to Tonikov.

But so many people are not enough, you can't take off your underwear, right?
"Go out in the future, bring some gas masks!" Gao Jun yelled at Boris, pointing to his head, "Remember to remind me!" He tore off his suit pants worth hundreds of dollars.

Boris stared.

"Look at what?"

"Boss, your SpongeBob SquarePants head is a bit big!"

"Go to hell!"

Gao Jun cursed, and tore the suit pants forcefully, but the quality was really good. In desperation, he had to use a lighter to tear a seam, and then pulled it hard to tear it open.

With trousers on his face, Gao Jun opened the windows.

At most, this incendiary bomb will create some smoke and trouble, and if it wants to kill, it is still almost.

There is nothing combustible in the corridor.

Do you think that everyone is a "burner" in the plantation industry.

Only a few corpses smelled of burning.

Gao Jun looked at his watch, showing anxiety, "Where's the government army? The support isn't here yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard fierce gunshots coming from outside the window!

Boris trotted over, squatted in a corner and looked out, and saw government troops in military uniforms driving armored vehicles over and shooting at the rebels.

"Sir, support is here!"

Gao Jun leaned over and saw the rebels fleeing below. He raised his head, and as soon as he raised his head, he saw the anti-aircraft machine gun on the armored vehicle rushing over.

The 30-centimeter-thick wall was almost pierced through, and he was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, the hairs on his back stood up, and his scalp was numb.

"Don't look up." Boris said hastily, reaching out his hand.

What is the government army, do you think they are really peacekeeping?They are defending their own rule, and bullets have no eyes. If the rebels break into the mansion and kill the president, they are the official.

Do you think?
This is Africa!
The government forces quickly drove off the rebels and reoccupied the hotel. The rebel flag that had been erected in the middle was quickly put down again, and the official flag of Senegal was erected again.

A group of heavily armed members of the Senegalese Special Response Team walk up the steps, armed with M16 assault rifles.

"Yuri, American, American (fake passport)" Gao Jun shouted with his passport in his hand, and threw it over. The people on the other side opened their eyes and signaled them to put down their weapons in English.

"French is the official language in Senegal, but basically government personnel can speak English, and many people who have gone to school can speak English.

In fact, the selection requirements for special forces are very high. For example, the GRU special operations team requires you to have a college degree, be between 22 and 28 years old, and be proficient in two foreign languages. In order to enter the pre-selection group, and then physical training and technical and tactical training.

African Special Forces…

Also very hanging.

At least people don't need makeup at all in the dark, as long as they don't smile, it's hard to spot.

Of course, this is a discriminatory joke.

The selection process for South African Special Forces Recce is sometimes referred to as "The Ultimate Challenge" and is considered one of the most difficult Special Forces selection courses in the world.As their motto paraphrases: We fear nothing but God, the first and last men to die in the Frontier Wars were members of the [-]st Scouting Regiment.

There is also the Algerian Special Intervention Group, the Tunisian Army Special Forces, the Nigerian Armed Forces Special Forces... many of them have actual combat experience.

And the record is impressive.

Of course, occasionally a few hostages die, which is within the standard of death.

Gao Jun raised his hand obediently.

He was not in a daze, did he even fight with the government army?

Then Senegal is his burial place.

Three special soldiers came over and pressed him against the wall. Gao Jun yelled, "Take it easy, I want to see your commander!"

When they saw the RPK machine gun on the ground, the corners of their eyes twitched. These people's weapons were very powerful.

Also saw a bazooka launcher dropped on the ground.

I felt that this was not a group of ordinary Americans, and quickly ordered someone to "escort" them down. Of course, the weapons were temporarily seized.

When he came out of the hotel, Gao Jun couldn't help taking a breath of air.

This is full of gunpowder particles.

"Damn it, the air in this place is not fresh at all. I'll go to Mauritius for vacation when I'm done!" Gao Jun muttered.

The soldier behind hit him lightly on the shoulder blade with the butt of his gun, and scolded him not to speak.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Lincoln also served as a legal adviser to the underworld.

"Sir!" A soldier ran towards the armored vehicle, saluted a lieutenant colonel, then pointed at Gao Jun, and babbled a lot.

The lieutenant colonel turned his head, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looked like a good face seeking to usurp the throne. He held Gao Jun's passport in his hand, opened his eyes, "Nicholas Yuri?"

"Yes, sir."

"What are you doing in Dakar?"

"Come to do business, I'm a businessman."

"A businessman with a light machine gun?" The lieutenant colonel was not very satisfied with his answer.

