As soon as Du Fei answered the phone, he knew who it was and said with a smile: "Mr. Barak~"
On the other side of the phone, Mother Balak said, "I'm very sorry for disturbing you. I wonder if I would be lucky enough to invite Mr. Du to dinner tonight?"
Du Fei understood immediately. No wonder Balak's mother kept silent about purchasing equipment when they met before. It turned out that she had already made plans to have a private meeting with him.
Of course Du Fei would not refuse. He asked about the time and place and promised to go there after get off work.
The place Mother Balak agreed on was a halal hotel not far from the Museum of History.
It was very early to establish diplomatic relations with Huaguo. We established diplomatic relations in 1956, and it has been almost twenty years now.
At that time, it was the wave of independence after World War II, and a number of heroes emerged from the former colonies and semi-colonies.
After get off work, Du Fei led his secretary and driver to the agreed place.
This hotel usually mainly entertains staff from other nearby history museums, as well as some familiar local Muslims.
Du Fei came here and as soon as he got off the car, he saw his mother Balak standing at the door waiting.
When they met again, mother Balak smiled and shook hands: "I take the liberty of inviting you. It would be a great honor for you to do so."
Du Fei said: "You are too polite. We are both ancient countries and our friendship has a long history. Although we are new friends personally, I believe that we have a common position and the same goal."
Balak's mother was stunned for a moment, and then laughed knowingly.
The two of them came to the store and found a private room that was quite luxuriously decorated and had an exotic feel.
The kitchen had been prepared in advance, and Du Fei started serving food soon after arriving.
Although there are only two people, there are many types of dishes, and they are colorful. Even though most of the ingredients are sourced locally, they still have an exotic flavor.
The driver and Secretary Zhang who came with Du Fei were placed next door, and the dishes were slightly simpler.
As expected this time, during the dinner, his mother Barak brought up the matter of purchasing weapons, and immediately made a request that Du Fei could not agree to.
Du Fei ate a lot. Firstly, he was really hungry. Secondly, although the appearance of these side dishes was a bit poor, they tasted pretty good.
Hearing Mu Balak's request, he couldn't help but be surprised and put down his chopsticks: "Mr. Mu Balak, do you want to buy the Dongfeng missiles we sold to Ka Dazuo?"
Mother Balak nodded solemnly: "Yes, this is exactly my biggest request for coming here this time."
Du Fei finally understood why Balak, the mother, never mentioned this matter during the day. It was really inappropriate to talk about buying such a thing in front of Hashem.
But no matter what, it was impossible for Du Fei to agree to this request.
First of all, he didn't have missiles at all. He had to cooperate with Director Nie to renovate the few missiles he originally sold to Ka Dazuo.
Secondly, the situation is fundamentally different from that in Ribia.
Although Cardano of Ribia is arrogant, he has no motivation to use missiles at all. However, the situation is different and a war is about to begin. If he really sells it to them, if he sells it today, it may fall on the heads of their enemies tomorrow.
Du Fei sells things to make money, not to cause trouble for himself.
He immediately said that the last time he sold missiles to Kadzo, he was criticized, and that he would not do the same next time, but it was really not possible now.
Mother Balak frowned and pursed her lips.
Of course he was not satisfied with Du Fei's answer. This kind of excuse was just to coax a child.
"Du, you said just now that we are friends, but you Huaguo are so perfunctory with friends?" Mother Balak said in a stiff tone: "The same missile can be sold to Ribia but cannot be sold to us?"
Du Fei smiled and said frankly: "Listen to me, Hunis, you can't say this. If you sell the missile to Ka Dazo, he won't launch it casually, but..." Du Fei said here with profound meaning: "
If they get into your hands, I'm afraid that these missiles will fall on the streets of extremely materialistic people before next year. You should know better than me what the consequences will be, and we can't afford to get into big trouble for this little money."
Balak's mother was startled and stared at Du Fei in disbelief.
He subconsciously reacted, did Du Fei know about their plan? But currently there are no more than five people who know about this plan. How did Du Fei know about it?
However, Balak's mother was not an ordinary person after all, and she calmed down in an instant.
Du Fei said with a smile: "Hunis, don't be nervous. Your relationship with Youtai is there. Isn't it normal to make such speculations? Although you failed in the last war, that is not the end. We are all
understandable."
