I started out selling guns to local gangsters when I saw a couple people get shot at my family's restaurant. After a while, I was able to make connections using my Ukranian immigrant heritage that allowed me to sell larger amounts of weapons to countries engaged in war. Often, I supplied weapons to both sides of a conflict!
After some bad business dealings with a drug lord in Columbia, my business partner and brother became addicted to cocaine. I decided to expand my business on my own and cut ties with my brother after getting him into rehab.
I got my biggest break when the Soviet Union collapsed in the early nineties. I flew out to the Ukraine and using my connections was able to secure large weapons of war like tanks and tons of AK-47s. I found a purchaser for these weapons in Charles Taylor, the president of Liberia. Together we caused a lot of chaos, and I made a ton of money off the Liberian civil war. It was even enough money to convince a beautiful model to marry me and have a son. Of course, my wife didn't know about my business dealings, so when she found out she left me.
I regrouped with my brother to expand my African operations into a new fighting hotspot, Sierra Leone. While there, some more bad stuff went down and my brother got himself killed. I got arrested when I got back to the states, but I became so important that no government would keep me locked up. They just let me go and I continue to fill the need for weapons when a 'respectable' government can't be seen getting their hands dirty...
After some bad business dealings with a drug lord in Columbia, my business partner and brother became addicted to cocaine. I decided to expand my business on my own and cut ties with my brother after getting him into rehab.
I got my biggest break when the Soviet Union collapsed in the early nineties. I flew out to the Ukraine and using my connections was able to secure large weapons of war like tanks and tons of AK-47s. I found a purchaser for these weapons in Charles Taylor, the president of Liberia. Together we caused a lot of chaos, and I made a ton of money off the Liberian civil war. It was even enough money to convince a beautiful model to marry me and have a son. Of course, my wife didn't know about my business dealings, so when she found out she left me.
I regrouped with my brother to expand my African operations into a new fighting hotspot, Sierra Leone. While there, some more bad stuff went down and my brother got himself killed. I got arrested when I got back to the states, but I became so important that no government would keep me locked up. They just let me go and I continue to fill the need for weapons when a 'respectable' government can't be seen getting their hands dirty...
