Chapter 248: One Shot into the Soul
"Yes, sir, you should know that Zhuang is a cautious character, and he will not send this thing without certain results. Liszt said seriously when he heard this.
Lindemann nodded slightly, and then asked, "Is there any problem with our technology here?"
Liszt smiled confidently: "No problem at all!"
"Well, hehe, a certain southern African country, they are used to being mavericks, and I believe that this maverick thing is very suitable for their taste. ”
Lindemann pulled the very uncomfortable collar flower as he spoke, and the waiter behind him who was helping to push the wheelchair saw it, and reminded him with a careful face: "Sir, you still have to go to the party in a while......
"When I went to the TM party, I was the vice president of the Veterans Association, the chairman of the board of directors of Company H, not an arms dealer who bought and sold, and asked them to come to me. Before he could finish speaking, Lindemann tore off the collar flower in its entirety, and then loosened the button around his neck, and then breathed a sigh of relief, tilted his head and said to the waiter: "Tell them that I am not feeling well and will not go." ”
After sending the waiter, Lindemann looked at Liszt again, and commanded with a kind of wisdom unique to a veteran: "You can use your imagination to the fullest, and use this thing to create a variety of attacks, eh...... Just follow my line of thought, you will personally catch it, and let Zhuang send two planes immediately, no...... Eight of these drone platforms are coming, and in two weeks I'm going to put on a fireworks show. ”
"Okay, sir, I'll do it!" said Lees, who nodded and left Lindeman's New York residence with his bag in hand.
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On an interstate highway across the United States in a desert in central Colorado, a black Chevrolet station wagon roared at high speed through the dim neighbor.
Prenderitt looked at the endless wilderness scenery outside the window, and his angular face couldn't help but reveal a rare warmth, and then involuntarily said to Weisberg beside him: "Seriously, this place reminds me of the North Cape Town, where it is the same here, the sky is high and the desert is wide, and I feel like I am at home." ”
Weisberg, who was squinting on the side, shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly: "The problem is that there is no gold here, so it is destined to be only sand." ”
After speaking, he straightened up, sighed, and complained to Planvet: "But it's okay, after watching this effect display of Company H, we can go home, the air in the United States is really far worse than South Africa, even Angola is a hundred times fresher than here, even if there is a lot of war, I think it is purer than here!"
Plantwitt, who was still a little literate, heard this, and his face fell, they should have returned to South Africa half a month ago, whether it was to go to the front line in Angola to participate in the civil war, or to enjoy the rare holiday sunshine on the coast of Cape Town, it was much better than staying in a place like the United States chasing fame and fortune.
However, just before they left, they were suddenly notified by a non-governmental organization in the United States that they were secretly assisting them, hoping that they would stay in the United States for two more weeks, on the grounds that Company H had developed a new weapon and was going to show them two weeks later.
If they had been informed by other authorities, Pronvett and Wiesberg would not have even paid attention, as the descendants of the Boers who once dared to stand up to the British Empire, they did not lack the courage to be a superpower.
Otherwise, hearing that the Soviet Union was hiding behind it, stirring up the situation in Angola and preparing to expand its presence in southern Africa, the South African authorities did not want to rush into it headlong and confront the other pole of the world without compromise.
However, in the rigid people, it is inevitable to eat people with short mouths and short hands.
South Africa has no shortage of courage, but limited by national strength, it is difficult to resist the Angolan tribal armed forces supported by the Soviet Union, and unfortunately, South Africa has been sanctioned by the international arms embargo because of its domestic ethnic policy, which makes South Africa even more powerless to intervene in the Angolan civil war.
At this time, a certain American non-governmental organization came into play, and in its unique capacity as a non-governmental organization, they bypassed sanctions and secretly gave South Africa financial support, weapons and even advanced technology, thus enabling South Africa to quickly stabilize its decline in Angola.
Because of this, Planvette and Wiesberg could ignore others, but South Africa's few foreign aid providers they had to ignore it, and even if it made the two pure Boers uncomfortable, they still stayed with a clear conscience.
It's just that the sense of the initiator's H company is really bad.
Even the young and optimistic Planvet was like this, so after listening to Weisberg's words, he sank down and said very politely: "I swear, even if they take out the atomic bomb, I will not bother to buy it, although it is American money, I have never seen such a despicable company." ”
"Don't worry, Company H is relying on Lindeman's influence, didn't the American NGO say it, as long as we stay, just look at it, it's up to us to decide whether to buy it or not, they just want to return Lindeman's favor, there's no way, that old man's connections are really a bit scary. ”
"What? are you scared?" said Planwitt, turning his head to look at Wisberg.
"Afraid?" Wiesberg showed a rare smile, but he looked a little cold: "I once led the Angolan Alliance Army to kill two battalions of the Tribal Army, with more than four hundred dead and wounded, I would be afraid of an old man?"
Besides, didn't the Mike you bought before say that Company H is just a flashy gimmick, what kind of poor man's missile is called, my dear Mr. Pravert, the Republic of South Africa has its own military industry, we do not lack equipment for the production of weapons, compared to us need more technology, what do you think we will choose?"
"It's a good thing that Company H can't hear us, otherwise they would have gone mad. Pravert laughed heartily.
Weisberg nodded: "Even if they can't hear it, they will feel it later, I really don't know how such an arrogant and arrogant company has survived until now?"
"Okay, don't talk about it, we're almost there...... Huh? What is that? Tank? It's an M48, what does that mean? Aren't they still dead set on accepting all of us from these second-hand equipment that the U.S. military has obsolete?" Pravert saw that he was about to enter the shooting range set up by Company H here, and hurriedly stopped Weisberg's complaints, after all, they had to pretend to be polite and enthusiastic when they met.
But before he finished his words, he noticed a moving tank outside the car, and he couldn't help but guess in surprise.
Hearing this, Weisberg took off his sunglasses and came out, looked at it for a moment and shook his head: "No!" and then pointed to the sky: "Look, the flying machine on the tank." ”
Pravert raised his eyes and found that there was indeed a triangular strange aircraft circling the M48 tank directly above the moving M48 tank, just when Pravert was about to ask the driver to stop and take a closer look with the binoculars, the hovering aircraft suddenly dived and pounced vertically on the top armor of the M48 tank head-down.
Hearing the sound of "boom~~", the M48 tank that was still moving rose a puff of black smoke, Pravert and Weisberg were frightened, and at this moment, a loudspeaker came from behind them: "Dear gentlemen, what I showed you just now is the exclusive skill of the attacker's drone - one shot into the soul!"