Chapter 653： :direct

The stinger is so useful in street fighting.

Hiding in a dark place, seeing the helicopter, aiming, launching, who can hide?

Mexico has been shot down with 4 MD530 helicopters and directly lost more than 10 people. The most unacceptable thing is that they also posted photos of the corpses in newspapers.

When Mister saw the photos in the newspaper, he immediately understood the reason that these Mexicans lacked body bags, so he sold them to a family at a very low price of 25 dollars each. There are 5,000 peddlers. Of course, these materials are only made of the lowest quality materials. However, wouldn’t it be enough to hold a corpse?

He mainly pays wholesale prices, but Mist also does some tricky business. As long as he gives money, he can sell whoever is in Sinaloa, where, and how the defense is. During wartime, intelligence is the most important.

But there are also some sequelae, that is, he is afraid to go out alone now.

Or stay on base as much as possible.

Boom boom boom.

There was a knock on the door, Mister put down a stack of documents on the table, crossed his hands, and called to come in, and saw the temporary secretary walk in, "Sir, there is an order, I need you to look at it."

"Bring it."

The secretary handed over the document, and Mist took it and looked it up and down. He was buying two tanks! This made him frown. This kind of thing should actually belong to the krypton gold products of "RMB" players. In addition to being expensive, think about it, a cannon with a caliber of hundreds of millimeters can almost collapse a building. He looked at the buyer.

"Sapir Alva?" Mist read the name.

The name is quite Central European, but he doesn't remember this person, maybe, this is the white glove of a certain force? It is very possible that what he wants is Yingjiang's M60A3 main battle tank. The savior company has to transfer it from the United States. You have to ask others to get it, and you may not be able to get it. "Ultimate Patton" sells very well overseas. High, no worries about buyers.

"This weapon is not available. If he is willing to wait, the company will need time to dispatch it in a month's time," Mister said.

The secretary hurriedly said, "The buyer said that they hope to bring two vehicles that can withstand a certain amount of firepower and be used for assault."

What the hell, you can stack 10 bulletproof vests on your body. As long as the armor is deep enough, the ADC can’t kill me. Mister really wants to sell the company’s bulletproof glass. Although Leona’s research team Bulletproof glass has been developed, but the sales volume is not very good. Even if we cooperate with several large car companies, they are "serious people" after all. Who would install bulletproof glass on the car for no reason.

The world, after all, is generally safe.

"I remember that we don't have two BTR-80 armored personnel carriers in the warehouse. You ask him if he wants it. It's 3.2 million U.S. dollars, just take it away." Mist just said here, the phone on the table rang, He waved his hand at the secretary and signaled her to wait first, "Hello? I'm Mister, what? You speak up, you want 500 rounds? The goods are too small, I won't send them, God bless you, if you die , please put US dollars in your pocket, we will collect the body for you."

He hung up the phone cursing, these **** like to do nonsense, 500 rounds of ammunition, not enough gas.

"Let's continue to say that debts are not allowed now. You should make it clear to him that the money must be paid in one lump sum." Mister said, the secretary agreed, but he waved him away. He had other things to do , After the secretary went out and closed the door, Mister looked at his watch, bent down, opened the drawer, took out a file bag from it, went to the safe, and fiddled with it a few times. Various currencies, such as U.S. dollars, Mexican pesos, French currency, etc., he took out 5 stacks of Mexican pesos from it, sealed the opening, and then walked out of the office.

Give this to your confidant Ma Zi, "Put this thing in the old place and let him talk well."

The confidant nodded, took the money, and left. He drove a slightly more ordinary car down there, and drove towards the hospital in the distance. After parking the car, he looked around. There are so many people, they all went to pick up private jobs, people like Sinaloa were injured, and they definitely couldn't come to the hospital. The confidant threw the bag in the trash can at the entrance of the hospital lobby, and then hid aside and watched.

About ten minutes later, a bald fat man came over, looked around, and then put his head into the trash can very familiarly, took out the file bag from it, opened it, looked at it, his face was happy, Put it in your arms and leave.

the next day.

Mexico’s largest news newspaper, The Gazette, published an article on the front page, which was all about a sentence that the Mexican government said at a press conference before, “The reason why Mexico is in chaos and the war has not ended is because the capital Not allowed, some companies intervene in the war with a disgusting and disgusting posture, we protest!"

The "Gazette" has two simple sentences, "Don't add your own incompetence to a company that doesn't exist. Even the flour tycoons have more internal solidarity than you."

You see, if you have money, you can have public opinion.

This is not called bribery, this is called activity funds, that's what the boss said, every industry is all about money in the end.

Life, born to live, 99.9% of the world's people are at this level, and the rest are destined. Sometimes, what is not born, will be gone in this life. The greed of human nature should be said to be helpless Reflect, if it is not forced by life, who would want to be full of talent?

This article caused an uproar, but Mister still sat firmly on the Diaoyutai. The Savior Company has "integrated" into Mexico, which is one of the reasons why the other party dared not say it clearly at the press conference.

The prosperity of the world is all for profit; the world is full of hustle and bustle, all for profit.

…

Han Shen drooped his head, his lips were already chapped, he hadn't had water or food for nearly 24 hours, his brain was starting to empty, all he wanted now was water, or rather, that **** would give him a knife!

Just when he was in a daze Hearing the sound of the car, he raised his head with all his strength, and when he saw the license plate number, his eyes widened.

This is a special car for the federation, and he even drove it. The person sitting here must be a big boss from the association. He must have come to save himself. This originally quiet heart was beating very fast, and then he saw an old man Walking down from the top, his eyes lit up, and he shouted with all his strength, "Uncle Qi!"

The old man glanced at him and was startled when he saw that he was tied up, but he quickly cleared up his expression and walked towards the house under the guidance of Robert next to him. His eyes didn't even look at him at all. , This made Han Shen feel cold all of a sudden, the expression on his face was very rich, maybe it was embarrassment, maybe it was resentment, and it was also a little... fearful.

Uncle Qi finally met this famous arms dealer in Africa and Europe. He was dressed very simply, even in pajamas?

"Hello, Tang Sheng." Uncle Qi said in Mandarin with a Cantonese accent.

"Hello." Tang Dao stood up and shook hands with him. As an old man, respecting the old and loving the young is his moral character. He is very noble. He pointed to Han Shen outside and said, "Five million heads, two limbs. million."

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