Chapter 890: Profiteers

For Gao Yang, what is important now is not to discuss Fellini ’s sideline business, but to put away the indispensable things first.
Gao Yang pointed to the two houses allocated to them and said, "We live where, but it is said that it is easy to lose things here, so we have to look at the equipment. Okay, who wants to leave something looking at us?"
Gao Yang must be more cautious, knowing that the equipment on each of them is worth at least 100,000 US dollars, and a low-light night vision device is at least 40,000 US dollars, not to mention a lot of treasures that can't be added at all, such as the Gao Yang gun. The thermal imaging night vision device is already his rifle itself.
It is inconvenient to buy a gun with a large bag, so Gao Yang still hopes that someone can look at the equipment and then go lightly to purchase, but unfortunately no one wants to stay, because everyone wants to come in person to choose a gun.
Even if you know that your comrades ’eyes will not be bad, and you will not get a gun of questionable quality, but you still have to pay attention to your eyes. It is always something you pick out, which makes it easy and comfortable in your heart.
Seeing that no one was willing to stay, Gao Yang smiled bitterly and said, "Well, then everyone will be fine."
Immediately next to the three arms dealers, Gao Yang pointed to the nearest board room and said, "Where to go first, it is said to be the same."
A dozen of them carried a big bag, carrying the small bag, and rushed to the blue roofed board room. The door was half open. Gao Yang knocked on the door and pushed the door straight in.
The air conditioner is turned on in the room, but it is not well sealed, and even in an air-conditioned room, it is not very cool. It's just tolerable. A shirtless, muscular man leans against the sofa. Feet on a camp bed in front of him, holding a dude while watching.
After discovering Gao Yang, the shirtless man exposed his eyes from the back of the magazine and said angrily: "What are you doing?"
Gao Yang waved his hand and said: "Buy a gun, ak47, want a new one. Okay."
"The Czech Republic produced m58 in 1977, or Romania in 1985. They are all new guns that have not been unboxed. They are all 2,000 US dollars, and the bullets are 1,000 US dollars per box. They are made in Romania. They are not retail."
After the languid man said lazily, he turned his attention back to the magazine, and when Yang Yang heard it, he immediately wanted to scold the profiteers.
m58 is the Czech version of ak47, the quality is not bad, the Romanian ak is of good quality, but it is not worth two thousand dollars anyway, as for the bullet. Gao Yang doesn't know how many rounds of a thousand dollars, if a thousand dollars can only buy a small iron box with a thousand rounds, then. There is nothing more to say, this is an open grab.
"A box of more bullets?"
"One thousand, all produced in 77."
Gao Yang was speechless. He knew that the arms dealers in the Green Zone only lived here, instead of treating the people in the Green Zone as their main business objects. The idea of ​​making such a retail place in the Green Zone is to discount the meat on the legs of the mosquitoes. But to the extent that the business is done to such an extent, he still can not imagine.
Gao Yang didn't speak, but Grolev was angry, shouting: "Fak, are you treating us as fools? Even if you say that the is in the war zone, five hundred dollars is very expensive, two thousand dollars. A gun! One bullet per dollar, are you a rookie that we have never seen before! "
The strong man did not raise his head, nor did he look at Grolev, but just said: "Love to buy, not to buy."
Grolyf clenched his fists, and Yang Yang quickly pulled Lagrolev, and smiled bitterly: "Go, go, it's not worth it, we have other places to buy."
Grolyf grunted bitterly, and said to the man who was still behind him and didn't enter the house: "Go, you don't need to enter this broken place."
Gao Yang walked out of the area that was said to be occupied by Americans, shook his head, and smiled bitterly, then said to Grolev: "It is said that the three arms dealers here are the same, so it is estimated that we encountered this result, but, again Check it out. "
Right next to it was the Russian house. This time, Grolev advanced and pushed the door in. It was found that not all the rooms were full of various gun cases and ammunition boxes. A table was covered with a piece of cloth, and on the table were a few plates, two empty wine bottles, leftovers in the plates, a bunch of flies, and ammo boxes filled with chairs on both sides. The whole room looked like a The warehouse is not like a place to live.
There was no one in the room, and Grolev said loudly: "Anyone? The business is coming!"
"Come, who is it!"
As a lazy voice sounded, a man with a blue beard slowly came out from behind the pile of high ammunition boxes, stretched out, yawned, and leaned on the side of the ammunition box. After going on, Luobei looked at a few people in the room, rolled his eyes, and listlessly said, "Newcomer, what to buy, ak?"
