Chapter 44: Arms Trading [Please vote for me, please recommend me, please read more]
43. Arms Trading
The planet Tatooine, in the desert on the outskirts of the northwest district of Mos Eisley .
“We’ve almost figured it out.” Yuri Orlov skillfully fiddled with the Type 21 assault rifle in his hand, his sunglasses reflecting the fierce sunlight of the Tatooine desert, and a gun in his mouth. A cigarette, "The Bosa guy in the bar is with Broderick Gravel. Yesterday he was looking for someone to buy a big gun, but no one sold it to him."
"That's right. "He must be being squeezed out by the people here." Vitaly Orlov also wore sunglasses and held a bottle of green refreshing drink in his hand. "You don't have to worry about his enemies after selling him the weapon." Come to see you too?”
"If his enemies come to me, I will just talk to them about the price of this M-427 general-purpose machine gun." Yuri took a puff of cigarette, kicked the T-850 behind him, and held a It is a machine gun with a caliber of 12.7mm but a very compact and lightweight structure.
“I don’t think they will talk to you about this.” Vitali shook his head.
"Vitaly, Vitali...this is your problem." Yuri held a cigarette between two fingers and shook it, "Have you ever seen anyone who would only sell weapons to one party? Of course there is, but such people have already gone to hell. If you only sell to one party, the people on the other party will have enough reason to kill you, but if you sell to both...haha..."
"That means both sides have enough reasons to kill you." Vitali shot back.
Yuri Orlov's hand shook, and the cigarette fell down and landed on his pants. He hurriedly shook the cigarette off, but a small hole was still burned in his trouser leg.
"Fuck you Vitali! Bring that man here now! Immediately, immediately, now!" Yuri cursed, stepped forward and snatched the drink from Vitali's hand, and drank it himself. Big mouth.
"Me? A person? Going to find that Bosa man?" Vitali was stunned, "You know it took me half a day to accept that these weird guys are also 'human beings' Set up! Let me talk business with those guys who look like upright poodles now? Give me a T-850!"
"Are you kidding me with a combat robot? Talking about business? Who is willing to talk to you? Listen, just like we did before, we will cooperate well - you, bring the people over, and I will sell the big guns and give you a box of bullets for every ten guns. Regular customers get a 10% discount, and I can buy him a drink of this blue glowing drink, that’s it.”
“Don’t even think about it! Fuck you, Yuri! You’re throwing me into a fire pit.” Push!"
Yuri sighed, walked over and hugged Vitali's shoulders, putting the few drinks left in his hand back into his hand, "Listen to me Vitali, let's board. What this mothership wants is to start a new life, and the administrator has given us this opportunity. And now, listen, how many fucking people are there in this galaxy? If you equip people with our weapons, what will be the result? You will find that everything before is fucking bullshit!”
"I know what you mean, but..."
"If we don't move forward, we will never know the result, what do you think, my brother. Brotherinarms..."
"Brotherinarms... ..." Vitali punched Yuri lightly on the shoulder, "Okay, okay, I'll try, but you have to come to save me at any time!"
"No problem."
Vitaly drank down the drink in his hand and mustered up the courage to walk towards the chaotic shanty town. A group of Bossans were drinking wine and swearing loudly in Bossa under a shabby tent. Everyone around them kept a respectful distance, fearing that they would get caught by this group of desperadoes and vent their anger.
Vitali walked over carefully, pretending to be harmless, rubbed his hands and said in unskilled Galactic Standard: "Well, gun! Big gun! I have it!"
"Fuck me!" Come on! Useless pink-skinned monkey! If you wait a second, I will rip off your head and stuff it into Bansa's ass!" A Bossa man with a scar on his face looked ferocious. Vitali wanted to cry now, but he still had to bite the bullet and continued: "I have a gun, and you can't buy it except for me!"
"You fucking are Are you here to entertain me?" The leader, Scar, drew his bright scimitar with a swipe and approached Vitali. Although the Bothans were shorter than humans, this group of people had obviously been licking blood for a long time. , the momentum is very scary.
Vitaly stepped back step by step and continued: "I am a gun seller, kill me, and those guns will shoot you!"
"Do you really have a gun?" Scar said, staring at Vitali.
"There are guns! Lots of guns! As long as you have money."
"Where?"
"In the suburbs, not far, come with me."
Scar grabbed Vitali by the collar, put the sharp scimitar against his waist, and said fiercely: "Lead the way!"
Behind a rock in the Gobi desert on the outskirts of Mos Eisley, Yuri Orlov held a telescope and saw Vitali walking towards him with a knife held by the Bossans, and said to himself: "Well done. Good brother. You! Follow me! You, and you, bring sniper rifles and ambush on both sides!"
The three T-850s nodded and did so.
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The group of Bossans escorted Vitali over, and they saw Yuri Orlov, wearing a suit and leather shoes and wearing sunglasses, sitting on more than a dozen ammunition boxes , there is also a row of Type 21 assault rifles placed next to it. A T-850 was standing behind him.
"It seems that business is here, haha. Welcome, my name is Yuri Orlov, an ordinary businessman." Yuri did not stand up, holding a cigarette in his mouth and laughing with open hands. . His eyes never glanced at Vitali from beginning to end.
"These are your guns?" Scar the Bosaman pushed Vitali.
"That's right. I heard that you want guns, and I happen to have a batch of them. If you can afford the money, then we can talk." Yuri Orlov held up the cigarette butt in his hand Throw it away, "Get rid of that irrelevant guy and let's have a good talk."
Scar twisted Vitaly in front of him and gently scratched him with his scimitar, " So this guy is just an insignificant character? Then you don't mind if I kill him?"
Yuri smiled slightly, "Of course I do, he sent a message for me and took my money. , it would be very unlucky for me to die because of this. Because I am a businessman, I naturally don’t want you to die after making a deal with me, right? So, if you kill him, I will feel that there is nothing left to do in this business."
"How about I kill you too?" Scar pointed the machete at Yuri.
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[Easter egg chapter attached picture 1: Bothans]
[Easter egg chapter attached picture 2: Yuri and his brother]
(End of this chapter)