From arms dealer to king of war

Qiao Jia was actually not interested in the other party’s so-called ‘bigger business’.

50 AK74s plus 20,000 rounds of bullets, even if the asking price is shady, can only be sold for 200,000 US dollars. No matter how high the price is, you have to worry about being cheated.

Although there is an additional delivery fee of 100,000 yuan, Qiao Jia is very clear about the risks involved.

Not all the gangsters in South SD are reasonable. The risk of 300,000 US dollars is still within the range that Qiao Jia can bear. If there is such a big business of one million dollars, what if they have a brain cramp and think they are cheating? Black is more cost-effective, then Qiao Jia is bad.

In fact, Qiao Jia was also blamed for being greedy. When he received the deposit from the other party, it happened to be when his younger brother Qiao Liang was going to report at the university.

At that time, Qiao Jia, who was very poor, collected a deposit of 100,000 yuan from the other party and then wired 50,000 yuan to China.

Looking back now, Qiao Jia still feels that he was a little impulsive. It was actually okay for the other party to pick up the goods himself, but the risk of delivering the goods to his door was a bit too great for him.

Now that the other party wants to hurry up, it means that the situation on his side is not very good and the danger will definitely increase.

The only advantage may be that the other party wants it so urgently, which means that he really needs it and will not kill the supplier easily. In this way, the probability of someone taking advantage of someone else's evil will be reduced.

After sitting in a chair and thinking for a long time, Qiao Jia finalized his plan and took out his mobile phone to make a call to a friend in SD.

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Around 2 pm, it is the hottest time in SD.

Choga parked his pickup truck on the side of the road north of Khartoum.

He looked at his watch and found that it was almost two o'clock. Just when he was considering whether to leave and give up this business, an SUV drove over from a distance.

Seeing the SUV's headlights flashing several times through the rearview mirror, Qiao Jia put on sunglasses and a peaked cap, pressed down the window and waited for them to approach him, then asked loudly: "Is this the person introduced by Boss Huang? "

Seeing a handsome young man nodding from the co-pilot opposite, Qiao Jia waved his hand and made a 'Follow' gesture, stepped on the accelerator and turned onto a small road.

After driving on a dusty road for about 30 minutes, Qiao Jia stopped the car on a stretch of Gobi desert.

This stretch of desert was where Qiao Jia usually practiced his guns. He walked to a few lying steel pipes, lifted them up in twos and twos, and used a piece of black mesh to isolate the scorching sun in the sky.

It wasn't until Qiao Jia set up a simple tent and installed a folding table like magic that the people in the Toyota opened the door and got out.

The young man who greeted Qiao Jia before walked into the shadows followed by two very capable-looking bodyguards.

The young man was very talkative. He took the initiative to take out a cigarette and handed one to Qiao Jia. After being rejected, he naturally lit one for himself, and then said with a smile: "It's so hot in this bad weather.

They were all introduced by acquaintances, so I won’t be polite to you, Brother Lang. Can you take out the things and take a look? "

Qiao Jia nodded after hearing this, walked to the back of the pickup truck, pushed open the back cover and took out a few gun bags, then took a few boxes of bullets and walked under the tent, putting everything on a tattered Folding table.

After glancing at the young man and his two bodyguards, Qiao Jia stretched out his hand to signal and said, "Can you use it?"

The young man couldn't wait to open a gun bag. Looking at the AKM inside, he said "Huh" in disgust and threw it aside.

AK74 did not arouse his interest, until he opened the gun bag containing FN-SCAR, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"I went and finally saw the real thing. There are actually two replacement modules for 5.56 and 7.62 calibers. Professional, really professional!"

Seeing the young man clumsily trying to disassemble the assembled FN-SCAR and replace it with a 7.62mm caliber shooting kit, Qiao Jia shook his head and came forward to assemble it for him, then pushed a box of bullets over. Said: “Get the money first, and then you can test the gun.

A complete set of SCAR costs US$50,000, AKM only costs US$1,000, and AK74 is a bit more expensive at US$2,000.

Bullets, regardless of caliber, are five rounds per dollar. "

The young man waved nonchalantly to a bodyguard to go to the car to get money. After the bodyguard put a leather bag full of cash and US dollars on the table, another bodyguard suddenly pointed to the last canvas bag containing a pistol and said : "What's the price of a pistol?"

Qiao Jia took out an M1911 from his bag and handed it to the bodyguard, saying: "2,000 yuan, no counter-offer, just test the gun if you are sure to buy it."

The bodyguard took the gun and checked it. He disassembled it neatly and reassembled it. After quickly pulling the trigger a few times to feel it, he said: "There should be nothing wrong with the gun, but these guns don't have serial numbers..."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Jia sneered and shook his head and said, "Would you like me to help you register, preferably help you apply for a gun license or something like that?"

The bodyguard should be a soldier, and he is still a little uncomfortable with this kind of illegal business.

After being scolded by Qiao Jia, he was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "It's my fault. As long as the gun is tried and there is no problem, we will take it."

Hearing that this bodyguard actually made the decision for the young man, Qiao Jia glanced curiously at the young man who was holding on to the SCAR and said, "Then let's try it. You guys can find your own targets, or I can get some targets for you." come out."

"Are there any more targets?"

Qiao Jia looked at the curious people, smiled, walked to the side and rear of a steel pipe, and kicked the mechanical buckle of a small hoist on the ground, and then there was a crackling sound on the ground in the distance. A simple iron target with different distances bounced up from the ground.

Because the bottom of the target's column is a spring, those targets keep swinging left and right.

Qiao Jia no longer wants this shooting range. What he needs now is a new, longer-distance hidden shooting range.

So when he saw that the other party was so interested, he simply put out a target for them to play with.

Qiao Jia couldn't guess how much money the young man's family had, but it must be a lot. Because of his watch, Qiao Jia often saw it in some photos showing off his wealth.

Qiao Jia didn't know what it felt like to have hundreds of thousands of dollars on his wrist, but he knew very well that this was a big customer who was not short of money, and such customers were unlikely to have problems. If possible, he would try his best to satisfy the other party.

Looking at the obviously carefully designed target position and the vague shooting route on the ground, the two bodyguards looked at each other, and then looked at Qiao Jia with a quick-draw gun holster on his waist. Their eyes were obviously a little different.

This is a typical mixed shooting range for pistols and rifles, because the farthest target is obviously 200 meters away. Looking at the angle of the target design, the shooting route is also planned, but there are some obstacles missing to clear the route.

The most important thing is that these targets are movable, and large and rapid shaking will seriously increase the difficulty of shooting.

It is enough for ordinary people to hit a fixed target. This is no longer just for fun. Guys who can play in such a venue are basically masters.

The young man didn't understand the twists and turns. He just felt that those targets were shaking him dizzy.

Using unskilled movements, he pressed 20 rounds of bullets into the magazine. The young man adjusted the speed switch to burst mode, then turned off the safety and pulled the trigger hard...

"Bang bang bang bang..."

"ah……"