Except for top-secret combat readiness troops, no one would pull out nuclear warheads every day. They are often stored in arsenals known only to a few senior officers, and the warheads and vehicles must be separated.
This is also the reason why ballistic missile nuclear submarines are so powerful. Because only they can remain hidden in the depths of the ocean and maintain combat readiness for a long time. Neither land-based nor air-based nuclear vehicles can do this.
Zhou Qingfeng ran to Mao Xiong's territory in a daze, not knowing where to find highly concentrated nuclear materials.
The Russian agent did not dare to inquire casually when Marcos was asked to explore the route. This kind of information was too sensitive. The most he could do was find the Soviet Red Army's establishment list and figure out where to get tactical nuclear weapons.
Nuclear mines, nuclear artillery shells, and nuclear suitcases are all impractical and cannot be equipped on a large scale. Most of them have been "destroyed" during nuclear disarmament.
Marcos searched and searched, but in fact he only had two goals.
A 'Frog-7' tactical rocket, officially code-named 9K52. Its vehicle is a 9P113 wheeled three-purpose launch vehicle, and the body is modified from an 8×8 military truck. It has a tactical nuclear warhead.
The Soviet rocket artillery was equipped with this thing from the 1960s to the 1980s. If you want to engage in it, just go to Grozny. Maozi lost two Frog-7 systems when he evacuated.
But Grozny has no nuclear warheads.
The other one is amazing, the SS-21 'Scarab-B' short-range tactical missile. It has a range of 120 kilometers and a circular error of ten meters. It is quite accurate even with conventional warheads.
In the famous ‘West-81’ exercise, Mao Xiong simulated using SS-21 and other tactical missiles to conduct 141 tactical nuclear strikes against NATO’s defense lines in West Germany.
The power of its applicable nuclear warheads ranges from 100 tons to 10,000 tons, which is enough to forcefully tear open the enemy's defense lines.
This kind of frontline tactical nuclear weapons is equipped in several elite units of the Kiev Military District. For example, the 107th Rocket Artillery Regiment under the Sixth Guards Tank Army.
According to the information obtained by Marco Shi, Zhou Qingfeng traveled all the way to Kiev under the guise of doing business and with the help of Chuikov as an intermediary.
General Chechevatov, the commander of the Kiev Military Region, did not refuse his visit. However, Colonel Isakov, who was responsible for the contact, seemed to have a grudge and wanted to give Zhou Qingfeng a show of strength.
People who have been in the army for a long time are masculine and awe-inspiring, and can easily develop a self-righteous attitude. Colonel Isakoff has been in the army for more than 20 years, and ordinary recruits see him like "a mouse sees a cat."
In daily life, the colonel can easily make ordinary people feel pressured and even give in by staring seriously. But after looking at Zhou Qingfeng for a few seconds, the colonel felt slightly dizzy.
The accumulated momentum was instantly broken without any attack.
The colonel couldn't help but close his eyes and hold on to the table at hand. When he opened his eyes again, Zhou Qingfeng also restrained his playful expression and said in a deep voice: "If you are not in a hurry, I can talk about it tomorrow. But if you are in a hurry,
if......"
"As a businessman, what can you bring to us?" The colonel had an instinctive aversion to Zhou Qingfeng's arrival. This guy wanted to loot the weapons and equipment that the Soviets spent a lot of money to build.
A true soldier cannot accept such disarming blasphemy.
Zhou Qingfeng immediately asked: "What do you want?"
The colonel's expression darkened, and his strong shoulders relaxed. He once again held on to the desk at hand, and his breathing became disordered.
What do you want? Want to be strong forever!
Kiev is far away from Moscow, and the hundreds of thousands of officers and soldiers stationed here seem to be experiencing an absurd drama, watching the Holy Alliance they swore to defend with their lives collapse.
The alliance spent huge sums of money over the decades to build an armed force that could even be said to be militarily ineffective. The fortress was breached from the inside, and the frustration of the earth shattering struck every soldier's heart.
On August 22nd, the World War II veteran who defended Leningrad, Hero of the Soviet Union, Marshal of the Soviet Army, Chief of General Staff of the Allied Armed Forces...
Sergei Fedorovich Akhromeev committed suicide in his office in Building 1 of the Kremlin. He wrote in his suicide note:
"When the motherland is about to perish and the whole meaning of my life is destroyed, I can no longer live. My age and the life journey I have gone through give me the right to die. I will fight until the last breath of my life."
This is a veteran who joined the Soviet Red Army at the age of seventeen. He participated in the most brutal World War II and fought against the German invaders in the ice and snow. He formulated all the plans for the invasion of Afghanistan and was promoted from the bottom to the marshal.
Akhromeev is undoubtedly the spiritual symbol of Soviet officers and soldiers. His death was like an exploding nuclear bomb, shocking and bursting, destroying the will of the army.
Colonel Isaach would rather participate in a fatal battle and sacrifice his life on the battlefield, even if he dies anonymously, than face a greedy foreign bandit like Zhou Qingfeng.
Zhou Qingfeng asked 'what do you want', but the colonel didn't know what he wanted? Maybe he wanted to turn back time and restore everything to the past, so that the alliance could have a chance to correct its mistakes, clean up the corrupted body, and regain its vitality.
But now there is only confusion and regret.
"I can provide a batch of gold." Zhou Qingfeng said proactively. He shouted outside the office door: "Marco Shi, go get the boxes I brought."
There was a sound outside the door, and after a while the footsteps returned and there was a knock on the door.
The soldiers guarding the door came in carrying four heavy boxes and placed them on the large desk with clattering noises. Zhou Qingfeng opened them himself, and they were all filled with golden gold bars.
But Colonel Isakoff didn't even look at it, he even snorted with contempt.
Zhou Qingfeng had to say for the other party: "The soldiers under your command will not follow you, they are locals. You need this gold."
That's right, the hundreds of thousands of troops in the Kiev Military District will become the National Defense Forces of Ermao next year. The soldiers don't even need to change their uniforms, and the equipment is ready-made.
The only ones who are leaving are the top-level senior officers, who are returning to Moscow to take up new positions. Even Colonel Isakov is the same.
In this situation, what do you expect a few "patriots" to do? The generals are eager to sell what can be sold as soon as possible. At this time, cash is king, and gold is better.
However, the colonel did not touch the four suitcases. He asked the soldiers to close the suitcases and carry them out of the office. He said coldly to Zhou Qingfeng, "Wait here," and turned around and left.
Marcos, who was stopped outside the door, entered the office and whispered: "Boss, the gold just now is worth millions of dollars. Is this how you want to give it away?"
The U.S. dollar is still very valuable today, and one million U.S. dollars is a huge amount of wealth, enough for a person to live comfortably for a lifetime—provided that prices do not rise randomly within thirty years.
Zhou Qingfeng shook his head with a wry smile, and Ma Keshi couldn't figure out what he was thinking.
A full hour later, Colonel Isakoff came back again. This time a major general came behind him. The latter said in a more arrogant command tone: "Mr. Zhou, we agree to make a deal with you.
You can buy any equipment you like at a reasonable price, but you must pay with dollars and gold."
Zhou Qingfeng shook his head, "That gold is to repay General Chechevatov's friendship. As for the equipment in your warehouse, I can only pay for it with light industrial products."
The new major general frowned and said coldly: "Then the price of your friendship is not enough."
"If you want more friendship, it depends on how much equipment you can give me. Open up your arsenal, I need to take a good look."