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Chapter 761 Arms Dealer's Conscience

When everyone was partying in Johnny's Fun and Fury Bar.

In the northeast corner of Tiyo's training camp, the arms modification factory belonging to Victor is still brightly lit.

"I didn't expect you to be here."

Hearing Qin Fei's voice, Victor turned his head from the top of an MI-8 helicopter.

"Qin, why did you come here to find me?" He held a large special screwdriver in his hand and slowly climbed down from the ladder. As he climbed, he said: "Tonight is the celebration of your X mercenary group.

Yes, shouldn't you be in the bar? All my maintenance technicians asked me for leave tonight and went to Johnny's bar."

"They can relax, but I can't." Qin Fei said: "Who makes me the leader? When others can relax and drink, the leader can't."

Victor stopped, stepped on the ladder, froze for a moment, and turned his head to look at Qin Fei.

Qin Fei touched his face: "Why, is there something dirty on my face?"

"No..." Victor continued to go down the ladder, and finally jumped to the ground, put away the screwdriver, picked up a rag and wiped his hands, and said while wiping: "Qin, I was just wondering how you have such a stable and mature temperament.

You know, she is in her twenties...oh, just look at my precious daughter!"

He was referring to his daughter, Sophia, who was a colleague of Liang Shaoqin in Doctors Without Borders.

"Sofia is very nice and caring. She is a colleague of my mother." Qin Fei smiled and raised his right hand. In the bag in his hand were two bottles of vodka. There was a bear painted on the label. It was authentic Russian product.

Vodka.

"I brought some wine and roast lamb. I thought you were Russian and you should like vodka."

Victor walked to Qin Fei, took out a bottle from the bag, and put it under the light to take a look.

"It's not a good product. This brand can only be sold for 500 rubles in Russia."

Qin Fei smiled and said: "This is Africa. I searched through Zunni's bar before I found two bottles of this wine. It is said that it sells for 30 US dollars a bottle!"

"30 US dollars!?" Victor looked at Qin Fei in surprise, then lowered his head and moved his gaze to the wine bottle, muttering to himself: "It's more profitable than selling arms! If I had known, I would have switched to selling wine.

."

After saying that, he pointed to the door.

"Come on, let's go outside and chat."

After leaving the main door of the maintenance warehouse, the two of them sat on the cement steps. Qin Fei took out the mutton from the bag and laid it out, and one of them picked up a bottle of vodka and unscrewed the bottle.

Victor took a sip into his mouth.

"Cool!"

He frowned and shouted happily.

"Although it is cheap wine, it still tastes like the motherland."

Qin Fei noticed that there was another SU-27 in the warehouse. The main body had been assembled, but the wings and tail had not been assembled. It looked like it was naked and clamped on the huge workbench.

"Is that the SU-27 Lawrence wants?" he asked.

Victor said: "Yes, there is another one in the maintenance warehouse nearby, and it is almost assembled."

Qin Fei's eyes fell on the MI-8. These were not the three MI-8s sold to him, because the three MI-8s in the training camp were installed by Victor first and had already been used by his godfather.

It seems that Victor swept a batch of old MI-8s this time, dismantled them all and sent them here for assembly.

"Can't you tell that the big arms dealer himself can repair airplanes?"

"That's my little hobby." Victor said: "The company I led used to be responsible for military airport security. It was stationed next to the airport. There was also a repair camp and armament depot there. Those repair technicians were repairing it every day.

There are all kinds of weapons and equipment, ranging from small firearms to large aircraft, tanks, and military armored vehicles. When I have nothing to do, I will help out because repairing equipment is my hobby."

He turned around and looked at the MI-8 with deep affection in his eyes.

"When you hold the tools to repair those aircraft and weapons, you seem to be able to touch them and talk to them..."

"Because of this, you decided to sell arms yourself?" Qin Fei joked.

The expression on Victor's face froze for a moment, and then he drank a large sip of wine.

Qin Fei realized that he might have gone too far with his teasing.

For a former Soviet soldier, it was an unbearable memory and the tragedy of a once glorious country.

"When it disintegrated, the entire former Soviet Union fell into starvation. At that time, food was rationed. Even the soldiers couldn't eat enough. The currency devalued and turned into waste paper. Prices soared. A soldier's pitiful salary might not even be able to buy enough.

I can’t afford two slices of bread.”

Having said this, Victor turned his eyes to Qin Fei, looking at the man who could be his son.

"Of course you have never experienced that era. At that time, your motherland was undergoing reform and opening up and was heading towards prosperity. You would not understand our mentality back then."

"I have more than a hundred soldiers under my command. Those young boys, they are my brothers. They are hungry every day and their faces are blue and their lips are white. But as a young company commander, I can't do anything. We soldiers can't do anything."

We know who to believe, and we don’t know whose fault it is that this motherland has reached this stage. And we just want to have a full stomach and let our families have a full stomach..."

"Later I went to the Khabarovsk Military Division Office for official business. My comrade from the military school was a company commander there. He entertained me with wine and meat. I was surprised and asked him where these things came from.

, why do they have funds? He told me that he got this from selling the BMP amphibious infantry fighting vehicle in his armory. By the way, it was sold to you Z people..."

"After returning to my army, I realized that since I couldn't control the direction of the entire country, I could at least control the fate of my own men and my family. I took out the only money I had to continue and sold my father to leave me

I bought a Rolex watch with the money, bought a gift with the money, and went to find the commander of the base who has a good relationship with me..."

At this point, he took a swig of vodka and poured the throat-burning liquid into his stomach.

"From that day on, I transformed from a soldier to an arms dealer. Although I only retired two years later, I actually realized later that from the moment that great change began, the man named Vic

Many Soviet captains are already dead, and all that remains is Victor, the arms dealer..."

He took a sip of wine, and then looked at Qin Fei, his gray eyes filled with a kind of sadness that only belonged to soldiers.

"However, I am an arms dealer with a conscience. I don't think I am bad. Do you know why my business is the largest in Africa?"

Qin Fei was distracted from Victor's sad mood. He took a sip of wine, put down the bottle and asked, "Why?"


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