When I entered the camp, I didn't see the kind of building that contrasted with the surrounding environment, this is a military camp, in addition to the camp tent, there are soldiers coming and going, not bad, at least there are uniform uniforms. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But many people saluted Wen Hui, there were many arms dealers who came over, and there were also many security personnel, but Asians were rare, it can be said that there were almost none, and it really went back to a few years ago that there were only one or two Asians.

The black Shu millet can still distinguish the human race, all Wenhui was "watched" when he walked into the door, there is still a little bit of military discipline, there is no kind of crowd around like watching the excitement, although the eyes are looking here, but what to do, did not delay the work in hand at all.

Wen Hui doesn't care, you will get used to my existence in the future, at least not like today.

At this time, an old man came to him, in his fifties, with a bit of a Mediterranean trend in his head, and in a few years he will be a salty and wet old man, but now he still looks a little.

At a distance, the eyes of the two sides met, and although they didn't know each other, Wen Hui and he both sensed the same kind of breath in each other. Wen Hui knew a little more, and the smell of vodka came to his face, which was from Maozi's side, and the Yankees could pretend better.

Unexpectedly, very unexpectedly, the other party looked at Wen Hui leading a vote of Western faces, and the word was almost written on his face. The blue eyeballs lingered on Wen Hui for a moment, swept over Boris and them, and then looked straight ahead and followed the leader out of the barracks.

"This white ran away, business is not good these years, I don't know if he can earn back the travel expenses." Now is not the era of the collapse of the Soviet Union and the national independence of Africa, and military coups are still frequent, but the general impression is still peaceful, and these people cannot be so unscrupulous to dump arms here.

There is no meaning to say hello on both sides, and there is no looking back when he staggers by, this is also on someone else's turf, if the environment permits Wen Hui is really likely to let Boris do it, and if one dies, there will be one less competitor, and before the successor grows up, Wen Hui is confident to seize the market.

Coming to the commander's tent, there were still folding chairs scattered here, and unfinished water bottles, it seemed that the general had just finished receiving a batch of guests, and Wen Hui was very sure that he was not late, which meant that he was ignored.

Wen Hui sat down unceremoniously, moved a chair and sat opposite the main owner, Mohd, who was studying the map with his head down, raised his eyelids and looked at this very rude guest.

Short hair, a beret on his head, a thick beard, a very strong body, a typical black man, dressed a bit beachy, more like a rapper in a democratic country, if you ignore the scars on his chest, the open yellow plaid shirt is white.

"You are?" Apparently he had forgotten who Wen Hui was, even though Wen Hui had already introduced himself on the phone before.

"Dmitry Andreevich." Wen Hui smiled formulaically.

"Oh! It's you, Chen's people, right? "This Mohd remembers.

"So to speak, but I don't seem to have been received accordingly, and your bidding meeting has already begun, General." Wen Hui has an attitude that everyone will see you again once they get to know each other.

"What do you have?" Mohad sat down, his feet folded on the table, a cigarette in his hand slowly lit, to be honest, he didn't expect anything from Wen Hui to bring him, small arms, bullets were not what he wanted. If it weren't for the face of his former partner, he wouldn't have met Wen Hui at all.

"I'll have whatever you want." One sentence made the other party laugh.

I don't know whether it was ridicule or ridicule, but it didn't last long before Mohd became serious: "No one here dares to lie to me!" ”

"I don't have to lie to you."

Mohd scoffed, honesty with these merchants was the biggest joke, and they wouldn't even want to talk to you if it weren't for those shiny gadgets. People who do business like to pat their chests and make all kinds of guarantees, whether they can do it or not is another matter, and retaining customers is their first consideration.

"I need armored vehicles, tanks and helicopters, helicopter gunships, not civilian helicopters." Mohd is not afraid that others will know about his procurement needs, and the more businessmen who know, the more likely he is to succeed in purchasing.

