Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

Dreams are sometimes hazy and unreal.

Maybe there is no trace of a spring dream, or it may fly in the vast world, and even become a superman, punching and kicking anyone who is uncomfortable.

But Peng San had never had such a ridiculous dream.

Never.

The roaring open-top military jeep roared towards the central area of ​​the garrison base. On the snow-covered roads, armed personnel carriers, parked one after another, are dazzling.

The armored vehicles of the entire armored division are neatly arranged hundreds of meters long, dark green covered in snow, but still people can feel their vigor and domineering in their hearts.

Missiles and non-missiles are displayed in the vast central area of ​​the defense. The five-meter-long white color represents the lethality of terror.

Gradually, the car slowed down and drove slowly, and a forty-year-old colonel in the co-pilot turned around and started talking to Peng San.

"So what do you think. Buy three get one free."

FucK.

What do I want this ghost for?

Lao Tzu is here to travel.

Unable to help, Peng San looked at Zheng Zheng who was next to him. Now, he couldn't figure out whether he was dreaming or not.

It's not a dream, how could he enter people's garrison base grandiosely, or a dream, how could he see these things.

Zheng Zheng is okay. After all, he has seen big scenes. In Angola, he has personally boarded the main armored vehicles of the Allied forces, but the good ones are limited.

An armored vehicle of 300,000 US dollars is simply the price of cabbage.

Cheap, so cheap.

Without even thinking about it, Zheng Zheng made an OK gesture.

The colonel in the co-pilot, Zi Le Ziya, can sell a bunch of scrap iron for so much money, which is really cool.

Soon, the car drove into the bombing shelter area in the center of the base. As the car stopped, a group of people walked to the shelter area.

Among the heavy mountain-rock steel bunkers, one of the bunkers has a huge steel door open, and a dark green armed military helicopter is quietly parked in the bunker.

The Mi-24 "Female Deer" gunship can carry a large number of missiles, rockets, etc., and can also carry infantry. It is a very fierce aerial killer.

Of course, that was before.

The current Mi-24 "Female Deer" is just a piece of pure scrap iron.

"Would you like to try?"

Try?

Peng San felt that his brain was about to disconnect.

Can you try this too?

Twenty minutes later, the gunship that had never been activated rose into the sky. The sound of the propellers drove away the feeling of sleep and made people feel real.

"Man. Click here."

Under the guidance of the helicopter pilot, Peng San moved his finger to a red button.

"Yes. It's here. Now, press it."

The ghost and the gods were normal, and Peng three clicked the red button. Then, a 57mm rocket was launched. The strong launch speed caused the gunship to suffer an impact, and it could not help but shake slightly.

boom--

The rocket hit the Kasang off-road vehicle two hundred meters away, and it was blown into the air, bursting into fiery red flames, and the surrounding car doors and window glass were blown to pieces. The violent explosion sound swept through the air wave and set off a burst of smoke. The air wave also contained the high heat generated by the explosion, which made people feel the horror of destroying everything.

This is really not a dream.

Everything happened so fast, it was almost completed in the blink of an eye.

Peng San couldn't help but swallowed the saliva in his mouth, no longer knowing whether he was crazy or the world was crazy. This is the most powerful country. He actually played with a gunship like a toy here, and even pressed the rocket launcher with his own hands. Isn’t that special...

"Brother. You can see the effect. Two hundred thousand dollars, no discount."

"Ok."

"Haha..."

"..."

The colonel laughed heartily, the joy in his eyes clearly visible.

Forty-five years of the Cold War has plunged East and West into a fierce arms race and confrontation. After the Star Wars, this place created the most powerful weapon in human history.

However, the war never really broke out.

In Weapon Warehouse No. 4, densely packed Nikov submachine guns are placed on the weapon rack. The dark body of the gun reflects a faint luster under the light, which makes people feel shocking.

But Poppy didn't feel any shock, only unspeakable surprises.

The environment can often determine a person's ideals.

Bobby Alimovich Kurishenko's father Boris is a Jew. He and his wife live in Georgia. Bobby is their only child.

Bobby’s childhood dream is to become a factory manager, which means he can gain people’s respect and special power. Under the conditions of a planned economy and a shortage economy, these respects and privileges are extremely specific and image. It may mean bread and milk, or it may mean cars and big houses.

On the other hand, there is endless queue shopping and various distribution bills.

In order to realize this dream, Bobby wanted to become an elite under the existing social conditions and the rules of the game. He has been a good boy since childhood.

Until the Georgian Civil War broke out.

Bobby's parents died in the flames of war.

Since then, Bobby Alimovich Kurishenko's ideals have changed.

He wants to become a rich man because he feels that poverty is the main reason for the outbreak of the civil war, and poverty does not have the right to survive.

So many guns, as long as they are sold, they are all money.

"Uncle. How many guns are there?"

How many guns?

