Chapter 328: European Trade Mission
Half an hour later, a group of tall Mao-Russian people, surrounded by several Iraqi generals, walked in in the dust.
It is indeed the old Maozi, Saddam Hussein drew conclusions from their Viking accent and rugged appearance.
Moreover, the leader seemed to be a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.
"Your Excellency the President, I am Yuri Victor, and I came to Baghdad with my delegation in '91 and had the privilege of meeting Mr. President." Victor took out a treasured old photo from his jacket pocket and respectfully handed it to Saddam.
Saddam Hussein looked at this old photograph, which was already a little wrinkled and white, and some vague memories in his brain slowly emerged and became clear.
He laughed, pointed to the gray figure in the photo, and said, "Well, of course I remember, but at that time, you were still a staff attachΓ©, what?" Now elevated? β
Victor smiled slightly, and said in a solemn tone: "Your Excellency, I am no longer a warrior now. β
"Huh?" Saddam Hussein was a little stunned.
Victor squeezed his eyes at him again, and said: "I am now the trade representative of a European company, this time on behalf of our company, to conduct normal business and trade with Your Excellency, these are all civil behaviors, and they have nothing to do with Mao Russia!" β
Hearing him say this, Saddam suddenly realized, and leaned back with a smile: "Not bad, not bad!" We are normal business dealings, not between countries. β
He forced himself to hold back his laughter, but he kept scolding in his heart: "Damn old Maozi, you are so timid, you don't want to sell weapons to me, but you want to pretend to be an ordinary company's deal!" It seems that Mao Russia is really getting worse and worse, so he will be frightened by the people of the United States to hide at home and dare not come out! β
Woo woo.
That's when it happened.
Outside, over Baghdad, there was another high-pitched roar.
Saddam's face twitched slightly, but soon turned into a completely fearless demeanor, and scolded with a smile: "Damn the rice fly is here again, we don't have to worry about it, it's just that I don't know what kind of gift Mr. Victor has brought us?" β
Two guards brought some special products, including cantaloupe, watermelon, and other tropical fruits, and the tropical desert climate of the Middle East caused the local crops to seem to be able to store water.
Of course, the most famous local fruit in Iraq has to be the date, and he picks one of them up and throws it in his mouth, greeting Victor as he greets him.
Victor was unmoved, just smiled and waved someone to bring in a wooden box with many planks nailed in.
This wooden box is not big, only a few tens of centimeters in size, and it is easy to see that those entourages can easily move it, so it can be seen that it is not a very heavy thing.
Saddam Hussein asked suspiciously, "What is this?"
On his face, he couldn't hide the disappointment, what he needed now was a large number of fighters, functional equipment capable of restoring the radar station, and these things would obviously not be hidden in this small wooden box.
Victor did not ask people to open the wooden box directly, nor did he answer his questions, but talked about the recent war situation in the Middle East.
"I heard that now your country's fighter planes no longer dare to take off, and the tanks are also hiding in underground bomb shelters, and in the face of the incessant bombardment of the United States, your country's only countermeasure is to use scuds to counterattack?"
Saddam's face turned red with anger, clenched his fists tightly, and even wanted to lift the table.
Hitting people doesn't slap their faces, scolding people doesn't expose their shortcomings, this point of human affection is sophisticated, don't you understand Maozi?
But looking at the other party's solemn expression, he finally knew that he was asking for someone now, and endured it for a long time before he nodded and squeezed out two words:
"Yes".
Obviously, his face has been beaten.
Victor was a blind guy, he didn't even see Saddam's unhappiness, but continued to ask: "The hit rate of the Scud missile is indeed very poor, and being able to hit a kilometer around the target is already very good." β
"Come to think of it, your results are not ideal, is that so?"
Saddam's chest was about to explode.
Iraq's airspace allows the fighters of the United States to enter and exit freely, and this is not because the quality of your planes is too poor!
Our missiles can't hit the enemy, and your technology can't do it!
Now, you're embarrassed to ask me if that's the case?
His breathing became a little heavy, and several times, he wanted to brush his sleeves away, but when he looked at Majid, who was constantly glaring at him, he held back the anger in his heart and asked, "Mr. Victor, what do you want to say?" The bombardment of the people of the United States is becoming more and more frequent, and they basically come twenty or thirty times a day. β
"If we are defeated, I believe it will not do you any good, the soldiers of the United States will stand on your border line sooner or later, I don't know what your country will do at that time?"
Although he didn't control his anger, he still couldn't help but mock Lao Maozi's cowardice.
Victor smirked: "These policies were made by Mr. President, and I just carried out the orders." β
"Okay, then I'll get back to the topic, this time I'm bringing an improved product developed based on the navigation system of the Scud missile, which can guarantee that your missile, after launch, will not be more than 100 meters away from the circumference of the target!"
"I believe that with this system, you will definitely be able to deal an extremely heavy blow to the US military!"
Saddam Hussein turned his anger into joy.
The error of 100 meters is quite high.
Within this margin of error, he is sure that the US military will blow up the crying father and mother.
As a general who has fought a war for more than ten years, he knows that if this improved guidance system can really reach the level that the other side said, it can definitely reverse the passive situation at the moment to a certain extent.
It is even possible to force them to be led by the nose by themselves through the continuous bloodletting of the US military.
Then the meaning is too great!
As soon as he thought of this, he was so excited that he couldn't help but ask continuously: "What is the price of this guidance system?" How many sets are you ready to provide to us? How long does it take to retrofit a set? β
"In addition, if you can send professionals to help us rebuild the air defense system, then we have absolute confidence that the United States will be defeated!"
The commander of the Air Force next to him also came over and answered: "It's best to sell us some more Su-27s, so that we won't be afraid of air battles with them." β
"That's right!" Majid, as a diplomatic representative, also said: "If we have 200 Su-27s, we will definitely be able to speak much tougher when we speak to the outside world." β
Victor pretended to be calm on his face, but he was complaining in his heart, he was not really a Mao-Russian envoy, and at present he only had a few sets of Scud's guidance systems in his hands, so what other arms could he sell to them.
It's just that he can't get off the stage at this time.
Victor adjusted his mentality and muttered: "We are here this time, mainly to help you improve the guidance system of the Scud and test its effect, and for these systems, our quotation is 2.8 million US dollars, and the modification fee is 200,000 US dollars, as for the rest, we can only wait for me to go back and report, and then make a decision from above." β
Saddam's heart sank, and the expression on his face became unpleasant.
Lao Maozi is really the same as always, he has never tried inferior goods, so he took them out to cheat money, and their other requirements were deliberately ignored and avoided talking.
What the fuck, you're using me as a testing ground for new weapons!
He had a cold attitude and asked Victor and them to rest, but they said that they hoped to put into work as soon as possible and complete the modification of these six guidance systems as soon as possible.
In the face of their somewhat responsible attitude.
Saddam's face looked a little better, and then he asked them to take them to a secret factory.