Joga attended an 'international defense show' in Egypt, and he bought a ticket to go there with curiosity, and then found that it was quite mysterious, but in fact it was similar to a car show.

Each family set up their booths, found a group of beautiful girls who didn't like to wear clothes to come to the platform, and then a group of salty and wet guys held long guns and short guns to shoot blindly.

This is true for those who sell cars, and it is also true for those who sell so-called 'defense supplies'.

It's just that the bazooka here is like a fire extinguisher given with the car, buy an armed off-road vehicle and give three RPG-7s, buy the top model even if you want a heavy machine gun, people grit their teeth and send it, and you can also give a few boxes of tracer bullets with the car.

Of course, Joga hadn't been to a mega-show like the Munich Defense Show and didn't know what that kind of big show was like.

As an exhibitor, it was the first time for Joga, but he saw the difference from a different perspective.

Most of the ordinary people who watch the excitement are interested in personal defense weapons, as well as all kinds of new gadgets, and even some weapon accessories from manufacturers are more attractive than those big guys.

And the people who really need it are divided into three categories, one is the big people who represent government procurement, they are hugging everywhere they go, and those ghosts see such people all groveling and hospitality.

There is also a kind of people from various defense companies of Afica, these people are stingy and very knowledgeable, and they pursue the highest cost performance.

It's not very profitable to do business with them, so the people at the booth are generally not very enthusiastic about them, because if they like it, you don't need to introduce them, they don't like it, they won't buy it if you just sleep with them.

The third category is interesting, in fact, it is subdivided in detail, and it has to be divided into two types.

One is that small countries like Central Africa, which are sanctioned and embargoed, these poor tinkling small countries simply can't come up with enough money.

And doing business with them may face huge fines, and even those involved may suffer lawsuits.

Without the endorsement of one of the five big brothers of the United Nations, the average wage earner would not be willing to take this risk.

The other is all kinds of rebels and extremists.

The two have one thing in common, that is, they usually come here to see but not buy, and the transactions facing them are generally behind the scenes.

Either it was backed by outside forces, or it was done by an underground arms distributor like the one who was killed by the bomb called Zachary.

They come to the exhibition to have a good time, and then record some prices, so as not to be too miserable.

The price of more than four times the normal is called being pitted, but in some special cases, those people can also accept the price of 6~8 times, and the transaction of more than 10 times is definitely not something that mortals can do.

The real dealers of these people are actually underground arms distributors, who control the arms channels, and at the same time do the business of buying second-hand arms and reselling them on the market, and now Liberia and Afghanistan are the hardest hit areas of this kind of business.

The arms sent by the French and Americans were packaged and sold, and then some of them were digested inside the periphery, and some of them flowed back to Europa and the Americas, where they became a major problem for the security services.

The Maury family was once the main collaborator of Zachary, and 30% of the smuggling arms from Europa to Afica were handled by the Maury family.

As a result, the Zachary saw that the Maury family was no longer working, so he swallowed the inventory they had left in Afika.

It's not right or wrong in the underworld, and if you believe in the law of the jungle, then you have to accept the consequences, and Zachary will be killed!

When a giant falls, there will definitely be various figures starting to emerge.

Joga had only been around the exhibition site for a whole morning, and he felt a restless atmosphere in the venue.

He can't say how he feels specifically, but some of them are very anxious, not only those rebels and extremist representatives, but also some manufacturers are also anxious.

Joga wore a work badge from the Jug-Inbert company, and when he walked to the booth of any small company, a manager-level person would come up to talk to him, and he would ask him if he knew any inside information.

If you don't come to the exhibition, you will never know that there are so many manufacturers in the world who rely on arms for food.

Ordinary people only know the AK series and the AR series, but most people don't know that these two series have countless modifications and feed many, many companies around the world.

These small civilian companies are not very well-informed, so they are a little scared.

Because just this morning, they sold out all the samples of light weapons, and the stocks they brought.

Someone was scanning through a South African defense company, and some small companies couldn't resist the temptation and sold all the samples in their hands.

The goods they brought were not very large, but they added up to a lot of money, and the people of these small companies didn't know what these people were doing with so many civilian weapons and ammunition?

This would have been a good thing, but when they noticed that the people in the big companies were quiet, they started to get nervous.

The risks of this industry are sometimes really high, especially for these small companies with poor risk resistance.

Bankruptcy is light, and once their weapons are involved in some fatal incident, a lawsuit alone can bring them down.

Joga stood at the booth of a Belgian company called CQ, curiously holding a square-headed, square-brain-shaped sci-fi shellless ammunition automatic rifle.

