Chapter 10： : 1 warehouse, sold by ton

Tang Dao was not asleep at all.

It's not that this deserted village is scary, but the wailing and despair of the pair of men and women before they died, lingering in his mind, he rolled on the bed for a long time, and then fell asleep exhausted in mental tension, but he felt As soon as I fell asleep, I heard the door knocking.

Shocked, he raised his right shoulder in fright, and realized that after someone knocked on the door, Tang Dao softly covered his forehead, scolded his mother, and got up to open the door.

Osborne was still raising his hand, seeing his boss's scarlet eyes, he put it down with a sneer, "Boss, that black...black tire let you pass."

"Got it." Tang Dao's voice was a little hoarse because he didn't have a good rest. After bending down to tie his shoelaces, he rubbed his eyes and walked towards the big truck.

Tire was holding a can, saw him coming, picked up the can and threw it over, and asked casually, "How was your rest yesterday?"

"Very good." Tang Dao glanced at the hillside in the distance, the two corpses were buried there, his thumb caught the pull ring, and when he pulled it hard, a smell of marinated beef rushed to his head. I couldn't take it anymore, my face twitched, "Damn it, what does it smell like?"

"Authentic European dairy beef." Tyre tapped the tank with his fingers and said with a smile, "In Ukraine, you can get a well-maintained AK47. If you have a good mouth and a good mouth, you can even send an RPG-7 .”

so valuable?

Doesn't that mean I'm eating a "nutritious meal" worth hundreds of dollars?

It can't be wasted. Tang Dao has never been so extravagant. He pinched his nose and tried a mouthful.

Tang Dao glanced at the food under the tire, "Give me a piece of bread, thank you."

"You have to fill your stomach. The 2nd Border Defense Division has nothing to prepare for you." Old Hei said with a smile.

"How many of us will go later?"

"Four or five people are enough, you bring a box of goods for them to taste."

Tang Dao nodded, and took a bite of the bread.

When the sun turned slightly sideways, it was around seven o'clock before he knew it. Tang Dao took Osborne on the tires of the old-fashioned jeep. On the mountain road, almost bumpy nausea, this technology... I greet your grandma.

The 2nd Border Defense Division is stationed 70 kilometers north of Lviv, an important town in western Ukraine.

Outside the camp, Tang Dao saw Grigory Alimovi Kurishenko, chief of staff of the 2nd division in the tire hole, a Ukrainian man with a horizontal development, and his military uniform could hardly fit his big belly Oh, the Ukrainian national emblem is crooked on the big-brimmed hat. This... is it really a soldier of the combat unit?

Grigory was very excited when he saw the tire and gave him a big hug. However, as soon as he walked in, Tang Dao could smell the alcohol on his body.

"Hey, child, long time no see, I feel like I miss you to death."

Tire also patted the other party's shoulder lightly, and after a few chats with a smile, he pushed Tang Dao out, "This is my friend. He is from Warsaw. He has something you are interested in."

"Nice to meet you, Grigory Alimov." Tang Dao stretched out his hand with a smile. He had done his homework before coming. Ukrainian names are preceded by the first name, the middle is the father's name, and the last is the last name. If you are calling each other between peers, you should add the other's father's name. This is a kind of respect. Only calling by first name is the behavior between elders and relatives. If you call them wrong, it is easy to cause misunderstanding.

Sure enough, the old Ukrainian man smiled like a flower. After straightening his clothes, he reached out and held Tang Dao. He was also a chatterbox, "Mr. Nicholas is Chinese? This is rare, but I like Chinese food very much, unfortunately , The Chinese restaurants in Kyiv are all run by some YD people, when I think of them feeding me with their ass-wiping hands, I feel like throwing up."

"Then when you have the opportunity to come to Poland, I will definitely let you taste the most authentic Chinese food. It is definitely the most delicious in the world." Tang Dao is still a few centimeters taller than Grigory, so his eyes are squinting Look down.

"We'll definitely be good friends."

