"Our 'Thunder' bazooka is the thunder in the hands of soldiers, bringing together the most advanced technology in the field of individual bazookas, we will never lose, impossible, impossible, impossible"

At this moment, Sarkozy is like a crazy beast, roaring incessantly at his subordinates in the French audience, he never imagined that the "Thunder" man-portable bazooka he had high hopes for and developed against public opinion would be defeated, and it was defeated by similar Chinese products that he had always looked down on.

This made him unacceptable in any case, because before that, he had always believed that the individual bazooka created by him Sarkozy was the most advanced in the world, and there was no one, and the reason why he wanted to engage in this contest with China was essentially to further suppress China and make China a stepping stone for France's weapons and equipment to shine again.

Otherwise, Sarkozy would not have gone to great lengths to direct such a big play, but now, he is stealing chickens and rice, not only did he shine, but the stage he spent his time to build became a wedding dress for others, looking at the military and political representatives of various countries who surrounded the Chinese military industrial delegation to discuss procurement matters, Sarkozy can be said to be dumbfounded, he wants to fight back, he also wants to justify the French weapons and equipment, only the weapons and equipment made by the arrogant France are the most advanced in the world:

"China's bazooka has the ability to launch in confined space, and my 'Thunder' can also be launched, Biel, you go and demonstrate it twice now, let them see, only our French weapons and equipment are the most advanced in the world, what are you waiting for? Why don't you go?"

Sarkozy walked back and forth under several hands with his waist tucked up, his thin lips rising and falling, and he let out a tight roar, but to his surprise, when he made up his mind and gave a clear command. Biel, the bazooka operator he had recruited, was still standing there stunned, motionless

"Biel, didn't you hear what I said clearly? Go and demonstrate a few more rounds, let them see, our 'Thunder' also has the ability to launch from confined spaces!"

"Sir, your bazooka has no tail flame elimination technology at all. It's very dangerous for me to do this, so, I'm very sorry I can't do your request!"

"Can't be done?" Sarkozy was furious in the face of Bier's straightforward refusal: "Okay, if you can't finish it, then you don't have to finish it, and don't want to get a penny for the payment promised to you before, coward, fool, idiot, coward, parasite." What even malnourished Chinese dare to do, you, a former soldier, dare not do, you are not worthy of being a soldier at all, shame, shame, it is simply a great shame for military workers"

"Smack~~ah~~~"

Just as Sarkozy was shouting insults at Operator Biel with uncontrollable resentment, a crisp slap instantly brought Sarkozy's roar to an abrupt end. Instead, his screams burst his lungs:

"You hit me?" Sarkozy covered his face, a little blood oozing from the corners of his mouth. But with an unbelievable face, he looked at Biel, who was already angry, and at this time, Biel didn't talk nonsense with him, and went up with a kick and kicked directly on Sarkozy's lower body:

"You bastard, what is it to beat you, let me die. I'll cut you off!"

"Ah~~"

A scream that cracked the lungs came out of Sarkozy's throat again, and the whole body was extremely bent, instantly arched into a large prawn, and then fell to the ground with a "poof~~" sound, covering the pain below

Biel's punch and kick were in Sarkozy's body in a matter of seconds. The people next to him didn't react at all, and by the time the people present realized that something was wrong, Sarkozy had already fallen to the ground and screamed

"Catch him, don't let him hurt Mr. Sarkozy again, guard guard" Sarkozy's assistant Le Pen pulled Bier away, then leaned down to check Sarkozy's situation while calling the guards of the exhibition, and at this time, Biel, who had been controlled by everyone, scolded Sarkozy who fell to the ground:

"You **** born wild seed, keep saying that your bazooka is the most advanced in the world, you are the most knowledgeable soldier, in the end you don't even respect the least life, you actually forced me to do those demonstrations that are no different from suicide, if you want me to demonstrate, if you suppress the high temperature wake, you don't have the ability and technology, and you are ashamed to say that it is the most advanced in the world, I bah~~~"

Saying that, Biel spit a mouthful of yellow phlegm on Sarkozy's face, and at this time the guards of the exhibition had already come up, and Le Pen hurriedly ordered: "Take it away, take this madman away"

"Let me tell you, you stinky ****, if you lose my salary, we'll see you in court, anyway, I have a contract in my hand, if it doesn't work, just wait for me to kill your whole family, I used to be a special soldier, special forces remember, you stinky ****"

Until the moment when Biel was dragged out of the audience area by the guards, he still shouted loudly, and it was precisely because of Bier's tossing that Sarkozy and even the members of the entire French Thomson Technology Company suddenly became the focus of the entire demonstration field again.