Mother Balak said solemnly: "It will never end unless those Youtai people with blood-stained hands completely leave the land that belongs to Bazstan."
Du Fei said: "Of course, this is your right, and I guess that after the death of Mr. Nasser, Mr. Sadat must be eager to inherit and complete his legacy. I think... the fourth Middle East war must not be far away.
." After saying this, he looked at Balak with a smile.
Balak, the mother, avoided Du Fei's gaze.
Du Fei stopped ordering, and the two of them continued to eat.
It wasn't until two minutes later that Du Fei brought up a new topic again: "By the way, I heard that the tanks sold to you by Sulian are not very easy to use?"
Mother Balak was stunned. Just now he was very disappointed. This time he was entrusted by Sadat and came to Huaguo just for the missiles.
The Speedlinks have been refusing to sell them surface-to-surface missiles.
At the same time, Sadat went to Moscow in person, hoping to gain more support.
But they all knew in their hearts that Moscow was unlikely to change its attitude, which meant that Sadat had little hope.
If he returns empty-handed again, he will really gain nothing.
Mother Balak laughed dryly and said: "How is it possible? The T-62 tank is currently the most advanced tank in the world, with the largest 105mm main gun..."
Du Fei interrupted: "You don't have to hide it. I know this kind of tank better than you. We captured three of them back then. The No. 1 fire tank we sold to foreign countries was a replica of the T-62. This is of course a very excellent one.
Tanks have plenty of power, powerful firepower, and good reliability, but whether they are good or not varies from person to person. I’m right, right~"
Balak's mother was a little embarrassed, and then she remembered the conflict a few years ago.
Du Fei continued: "The Soviet T-62 is a tank specially designed for large-scale armored group operations on the Eastern European plains. Due to the geographical environment of the Soviet Union, they considered low-temperature and cold conditions, even at minus 23 degrees Celsius
We fought in a ten-degree environment, but we never considered fighting in the desert."
Having said this, Du Fei couldn't help but chuckle: "I guess that iron guy would have been burned into a big steamer by the sun in a few minutes when he was at your place~"
The corners of Balak's mouth twitched, trying to smile to relieve her embarrassment, but she couldn't.
Although he is from the Air Force, he is Sadat's trusted assistant and knows the situation of his tanks well.
The reality is more serious than what Du Fei said. When the tanks were first received, many tank drivers couldn't stand it after just a few minutes in the tank.
Even if they were adapted to the desert climate, they could not withstand the intense heat in that small space. Within half an hour of the first training, one-third of the tank crews suffered from heat stroke.
Later, they reported to SLA and hoped to install air conditioning on the tank, but SLA was quite arrogant.
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There is no other way but to place a large number of water storage containers in the tank and use water to cool down, but it is only a small step.
Then Balak's mother realized that when Du Fei suddenly mentioned this, he was definitely not laughing at him, it had no meaning.
Sure enough, Du Fei continued: "Hunis, I know that you must be very disappointed that I can't sell you missiles, but I also have a batch of brand-new 'Fire Fire No. 1' tanks here, a total of sixty tanks. According to the original plan, four of them
Twelve are sold to Shan Bei, and the other twenty are ready to be delivered to Borneo in Southeast Asia."
Before coming, Mother Balak read a lot of information about flowers and fruits, human geography, political economy, including some historical information. She knew what the situation was like in these two places, and also understood the geographical location and climate environment of these two places. After hearing this
His eyes lit up immediately after hearing this.
Although these two places have not experienced drought, they have similar latitudes and both have extremely hot temperatures.
Moreover, just now Du Fei clearly pointed out the shortcomings of the T-62, and now he is talking about these two areas, which is definitely not without purpose.
Immediately asked: "Du, has your tank solved the heat problem?"
Du Fei smiled, why would he say this if he didn't solve the problem?
As he said, these two batches of "Firefighting No. 1" tanks were specially improved and equipped with in-car air conditioners specifically for tropical environments.
Although the power of the air conditioner is not large and the overall effect can only be said to be average, it is not the same as having no air conditioner at all.
After installing the air conditioner, at least it will not set a high temperature record of 70 degrees Celsius like the T-62.
