Sean is not talking about it, he is really preparing to use Soviet-style weapons.

As for why not get weapons from the north?

It's cheap, it's big, and it strengthens relationships!

It's not that Sean can't get it, and it's not that there is a rupture in Sino-US relations.

Even if the relationship between China and the United States is tense, it will not actually affect people at Sean's level, and American shareholders are not joking with you.

Besides, it's all the United States tossing the north

The fact is that the situation is entirely because things don't work!

Yes, the 56 and a half in the north rarely appear in Africa, and most of them appear because of the close relations between countries, and even the army is trained with the help of the north.

56 and a half from the 80s to retire is mostly half sold and half sent, well, half sold less.

This is not to say that the 56 sells less, but the majority of exports are from the United States, and then to Europe

Yes, Type 56 is very popular in Europe and the United States.

In the 80s, the first batch of retired Type 56 was sold to the Americans, and at the lowest time, one was only $70, and these people bought it back: "Take a look, Chinese-made boutique SKS, participated in the Battle of Zhen B Island, shot at Soviet soldiers, there are years, factory certificates as evidence, 75 into new, unified numbering, log original machine, no paint loss, no dark disease, less rifling damage, classic three-edged folding bayonet can be flipped freely, 200 meters refers to where to play, not experts will not play, activity specials, don't 1988, don't 988, Each one is only 399, 399 you can't buy a loss, 399 you can't buy fooled, don't miss it when you pass by, and get another 10 rounds of magazines, 100 bullets."

Compared with Europe and the United States' own rifles, the Type 56 is cheap and easy to use, especially popular, and the sales are huge, almost overwhelming the European and American firearms market.

Eventually, the United States seemed to have introduced the "Assault Weapons Management Act", which restricted automatic weapons, and then NORINCO cancelled the burst

Then in '94, the U.S. arms companies couldn't stand it anymore and publicized Clinton, and then found a container full of smuggled weapons in Los Angeles, and then banned the import of all guns from the North in the form of a "Special Executive Order of the President" except for shotguns and air guns

Rip it back

There are two main reasons why Type 56 is not popular in Africa, taking 56 and a half as an example, it has high precision, good workmanship, and huge lethality in the range of 200-300 meters, but the disadvantage is precisely because of the high progress, which is not suitable for holding over the head for 'faith shooting, so it is not liked by black Africans.

Obviously, it was impossible for the big old black to lie on the ground like a warrior and aim and shoot.

It's against nature.

The second reason is bullets.

Type 56 imitation AK gun family, the bullets are 7.26X39, the theory is that the bullets of the above two firearms can be universal, and the vast majority of people think so.

But the reality is that AK47 can't get into the chamber with 56 bullets, and Type 56 with AK47 bullets is easy to blow up!

The Type 56 7.62 mm ordinary bullet on the north side is indeed a 7.6239 mm bullet finalized in 1947 according to the drawings and technical documents of the original bomb. The 56 type 7.62 mm ordinary bullet shell was the earliest copper shell, but because of the lack of copper in the north of the year, in 1958, the production unit began to develop painted steel bullets and copper-clad steel bullets, including steel core materials, shapes and the thickness of copper-clad armor, etc., in 1968, the Fifth Machinery Department officially issued the technical standards for 56 type 7.62 mm ordinary bullets.

The AK gun family, including the models produced in Northern Europe and Eastern Europe, are all copper shell bullets.

The taper of the cartridge cases is inconsistent, the copper cartridge case, which has a small taper, and the steel shell, which has a large taper.

Can it be universal?

Yes!

Is it easy to use?

It doesn't work!

There is another reason, the magazine.

No matter how awesome your gun is, you also have to have a magazine to fight, and the magazine of 56 is different from AK, so it can't be inserted, the number of magazines that can be carried on the battlefield is limited, and AK magazines can be seen everywhere on the battlefield, so 56 is not popular in Africa, and Sean can only choose Soviet-style weapons.

Of course, cheapness is also an important factor.

While Sean was busy working in Africa, he didn't forget his work in the Nordics, where his people have been active since the gap was opened from Lithuania.

Shaunt looked down on Jonas Savimbi's miscellaneous soldiers, and calling soldiers an insult to a soldier.

