Firepower is king

Touching the donkey to solve the case is an allusion, or it can be said to be a folk tale.

It is said that in ancient times, a businessman driving a donkey lost money in an inn. Most likely, the person who stole the money was in the inn. The county magistrate who solved the case gathered everyone in the inn together and told them that the donkey brought by the businessman was The magical donkey can find people who steal money.

Then, the county magistrate put the donkey in a small dark room and asked people to touch the donkey's tail. The person who caught the donkey's tail but the donkey didn't bray is innocent. If the donkey brays when he touches the donkey, he is a thief. .

The God Donkey must be a fake. The truth is that the county magistrate smeared ink on the donkey’s buttocks. The final result is that the county magistrate asked everyone who entered the house to show their hands. People with ink on their hands are innocent. Anyone without ink is a thief.

Why is a person with clean hands a thief? Because a thief has a ghost in his heart. If he has a ghost in his heart, he would not dare to touch the donkey. When he can't see anything in a small dark room and there is no supervision by others, the simplest thing is The way to protect yourself is not to touch the donkey.

This can no longer be regarded as the wisdom of the ancients, it can only be regarded as a simple and classic psychological question.

Gao Guang understood this folk tale, so when he watched Yuan Zheng use this trick, his biggest feeling was that Yuan Zheng really looked down on people, he was really brave.

I don’t know where Yuanzheng came up with the ultraviolet fluorescent paint, or when he applied it to the so-called small box that can detect bioelectricity, and let people touch it. To put it bluntly, this is a modern version of touching the donkey to catch the thief.

It's just that the county magistrate relied on people's awe of ghosts and gods in ancient times, and the rhetoric of the expedition relied on the guards' awe of modern high technology.

But bioelectricity, and electromagnetic induction, the reasons fabricated by Yuanzheng are very suspected of insulting people's IQ.

But this move really did it.

But the primary issue now is how to deal with the mole.

Tafa looked like he had suffered a serious mental blow. He pointed at his men and said sadly: "Where is your signal transmitter hidden? Hand it over!"

"In...the right shoe."

It is easy to catch and easy to provide.

The person being held down was wearing casual clothes and leather shoes. Tafa personally went behind the mole and took off the leather shoes from his right foot.

At this time, Yuanzheng no longer cared about the captured mole. He looked at the picture returned by the drone and said leisurely: "The monitors stayed where they were. There was no movement. They didn't notice it."

Tafa was holding a shoe. The smell of the shoe was not very pleasant, but he still looked at it for a few times, then took out the insole, put his hand in, and took out a small thing from the smelly shoe.

It's a signal transmitter with a push button switch. It's not too big. It's a coin-sized switch and attached to a cylinder the size of an AA battery.

Tafa took the signal transmitter in his hand, then he sighed, and then said to Yuanzheng: "Do you know what model it is?"

"Bring it over and let me take a look."

Tafa wanted to give the signal transmitter to Yuanzheng, but Yuanzheng didn't answer. He frowned and looked at it for a few times, and then said: "This thing is too simple. It is a battery that emits a signal when it is connected. It has no data transmission function, but The party receiving the signal can accurately locate. This technology... was eliminated by the Americans about thirty years ago. Although this technology is backward, it can still be used. Well, the most important thing is that it is really simple to use. "

Tafa said cautiously: "Is this done by Americans?"

"Americans? No, no. The trackers made by Americans are at least 20 years more advanced than this. Now they don't have the equipment and technology to do this kind of thing because they have been eliminated for too long."

Tafa looked at the mole and whispered: "Who are you working for!"

"Security Intelligence Bureau..."

"Why cooperate with them!"

The inner ghost didn't say anything, and Tafa roared: "Say! Otherwise, I'll kill you now!"

"They gave me too much, and they also promised me that I could go...to the United States..."

Tafa felt bad all over. He put his hand on the mole's head and said in a very slow tone: "We were assassinated several times before. Is it related to you..."

The mole did not speak and remained silent. Tafa waited for a while, sighed, and whispered: "Then how many accomplices do you have!"

"Am I going to die?"

"Tell everyone you know, find out all your accomplices, and you may be able to survive."

Tafa said it, but Gao Guang felt that even a fool would not believe what he said, but the mole immediately said: "I know, I know many people, and I am willing to find them out!"

Tafa whispered: "Who is watching us now?"

"Security Intelligence Agency, I sent a signal to let them find the location, but they only know the location and nothing else, so don't worry about them."

Tafa thought for a moment, he sighed, and said to Jilawotu: "I have to take him and leave first. I want to take him back for careful interrogation and find out all the spies lurking within us!"

Jilawotu nodded silently.

Tafa hesitated to speak, but he finally waved his hand, and then said to his men: "Take him, let's go."

Several people wanted to leave with the mole in advance, but Tafa took two steps and said to Jilawotu: "If you can, get us some drones. This is really useful."

After finishing speaking, Tafa looked at Gao Guang again, and then he whispered: "I will visit you again, goodbye."

Tafa wanted to just leave.

Today is not only an arms deal negotiation, but also a counter-intuitive drama. However, it feels like this drama is too simple, so simple that it seems fake.

Jilawotu finally said: "Wait a minute, we'd better leave together, otherwise the enemy will notice something unusual."