In fact, in the world before Du Fei traveled through time, the main reason for the failure of the coalition forces in the Fourth Middle East War was that the armored troops had lost their combat capabilities before the war started.
After receiving a positive reply, Balak's mother was slightly excited: "Please be sure to sell these tanks to us!"
Du Fei shook his head: "How about that? These are all owned by the owner, and there must be a first-come, first-served basis. But if you place an order, I can produce some. How about it? If you are interested, you can go and see the real car."
Balak’s mother immediately said she must go see it.
The two of them had almost finished eating, so they ended the meal directly, and Du Fei took him to the tractor factory.
Now the tractor factory has also been expanded, and its scale and number of people have tripled compared to the original. There are many tractors and tanks parked in the factory's cargo yard.
The tractors were ordered from Nanyang to cultivate land and grow food.
The land there is still sparsely populated. The total area of Borneo is about the same as the three eastern provinces combined, but the population is far less than that of any one province.
In order to cultivate more land, mechanization must be strengthened and more tractors are needed.
There are more than 40 tanks, and the total orders from both sides are 60 that have not yet been completed.
These tanks are indeed intended for Shanbei and Nanyang.
Li's aid to North Korea has basically entered a stable period. Although the war has not ceased in name, all parties are unable to fight.
When Li Yuanchao got the tank, he didn't intend to launch an attack. It was more of a deterrent to let Xindila know that there was no hope of victory.
The other twenty tanks were for Nanyang, or rather purchased separately by Kuching.
To put it bluntly, Du Fei sold it to himself.
The purpose is to balance the gap in military strength with Lin Tiansheng.
During the previous population migration, Lin Tiansheng sent troops to eliminate the forces of the Dayat Kingdom and Tonga Province in the south and east.
Du Fei, on his side, attacked him from both sides, starting from Wenlai and attacking south, taking part of Tonga.
But overall, Lin Tiansheng won more chassis, and the number of troops also expanded, reaching 200,000.
It's much worse here in Kuching, it's still less than 80,000.
Although due to money issues, Du Fei's weapons and equipment are obviously better, and there are six gunships that can take off at any time, but overall the ground troops are definitely not as good as Lin Tiansheng.
That's why Du Fei planned to use tanks and armored vehicles to balance the situation and try to offset the disadvantage in numbers.
It's not that Du Fei has any thoughts about Lin Tiansheng, but he is just taking precautions and taking precautions before they happen.
The good relationship between him and Lin Tiansheng now does not mean that there will be no disagreements in the future.
This kind of disagreement may come from ideas, or it may be a simple conflict of interest. Only the balance of power between the two parties can become the ballast of the relationship. When disagreements occur, let each party think more about it to avoid misjudgment and impulse.
But now, these tanks have better buyers.
Li Yuanchao and Du Fei are not in urgent need here, but Mu Balak is in urgent need, and the price is not that important.
Du Fei just emphasized that these tanks all have owners, and this is what he meant.
We are all sensible people, and if we want to cut off the Hu, we must pay the price.
This is a ready-made product with air conditioning. As long as you pay the price, it can be shipped and shipped immediately. Doubling the price is not too much~
Originally, the export price of Fire No. 1 was around US$500,000, but now one million units, or sixty units, is US$60 million.
As for Li Yuanchao, we can just make up for it later.
Du Fei was thinking in his mind, but he didn't say in a hurry that he was not in a hurry to negotiate the price now, and he would wait until his mother Balak got greedy.
Du Fei asked someone to drive out a random car, and specifically asked him to turn on the cold wind of the air conditioner to the maximum.
I fired a round at the tank testing ground next to me, and then fired two more rounds at the shooting range. As expected, they all hit the target.
Mother Balak didn't care about this. When the tank came back, she climbed up directly and opened the metal cover of the turret, regardless of the dirt.
There was a bang, and a sudden rush of cold air hit my face.
His eyes suddenly lit up.
Du Fei was below, raising his head and laughing: "How is it? Our tank is pretty good, isn't it? Although it is an imitation of the SRAM T-62, we have made a second design, which is more user-friendly, has better performance, and is more durable.
Cheap……"
Du Fei introduced it, but the effect was actually not as good as the cool breeze that Balak blew just now.
After getting off the tank, Balak made a quick decision: "Du, I want all these tanks!"
