Chinese people are inevitably a little bureaucratic and slave mentality, and even the underworld likes to move closer to the democrats, not to mention that aspiring young people like Yang Feng wear official hats on their heads, but he has long-standing desire.

"It's easy, Brother Yang! Brother, I am the general staff of the 29th Army, it's a big deal to get you a senator, go back and let Commander Song report and give you the rank of colonel. Xiao Zhenying waved his hand very boldly.

"Military position, this brother has no intention of being in the military, it is better to get a political circle." Yang Feng hesitated and said, Lao Xiao's thoughts are very impure, military position, that is to say, he applies another set of laws, and it is okay to shoot him for any crime, which means that he has been firmly tied to the chariot of the 29th Army from now on, which is not a good thing.

All Yang Feng thinks about is that he doesn't have any responsibilities, but he doesn't need to do anything, and occasionally takes out a position to play prestige, but he can't just plunge into the water with a hot head.

"That's it!" Xiao Zhenying's enthusiasm suddenly decreased.

"I'm just an idler here in Beiping, it's just a decoration, it's okay to be an insignificant petty official, but you don't need to come brother, so let's do it, isn't Commander Song also the chairman of the Chahar Provincial Government? How about asking him to get you a provincial councilor? Although it is only a name, no matter where you go, you also know that Brother Lu Dao is a member of our 29th Army. Xiao Zhenying said.

"This is okay, then there is Brother Lao Xiao." Yang Feng said with satisfaction.

The next day, Yang Feng went to Richard with the amount of ammunition calculated by Xiao Zhenying, and the two sides immediately signed the first batch of supply contracts, 100 boxes of sulfonamides totaling 220,000 US dollars, 10 boxes of Viagra 50,000 US dollars, a total of 270,000 US dollars were exchanged for weapons.

One Thomson M1928 plus two sixty-round drums and five thirty-round magazines, plus some ammunition for four hundred dollars, a total of 300 pieces, which could be obtained from the American arms dealers in Shanghai.

But the latest Browning M2 anti-aircraft large-caliber heavy machine gun must be bought from the United States, and the M2HB that Yang Feng wants is being developed, so it cannot be provided yet.

Even the supporting ammunition is calculated as 5,000 US dollars each, mainly white phosphorus bullets and steel-core armor-piercing bullets are not cheap, and Yang Feng wants more, this one asks for 20 pieces, as for the remaining 20,000 US dollars, he directly pulls a batch of Browning M1911 pistols from American arms dealers in Shanghai.

As for the 60 mortars that Yang Feng wants, this one really doesn't have one, and the Americans don't know where the road is! It will be five years before the M2 mortar, modeled after the French Blunde, will appear.

"Forget it, maybe I'm mistaken!" Yang Feng waved his hand without blushing at all and said.

It doesn't matter, anyway, there is Germany waiting to be slaughtered by itself, and if it doesn't work, you can still make it yourself!

"Mr. Yang, if you need it, you may be able to buy a batch of 75mm rifle guns, the latest M1 type." Richard said apologetically, in fact, he didn't know that the U.S. military did not have 60 mortars, and he went back to inquire about it.

"Yes, but in terms of cost?" Yang Feng hesitated for a moment and looked at Richard.

"If you can provide another batch of medicines, it's easy to solve." Richard said with a smile.

"Well, I still have some reserves, which should have been for emergencies." Yang Feng said with a smile.

"So it should be an emergency now, right?" Richard smiled equally treacherously.

"It should be counted, it should be counted!" The two foxes laughed in agreement.

After slaughtering the Americans, it's time for the Germans, see if they have a good mortar in their hands, and there should be an MG32 general-purpose machine gun, right? As soon as you hear this name, you know that there should be a way.

Yang Feng rushed to the Beiping branch of Shenchang Foreign Bank and visited the manager Heinz.

This surprised Heinz, but when the two quickly determined the agreement on the exchange of medicines for weapons, and then Yang Feng put forward his request, Heinz looked embarrassed.

"What? Without the MG32 universal machine gun? Yang Feng's eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief.

"Yes, Mr. Yang, I can tell you with certainty that there is absolutely no MG32 general-purpose machine gun in Germany." Heinz nodded.

"And what's the best machine gun you can offer?" Yang Feng, a pseudo-army fan, asked.

"The Swiss Suroton MG30 general-purpose machine gun, but this machine gun is expensive, you should know that it is difficult for the Swiss to produce cheap things, if you really need a heavy machine gun, the MG08 is still the best choice for your army." Heinz kindly added: "MG08 is also Maxim." ”

This kid is quite honest, probably because he doesn't want to affect his relationship with Yang Feng because of this kind of thing.

"I'd still like to be able to use an air-cooled machine gun." Yang Feng shook his head and said, on the Great Wall in winter, it is not easy to get water.

"If it's air-cold, it's just Lewis, Harggaeus, Browning." Heinz said.

Do I still need you to say this? It's just that Yang Feng really doesn't want to rely on the Americans, and besides, he also wants to establish a good cooperative relationship with the Germans.

Forget it, the 29th Army has machine gun envoys, and it is not bad for them to pick and choose.

"If you don't mind using a machine gun fed by a drum, I can provide a batch of MG13 general-purpose machine guns, although the range is not as good as the latest Japanese Type 92 heavy machine gun, but the rate of fire can completely suppress it, in fact, the range of four thousand meters does not mean anything to the machine gun, no one will shoot at this distance, even three thousand meters does not make sense, two thousand meters of range is enough." Heinz said again.

Yang Feng agrees with this, the MG42 range seems to be very close, but the terrifying rate of fire makes it overwhelming all opponents.

"Okay, then MG13, but in terms of price, you can get a little bit of a discount, you should know that the exclusive right to sell in Europe, not only you Germans want to get it, but the British and French are waiting! The reason why I would rather grieve myself than seek them out is entirely because of my personal feelings for your country. Yang Feng said sincerely.

"Mr. Yang, you can rest assured that Germans never do anything to deceive their friends, and I will not make a penny from you in the arms business." Heinz was equally sincere.

Yang Feng doesn't care about this, if he bids too high, it's a big deal not to look for him next time, anyway, Yang Feng's exclusive sales contract has a term of half a year, and the same is true for Pfizer.

The machine gun problem is solved, then all that remains is artillery, which is indeed a trouble, because the Germans here, too, do not have suitable mortars, in fact, the best mortar now is the French Bronde, and later including the mortars of the United States, Japan and Germany, all developed from the Bronde.

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