After accepting Jonas Savimbi as a dog, Sean naturally wanted to have a good chat with him about the combat effectiveness of his subordinates, which is fundamental to settling down in Africa. Jonas Savimbi also knew what his subordinates were like, so he offered to ask Sean to send someone to help train his subordinates.

"Training?" Sean looked him up and down, "You can pull it down, as for the group of people under you, there is no training value at all."

"Why?" Jonas Savimbi didn't understand.

"A bunch of fucking battlefield veterans, when they go to the battlefield, they will only hold their guns high and play what faith shooting, except for the waste of bullets from Mama Farke, I can't think of any use for this kind of shooting, shit!" Speaking of this, Sean was angry, "No, is all insulting to them, at least can be used as agricultural fertilizer, these guys can't do anything but waste materials."

Jonas Savimbi looked embarrassed, but he didn't dare to refute.

"Oh no, you can't say that." Sean's face was full of weirdness, "They are also good at escaping, they can run out of bullets and turn around and run away at a critical moment in the middle of the battle!"

"These veterans who have been mixing with *** for more than 20 years, the survivability on the battlefield is really croaking!"

"I doubt it was a Portuguese colony, but an Italian colony!"

"Strafing without raising your head, finding a hidden place to lie down and pretending to be dead after emptying bullets, a battle was fought in the dark, as if there were countless casualties, and as a result, when the fighting stopped, the casualties were no more than single digits!"

If your opponent is an Arab, you have already won, if your comrade-in-arms is an Italian, you have already lost, don't ask why!

"Do you know what the only difference between your men and the Idlers is?"

The corners of Jonas Savimbi's mouth twitched, and he looked embarrassed.

"The only difference between your men and the Idulians is that the Idulians fight to surrender, and your men fight to escape!" Sean tapped his finger on Jonas Savimbi's chest, "Because you may be captured and killed if you surrender, after all, your opponent is too savage!"

"However, if the opponent is replaced by a white man, I have a feeling that they will charge when they go to the battlefield, the law *** salute, raise the gun horizontally, rush over is a slip kneeling, surrender, hurry up and take me, I'm going to Europe fucking home!" As he spoke, Sean rolled his eyes widely.

Bet, those would definitely do this kind of thing, after all, they have to smuggle through without money, even if they go to Europe as refugees than in Africa!

Jonas Savimbi lowered his head, he had no face to see people, his bright disguise was directly torn apart, what African warlords, the rabble praised them, and a round of artillery coverage couldn't resist it!

Nothing!

Sean scolded with a dry mouth and sat back on the couch with a grunt, "I'm not the U.S. government, they spend taxpayers' money, and I spend my own money."

"They don't care where the money goes, if it's worth it, if it's enough, but I care!"

"Lao Tzu's money is not blown by the wind, every bullet, every shell I have to use in practice, understand?"

"Understood, understood." Jonas Savimbi stood up and squeezed out a smile, "Sir must be thirsty, I'll go get you something to drink."

Sean raised his eyelids and looked at Jonas Savimbi, good fellow, it's not like he can't serve people.

I still like how unruly you were before

With a sigh, Sean shook his hand, and Jonas Savimbi immediately walked towards the door.

There is no need to order anything specifically, outside, Sean's food and drink are prepared by a professional team and are all carried with him, and he generally does not eat what is prepared locally.

Although it is not as exaggerated as the air freight from the United States, it is absolutely inspected and well prepared.

After all, Sean has too many friends... Very enthusiastic behind the scenes. Brought the tea he liked, drank a few sips to moisten his throat, Sean's anger also disappeared a lot, and then he said, "The old people under your command are useless, what do you want to do, you can figure it out yourself."

"But," Jonas Savimbi said after a moment's hesitation, "they are all Owendu."

The Owen Du people, an Angolan ethnic group in South Africa, account for 35.7% of the country's population, the largest ethnic group in the country, and it is also the confidence of Jonas Savimbi to cross Angola.

In any country in the world, many things depend on the villagers. Sean frowned, "In this way, it is definitely necessary to train recruits, and it is completely out of the 100% recruit lineup of your current batch of veterans, I will arrange for instructors to start from scratch and train according to the standards of the US military."