Du Fei pondered and said: "I'm afraid this is not good. Our fire equipment company has always been based on credibility. If you really want it, I can arrange it immediately and guarantee delivery within six months."
Mother Balak said in her heart that the day lilies that were delivered half a year ago were already cold.
He simply said with caution: "One million dollars per car, these are the ones in stock. As you said, Du, we are friends."
Du Fei originally wanted to say it himself, but now that his mother Balak took the initiative to say one million, it made it easier for him: "Okay, Hunis, we are friends." After that, he opened his hands and hugged each other: "Also,
A dozen tanks will be rolled off the production line immediately, and 60 tanks can be loaded onto the ship in half a month at most. I will include a base number of artillery shells."
A smile finally appeared on Mother Balak's face. Although she didn't buy missiles on this trip, she was able to buy 60 air-conditioned tanks, which was considered a good gain.
After reaching a verbal agreement, Mother Balak had an idea and asked: "Du, I wonder if you can help us install air conditioners on the current 300 T-62s?"
Du Fei was a little embarrassed and frowned: "This... I'm afraid it's quite troublesome. As you know, the space inside the tank is very small. Although our Firefighter No. 1 is an imitation of the T-62, there are tropical areas in the south of our country, so from the beginning
We have considered it to adapt to the hotter climate and leave space for installing air conditioning. However, Speedlink’s tank does not have such a reservation..."
Before Du Fei could finish speaking, Balak's mother interrupted directly: "One hundred thousand! One hundred thousand dollars a unit, help us modify three hundred taels of T-62 tanks."
Du Fei was shocked. One hundred thousand dollars could buy one-fifth of a tank. He was really rich.
An air conditioner costing US$100,000 is probably a world record~
Three hundred tanks are worth 30 million US dollars, plus the 60 tanks in front, the total price is 90 million US dollars.
Should you accept this order? You must accept it!
In fact, normally speaking, installing air conditioning in a tank is not a big deal.
But the problem is that Egypt does not have the corresponding industrial production capacity, so it can only turn to outsiders for help.
Sailian does not have similar needs, nor does it have the mentality that customers are God. It will not manufacture a product specifically for its tanks.
This arrogant and indifferent attitude left Pianji with no choice but to knock out his teeth and swallow them in his stomach.
Even if the temperature inside the tank is as high as 70 degrees, only a little water can be put in to keep the soldiers going.
Now only Du Fei has it, it is a unique business.
More importantly, they are already preparing for war and really can't wait any longer. It's not surprising that they have this price.
As for what Du Fei said before, "It is difficult to install an air conditioner in a tank because of its small space," etc., with the support of 100,000 US dollars, the impossible must be made possible.
After confirming the tank and air conditioner, he allocated 90 million US dollars in one go. His mother, Barak, was very happy.
This trip to the East was not in vain.
Du Fei did not intend to let go of this big walking wallet easily, and immediately began to promote other products.
"Hunis, we have recently developed a new type of anti-tank mine-laying vehicle that can spread mines quickly. Do you want to take a look?"
Balak's mother actually has no interest. Being able to solve the tank problem this time has already made him feel that it is almost done.
It's just that it's not easy to offend Du Fei by pretending to be in high spirits and just trying to show off.
Du Fei observed his words and saw what he was thinking, but he smiled slightly and asked someone to drive out the anti-tank minelayer.
Soon, a liberation truck covered with a canvas canopy drove out of the warehouse.
On the surface, this is an ordinary military truck, but when it comes to Du Fei and Balak, the canvas awning at the back of the truck is folded and folded along the slide rails.
In the back compartment are actually two multi-barrel launchers similar to rocket launchers.
However, the caliber of this device is much thicker than that of a normal rocket launcher, and it can just fit a round anti-tank mine into it.
Du Fei said: "Hunis, this anti-tank mine-laying vehicle can quickly follow the troops and deploy quickly when needed. Within twenty minutes, it can spray and spread more than 600 mines within a ten-kilometer front range."
In fact, here in Du Fei, this automatic mine-laying vehicle is also a new thing.
Not long ago, Vasily came up with it based on the direction of America and Sulian. It is planned to be used by the troops first. If the effect is good, it will be equipped. It will not be long before continuous improvement.