Tafa hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, you guys can talk here, I'll wait in the car."

Soon, Tafa left with the people, and Jilawotu spread his hands towards the highlight and said: "Well, today's matter..."

Do you want to thank me, but it's really embarrassing, and Jilawotu didn't know what to say for a while.

"Mr. Girawotou, you have also seen that drones are very, very useful, and the effect of the combat power multiplier is clearly reflected."

Gao Guangcai didn't want to worry about the messy business of Tirenzhen. He just wanted to sell goods and complete the transaction as soon as possible, so he didn't need any thanks or talk about useless things.

Jirawotu just got off the slope and said with an embarrassed look: "Drones are indeed useful, but they are too expensive. Our budget is really limited."

After finishing speaking, Jilawotu gestured with his hands and said, "Can it be cheaper? We are in too much difficulty now. If it is cheaper, maybe I can persuade other people to buy drones, okay?"

Can it be cheaper? No.

Leon, who had been watching as a spectator, suddenly said: "No, our goods are already at the lowest price, they can't be cheap."

Jilawotu's rhythm was interrupted and his thoughts were confused. He pondered for a moment and said: "But we can purchase other things at very high prices. Your purpose is to make money, not to sell drones. We Buying drones is a waste, otherwise, we can just buy reconnaissance aircraft and integrate drones for inspection and attack, okay?"

The words made sense, but Gao Guang couldn't accept it because he had to pay off his debt.

"Sorry, no."

Gao Guang politely rejected Jilawotu's reasonable request.

Jilawotu sighed in disappointment, then nodded and said, "Well, today's situation is indeed not suitable for further discussion. Why don't we talk about it tomorrow? I'll go back and discuss it with the others."

Jilawotu could not be forced to express his position now, but Leon's attitude was still tough. He looked at his watch and then said: "Tomorrow at the latest, please make a decision and give us a clear answer. If not, If so, we will have to find other buyers.”

Jilawotu nodded, and Leon immediately said: "Also, it has become much more difficult to transport arms to Tigray. If you really want to buy ammunition, please make a decision as soon as possible and prepare the funds. , the traffic line may be completely interrupted at any time, we'd better improve efficiency."

Jilawotu said seriously: "How many weapons and ammunition can you send? Can you give me a rough range now?"

Leon said without hesitation: "Fifty thousand rifles, one million grenades, and ten million rounds of bullets. I can at least deliver this much for the first batch. If you are willing to pay extra for the freight, I can deliver it." Fifty million rounds of ammunition, five thousand boxes of grenades.”

Fifty million rounds, almost 33,000 boxes of bullets, calculated as 30,000 boxes! That’s the amount of a cargo ship.

But how long can 50 million rounds of ammunition last the Tiren Formation? Based on the size of the Tiren Formation’s 50,000-strong force, they can fight one relatively rich battle and two tight battles, but they will definitely not be able to fight three times. battle.

Some people may think that 1,000 rounds of ammunition per capita is a lot, but they are misled by movies and TV shows. They really think that there are snipers per capita.

The reality is that when the United States fought World War II, it consumed an average of 25,000 rounds of ammunition to kill an enemy. During the Vietnam War, it took 200,000 rounds of ammunition to kill an enemy.

Now, on the battlefields of Iraq and Afghanistan, American soldiers need an average of more than 300,000 rounds of bullets to kill a person.

See clearly, the unit is ten thousand.

Of course, the Americans are fighting a war of wealth, and other countries cannot compare with them. But here comes the problem again. The soldiers of the People's Front are not as good as American soldiers. To kill an enemy, they may consume more bullets than More American soldiers.

When Africans fight, it is like rookies pecking each other. Thousands of people fight for more than ten days, hundreds of thousands of bullets are wasted, and the last casualty figure is single. This is the norm.

So 50 million bullets are really not a lot of money. If you have money, you have to buy it. If you don’t have money, you have to buy it, because only when you have bullets can you have money. This is so simple.

Not counting other things, just being able to deliver 50 million rounds of ammunition is enough, enough for Jilawotu to spend a lot of money on drones and a small amount of money on bullets.

Jilawotu thought about it for a while.

I originally wanted to use some negotiation methods to lower the price, but I lost all my confidence and face by an insider. And Gaoguang and the others were very resolute, and it would be a waste of time to continue.

Then stop struggling and push the business forward. Jilawotu finally nodded and said: "Okay, I will definitely give you a clear answer tomorrow!"

Although today's negotiation has side effects, it does not affect the final result. It can be regarded as reaching the same goal through different paths.

Seeing that Jilawotu was about to leave, Gao Guang hurriedly said: "Can you give us some guns? We didn't bring guns when we came, but now it seems that there are some security issues if we trade with you. We Can I have some guns for self-defense? Pistols, rifles, and machine guns. I’ll borrow them first and return them to you when I leave.”

Jilawotu did not hesitate and said: "This little thing is no problem, here you go."

Gao Guang raised the rifle in his hand and said: "Then I will keep this gun for now? Do you still have pistols? I want to bring one with me for self-defense. When I go back, it is not very safe on the road. After all, There are two people watching over there."

Jilawotu looked at Kachu, who shook his head and said, "Oh no, no, my pistol cannot be loaned out, not to anyone."