I Have Become A Military Industry Boss And You Tell Me To Start School?

Chen Fang doesn't like communicating with the fat man next to him. This fat man radiates heat all over his body, and even the air conditioner can't handle it.

This is Central Asia, a place where you are afraid of dehydration even when you go out!

From the fat man's chatter, Chen Fang knew that this man's name was Bijan, and he was an arms dealer who had been doing arms business in Persia for a long time. However, recently, due to the pressure from the United States on Persia, his business had become bigger, and he also collaborated with Mao Zi. Established a good relationship.

Of course, these are all said by Bi Zhan himself, so the credibility is really not high.

Three Mercedes-Benz cars slowly drove into the urban area behind Khomeini Port and stopped slowly in front of a very elegant villa.

Chen Fang looked at the villa in front of him, which was a bit elegant like the Bati Palace, but the elegance was far less than that of the Bati Palace [the layout inside was probably not that interesting either.

"It's a nice place." Chen Fang said and walked in with Bi Zhan.

There was a proud look on Bijan's face. This villa was used by General Babak to entertain arms dealers. In Bijan's view, Chen Fang had clearly benefited from him.

"I wonder if Mr. Chen has brought samples?" Bi Zhan said while leading the way like a master~.

"No." Chen Fang saw that Bi Zhan was trying to show off, and replied nonchalantly: "The equipment I sell doesn't have samples."

"Really? But I brought it."

Chen Fang watched the other party's greasy, fat face trembling up and down, his beard also waving, and he felt a little curious in his heart.

Chen Fang thought about it and quickly took a few steps to follow him. An Ran and Long Xiaoyun also quickly followed.

The villa has a large yard, and the garden occupies a large part. In an open space next to the garden, there is parked a huge steel vehicle - T72.

Chen Fang really didn't expect that this arms dealer was really good at getting Maozi's tanks!

Although T72 is Maozi's product in the 1960s, it is relatively simple in structure but has very high stretch reliability.

Correspondingly, T72 also has some flaws.

The shells of its automatic loader are stored in a circular turntable under the turret. When the ammunition inside is ignited and detonated, the turret is often blown away from the vehicle body.

Although the design of the T-72 is safer than the T-64 and T-80, the separated shells are stored horizontally in the turntable, which is covered with an armor plate except for the lift position, but such armor thickness It's simply not enough to withstand Barrett's attack.

In other words, for such a tank, Chen Fang can bring it down with just a sniper rifle!

Although it is difficult to believe such a thing, Barrett is an important weapon developed in American laboratories [it itself was developed to deal with such a tank that has fatal flaws and cannot be improved immediately.

It's just that the research in the United States ended up being cheaper than Chen Fang.

Bi Zhan saw Chen Fang stunned and thought that Chen Fang was attracted by the charm of this type of tank. He quickly walked over and said, "If you like, you can go up and have a look. I'm not that stingy."

Chen Fang was stunned. He had just checked the attributes of the T72 in the system. He also looked at the cost. It was only one-fifth of the M1A2, which was a huge difference.

Chen Fang has seen through the bottom of this tank, and now he has no interest in the cockpit inside.

Maozi's old tank has an extremely fatal flaw, that is, it has no air conditioning.

In this kind of weather, only people with stupid brains would be willing to get into an iron steamer.

"Is this the product you're bidding on?"

Bijan thought that the other party was frightened by such a steel behemoth, and said proudly: "This is only part of it."

"I have prepared thirty T72s, which can arm an armored regiment!"

"And if necessary, I can't let Mao restart a production line!"

Chen Fang nodded thoughtfully. The pressure from the United States was too great, and Persia was obviously ready for a high-intensity homeland defense war.

Because only in this way will Persia need these old tanks to strengthen its war potential.

Because the cost is cheap and the operation is simple, you don’t feel bad if you get fucked.

He smiled secretly in his heart. The Bijan in front of him was also very unlucky to meet him.

A regiment of T72? You can arm a division of M1A2 in minutes!

An Ran and Long Xiaoyun on the side also had nothing to say to this arms dealer.

As soon as they moved, there was a noise from behind.

Several men wearing black Persian combat uniforms surrounded a tall, strong, and serious middle-aged man who walked out of the villa.

"Hello, Lieutenant General Babak, I am arms dealer Chen Fang." Chen Fang stepped forward and said to the man in the center.

Babak was the commander of the Persian Northern Military District, and was in charge of half of the Persian army.

Persia has been under military suppression by the United States in recent years, and its maritime and air power have shrunk to the levels at the end of the last century. There has been a generation gap with super military powers such as the United States and Mao Zedong.

Therefore, the Persian army became the mainstream of their military power, and Babak was the mainstay of the Persian army.

"Hello, I received a call from Aladdin. I knew you would come, but I didn't expect you to be so young."

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Babak was a little surprised.

"General, age doesn't mean everything." Chen Fang said calmly.

Babak nodded, "Maybe, I hope you can come up with something that satisfies me when bidding."

"Of course, you will know when the time comes." Chen Fang said with a very confident expression.

Although Chen Fang was full of confidence, he still felt that this situation made him a little overwhelmed.

He felt that it was time for him to reason with General Bayam of Batie.

We agreed to help him promote it, but how come his Barrett's success turned out to be something like a military secret, and no one knew about it?

Ah San dared not speak out because of shame, how could Ba Tie not dare to speak out either?

Byam, who was far away in Pakistan, suddenly sneezed several times. He really had his own difficulties. How dare they publicize this kind of theft of American technology!

Chen Fang had nothing to say about Babak's behavior. The other party already thought that he was a nobody, so let him think so. The final facts would prove everything.

"General, I want Mr. Bijan to explain to me more about the bidding meeting so that I can make some preparations.

Bi Zhan laughed in his heart. Chen Fang asked, what else could he take out? Could it be a rifle?

"It's my pleasure."

Bijan began to explain, and Lieutenant General Babak also listened.

Although he is the leader, he doesn't know much about the actual bidding situation. He knows more about arms dealers than his peers.

"This bidding will start in three days. The arms dealers participating in the bidding are basically from East Asia. Of course, there are also two black Africans and one from Latin America."

"I'm not boasting. I'm probably the one who's done the biggest job here. Others haven't been able to get things like tanks."

He was not bragging. After all, arms dealers were trading in the black market, and the black market contained a large number of retired goods. Among them, the best-selling one was China's Type 59.

But there is still no comparison between 59 and T72. No one will refute this.

Seeing that Chen Fang was not paying attention, Bijan hurriedly said: "Of course, other people also have expertise in various aspects. The final cooperation was also decided by Lieutenant General Babak."

Babak hummed, fully agreeing with Bizhan's words.

"Even if the bid fails in the end, you can learn a lot and make friends."

In his heart, Babak had already ruled out Chen Fang as an option.

And Chen Fang doesn't care about this.

Because he knows that soon the truth will slap him in the face!