Unexpectedly, he happened to be bumped into by his mother Balak.
As Du Fei spoke, the mine-laying vehicle had already driven out. After arriving at the tank testing site, it paused briefly and began to slow down.
At the same time, the device behind the truck began to make "bang bang bang" noises, and each time a mine model was ejected from the barrel, falling irregularly on the ground next to it...
Balak couldn't help but widen his eyes. He had experienced real wars and received orthodox military education. He immediately realized the great tactical significance of this automatic mine-laying vehicle.
On the battlefield, as long as there is such a vehicle, it is equivalent to having a moving minefield.
Blocking the enemy's armored group's rapid assault at critical moments. Although it is impossible to completely block it, it can significantly delay the enemy.
In the last war, we saw how powerful Youtai was. Although the coalition forces were still under siege this time, Balak's mother was not sure of victory.
This kind of rapid mine-laying weapon can obviously quickly create a blockage in the event of a defeat, buying time for one's own side to regroup.
"Du, I really envy you!" Balak's mother suddenly said in a confused manner.
Du Fei understood what he meant and said with a smile: "Don't be envious. If you want it, you can have it."
Balak's mother was stunned for a moment, unable to react.
What he said just now was just something he felt and said casually.
Du Fei, what does this mean? What does 'we can have it if we want it'?
Du Fei explained: "You should have heard that we are helping Ribia build an aircraft manufacturing plant."
Balak's mother nodded, thinking that Colonel Cara's big mouth was not a secret in their circle.
Du Fei said: "Since I can help them build an aircraft factory, why can't I help you build a tank factory? Hunis, we are friends, and friends do not prioritize."
Balak was once again surprised. Although it had some industrial base, it was still a backward agricultural country in general.
Before this, he never thought that he could produce tanks by himself.
But what Du Fei said is right, why can't Kaduozuo produce tanks when they can produce aircraft?
However, Balak's mother quickly woke up. These are all things for later, and it is definitely too late now.
According to their plan, there are only the last few months before the war.
Du Fei only clicked and did not continue. Instead, he asked: "There is also a 107 rocket launcher. Do you want to take a look? It is our latest improved model."
When Balak's mother heard about the 107 rocket launcher, she was initially not very interested.
Although this kind of rocket launcher is famous, it is only for some guerrillas, and it can be considered a regional power after all.
But Du Fei's mention of the 'latest improved model' moved his heart and asked: "What improvements are there?"
Du Fei replied: "The launcher has not been significantly changed, but we have upgraded the rocket. The range has increased from the original eight kilometers to more than 20 kilometers, and the warhead charge has also increased by 20%, making the rocket more powerful.
Bigger.”
Balak's mother was slightly surprised: "It's really twenty kilometers!"
Rocket artillery is a cluster firepower that covers the battlefield. If it is a 107 with a range of only eight kilometers, of course he is not interested.
But the range of twenty kilometers is different. To some extent, it already has the ability to extend firepower in depth.
In addition, I have already bought an automatic mine-laying vehicle, so I simply bought some 107 rocket launchers.
Before Du Fei finished, he immediately took out something new.
"Hunis, there are also large smoke bombs here!" Pointing to something similar to a gasoline barrel next to him: "If you are fighting Youtai, it will definitely be in Sinai. The desert terrain is unobstructed. You will most likely not have air superiority. You will not have any ground control.
Troops are living targets in front of aircraft. With this large smoke-generating bomb, a large amount of thick smoke can be released within two minutes, obscuring the view of enemy aircraft..."
Mother Balak: "Buy~"
…
Unfortunately, since Du Fei had been armed through the Speed Alliance before, Du Fei was just a slippery slope at best, leaving him little room for performance.
Gunships and bombers that can really be sold at a high price are of little use for reaching.
Although this big guy looks good, it has no air superiority and is just a prey for fighter jets.
In the end, in addition to tanks and air conditioners, the mother-barak spent more than 40 million yuan on various items, mainly mines and rockets for automatic mine-laying vehicles and rocket launchers.
Including the previous 90 million, the total is 130 million US dollars.
It was already late at night when I sent away my mother Balak.
Du Fei went home happily.
Although the female Balak only left 300 million this time, this was just the beginning.
