I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 445: Military purchase from Maozi
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The BM-21 type rocket launcher, nicknamed "Hail", also known as the "Stalin Organ" in the early days, was equipped with the Soviet Army before 1964 and has been in use to this day. It can be seen in the Afghanistan War and the Iran-Iraq War. Even in today's military modernization, this rude weapon has not withdrawn from the stage of history.
The 122mm 40-barrel rocket launcher, towed by a small military truck, is a relatively simple layout among all types of rocket launchers.
But do n’t look at “this little guy” who is unremarkable, his rocket artillery salvo can reach a horrible 720 rockets! The total weight of the output is 48,000 kg, which is more than the sum of all the conventional artillery of the US Army Division in one salvo!
It can be described as a common nightmare between enemy infantry and their own logistics.
The only drawback is the hit rate.
Sitting in this beach bar, the two chose a remote corner, drinking and eating Brazilian-style barbecue, and discussing dangerous topics.
When Jiang Chen proposed to Natasha that he needed to purchase a large amount of a very powerful "deterrent" covering weapon, this little girl who had already had a few cups immediately photographed the beer glass in his hand and gave him a vivid picture. This "Stalin's Pipe Organ" was promoted.
"If you are just pursuing brutal firepower, then no weapon is more suitable for you than the BM-21 rocket."
Looking at the red face she drank, Jiang Chen could n’t help but tease, “How do I feel like you ’re a traitor, why do n’t you go to the arms company as a salesman?”
"Hiccup--," burps indecently, Natasha gave Jiang Chen a glance, and arrogantly left her blond hair behind her head, "Grandpas, do you want to buy it?"
"Buy!"
"How much to buy?" Natasha's blushing corner of her lips evoked a satisfactory arc.
"8 sets." Jiang Chen put down the brazier of the kebab and said casually.
"Eight units? Armed two companies?" Natasha single-handedly supported her cheekbones and smacked her mouth with her head tilted. "It should be fine. I remember the equipment of the 8th Division of the Ural Military Region is ready to be updated. , The pile of broken copper and iron is worrying about buyers. "
Khan! Is it really okay to describe your equipment in front of the buyer?
Jiang Chen shamefully thought.
This guy really drank too much.
"How much does it cost?" Jiang Chen asked casually.
"I do n’t know about this, but by rough estimation, it should not be very expensive. The main thing that burns money is ammunition. Um ... how many rockets do you need?"
Jiang Chen extended four fingers.
"Four thousand?" Natasha yawned and asked casually.
Jiang Chen smiled mysteriously, hehe said.
"Forty thousand!"
When the beer glass fell from the hand to the table, the beer spilled on the table.
However, Natasha didn't care about the clothes soaked in her chest. She stood up against the table with a puff, staring at Jiang Chen with her half drunken eyes, trembling softly.
"Four or forty thousand?"
"Yes, did you sell it?" Jiang Chen chuckled provocatively and grinned.
"You, you confirm that it is not a thousand rubles of mortar shells, but a rocket?" Natasha asked silently.
"Is it really good to say so loudly here?" Jiang Chen coughed lightly and whispered.
Natasha's cheeks were red, and she quickly glanced around.
I saw the people in the barbecue restaurant really looking at this side secretly. Many people who were talking stopped talking and didn't continue to drink while holding a beer glass. There has been a lot of big news on Kero Island recently, and everyone ’s gossip sentiment has risen a bit. I'm afraid she said so loudly today, "Last night there were arms dealers gangsters at the beach bar. Help sell rockets!" Exaggerated rumors like this have to be spread all over the streets.
It ’s better to be low-key in the arms business.
With an ambiguous smile, Natasha realized that she had lost her way, drunkenly, and put her index finger on Jiang Chen's chin.
"Then what are you waiting for, let me see if you are a mortar or a large-caliber rocket."
The word "big", her red lips bite heavily.
I heard such rude words from such a hot woman's mouth. The male creatures in the store, including Jiang Chen, all looked up instinctively.
After dropping this sentence, Natasha stretched her hand to cover her neckline, turned around and walked out of the shop door, disappearing into the sight of the wolves.
"Gee, I can play with that leg for a year." A drunk man holding a beer mug said dryly next to the bar.