"Huh?" Wen Hui felt that he had heard a joke, what did he say just now? The procurement of armored forces also requires the development of air force, this is a joke.

Fighting depends on coaxing, hitting depends on Mongolia, and the African characteristic tribal armament with war cry and BUFF, Wen Hui has always thought that they are all wandering in the era of light weapons, and the appearance of heavy firepower is just RPG, anti-aircraft machine guns and the like, and the most impressive thing left is AK and AK are imitations.

But now he heard something! This goods has to buy armored vehicles and planes! It's not April Fool's Day, is it? Wen Hui was very skeptical that this guy was making fun of him.

Mohd had such an expression on his face, and made a gesture to ask for nothing to come back, these people always wanted to exchange those worthless assault rifles for diamonds, and Mohad also recognized it in the past, but now he doesn't want to make a fuss like before, and a showdown with the government must have some guys who can finalize.

"Ahem! Forgive my presumptuousness, I'm not questioning your purchasing power, I just want to ask...... Well...... Do you have an operator? "People sent guests, but Wen Hui didn't see it, but today he really saw it.

"Do you think I'm a fool?" Mohd was a little upset, why did every merchant who heard his purchase request ask like this, and the contempt in his eyes when he couldn't see it? No one is going to manipulate what he is buying these for?

People are stupid and have a lot of money, and the only difference between a fool and a fool is that you are rich enough, of course, you can't say this. Wen Hui smiled reservedly: "So do you have any purchase intentions?" What are the requirements for the model? I may not be able to get the latest main battle tanks, but before the Cold War, including Cold War tanks, I still have some channels; In the same way, I may not be able to get an Apache with a gunship, but I can still get my hands on a hind. ”

"You...... No kidding? Mohd asked with a serious look as he removed the cigar from his mouth.

"I can stay here until your cargo arrives before leaving, and if it doesn't meet your requirements, you can exercise your rights as a general." Wen Hui didn't mind staying, looking at the risk was actually just a little delay.

"I want Soviet tanks, do you have them?" Since someone said it could be supplied, Mohd wouldn't mind trying.

"Don't you look at American goods? Pershing, Barton, M60 are not bad either. ”

"Don't." Whoever says it's all fools here, they still know what kind of weapon is best for them. Mohd did not hesitate to refuse Wen Hui's recommendation, the Yankees' things are still a bit complicated for them, and the tank soldiers in his hands have always been in contact with Soviet goods.

Failed to pit a training fee, it's a pity, Africa aside from South Africa, the main battle tanks of the remaining countries are basically the world of the Mao system, not the Soviet T54, T55 is the rabbit's 59 and 59 modifications, which are all weapons in the same vein.

"So what do you want? T54, T55 or 59 in the USSR? ”

"You have 59?" Mohd was pleasantly surprised, it seemed that this thing was still very well recognized.

Sorry, bunny, you're going to take the blame this time. Wen Hui silently apologized in his heart, "Of course there is, how much do you want?" It is estimated that the prototype 59 will be able to meet his requirements, and the more advanced modification Wen Hui is very skeptical that Mohd's people can have fun, after all, the magic 59 is changed and he (mother) doesn't even know him.

"Uh, five...... No, six. Mohd added another one.

"......" still thought how much you wanted, Wen Hui's side was ready to be sold out in a system, but it turned out to be retail, which is barely enough for the establishment of a tank company of rabbits, or the old establishment.

But in the next second, Wen Hui's dissatisfaction disappeared, and Mohd threw over a small black bag, which seemed to contain some small particles in the voice, "This bag is the price of a tank." ”

It won't be...... Wen Hui poured it out in the palm of his hand, and after seeing the contents of the bag clearly, he swallowed his saliva very angrily, this Nima is also too big!

What's more, this is not a common rough stone, but a cut one! Take it back and set it as the kind of finished diamond that can be used as jewelry to take out, this guy is bloody!