Huge order!
Super huge order!
Victor Bout felt as if he was shining, "Of course, no problem, Mr. Guzman, do you need elite soldiers?"
"What?"
"The 'Zheleznyak' combat division has more than 200 soldiers leaving active service. I have a good relationship with their general and hoped I could find them work. Do you need them? They can operate tanks and handle ground weapons."
"An intermediary fee of only 600 US dollars per person is required, but you'll have to cover the travel expenses, and the salary needs to be negotiated by you."
At this point, Guzman had no idea what to say.
Big brother...
You're seriously the best partner of the Drug Association.
"Yes! There's absolutely no problem with the salary, but I also hope they can come to help me as soon as possible. I am in urgent need of manpower as I'm fighting with the Anti-Drug Force in Mexico."
"Victor?" Victor Bout asked with raised eyebrows.
"You know?"