It's just that this time is different from before the start of the test, the audience at the scene is no longer envious, looking up, and clinging to those French, but indifferent, disdainful, and overflowing ridicule.

Immediately put aside Lu Jiadong, regardless of whether he had accepted the benefits sent by France, he surrounded Sarkozy, who had just gotten up from the ground, and smashed sharp and mean questions on the head of Sarkozy, who was already disgraced, so that Sarkozy was tired of coping, and could only keep prevaricating with no comment, and then strive to rush to the outside of the demonstration venue with all his might, so as to leave this sad place that humiliated him as soon as possible

"Haha~~ This Sarkozy really thinks of himself as a great director, but in the end he shoots himself in the foot!"

"Mr. Paulson, you are only half right!" At this moment, Blomberg and Paulson had already come to Lu Jiadong, and the two of them looked at everything that happened in the French audience with a playful look, but after listening to Blomberg's words, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and just as he wanted to ask, he heard Blomberg's uninhibited words and hearty laughter again:

"It should be said that this Frenchman is indeed a very good missile, otherwise how could we watch such a good farce?"

As soon as Blomberg's words ended, everyone present, including Lu Jiadong, laughed loudly, but after the laughter, Lu Jiadong smiled at Blomberg and Paulson and said:

"Thank you two for helping me get these media reporters behind my back this time, otherwise I would have a real headache!"

"A few reporters from small media are nothing at all!" Blomberg waved his hand nonchalantly: "Besides, I have long seen this Sarkozy unpleasant, even if I don't help you this time, I am ready to find a few influential media to hack these Frenchmen, these damn guys don't know how much business they have stolen from us!"

"That's right!" As soon as Blomberg's words fell, Paulsen picked up the conversation and nodded approvingly: "So, we also want to thank you, Mr. Lu, if you hadn't used the world's leading man-portable bazooka to make Sarkozy touch the dust, we wouldn't have seen this wonderful farce now, speaking of which, those reporters look at money on the one hand, and the most important thing is to look at the facts!"

"I'm also lucky, if the French bazooka has similar technology, then I will probably be really passive, and when the time comes, without your support behind me, I will have to be embarrassed by those media!"

Lu Jiadong's remarks are not a lie, but a real truth, the principle of balanced ejection of individual rocket launchers is not a profound technology, and high-temperature rocket control is not an insurmountable technical bottleneck, and today's weapons laboratories and arms companies in Western countries are already testing the feasibility of these two technologies, so Lu Jiadong does not dare to guarantee whether the French bazooka is used in the end.

Because of this, at the beginning of the siege by reporters, Lu Jiadong asked someone to inform Blomberg and Paulson, asking them to use their connections in the European media circles to balance the public opinion offensive launched by Sarkozy against China's military industry.

It's just that at that time, he was reserved for himself to save his life, but now it has become a mending knife against Sarkozy, looking at Sarkozy, who was surrounded by reporters, rushed left and right, and could only keep roaring, Lu Jiadong could only laugh dumbly in his heart, because this was really an absolute accident

"If you really want to thank you, then all the benefits of the new tank jointly developed by the two sides in Latin America will go to me!" When Lu Jiadong was groaning, Blomberg's uninhibited but shrewd words made Lu Jiadong completely sober up, in exchange for the support of Blomberg and Paulson, Lu Jiadong reduced the income of the new tank jointly developed by the two sides in Latin America to 30%, and now it's good, Blomberg this guy actually climbed the pole and swallowed the 30%, so how can Lu Jiadong do it:

"Mr. Blomberg, do you think this is appropriate?"

"Haha~~ Look at your current appearance, how can you be a little modest, a cunning arms dealer!" Blomberg snorted, and Lu Jiadong also smiled:

"Each other, each other!" (To be continued.) )