Libie, Tripoli, Saeed Auto Repair Plant

Thanks to the brief peace in Libya, the business of the repair shop has also improved, and many citizens have even driven luxury cars left over from before the war to be repaired. The original half-dead small factory has been revitalized and has developed into a large factory with more than 100 people, which is definitely a large enterprise in the current Tripoli, but no one would have thought that such a seemingly normal repair shop underground has long been hollowed out.

At this time, in the huge underground workshop, Wang Yue was holding a strange-looking pistol and chatting with Said.

"Said, are you sure this thing will work?" Wang Yue looked at the weapon recommended to him by Said a little speechlessly-a single-shot pistol, but this pistol is not too rough, the material is ordinary steel, the surface has not been treated in any way, and it has not even been polished.

Only one round can be loaded at a time, and the most common 7.62mm Tokarev pistol cartridge is used, and the seal seems to be okay when the bay is closed, and the reed pushes the hammer, and the fire that strikes the bullet directly can be fired.

Suddenly, a word popped up in Wang Yue's mind - the only pout, isn't this Nima just a slightly better pout! His good subordinates actually used CNC machine tools to build a unique pout for themselves.

"No problem, boss, this pistol in your hand can sell more than 100,000 pieces a year, if it doesn't sound, the person who sells weapons will die a long time ago," Said didn't care, Wang Yue offered to let him help get a particularly cheap pistol, he made this thing as soon as possible, using scrap from the car repair shop, and the apprentice operated a CNC machine tool car forty years ago, and the car came out in ten minutes, and the only thing that could be counted as a cost was the wear and tear of a few old-fashioned cutter heads.

"How much does this thing sell for you?" Wang Yue was a little curious, if it weren't for the fact that his plan needed too many weapons, he would definitely not have found a way for Said, isn't the second-hand bolt-action rifle in Tasha's hand for thirty dollars a piece fragrant, even if it is a pistol, isn't the $50 TT-33 bad?

"Five hundred rupees, but this gun is mainly for export, and the price I said is the selling price in the southern countries, and it is a little more than six dollars when converted into dollars." Said's statement is still very conservative, because of the high wear and tear of this kind of pistol and the low manufacturing threshold, the most conservative market in a certain country in South Asia should be more than one million pieces per year. Even more, if you add some people's homemade, it will be even more, to put it bluntly, it is a tube, a firing device, a bullet, and the most expensive one may be that bullet.

"What about the cost of this?" Wang Yue looked at this gun again, and his eyes were full of like, and he didn't think about anything else, as long as it was cheap enough.

"At present, it should be around $4, if it is manufactured in large quantities, it is estimated that it will not cost $3, and the quality is definitely the best in the market!" Saeed is very sure that even if it is broken, he will use steel, but his counterparts in South Asia can simply use the iron pipe directly, and with the 7.7mm rifle bullet they love to use, they can shoot dozens of shots.

"Very good, then let's get 10 million first!" Wang Yue wanted to dump the gun in the Japanese-occupied area for a long time, but the firearm in his hand was broken again, and it was a good weapon, and it still had the value of use after the Japanese army confiscated it, but this thing made by Said was different, unless the Japanese army pumped their brains, they would never equip the troops with this thing.

But for the majority of the common people, it is different, even if this unique pout is broken, it is also lethal, and it can also kill the devil, in the face of the oppression of the devil, at a critical juncture, they also have the capital to fight to the death, and the Japanese army wants to be rampant and domineering in the occupied area and has scruples, which can protect the people well, as for whether the devil will be slaughtered because of this thing, it depends on whether the devil's head is iron, as long as they can kill all the resistants, otherwise, there will always be someone who will raise their guns against them, and they will not die, the endless kind.

"A thousand, ten million! So much? Said was also frightened by Wang Yue's generosity, this kind of pistol actually has a very limited audience, and the profit is not high, for a long time, only two countries in South Asia produce this thing, and 10 million pieces will never be sold, even if you can't sell it for decades.

"No matter how much, you can organize people to make it, just follow this standard!" Wang Yue's attitude replied in the affirmative, if it weren't for the fear of scaring Said, he would have wanted to make 100 million at a time, and let everyone in the occupied area have one at that time, and see if the devil would dare to leave the camp with one or two people at that time? Maybe you'll be killed by flirting with a little girl on the street.

Thinking of the scene of the devil being suspicious in the camp all day and night, and not even daring to go to the toilet alone, Wang Yue's heart was full of anticipation.