There are so many equipment for one warehouse and one battalion that it is impossible for the naked eye to count them all at once.

Dimic Kurishenko took a sip of wine and took a look at the treasury.

"Fifty thousand."

Bobby was startled, and he didn't believe what the old Kurishenko said.

"There are fifty thousand? I think there must be no fifty thousand. It looks pitiful. Only ten thousand at most."

Old Kurishenko couldn't help wondering if he was drunk and made a mistake. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the statistics again.

fifty thousand.

"Yes. It is indeed fifty thousand. This was counted not long ago. It can't be wrong."

Bobby was seriously amused by the old Kurishenko.

"Uncle. We say as much as we want. The ghost knows there will be a difference?"

"..."

The old Curishan subject was dumbfounded, and didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while.

Bobby sighed helplessly.

"One battalion only has 10,000 guns, your inventory is pitiful. I think you should go to the factory to order."

"..."

For wealth, Jews have an obsession with ordinary people.

As Soros said, among Jewish people, never borrow money from relatives or friends, even if their mouths are inlaid with big gold teeth.

Walking out of the weapon storehouse and looking at the GAZ off-road vehicle that was blown to pieces, Bobby Alimovich Kurishenko felt crazy.

It was an old car he bought for five thousand rubles. Although it was a little worn out, it had always performed very well. Now it has become a pile of burnt scrap iron.

"Damn Ravich, this is my car, how can you let them blow it up."

Staring, with bruises on his neck, roaring.

Bobby's acting skills can be said to be impeccable.

But as an agent, the basic skill is to see through the hearts of others.

Peng Er simply opened the suitcase he had been carrying.

The empty suitcase was one kilogram, and now there are five kilograms. Inside, there are neat stacks of dark green banknotes.

Dollar.

It's all dollars.

One million dollars.

In an instant, Bobby's eyes were all green, he held Peng Er excitedly, and said sincerely.

"Dear Marshat, you are my best friend, what's the deal with a Gaz."

After a pause, Poppy added in a low voice.

"What else do you need, I will persuade my uncle to promise you."

"Man, do you sell it?"

"......"

Sell ​​it?

In the office, old Kurishenko stroked the brand-new banknotes, his eyes flashing indecision. They were all his personal soldiers, and this **** **** actually let him sell people.

"Uncle. You can't be so selfish. Everyone has a family. How can you bear to watch your favorite soldiers and family be hungry and cold in the wind and snow."

"Uncle, it's very cold this winter. Without vodka, without coal, how would they spend this winter?"

"Uncle, why don't you ask them what you mean? A salary of two thousand dollars a month. God, if I can, I really want to sell myself."

’You can buy a luxurious seaside villa in just one year, and you can buy a luxurious imported car in only half a year. "

"..."

Half an hour later, Bobby walked out of the office with full of brows, and soon he reached the place where everyone was chatting.

"Dear Marshat, you have to thank me. I helped you persuade your uncle. However, he has one condition, you can want someone, but you have to buy a one million dollar big guy. People, you can give you free ."

Peng Er seemed to be blown up by this crazy request.

"Damn it. We can't ship that thing. What's the use for it. It's not even as popular as an aK."

Little Kurishenko is a natural businessman who does not lose, and he keenly caught the problem in Peng's second words.

"This, I have tried my best. But this is my uncle's request. If you are worried about transportation, he can send a transport ship..."

"Damn it. I don't want to take things, we just need fighters."

"Hi, buddy, this is my uncle's request, you know, he can't change it."

"......"

It is a pity that the old Kurishenko was not there, otherwise he would definitely swear. ‘I said anything special, when did I say this. ’

The violent snowstorm flooded Moscow under the snow.

The whistling wind, the white world, and the ice cone over a meter long under the eaves make people feel the breath of extreme cold.

But for the wealthy in the villa area of ​​Rublevka Manor, the cold winter is always a rare time to rest.

A three-storey domed villa ~www.novelmtl.com~ The heating fills all the rooms, warm everywhere, making people feel like they are in the most beautiful spring.

The largest bedroom in the villa, the bright yellow carpet on the ground is spotless, and Kardashian is holding her legs in her hands, slowly leaning forward, as her slender waist keeps dropping forward, with long golden hair. Soon he touched the slightly steamy carpet.

An unbelievable scene appeared, like a water snake twisting, she raised her white and slender neck, passed her head between her legs, and bent to the back in a posture that ordinary people could not do.

Standing behind Kardashian, Shen Jiannan swallowed the water in his mouth with difficulty. It was not that he had never seen Kardashian perform such a difficult action, but it was the first time he saw her doing this kind of action now.

It seems that she was amused by Shen Jiannan's funny look. Kardashian's three-dimensional beauty face, with her teeth biting her lips, a charming smile appeared, and the blue eyes were also full of charm and teasing.

"boss....."