"Why do you ask this? Do we need a license? Instead of running over here yourself, we are not responsible for delivery. You have to know what you are doing. Smuggling into the country is illegal, Evram."

David said anxiously, this was a little different from the arms dealer he imagined.

Evram waved his hand at him, signaling David not to speak for now, and leaving everything to him, and continued to look at the broker and wait for an answer.

"It is 800 kilometers away from Baghdad. If everything goes well, you can arrive in more than ten hours." The broker replied.

"No, no, we can't do that."

David just wanted to do serious business, and illegal smuggling made him unacceptable.

Long Zhan looked around and didn't say anything.

Evram and David have their own characteristics and can complement each other in some aspects. If they can be well-matched, they will definitely become golden partners.

Long Zhan also hopes that they will become golden partners, so that they can be the most conducive to the development of Giant God Company.

"It's absolutely fine, don't worry." The broker said comfortingly.

"It's just 500 miles away, sleep, it'll be here tomorrow morning, man, don't be so nervous, we can do it." Evram said as he patted David.

"Are you really going to drive to Baghdad?" David said seriously.

"David, we are in the arms business. What's wrong with getting lost? Do you want to make money? If you want to make money, you have to pay."

Evram was too lazy to say that David was verbally rumored, jumped out of the car and walked towards Marlboro and said, "Go, you'll be responsible for driving, hurry up."

After saying that, he said to Long Zhan, "Man, let's go to the cab together."

"Getting out of the office and participating in the smuggling of arms is a challenge for you, and I'm looking forward to your performance."

Long Zhan looked at the problem from a higher perspective and took the lead in walking to the cab and opened the door and sat on it.

The truck's cab is relatively loose, and it is normal for four people to sit down.

However, because Long Zhan is too large, one person occupies two places, and Evram is also a fat man.

Two people got into the cab, even if the driver was a thin bamboo pole.

The cab was also packed.

"What should I do?"

David looked at the already full cab and stood under the car door with a confused look on his face.

"Go to the car, man, that's your place. You can't sit here anymore. You have to endure hardships if you want to make money." Evram smiled.

David had no choice but to walk back speechlessly and climb into the carriage.

"Allah bless you!"

The broker greeted the window, rode his motorcycle and left.

"Let's go and go."

Evram said to Marlboro.

Marlboro could fully understand English, nodded and made an OK gesture.

Start the car and drive forward.

The loading truck looks broken and is at least 20 years old. When it runs, the car is still ringing all over.

Wanqing drove for less than three minutes, and a sound suddenly came from behind her.

"Hey man, seriously, is it really safe to drive to Baghdad?"

Long Zhan turned around and looked at him when he heard the sound.

I found that David was actually lying on the gun box and put his head in the small window behind the truck cab. Because the glass of the small window had long disappeared, his picture could be fully reached.

“Very safe, usually 50, 50.”

Before Evram could speak, the guide Marlboro said first.

"What? Half and Half? Are you saying that there is a 50% chance of surviving, and a 50% chance of dying?" David's face turned pale.

"Yes, that's why we choose to walk on the night road, which is safer." Marlboro said.

"How safe can it be?" David asked hurriedly.

"50,50." Marlboro said seriously.

"What the Farke, man, what are you doing? Are you kidding me?" After a long time of trouble, he came around and finally returned to his original place. David's mentality was about to collapse.

"Hahaha."

Long Zhan was also amused.

"Don't pay attention to him, he definitely doesn't know what half of it means. He's just talking about it, his catchphrase." Evram said safely.

"Hell!!"

David slapped his head, it was very painful.

"Guys, stop talking about this useless. You have to care about more serious things. This fuel tank meter... doesn't look like you can run 800 kilometers."

Long Zhan said as he pointed his hand at the fuel tank meter, and Evram and David could see it well.

Seeing that the fuel tank pointer was about to bottom out and there was only less than 1/10 of the flow left, Evram said speechlessly: "Man, what should I do with this gasoline?"

"No problem, don't worry."

Marlboro waved his hand indifferently and said, "Iraq gasoline is free, it's everywhere, we can just add it."

"No way, free gasoline?" David had 300 question marks on his head.

"Yes."

Marlboro nodded affirmatively.

"Wow, it's so cool." Evram screamed excitedly.

Long Zhan looked at the road sign that was swaying by the roadside, which showed that it was 310 kilometers away from Jordan, and there were a few more black lines on his forehead.

Let’s not talk about whether Iraq’s gasoline is really free, but it is still in Jordan.

Just less than 1/10 of the gasoline left can really drive out of Jordan and to Iraq 310 kilometers away?

Let’s take a look at the wilderness outside, and at first glance, it was a yellow world. Long Zhan really doubted whether there was a gas station on the road.

If the gasoline breaks down after driving halfway and there is no people within a radius of 100 kilometers, it will be funny then.

Fortunately, Marlboro is quite reliable.

He has to travel four or five trips to Baghdad a month, and this route is already very familiar.

Moreover, the fuel tank of his truck is likely to have been specially modified. Even if it is only 1/10 left, it is easy to run more than 300 kilometers.

The roads along the way were all sandy and gravel, which was relatively flat and could drive more than 60 kilometers.

Running for more than 5 hours.

The scenes on the road are the same, except for the yellow sand all over the sky, the yellow sand all over the sky, and the yellow is all the tired yellow.

This is the characteristic of the Middle East, and there is "gold" everywhere.

The seats of the broken truck are so hard that they are, and the shock absorption of the broken truck seems to be nothing. When driving on the road, they keep shaking there.

The little fat Evram was tortured and cursed, lying on the window and vomiting several times.

It’s not that he was motion sickness, but that the car was too dangerous.

David had no seat in the rear carriage, and he felt even more uncomfortable than Evram in front, and this one had no strength to speak.

Lying on the goods, he turned into a dead fish.

Only Long Zhan can hold on, although his health is not so good.

When the time came to 11 o'clock in the evening, Long Zhan found that two cars with low beams appeared on both sides of the road hundreds of meters away.
Chapter completed!