"No." Tang Dao's expression froze, and then he smiled brightly, "We are brothers, and we will never forget Davari's help to us. We will always be brothers."

Davari?

Tire looked at Grigory, who was blushing from excitement, and Tang Dao, who also had a serious face. The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Both of them are so good at acting.

An arms dealer talking about history?

And the corrupt generals are remembering the martyrs?

The tires felt like their scalps were numb, and they shook their buttocks beside them, and they couldn't listen anymore, but fortunately, these two guys knew that this moment was not suitable for nostalgia, so they changed the subject and got down to business.

"Nicholas, according to the request, I have to look at your goods first." Grigory rubbed his hands, "I'm very embarrassed" said.

"Of course." Tang Dao smiled and snapped his fingers. Osborne took a box behind him and put it on the ground. On the box was written in Chinese: "Dichlorvos!" Of course, they couldn't understand the Chinese characters .

Osborn tore off the tape with his fingernails, and a strong... smell of wine was in the air.

After being put down from the box, Grigory never looked away. His dog nose has already smelled the smell. There are no Soviet men who are not good at drinking. Judging from the previous history, there is nothing that cannot be solved by alcohol. .

Tang Dao proposed a bottle and handed it over, "Here, the baijiu from our hometown tastes very strong, try it."

"Gulu."

Grigory rolled his throat and said politely, but his body was very honest. After taking the wine, he couldn't wait to unscrew it, and poured it with his head held high. The worried Osborne's calf was weak. One box is specially made, 60% of which is industrial alcohol. If you drink it dry, can you still stand?

Obviously the British underestimated the combat effectiveness of the Soviets.

Grigory dried a third of it in one breath, his body just shook slightly, rolled his eyes, hiccupped, licked his lips, and frowned, as if thinking about it, "Why does this taste wrong? "

"There's nothing wrong with it. It's a special product, and it's rare in Eastern Europe." Tang Dao didn't blink his eyes when he talked about it. Anyway, it's enough to fool around to death. He spread his hands, "What do you think?"

"It smells weird." Grigory frowned.

Tang Dao glanced at his mouth, and muttered in his heart, "Can it be weirder than engine oil and refrigerant? At least this is a bar. UU Reading "

The Ukrainian rubbed his chin, hesitated for a moment, then clapped his hands, "Okay, I'll show you my goods." He was very rude and stuffed the remaining half bottle of wine into the pocket of his military uniform, with his hands behind his back, right in front of him. Leading the way, the soldiers of the 2nd Division passing by saluted, but they also looked at Tang Dao and his party curiously, with expectations, anger, hope and reluctance in their eyes.

Walking along the camp, Tang Dao also found that the military discipline of the 2nd Division was very lax, and the BMP-2 infantry fighting vehicles parked nearby were covered with dust, which had only been equipped with the troops for a few years, which made him heartbroken. Why don't you give it to me, it's all US dollars.

He took a sneak peek, and the guide price given by the world's first three-generation infantry fighting vehicle system is [US$2.1 million to US$3.3 million], of which the YD region has the highest price.

"Waste, waste." Tang Dao murmured, shuffling his feet, and followed behind Grigory reluctantly. The latter took them to a warehouse with a sign on it. A thumb-thick lock, and a soldier next to him took out a bunch of keys to open it.

creak creak...

The rolling shutter door of the warehouse door was a little rusty, and as soon as it was pulled open, Tang Dao and the others were instantly shocked by the scene in front of them.

In the nearly 700-square-meter warehouse, there are all guns.

There is the undefeated antique AK-47 born in 1965, the AK-74 known as "the father of the bionic gun", and the AKS-74U that came out to work as a minor (small), and you can't see it all at a glance.

"There are about 2,500 rifles here, and the price is very cheap. I will sell you a whole warehouse. Just give me 3...30,000 bottles of the wine, and you will take them away."

Grigory waved his hand, and when he mentioned the price, he paused, pretending to be very generous.

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