A glance at the old friend disdainfully, and the drunk man Zhenzhen next to him said verbally, "Cut, you are a layman at a glance. I have seen the girl for so many years, and the hip curve is simply the best. Hiccup — "
The last words turned into a vague hiccup.
The old friend said blushing and red ears, the drunken man choked angrily, "less *** beep! don't you blow your toothpick often? You have the ability to go."
Smirking, the old friend who said the truth is soft immediately: "Can't afford it."
As he said, he pointed to the Lamborghini outside the window.
It has nothing to do with "mortar" or "rocket", the key is still green Franklin. .
No matter what, the topic of the bar is ultimately distorted by Natasha. What mortars and rocket launchers originally meant that stuff! Everyone looked at Jiang Chen with a bad look, and the burning sight was full of jealousy, jealousy, or jealousy.
"Are you confused in uniform?"
Ignoring the envious, jealous and hateful eyes, and recalling what she said when she got on the bus, Jiang Chen shook her head with a smile.
Hao ru, who is better than Liu Yao ’s crush, and her hip shape are really inevitable.
But those people are destined to be jealous, let alone them, even Jiang Chen "can't afford it".
In-depth exchange of performance art with the KGB woman is no different from hitting the mother spider ’s web. Once you have a relationship with her that transcends normal friendship, you really have to be quite conscious.
Photographed a hundred-dollar bill on the table. Jiang Chen did not wait for the waiter to find money, and walked directly outside the door.
The gentleman opened the door for Natasha, and Jiang Chen walked to the driving seat and sat down on his own.
"Do n’t drink driving?"
Opening and closing her bright lips, Natasha made the car smell like wine.
"Did you always find yourself drinking?" Jiang Chen teased and reached out to turn the car key. "Where is your home?"
Natasha smiled at Jiang Chen without a word.
The look seemed to say, "Should n’t the gentleman invite me to take a shower at your house?"
"Well, I will send you back to the embassy."
"Don't!" Natasha hurriedly glared Jiang Chen fiercely.
This appearance appears in the embassy. How can she remain dignified in front of her subordinates in the future?
"Your apartment?" Jiang Chen said briefly.
Putting her red lips, Natasha seemed to be angry and poked **** the GPS screen.
"Fasten your seatbelt." He grinned at her unwilling look, Jiang Chen opened the window, and then stepped on the accelerator to go on the road.
The sea breeze blew away the alcohol from the car.
"Are you afraid?"
"I have nothing to fear." Jiang Chen smiled.
This is true, he hasn't really been afraid of anything.
My chest is wet, and the wind is really cold. Natasha reaches out drunkly to close the window.
"Afraid of the identity of the KGB, or are you afraid of going beyond friendship with the agents?"
Jiang Chen didn't speak, reached out and opened the car's music.
Natasha gave Jiang Chen a glance, and she seemed to be sulking with a sulky anger, followed by a silence. Peeking at her through the mirror, only to see a drunken look. With his half-squinted eyes, Jiang Chen couldn't understand what she was thinking.
Soon the car stopped at her door.
Panting, Natasha pulled off the seat belt that deformed her chest.
"It's time to change the car, the glass is bulletproof, but the hood and fuel tank are only covered with aluminum alloy."
Jiang Chen froze for a while, then smiled.
"You mean, someone wants to kill me?"
"You have to wait until someone wants to kill you before you know how to be safe? You can't be afraid of dying." Natasha glanced at him, flicking her long blond hair and walking out of the car door .
Same thing, Jiang Chen nodded while touching his chin.
After you have resolved this heterogeneous tide, find a few experts in the sixth block who understand car design to get a cool car out?
Seeing that Natasha had reached the door of the hut, Jiang Chen suddenly remembered the business and forgot to talk about it.
"Oh, the matter of arms ..."
"I'm dizzy now, just send me a text message, and I will contact the country when I sleep for two hours tomorrow morning." Impatiently waving his hand, Natasha helped her head and walked to the house.
Is it really okay?
Looking at her wobbly look, Jiang Chen was really worried.
Jiang Chen was relieved to see her close the door, and drove the car back toward the house. (To be continued.)