Chapter 94： : This is how business is done.

Aidid carried the blame, but he didn't even make a sound, as if he was dumb.

This made many mind-watching "agents" start to make up their minds.

Did this guy really acquiesce?

In fact, this is just Tang Dao's "relationship" in place.

3 NSV machine guns, 20 rocket launchers, and 7 M1939 37mm anti-aircraft guns produced by the Eighth Artillery Factory in Kaliningrad, the Soviet Union. Regardless of the age of this towed anti-aircraft gun, it is still based on the Bofors 40mm artillery in Sweden improved on. But the gun was the main light anti-aircraft weapon of the Soviet Army in World War II.

Try flying your helicopter at low altitude.

See how many rounds you can carry.

This thing is the battlefield ivy, and it can be seen in the Iraq war later, but it is getting old after all.

But Aidid is rare!

He has seen the cleaning ability of the Savior Company's doe, and he is particularly afraid of "coffins with propellers hanging on them", so he has almost a kind of blind trust in anti-aircraft guns. I have such a high rate of fire, you should not be able to fly Alright.

Aidid is also guarding against Tang Dao.

Therefore, when he heard the other party's request to "cooperate" with him, of course he readily agreed. Anyway, he was just pretending to be dumb, and he had never seen such a good way to make money.

Isn't it just a scapegoat?

Anyway, I don't like Bernard. That guy chased him several times and asked him to place an order from Bega to buy a pistol from Sig, but what's the use of looking good? The operation is too complicated, and a gun costs 500 US dollars, do you think it is equipped for the US military?

He didn't know how this idiot came to North Africa to sell this weapon.

This stupid man is dead when he dies.

But he didn't know that he just entered this vortex and was used as a shield by others.

I don't know who is the idiot.

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Grant changed into civilian clothes, tucked a Ruger P-85 pistol in his back, and he also wore a body armor, which was also a precaution.

A Hummer was waiting outside, so he took a look and asked the adjutant to change the car.

What are you kidding, drive a Humvee out here in Somalia?

You can be tough with many people, but he alone doesn't know how he was beaten to death.

The adjutant found him a motorcycle, it was a bad one, and it was trembling when he rode it. Instead, Grant got on it very familiarly. He used to be a well-known cowboy in the east.

The motorcycle was much more low-key, driving towards the fifty-kilometer airport. Although the road was full of bumps and bumps, it was smooth. When he arrived at the airport, he had already wasted an hour.

chug chug!

Just as he was about to ride over, a string of bullets hit him in front of him, splashing the muddy ground, which startled Grant so much that he stopped quickly and shouted, "I'm here to find Nicholas."

As he spoke, he looked carefully. There was already a wall around the fifty-mile airport, and there were even a few commanding heights. Someone could be vaguely seen flashing past above, and judging from the damage area of ​​the soil on the ground, it was probably a heavy machine gun.

Grant broke out in a cold sweat.

You tell someone to stop and use a heavy machine gun?

If you are not careful, you will go to God to report.

While he was observing, Robert also came out with a few employees, and the two of them just looked at each other, and the latter said solemnly, "Grant...Mr., please take out the weapon, and we will return it when you leave. you."

Grant lifted his clothes and handed the pistol over. He did it simply. Anyway, looking at the other party's posture, if he disagrees, he still needs to be searched. It's better to cooperate and suffer less. Robert nodded in satisfaction, "Please follow me Come."

Naturally, some employees of the motorcycle will drive aside.

This is not the first time that Grant has come to the "Fifty Kilometers" airport, but when he came here, the place was deserted and only a few so-called airline cargo planes landed, but now, the array of neat bungalows and the construction site are particularly lively .

Moreover, the Soviet goods inside are also placed casually, including tanks, armored vehicles, and artillery, which are eye-catching.

Grant didn't say a word, but it could be seen from his trembling eyelashes that he was not at peace. After Robert led him around, he walked to the office, knocked on the door, and pushed it away, "Boss Lieutenant Colonel Grant is here."

Tang Dao was shaking the African foldback tortoise, and he patted his head lightly when he heard the words, "Sam, here is a guest, you stay here." He held the latter into the water tank with both hands, pulled out the paper , wiped his hands, with a smile on his face, "Welcome, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel."

Two people meet again in a different position at a different time.

Gran, he swears, he really wants to punch the other person's head, he feels that the other person's smile is full of hypocrisy, disgusting, he directly ignored Tang Dao's outstretched hand, pulled away the chair, and just sat down , holding hands, "You asked me to come, you didn't come here to listen to your nonsense, did you?"

Robert and Osborne were about to step forward to drag him, but Tang Dao waved his hand and sat across from him without being annoyed, "I am sincerely making friends with Mr. Grant..."

"No, I don't want to! I wouldn't make friends with an arms dealer, it would be a disgrace."

"I think you have deeply misunderstood me."

Tang Dao leaned back slightly, crossed his legs, and spread his hands, "I'm just a businessman, why do you stare at me alone, if our goods can't be shipped, my employees can't pay wages, we all have to Starve to death, do you think, are you being fair to us?"

Grant was speechless when asked, and finally seemed to be playing a rogue, "This world is not fair..."

"Yes! It's not fair at all. It's like, now, are you a friend and coffee, or are you an enemy, waiting to collect your daughter's body?" Tang Dao also simply put it bluntly, with this uneducated white man. Direct is better.

"You're threatening a U.S. lieutenant colonel!" Grant stood up and roared loudly, slapping the table, extremely angry.

"But you are cutting off the life of a military businessman. I have no money to make, and your whole family will accompany me to see God." Tang Dao looked up at him and said word by word, pressing his hand, "Calm down, sir, We just want to eat, why are you pushing us like this? You turn a blind eye, don't you just pass by? Also, I heard that your wife wants Jenny, right, it's called Jenny Let her go to the best school? Of course it’s okay, no problem, I can contract the expenses, don’t tell me it’s hard to get in, as long as the dollar starts to speak, the truth must learn to squat You say Woolen cloth?"

Have a family and do stupid things.

This Grant obviously thought that Tang Dao still talked about "benevolence, righteousness and morality" and "disasters are not as good as family members".

Don't be kidding, whoever climbs up doesn't have a lot of bones under his feet. The so-called propriety, integrity, morality and benevolence are just a very small number of people who want to tame you.

Since ancient times, it has been the winner and the loser.

If you can't let go of your kindness, you will be a leek, waiting to be cut.

Grant is obviously not a person who can sacrifice his whole family to martyrdom. He has weaknesses, and he is being grabbed by the enemy heavily and slowly crushed. What else can he do except howl?

If it weren't for his identity, Tang Dao would have thrown him to the incineration plant in Somalia long ago.

"I want 2 million US dollars." He lowered his head and said in a calm voice, his face tangled for a long time.

This appetite is big enough!

After Tang Dao was startled, he spread his hands, "no problem (no problem), but I want you to meet someone first, and Robert will bring our guests."

"Yes, boss."

"Mr. Grant, you must know this person." Tang Dao patted the table lightly and blinked, quite mysteriously.

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