In the war a few months later, they will most likely taste defeat again, and then it will be Du Fei's opportunity to make a lot of money.
Of course, it is possible, because the weapons sold by Du Fei will change some situations, but there is little hope of reversal.
After all, a mere US$300 million was really insignificant in the cost of the entire war.
When I got home, the lights were out in the house.
Du Fei stepped lightly, and as soon as he reached the room upstairs, the door opened. Zhu Ting put her head in and asked, "Why did you come back?"
Du Fei chuckled and went up to give him a kiss: "When someone brings us money, of course we have to entertain them well."
Zhu Ting said in surprise: "Who is it?"
Du Fei said: "I'll tell you after I finish cleaning up."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and touched it, causing Zhu Ting to glare at him: "I just got pregnant, so don't mess around."
Du Fei responded and got into the bathroom.
In less than five minutes, I finished washing and drying my clothes hastily, got into bed and said, "Let me tell you, Hashem brought someone here today who just spent 130 million US dollars on our house."
Zhu Ting was slightly surprised. She knew that the fire equipment company made money, but more than 100 million US dollars in one night was still a bit exaggerated: "What have you bought? Spend so much money? Are you selling airplanes again?"
Du Fei shook his head: "It's not airplanes. They want to buy fighter jets. We can't produce them, so they bought 60 tanks for one million each!"
Zhu Ting's eyes widened: "How much?"
She knew the price of the No. 1 fire tank, and she knew it was fishy as soon as she heard it.
After Du Fei finished explaining, he suddenly realized.
Du Fei continued: "Just wait and see, this is just the beginning. We can make a lot of money later if we get involved."
Zhu Ting reacted sharply: "Are they going to fight?"
Du Fei nodded and reminded: "Don't tell anyone, it's just a matter of these few months."
Zhu Ting is in the Ministry of Foreign Education and has some understanding of the situation there: "Should we still fight Youtai?"
Du Fei said: "If you don't hit them, who will you hit?"
Zhu Ting said: "America is supporting Youtai behind the scenes, and you sold me so many weapons..."
Du Fei curled his lips and said: "What the hell~ Because they don't make any money anymore? Besides, the harder the Youtai people are beaten over there, the better it is for our family. The more stretched America is, the more our talent will show."
value."
…
The next day, Du Fei came to the unit refreshed and refreshed.
Mother Balak came prepared. The funds from the bank were already in place and she paid directly through Huaguo Bank in Xiangjiang.
Without any delay, US$300 million was received.
At around ten o'clock in the morning, Du Fei had just received a notice from the bank, and Hashim came smiling again.
As soon as he entered the door, he asked: "How are you, my brother? Mother Balak spent a lot of money yesterday~"
Du Fei laughed and admitted that he had nothing to hide from Hashem, and their relationship was now quite solid.
Hashem claimed the credit and said: "How about it, brother, it's interesting~"
After some back and forth, he asked again: "By the way, when will our railway construction in Borneo start?"
Last time he bought a lot of railway bonds in Kuching, but the original plan was interrupted due to sudden population migration.
The railway project in Borneo has not yet started.
Du Fei said: "It's coming, it's coming. There are more manpower there now, and it's more convenient to build railways than before. And now a lot of land is being reclaimed. In addition to cultivating food, the fruit production is greater. If you have connections, we can even
The fruit route extends to Western Europe, where living standards are higher and fruit prices are more expensive."
Hashem originally complained about the railway, but his eyes lit up when he heard this.
He had really thought about this before. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that things are expensive in Western Europe, and as long as he can sell things there, the profit will be doubled.
However, the Western European market has many specialties, and there are various farmers' associations. Without local influence, it is not easy for outsiders to enter, unless they are willing to give up most of the benefits.
Hashem muttered: "Western Europe... I'm afraid it won't be easy. I'll talk to those guys in Sicily later to see if they are interested."
Du Fei raised his eyebrows: "Itali's mafia?"
Hashim nodded: "It's those damn vampires."
Du Fei could tell that Hashim didn't have a good impression of the other party, so he curled his lips and said, "You still have money to make? The mafia is not a saint."
Hashim shrugged: "You have never dealt with them. Those guys are very annoying. They are a group of gangsters who rely on extortion, but they play deep and pretend to be noble all day long."