Chapter 135

Sam-6 anti-aircraft missile The missile has a range of 5 to 25 km and a firing range of 0.06 to 10 km. The SA-6's three-barrel launcher is installed on a tracked chassis, with good maneuverability and high survivability on the battlefield.

Sha Damu has 100 SA-6 anti-aircraft missile launchers, which is Saddam's main air defense weapon and his best anti-aircraft missile in no-fly and hide-and-seek zones.

According to incomplete statistics, nearly 300 aircraft of all types were killed under the bloody guns of the Sam-6, including the F-16 Eagle Sauce, especially during the Ramadan war, a war that lasted 18 years. day. Of the 114 planes that were shot down, 41 were shot down by the SA-6, so it became famous for a while. The SA-6 missile uses a ramjet engine, has a small launch track, and has a fast flight speed. When your radar finds it, you can almost expect death.

The price of 2.4 million USD is really not expensive, a total of 15 cars is 36 million USD.

And Sam-16 is the younger brother who carries the burden, but this younger brother is also very fierce. The first time he saw real combat was during the Gulf War. Ung Giang has 8 highly survivable A-10 attack aircraft and 4 AV-8B aircraft. The fighter plane that took off and landed vertically was shot down by him, he hit the ground hard and hit hard. Uncle Sam rolled his eyes in pain and was almost taken to the hospital.

The magazine donated by Gao Jun cost 70,000 USD, a total of 4.9 million USD. After reducing 20% ​​to 3.92 million, Duong Dao removed the amendment.

This account alone is worth nearly 40 million US dollars...

Indeed, cooperation with the "official sector" is like an influx of money, and there is little room for non-payment, especially for local despots like Eritrea, which holds $900 million on its hands. . Finally, after signing the double documents, 30%, equivalent to 12 million USD, was transferred to the company's account.

"Good cooperation, General MacArthur." The name of the Path is embossed. He threw the pen on the table, held out his hand with a smile on his face, and shook the other person's hand a little forcefully. Contact me and I will stay in Asmara for another week."

MacArthur nodded, a smile finally appearing on his face, but his words were very official: "Of course, after negotiating with the procurement team, I will give you an answer."

The old man's words were impeccable, and Duong Dao didn't pay attention. He arranged the documents, put them back in his briefcase and prepared to leave. Suddenly he stopped, thought of something, raised his head: "By the way, can I see Mr. Lloyd?"

As soon as these words were said, everyone in the supply team, including MacArthur, stopped and looked at him strangely.

"We're friends. I think he's hurt. I have an obligation to see him. Anyway, I have to live according to my conscience." » Duong Dao hugged his chest and said. I immediately understood everything, quickly changed direction, it was the wrong direction, said with a sad face: "I think, this request... No, it's not, it's not a request, it's important." My heart is towards my friends." ."

Francis looked at MacArthur, he felt the leader's thoughtful eyes, and finally nodded?

"Of course I can't refuse this kind of request, but let General Francisco lead you there, I have other things to do." He is okay with his scalp.

"What a shame." Duong Dao gently nodded, watched MacArthur and everyone leave, then turned and winked at Francis: "General, thank you very much for your help."

Uh?

The other person was stunned for a moment, as if he had done nothing, but Duong Dao spoke again, frankly accepted, shook hands politely, pushed the chair to talk downstairs. . Two of Lloyd's bodyguards kept watch outside. When they heard footsteps on the stairs, they unconsciously looked up. After seeing them, they were immediately scared, their faces changed, they put their hands behind their heads to grab their guns, but when they touched them, they were empty! The gun had been confiscated a long time ago. After cursing in a low voice, he turned around to walk out the door, but at that moment Mr. and Tieu Thien Than quickly approached.

"Hey man, I think it's best if you step aside." The little angel patted a bodyguard on the shoulder, who gave him a punch in return. Who is he? The Italian boxing and free kick champion, this spirit was also very tense, one person dodged, then used his elbow to hit the front of the car and then fell over his shoulder. Turning over, the opponent screamed in pain.

Francis was bewildered, the second hand on his watch had only passed 10 seconds!

"Can you come with me to see Mr. Lloyd?" Duong Dao turned around and asked.

"No no no."

"Aren't you afraid I'll kill him?"

Mr. Francis was confused and didn't know how to answer. Duong Dao stopped teasing him. He lit a cigarette at the door then opened the door and walked in. It was dark inside, the curtains were closed and the lights weren't on. From the outside, moving is a bit uncomfortable.

