Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

Leader Han and Leader Fang were both in Secretary Song's office, ostensibly chatting, but both were preoccupied.

Finally, Leader Fang spoke first: "Is Qin Yang really up to it? Although he brought back a big order of five million US dollars last time, it was just for ordinary civilian air guns. This time we're selling big stuff, and it's expensive!"

"Actually, a total price of 100 million is already quite a bit. Our relevant departments have calculated that the total production cost is only 50 million, leaving us with half the profit." Leader Han was also worried: "However, this kind of thing is hard to come by even if you have money. If they really want it, they should be able to afford the price."

Even if they can afford the price, they can't be taken for a ride, right?

Just then, the phone rang. Secretary Song grabbed the phone, and an excited voice came from inside: "Reporting to the leaders, we've struck gold! We've made a fortune!"

A deal?

Putting down the phone, Secretary Song nodded with satisfaction: "This Qin Yang has done us a great service again! What do you think we should reward him with?"

"Lao Zhu once mentioned to me that he wanted to transfer Qin Yang to the 208 Institute to work on tanks. Although we now have the 69-3, it's just a modification of the 59 tank, and there's a big gap with advanced world technology. If Qin Yang goes, he could probably quickly advance our tank technology. This kid is incredibly talented, a genius in military industry." Leader Fang said: "Should we promote him to engineer at the 208 Institute?"

The difference between a third-tier military factory and a first-tier research institute is significant. In Leader Fang's eyes, this would be a cultivation of Qin Yang.

"We can't transfer him yet, there's still the matter of the small-caliber bullets!" Leader Han immediately shook his head: "Let's talk about this later! Let's see what Qin Yang wants. Let's satisfy him within our capabilities."

"What does he want?" Leader Fang shook his head with a wry smile: "He might just ask for one-tenth of the proceeds from this deal for his factory to buy equipment from abroad. This kid, he's not good at anything else, but he's definitely not shy about asking for a lot."

Achoo!

Qin Yang sneezed. Who's talking about me?

"Qin, what's wrong?" Alwaleed looked at Qin Yang with concern.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the two were walking on the path outside the guest house.

"It's nothing. You can stay at our guest house for now. Tomorrow, I'll take you to climb the Great Wall."

"Qin, where do you sleep at night?"

Of course, I'm going home! Looking at Alwaleed's enthusiastic eyes, Qin Yang said, "Of course, we can also chat before going to bed."

"Okay, come to my room!"

Entering the room, Alwaleed asked as soon as he sat down: "Qin, what do you think of this war?"

"Well, I believe that with your financial support, coupled with the bravery of the Iraqi army, victory will surely belong to you. However, you also need to be prepared, such as helping Iraq purchase some warplanes and tanks." Qin Yang said: "After all, you are brothers."

The war has already begun. Next, domestic military industrial enterprises will also have to work around the clock to produce large quantities of materials and send them to the battlefield.

"Yes, my father will leave after discussing the missile matter. I will stay here for a while longer to investigate. Qin, can you take me around?"

"Of course." Qin Yang said: "Let's start with our factory. The Type 56 assault rifle, which is a copy of the AK rifle, produced by our factory will surely satisfy you."

In fact, the Type 56 assault rifle is the 296 Factory's flagship product. Their 960 Factory mainly produces the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle, but since Qin Yang has gotten on this track, he will definitely eat the meat himself.

Moving out will allow the factory to develop further! In the future, if the production capacity is insufficient, Qin Yang can at most be a middleman, purchasing Type 56 assault rifles from the 296 Factory and selling them, but he must never directly give the order to the 296 Factory.

Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish, and you feed him for a lifetime.

"AK rifle? Great!" Alwaleed nodded: "Your Capital Agricultural Implements Factory actually produces rifles, how interesting."

"Of course, we have to operate in many ways to develop and progress. Let's continue to talk about fighter jets. Didn't we talk about the J-7 fighter jet last time..."

The next day.

The autumn air was crisp and the sky was clear, a perfect opportunity for a trip.

Two 212 jeeps chugged along the mountain road, finally stopping in front of a building with an ancient, weathered feel.

"Everyone, do you see that? That is our Great Wall, a miracle built by human labor more than two thousand years ago, a structure that can be seen even from space." Qin Yang pointed to the building made of wall bricks and stones in front of him.

"Yes, it is indeed a great miracle." Lideha nodded: "How do we get up there?"

"Of course, we walk up." Qin Yang said: "Everyone, follow me!"

"We can continue to walk forward. There is an exit ahead. We can walk down and look for any traces of wild animals." Qin Yang said.

The group continued to climb forward for a while, and then walked down at a beacon tower.

Several green military vehicles were waiting there.

"Everyone, please get in the car! We will soon see what we want." Qin Yang waved with a smile. Coming here to see the Great Wall was just a side trip. What's more, everyone climbed the wild Great Wall. But going down from here leads directly to the Dongfeng-3 missile position!

The army's 212s continued to shuttle through the mountains. After more than ten minutes, they drove into the cave.

Lideha got out of the 212. At this time, the huge missile was right in front of him!

It was generally grass green, presumably for maneuvering in the mountains, but the warhead was milky white, and the four nozzles at the tail were red.

On the missile body, there were several large white characters: DZ-3.

"Hello everyone, my name is Zhang. I am the person in charge of the base. I have worked here for more than ten years. You are the first foreigners to arrive at our base." Zhang Lijun, the person in charge of the base, said to everyone: "Before this, our base has never received any guests."

"Yes, I know, I am deeply honored." Lideha said: "Can I touch it?"

"Of course."

Lideha stepped on the frame-like body below, stood up, and personally stroked the thin steel plate welded body. The cold metallic texture was transmitted to his hand, as if indicating its identity: a cold, powerful weapon.

"May I ask, what kind of warhead does it use?" Lideha continued to ask.

"If it is exported to your country, it will definitely be a conventional warhead. Its warhead weighs 1.5 tons, so please rest assured about its power." Qin Yang said: "If you want a special warhead, we need to continue to negotiate."