A tall, brown-haired Belgian approached him, glanced at the badge on his chest, and said, "What is the Jog-Infbert company doing here?" Have you found a new channel? Isn't Suari's business enough to keep you busy? ”

Qiao Jia put down the impractical sci-fi rifle in his hand and said with a smile: "Come and test the water, how is your business?" ”

The man shook his head slightly and said, "We haven't found a suitable dealer yet, but our samples and stocks of light weapons have been bought, so it can be regarded as a bit of a gain." ”

Qiao Jia looked at the counter that was mostly empty, he frowned and said: "Who would want so many samples, these things are not uniform, and they are all civilian modified guns."

Who is so stupid? What are you doing with so many modified guns? Collection? ”

The man looked at Joga a little strangely and said, "Didn't those people from the South African Defense Company look for you?" ”

Joga thought to himself that it was useless to look for it, and the team weapons of the Yug Inbert Company had been wrapped up by him, leaving only one sample of each to support the scene in the booth.

Not so with these small companies, they even have their samples swept away.

Qiao Jia was curious at this moment, who would do such a thing?

Civilian ammunition, except for some shotgun bullets, is basically reduced ammunition, why do defense companies want so many weapons and ammunition?

I don't understand!

The two were equally inexplicable when several people from other booths hurried past them.

People from these small companies were supposed to be competitors, but now everyone is exchanging news.

"Go and see, there's a booth on the ground floor that's just open now, and our stuff is there.

Shit, we've been tricked! ”

Qiao Jia curiously followed to the hall on the first floor of the exhibition, only to see that in the center of the first floor, a booth called 'Red Stone', covering an area of 500 square meters, suddenly opened.

Hostesses, buffets, champagne and wine are available in unlimited quantities.

The defense weapons carefully produced by each company were displayed in their booths by 'Red Stone', attracting a lot of customers.

Managers of several small companies began to form a team to theorize, loudly denouncing the 'Redstone' company.

But Joga noticed a man in a wheelchair......

Pushed by a young woman, the guy kept wandering the booth, handing out business cards to those who were clearly 'illegal customers', and after a few whispered conversations, someone guided the customers outside the venue, boarded the vehicle and left the place.

In the end, the wheelchair man also found a few representatives of large companies who were standing in the distance and watched coldly, and after a few words of whispering, he returned to the booth with a smile on his face and began to repeat the previous process.

At this time, Joga realized that this was an opening ceremony with the meaning of Liwei.

At the stall where the Tunisian distributor Zachary died, the appearance of this guy beat some of the people of the small company with a stick, and then attracted all the attention of the audience to his side.

It's a bit of a groundbreak, telling people who come to see the show that they have enough energy, and at the same time, they can use the eye-catching effect to attract the real customers he wants.

However, this method can only be used at a small defense exhibition like Tunisia, and it is replaced by a giant exhibition like the Munich Defense Exhibition, and if this guy does this, he should be liquidated and driven out at this time.

Joga looked at the rows of small letters below the 'Redstone Company' logo, and the names of three of South Africa's most famous defense companies were prominently listed.

That's when Joga realized that this guy had gotten the 'End User Certificate'.

He can legally import weapons, and as for who he ends up selling to, that's up to him.

Of course, it's still illegal, but it has nothing to do with those arms supply companies, and the 'red stone' is the one behind it.

So the people in the big companies all left after they got a 'reasonable explanation'.

This Tunisian defense exhibition, because of the appearance of 'red stone', was messed up.

Small companies that focus on personalizing and customizing personal defense weapons are partly used as cannon fodder.

The samples were sold short, but not a single long-term customer was found, and all of them were backed by 'Redstone', so how could the people from those small companies give up?

But the more they argued, the more popular the Redstone booth became.

A few clever ones chose to buy their own samples back with more money, and a few stupid ones were finally taken out by a few big men, causing a burst of laughter.

Joga took a deep look at the wheelchair man, wanting to keep him in his heart, he had a hunch that this guy would be a character in the future.

Arms dealers never reject competition, and even on the surface, many companies seem to be sworn enemies, but secretly there may be cross-shareholding, because if there is no competition in this business, the market will not be vibrant, and when the world is peaceful, everyone will have no business to do.

The wheelchair man seemed to sense Qiaojia's gaze, he turned in Qiaojia's direction, motioned for the girl behind him to push him over, smiled and handed over a business card, and said, "Hello, my name is Aaron Dupont, the general manager of Redstone. ”

Saying that, Aaron glanced at the work card on Joga's chest, and he smiled and said, "The Yug Infbert company is very promising, but if you want to open up the market in Afica, you need a strong collaborator.

I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate! ”

Qiao Jia glanced at the heads of several small companies who had added money to buy back samples and left here with a disgraced face, he shook his head and said with a smile: "You can really make money by doing this business." ”

Aaron Waner smiled and said, "Those who do this are either smart, bold, well-connected, or well-funded.

I happen to have a little bit of all of these! ”