"You bastard! What are you planning to do?" The bodyguard being oppressed by the little angel screamed, struggled, blushed, cursed, nothing more than Fake, Ahiteater (shit eating), no technical content at all, but arguing like that is really annoying, The little angel pulled at his hair, and after pulling it up, he slammed it on the ground, his eyes widened, and he lost consciousness. The hallways are much quieter. Duong Dao reached behind his back and closed the door. The sound from outside was almost silent, but Lloyd's breathing was very steady. He walked over, opened the curtain and said to himself, "This person is going to die. Meet the sun.

He didn't notice that Lloyd's fingers were shaking slightly on the bed and that the eyeballs in his closed eyes were moving back and forth, and he didn't know if he was having some sort of nightmare.

"This sun is so comfortable." Duong Dao took a deep breath, opened the window and turned around. The smile on his face calmed down, he lowered his head to look at Lloyd, just looked at him, then sat on the bed, helped the other person pull up the quilt, looked at the other person's left eye wrapped tightly, and reached out to touch him. But at this moment, Lloyd suddenly opened his eyes and shouted in horror: "Nicholas!

"Aren't you sleeping? I thought you were sleeping. I moved quietly because I was afraid you would scare me. If I scare you, my crime will be very serious." Duong Dao withdrew his hand floating in the air and smiled.

But who knows, this makes Lloyd even more scared: "What are you planning to do? I will give you the list of Eritrea, I don't want it, don't kill me."

Duong Dao's eyes stopped, his smile became even happier, his two front teeth shining in the sunlight.

"Mr. Lloyd, what do you mean? How can I kill you? Do you think I would be that kind of person? We are businessmen, this type of murder is the least technical." I really hate violence, violence cannot solve problems. " He began to educate others bitterly, even pulling out a cigarette and putting it near his mouth: "Come on, smoke one, it won't hurt anymore. "

Lloyd didn't understand what Duong Dao was thinking, so he could only obediently open his mouth and hold the cigarette in his mouth. He watched the other person ignite the fire, afraid of catching fire. Carefully, I couldn't help but cough and smile when the wound hurt.

"Do you know how I got in here?"

Lloyd, who was smoking, stopped and rolled his eyes. He didn't understand why he said that, so he had to listen to the other person continue. "I made a deal with General MacArthur about anti-aircraft weapons, then he asked me how much you were worth." Duong Dao could also find this funny and laughed: "He said he was going to trade you for a weapon, oh my god, he's crazy, of course you're right.

Have you sold yourself yet?

Falk!

Lloyd barely mentioned it all at once. He felt betrayed and the cigarette in his mouth suddenly became tasteless.

"Of course I refused, I told him, in exchange for a bullet, why use an empty gun in exchange? Are you right?" Duong Dao's voice finally became gloomy, Lloyd was startled, suddenly as if he was thinking of something, his face changed suddenly, he was about to lift the blanket, but the first person Faster than him, pulled the blanket over his left leg, directly covering the opponent's head, took out a pistol with a silencer from his pocket and pointed it four times at Lock's head.

The opponent did not move after the first slap, blood seeped into the blanket, instantly covering the entire bed.

Duong Dao stood up, exhaled through his nostrils, opened his hands, stretched his body, looked at the covered body, squinted his eyes and took a breath of cigarette. Thick fog hangs overhead and cigarette butt flames flicker. "spray."

After smoking, he spat on the ground, tiptoed to put out the fire, tucked the gun into the bed, rubbed his hands and walked towards the door. When the door opened, everyone standing in front of the door looked over.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something wrong with me?" Duong Dao lowered his head to look at his clothes, sniffed them with his nose, opened his hands and asked with a smile.

Francis stood on tiptoe and looked inside, reading UU www. uukanshu.com saw Lloyd lying on the other side of the bed, his head covered but in a very strange position. The upper body of the quilt was folded up, but the legs were empty. There was liquid leaking under the bed and he was breathing. He was stunned and looked: "Mr. Nicholas..."

"General Francis, I'm sorry, the floor is all dirty because of you. I'll have to work hard in the future, clean it and collect the trash in the house. If it's left for a long time, it will easily smell." time." Duong Dao placed his palm on his nose, slapped it a few times and then said to Mr. and the others: "Let's go, let's go back.

Boss, what about them? » Mist asked while pointing to the tied bodyguard squatting in the corner. "Should I say anything else?"

The little angel heard that and was very determined, pulled out his gun and pulled the trigger.

In front of everyone, they were treated.

Duong Dao nodded slightly and took the two of them away. Mr. Francis looked at the two bodies on the ground and Lloyd's body in the house, wanting to cry without tears.

"Damn, $500,000 is gone!"