"The soldiers of this batch of recruits can still be Owendu, they are still your team, I am not interested in this, you don't have to be wary, just with the economic situation of Angola, even if the national GDP is given to me, it is just an inconspicuous part of my business map."

"As for the existing veterans, I'll give you a suggestion, slowly turn into a local army or a policeman, damn Angola is so fucking bad."

"I didn't have the money to support the police and the local army." Jonas Savimbi beeped quietly.

However, the whole person relaxed, and Sean promised that the recruits would still choose the Owen Du people, then he was relieved.

Whatever Sean sends people to train, these people will eventually choose him, the Owen Du people, to be loyal to him, rather than Sean, an outsider, this is the dependence of the race.

The person in charge of training, Sean had already planned it, so he chose from within the umbrella, an all-black team.

It's impossible for whites to train theirs!

It would be terrible to send a couple of whites to live together in an all-black place, they wouldn't be respected, it would be nice not to be torn apart.

After all, it's not... It is impossible to have the kind of scene of rejoicing at the arrival of foreign adults, feeling honored, and sending cars, houses, and women.

It seems to have been stabbed by a stick from a foreign adult.,The whole scene is noble.。 The reason is that are too savage, and they don't understand what the free world and the nobility of the civilized world are.

Lao Hei prefers to destroy good things, and stab them well with a slinger or something

To get back to the point, this matter is urgent, it will take time for Jonas Savimbi to choose new recruits, and it will take time for Sean to mobilize the training team.

It also takes time to build a training base.

There is also the problem of material supply that needs to be solved, which is difficult to meet in Angola.

The old blacks don't have any firm beliefs, they must follow the capitalist set, if they want these people to behave and dare to fight on the battlefield, then the treatment must be good.

Sean is ready to train 3,000 people to come out, and if he doesn't need to meet the standards of the U.S. military, it is impossible, it is enough to have half of the combat effectiveness.

With 3,000 high-quality troops as the main force, combined with the rabble under Jonas Savimbi, it will be enough to deal with dos Santos.

Of course, no matter how much it is, even if Sean trains, Jonas Savimbi can't afford to raise it after he takes over, 3,000 people, from training to salary, even if the Angolan consumption level is stretched, 30 million a year is not enough.

Every shell has to be imported!

How much tax can that little chicken fart have!

Once the plan and direction for the development of the armed forces are set, the rest will be much simpler.

According to Jonas Savimbi, he is now in dire need of a sum of money to buy off the chiefs and magnates of various tribes and other races.

After all, there are elections next year.

But Sean thought about it for a while and shook his head and rejected the proposal, "I don't think it's useful, it's not that I can't bear the money, but even if you win, Dos Santos will definitely declare the election invalid, and in the end, it will be a battle on the battlefield."

"But ......," Jonas Savimbi argued, "the victory in the general election represents the name of Orthodoxy, though

I still have to fight, at least nominally I am righteous, and the other races will not go against me."

"As long as there is a fight, they will not dare to participate in it, and they are not afraid of being sent to the battlefield to be cannon fodder, and the first wave will be wiped out!" Sean retorted, though, that the name of orthodoxy does work.

If the name is not right, the words are not good.

However, he still looks down on Africa in his bones, and feels that this place is the best description of barbarism and backwardness, and force can decide everything.

Seeing that Jonas Savimbi looked eager, wanting to defend but not daring, Sean snorted, "Okay, how much money do you need to buy these people, I tell you clearly, I won't give too much, damn, a bunch of useless bones and scum, wasting Lao Tzu's money!"

"You can tell them that you paid a lot of money to hire the Umbrella Company to help you train soldiers, and I didn't take the money but took the mines and land, and I will definitely support you in defeating Dos Santos for my own benefit."

"I, Sean, the name of my umbrella company, is no more convincing than a little money!"

"If you don't join, wait for the victory, and then they will wait to be liquidated!" Sean said in a cold voice.

Jonas Savimby's eyes widened, yes, I'm fucking different now, I have a dad now!

A child with a dad is like a treasure!

I, Jonas Savimbi, the future greatest president of Angola, hit the money!