Tang Dao didn't fall asleep at all.

It was not that this deserted village was scary, but the wailing and despair of the couple before their death lingered in his mind. He rolled on the bed for a long time before falling asleep tiredly due to mental stress, but he felt

As soon as I fell asleep, I heard a banging on the door.

He was so excited that he raised his right shoulder in fear. When he realized that someone was knocking on the door, Tang Dao covered his forehead, cursed mother, stood up and opened the door.

Osborne still raised his hand, and when he saw his boss's scarlet eyes, he lowered his hand with a sneer, "Boss, let me pass that black... black tire."

"I got it." Tang Dao's voice was a little hoarse because he didn't have a good rest. He bent down and tied his shoelaces, rubbed his eyes and walked towards the big truck.

Tire was holding a can. When he saw him coming, he 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, where the two corpses were buried. He stuck the pull ring with his thumb and pulled it hard. The smell of marinated beef rushed to his head.

I couldn't bear it, so my face twitched, "Damn, what does this smell like?"

"Authentic European dairy beef." Tire tapped the can with his finger and said with a smile, "You can get a well-maintained AK47 in Ukraine. If you are sharp-tongued and good at oral skills, you can even get an RPG-7.

."

So valuable?

Doesn’t that mean I’m eating a “nutritious meal” worth hundreds of dollars?

Don't waste it. Tang Dao has never been that luxurious. I pinched my nose and tried a sip. I couldn't bear it and spit it out. It smelled like urine. Is this fermented with the urine of European dairy cows?

Tang Dao glanced at the food at the foot of the tire and said, "Give me some bread, thank you."

"You have to fill your stomach. The 2nd Border Defense Division doesn't have anything to eat for you." Lao Hei said with a smile.

"How many of us will go later?"

"Four or five people are enough. You can bring a box of goods for them to try."

Tang Dao nodded and took a bite of bread.

When the sun turned slightly sideways, it was around seven o'clock without realizing it. Tang Dao took Osborne and got on the old jeep with tires. The tires could be driven on this kind of road. They had obviously been reinforced and would not work on this rugged road.

On the mountain road, I almost felt nauseated due to the bumps. This technique... I send my greetings to your grandma.

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

Outside the camp, Tang Dao saw the 2nd Division Chief of Staff Grigory Alimoviy Kurishenko, a tall and horizontally tall Ukrainian man whose military uniform could barely fit his big belly.

Yes, the national emblem of Ukraine on the big-brimmed hat is crooked. Is this... really a soldier of the combat force?

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

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

Tire also patted the other party's shoulder lightly, smiled and chatted for a few words, then pushed Tang Dao out, "This is my friend, from Warsaw, he has something you are interested in."

"Nice to meet you, Grigory Alimovi." Tang Dao smiled and stretched out his hand. He had done his homework before coming here. Ukrainian names have a given name in the front, the father's name in the middle, and a surname in the back.

If you are calling each other by your peers, you should add the other person's father's name. This is a kind of respect. Only calling each other by first name is a behavior between elders and relatives. If you call each other wrong, it can easily lead to misunderstandings.

Sure enough, the old Ukrainian man smiled like a flower. After straightening his clothes, he stretched out his hand to hold the Tang Dao. He was also a chatterbox, "Mr. Nicholas is of Chinese descent? This is rare, but I like Chinese food very much. It's a pity."

"The Chinese restaurants in Kiev are all run by YD people. When I think about them feeding me with their hands wiping their buttocks, I feel like vomiting."

"Then when you have the opportunity to come to Poland, I will definitely let you try the most authentic Chinese food. It is definitely the most delicious in the world." Tang Dao is a few centimeters taller than Grigory, so his gaze is sideways.

Look down.

"We will definitely become good friends."

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

Davari?

Tire looked at Grigori, whose face was flushed with 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 were so good at acting.

An arms dealer talking about history?

And the corrupt general is remembering the martyrs?

Tire's scalp felt numb, his buttocks shook, and he 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, as required, I have to take a look at your goods first." Grigory rubbed his hands and said "very embarrassed".

"Of course." Tang Dao smiled and snapped his fingers. Behind him, Osborne took a box and placed it on the ground. The box also said in Chinese: "Dichlorvos!" Of course, they couldn't understand this Chinese character.

.

Osborne used his fingernails to tear off the tape, and a strong... smell of alcohol spread in the air.

Grigori has not moved his eyes since he put down the box. His dog nose has already smelled the smell. No Soviet man is not good at drinking. Judging from the past history, there is no problem that wine cannot solve.

.

Tang Dao proposed a bottle and handed it over, "Here, the liquor from our hometown is very strong, let's try it."

"Gulu."

Grigory's throat rolled, and he spoke politely, but his body was very honest. He took the wine, couldn't wait to open it, and poured it in with his head held high. Osborne's feet and stomach became weak with worry.

One box is specially made, and industrial alcohol accounts for 60%. If you keep drying it, can you still stand?

Apparently the British underestimated the fighting power of the Soviets.

Grigory fucked a third of it in one breath, his body just swayed slightly, he rolled his eyes, burped, licked his lips, and frowned, as if after thinking, "Why does this taste wrong?"

"

"There's nothing wrong with it. It's a specialty. It's rare in Eastern Europe." Tang Dao didn't even blink when he pulled the calf. Anyway, he just wanted to fool him to death. He spread his hands and said, "What do you think?"

"It smells weird." Grigory frowned.

Tang Dao glanced at his mouth and muttered in his mind, "What could be weirder than engine oil and refrigerant? At least this is a bar."

The Ukrainian guy touched his chin, hesitated, then clapped his hands, "Okay, I'll take you to see my goods." He rudely stuffed the remaining half bottle of wine into the pocket of his military uniform, clasped his hands behind his back, and stood in front of him.

Leading the way, the soldiers of the 2nd Division who passed 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 2nd Division's military discipline was very lax. The BMP-2 infantry fighting vehicle parked nearby, which had only been equipped with the army for a few years, was covered with dust. It made his heartache to see it. You are so special.

Why don't you cherish it and give it to me? These are all US dollars.

He took a sneak peek and found out that the guided price of this infantry fighting vehicle system, which was the first in the world to be developed through three generations, was [US$2.1 million to US$3.3 million], with the highest price in YD.

"It's a waste, it's a waste." Tang Dao muttered, dragging his feet and reluctantly turning around to follow Grigory. The latter led them to a warehouse with a

There was a thumb-thick lock, and a soldier next to him took out a bunch of keys to open it.

squeak squeak...

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

The nearly 700-square-meter warehouse is filled with firearms.

There are the undefeated antique AK-47 born in 1965, the AK-74 known as the "Bionic Gun Daddy", and the AKS-74U that started working as a minor (small stature). You can see them all at a glance.

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

Grigory waved his hand, and when he mentioned the price, he paused and pretended to be generous.
Chapter completed!