Grolev nodded and said in Russian: "Yes, buy a few guns."
The beard waved his hand and said, "Don't speak Russian to me, I don't understand. I'm not a Russian, and say what you want."
Grolev said with a depressed face: "ak, bullet."
The beard knocked on the box with his hand and rubbed his mouth hard, then said lazily: "Twenty thousand a hand, akm, Russian goods, produced by the Izhevsk Machinery Factory, did you open the box? Yes, if you want more, I will open a box for you and guarantee it is new. "
The Izhevsk factory is logically the only factory with intellectual property rights to produce ak47, which can be said to be the only genuine product. However, this factory has just gone bankrupt because there are too many places to produce ak47 pirated
Grolev shook his head and said dumbly: "The gun made in Izhevsk is not bad, but it is not worth two thousand. In a place like Iraq, a thousand dollars should come to an end."
The beard yawned and said indifferently, "This is the market. Buy as you like, and get out if you don't buy. Don't bargain with me. Where are you going to be? Man, don't disturb me to sleep."
Groryov's face was angry, but he still held his anger and said: "What about bullets."
The beard shook his head and pointed at the bullet box with his toes: "Well, it's all there, m43, look at it yourself, it's almost the same."
Grolev looked at the stack of bullet boxes and twisted his head. He said, "All in 1955?"
Luo Beard shrugged his shoulders and said, "Maybe, tell you, the goods are similar."
Grolev took a breath and said in a deep voice, "How much is it."
"One thousand and one boxes, oh, a tin box, a thousand boxes, not a big box, don't make a mistake."
Grolyov finally couldn't help it, and said angrily: "You profiteer, I will endure the gun. This 55-year army remand is bigger than my age, and you dare to sell one dollar a dollar. hair?"
The beard seems to have lost patience and said impatiently: "The boss has set the price, and again, love to buy, and if you don't buy, you will go! Don't want trouble."
If you do n’t use a knife or a gun, you really wo n’t. But as an old mercenary, Grolyov ca n’t stand the anger of being treated as an injustice, and now he twists his head and says,
Go, rather than use it. No money can be given to such profiteers. "
More than a dozen people left without speaking. At this time, only the last arms dealer was left. He said helplessly: "Come on, this is the last one. Expensive is expensive. Almost got it. We Go in. "
After walking a few steps, Gao Yang knocked on the black painted door. Before he opened the door, he heard someone in the room use a very gentle tone: "Please come in."
Gao Yang finally saw a normal, office-like place.
The room was not large, and a chair slipped along the wall, with a small desk in the middle, and a Middle Eastern man with a beard and a shaved face sitting behind him.
After seeing them go in, the Middle Eastern man in a white shirt and tie stood up from the chair and stretched out his hand to smile: "Please sit down, gentlemen, please sit down."
Grolyov did not sit down and went directly to the desk, said aggressively: "How much is ak, how to sell bullets!"
The white shirt stretched out his hand toward Grolev and smiled: "You can call me Salem, sir. Our ak and bullets are different in color and the price is different. Which one do you want? "
Grolyov finally received normal treatment like a normal customer. Looking at Salim ’s outstretched hand, Grolyov froze for a moment before holding Salim ’s hand, Shen Voice: "What do you have?"
With a smile on his face, Salem said: "The guns made in Eastern Europe guarantee the quality. One thousand and two thousand, large quantities are needed, more than one hundred and sixteen."
Grolev waved his hand and said, "Twelve."
"Okay ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Purchase in small quantities, one thousand in Eastern Europe, three magazines included, Chinese style 56, two thousand dollars, three magazines included, Russian production, two thousand five hundred The US dollar comes with four magazines, all of which are new items just opened! "
Salem is darker than the first two, but the attitude is good.
Grolev nodded and said, "What about bullets?"
"One thousand cases of bullets, but we have good goods here. The bullets produced by Huaxia, but the new ones that were shipped in 2005, but the price is slightly higher, $ 1,500 per box."
Gao Yang couldn't help crying out in his heart, it was really dark enough.
This kind of bullet can be used after being put on for several decades, but how to say, after a long period of time, it must be a bit affected. The new bullet will not encounter a dumb bullet after a thousand rounds, but it has survived. For decades of bullets, it may take 500 shots to catch up with a stink bullet. Although the overall probability is not large, the difference is relatively obvious.
However, whoever dared to sell a round of m43 steel shell bombs for one dollar was really black, but there was no way that other arms dealers earned this money. Do n’t buy it if it ’s too expensive. (To be continued)