"No problem, boss, I'll help you build the weapon as soon as possible!" Said responded with some excitement, 10 million seems to be a lot, but in fact, dozens of CNC machine tools are put out, and it is still very easy to build this simple weapon, although he is working for others, but there is still a business bonus, tens of millions of dollars of business, the bonus is quite gratifying.

"Said, find someone to design a diagram of use, use the simplest picture to explain how to use it, no text, and another is that you need to customize a batch of cloth pockets, just put the manual, pistol, and three bullets into it." Wang Yue continued to explain while thinking about it, considering the illiteracy rate over there in 1940, he decided that it would be better to illustrate it with pictures, as for why it was three bullets, it was really unnecessary, if this thing was really used, there might only be one chance to excite it, too many bullets were meaningless.

"Boss, what standard bullet to use?" Said asked, the bullet is too big, the big factory, the small factory, and the small workshop, expired, new, steel, copper, and charge, warhead material, etc., the price of the same model of bullet is very different.

"What is the cheapest bullet?" Wang Yue was thinking about using the bullet in his hand directly, but listening to Said's meaning, it seemed that he had something else to say.

"Peshawar's lead-tipped black powder reloading ammunition is very cheap because of the low power of this bullet and the loss of the barrel, and you can buy 20 rounds for a dollar." Saeed explained.

"It's cheap, then use this bullet." It was the first time Wang Yue knew that there was such a cheap bullet, this is in 2023, five cents per bullet, and it was only the same in 1940, and this kind of bullet is useless even if it is confiscated by the devil

"Boss, you must know that even in Peshawar, not every family has the ability to produce firearms, so there are still many families who specialize in the production of low-end products, and this kind of reloading bullet comes from this way, and the sales are basically our two neighbors in the north and south." Saeed saw that Wang Yue seemed to be very interested in this matter, so he explained.

"Since Said is like this, let's first collect a batch of this lead-tipped black powder Tokarev pistol cartridge for backup, let's come with 500 million rounds first, you just look at the purchase." Wang Yue felt that the war over there in 1940 had to be fought, since this was the case, it was better to hoard some more, even if it was used to give away people, it was good, and there was not much money left and right. 33

"Okay, boss!" Said responded with some gratitude, the people who make this kind of bullet in Peshawar are the poorest families, there is really such a large order, enough to feed thousands of families, a large number of bullets are purchased for themselves, and the market price can also be stabilized, so that the price of this bullet will not continue to fall, and at the same time increase the price of other price bullets.

"Said, I've heard that there are many merchants in Peshawar who went bankrupt because of the end of the Northern War, is there such a thing?" Wang Yue looked at Said and asked, there are still weapons channels on Tasha's side, but according to the current war situation, he is worried that there will be changes, so in addition to increasing the amount of weapons hoarded during this time, he is still thinking of other ways.

"Boss, there was indeed such a period of time before, but many people like me have gone to other countries to make a living, and there are not many people who really stay in Peshawar." Said was a little embarrassed by Wang Yue's question, wasn't he unemployed because the war in his northern neighbor ended? Even in Libby, factories had to be sold because of the confrontation between the East and the West.

"There is still some, in this way, you can contact us, I hope to expand our 45mm grenade production as soon as possible." Wang Yue frowned, but still explained.

The arsenal of the Eighth Route Army is now fully engaged in the production of 45mm mortar shells, and even the production of 82 mortars has been suspended, but it is still unable to meet the ammunition consumption of thousands of 45mm mortars.

It's really too easy to use, light weight, high precision, easy to use, easy to transfer, low cost of use, even better than the 82 mortar in many battles, especially in squad-scale conflicts, forming a crushing trend for Japanese troops.

Brigade Commander Chen mentioned it to Wang Yue a few times for the matter of the shells, and if he didn't want to help solve it, he was indeed a little embarrassed, originally he wanted to throw the raw materials over and let the Eighth Route Army assemble them by himself, but the technicians in the hands of the Eighth Route Army were too few, and if they were expected to assemble it themselves, it would not be as fast as Said's side to produce by the way.

"Boss, three thousand rounds a day is not enough?" Said felt that he had a toothache, and the output of 3,000 rounds a day was not enough, how fierce should this conflict be, it would not be to throw this thing to the battlefield in Eastern Europe to waste.

"It's not enough, I hope to form a production capacity of 10,000 rounds a day by the end of the year, and in addition, we will also produce supporting low-cost mortars." Wang Yue said proudly.

Some people died, but not completely......