"I'm selling light machine guns. Those are my goods. It should be normal for me to carry them?"

The lieutenant colonel felt being teased, frowned, and said disgustedly, "Another war vulture!"

"No, no, I'm legal. I also have business dealings with the US government. My reputation is good. I will not sell weapons to children under the age of 16." Gao Jun said firmly.

The 16-year-old Mao boy can't afford the money.

What if you can afford it?
Then you are not 16 years old when you are here with me.

personal I.D?

No, no, the above is inaccurate.

"I think they have very few weapons, just an assault rifle? Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, this is not suitable for special forces. I am willing to sponsor 40 Makarov pistols. Don't worry, they are pure Soviet products. It's not the rotten goods in the black market, those bastards don't have noble blood." Gao Jun is more of a social cow, even if he looks like he is under the fence now, he still has to say a few words of salesmanship.

The other party was taken aback by these words.

It's not that he has never seen an arms dealer.

It has been nine years since the Casamance de Uras claimed independence in 1982 and staged an armed rebellion.

Ants on the road were even crushed to death by bullet casings!

When the war broke out, thousands of warmongers poured in. They were like hyenas, and they bit the carrion clean. Again, this problem could have been resolved through peaceful negotiations, because of the addition of the shit stirrer , can't be turned into peace!
His peers are much more experienced than Gao Jun.

In 1985, the government army was negotiating with the Casamance Diura tribe, and even brought in elders and others from other tribes to witness it.

But that same night, a group of armed men in Senegalese uniforms raided their hotel, killing whoever they were.

Oh open!

Even after the incident, the government troops had to kneel down and swear to God that they hadn't done it, but not everyone in the rebel camp wanted peace. They held the banner of revenge and rekindled the flames of war.

Behind every dollar...

All covered in blood!

"If possible, I would like to sponsor a certain amount of weapons for the special forces every year. This is a gift from the United States." Gao Jun deliberately put the word "America" ​​in his voice, not saying it was his own intention.

It is to let the other party put themselves and the US government together.

In this era of lagging information dissemination, it is easiest to be a liar. Have you ever heard of water turning into gasoline?

This era is crazy!
Sure enough, when the lieutenant colonel heard this, his eyes froze, and he just looked at Gao Jun. The latter put on a confident look, and a word appeared in his mind: agent!

There are many agents of various countries in Senegal, such as France, Britain, Germany, etc. Some of them are even called military advisory groups.

However, there are some companies that deal with people in an aboveboard manner. These are all open secrets.

America's...agent?

How is it an Asian?

But as soon as the thought turned in my mind, it disappeared.

I have to say that the war of American hegemony still made his reputation shocking all around, and also contributed to the "American Dream" of many people. Government work, relatively there will be certain treatment.

Of course, the premise is that you don't meet the only few organizations, they like Yankees the most.

"Can I meet General Nubian?" Gao Jun wanted to meet the leader of the opponent.

Just as the lieutenant colonel was about to refuse, he felt a bunch of banknotes stuffed into his hand. He looked down and saw a handful of US dollars!

"I'm sorry, I came in a hurry, and I didn't have much cash with me. You can report it to me, and I'll get labor money afterwards." Gao Jun said in a low voice.

"Ha ha…"

"Mr. Yuri, not every country's soldiers will be corrupted, and there are some people who are willing to live for their faith!" The lieutenant colonel said sternly.

Gao Jun's face froze.

What the hell, I can't be so unlucky, have I met such an upright person?

This is even less than meeting a woman from a good family in the red light district.

The most annoying thing is to talk to this group of people who have a bottom line.

Just when Gao Jun's mind began to spin rapidly, and he began to think about how to persuade the other party, he heard the lieutenant colonel say, "Those soldiers are very cheap, how much am I worth as a lieutenant colonel?"

"I want money, money, money!"

Oh shit!

You know, can dogs be changed to eat shit?
How could the spirit of patriotism appear in Africa?

In Africa, it is rare to hear generals who died in the line of duty for their country. Their ultimate goal seems to be to amass money and coup d'état. Cousins ​​overthrow cousins, nephews overthrow uncles.

The whole of Africa is very lively.

"Of course! How about $1000? Just put my name on it, and I'll give it to you. If you're interviewed, I'll give you another $500. If you make a deal, I'll give you $3000!"

The lieutenant colonel was very satisfied with the price given by Gao Jun.

Yeah.

This money is worthy of his rank of lieutenant colonel.

Climb up by yourself...

Just for this moment!

As for whether it will be done?
He is in charge of the special forces, so you know that there are people above him.

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