When you are rich, there is Rheinmetall; when you are poor, there is Rheinsteel!

Because their Batis, Abbas, and Delan families are Shiites, while the Dibis and Bilan families are Sunnis.

It is an ancestral hatred.

That is, in modern society, the pressure of survival has been reduced, and with the help of the policy of not interacting with each other for many years, the contradictions between the two sides have reached a point where they can be reconciled, commonly known as distance creates beauty.

But it is only that everyone can sit down calmly and stare at each other without any purpose to prevent the other party from taking action.

It is far from the point where they can sit down calmly and have a good discussion!

Therefore, Roz is very curious about the arrival of these two families!

After whispering a few words to Kalim, Roz tidied his clothes, walked out of the room quickly, and walked towards the reception room.

In the reception room, Bamul was lying on the carpet, covered with a thick blanket, sweating all over in the summer of July.

At the same time, he did not forget to talk and chat with the few people who came in a dying tone.

Intermittently.

"Costa, you...you...how come you are free today...cough cough...come...cough cough...come...free..."

Pressing Bamul's hand back under the blanket, he covered this peer with another blanket and patted him hard. Costa then told him: "You should take a rest!"

"No..." Bamul pulled his hand out of the blanket with difficulty. Just as he raised it, Costa pushed it back into the blanket.

"Take a rest!"

The two of them were in a stalemate for a moment. It was Ross's arrival that saved his father. He asked someone to send his father to the backyard. He sat in front of several elderly people of the same age as his father and asked coldly:

"Come here, what's the matter?"

In the middle, Costa glanced at the people around him and looked at Ross: "Let's talk about what you said the day before yesterday, the cooperation, we will protect ourselves together."

Although he had guessed that Costa and his friends were talking about this matter, Ross couldn't help but jump when he heard the confirmation from them at this moment.

This is a good start.

But he still had a cold face, looking at Baldi and Adena next to Costa, and continued to ask coldly: "What about them? Sunni people, can you trust them? And how do I know if you are deceiving me?"

"After all, you said it yourself that day, you don't need to cooperate!"

After this, Costa's face was a little embarrassed. After all, he was full of enthusiasm that day, put down his lofty words, and drove people out with a wave of his hand.

Now he came here to seek cooperation.

After a moment of hesitation, he quickly bowed his head to the young man in front of him and explained: "Just got the news that the army changed guards, and the ones in our family were transferred to a place further north."

After he explained, Moir of the Delan family next to him also nodded: "The ones in our family were transferred to Baghdad."

Hearing this, Rhodes turned his eyes to Baldi of the Thebes family and Adena of the Bilan family next to him.

The two noticed the gaze and nodded slightly to verify this statement.

After getting confirmation from several people, Ross breathed a sigh of relief. After all, his elder brother gave the news yesterday night: the army changed guards, so be careful.

After closing his eyes and thinking for a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and asked several people: "Everyone, our cooperation plan is to buy some weapons quickly before the fight starts to protect ourselves."

"The users of these weapons are ourselves. Basically, we must make everyone a soldier. The personnel training will be completed by Jialim. He came back specially to take care of my father!"

The calm words dissipated in the room, and the few people who heard the plan did not come back to their senses for a long time.

They stared at Ross with their eyes, as if they couldn't believe it at all. This plan is so simple!

After all, everyone met before coming, and they were even prepared to listen to Ross's long speech, but... this is too simple.

"Is the plan so simple?" Costa couldn't help but asked out loud.

Faced with doubts, Rhodes nodded:

"The plan is so simple. We are an oil producing area here. The Americans will definitely occupy this place. The simpler the plan, the better."

"Too complicated plans are not suitable for us. They are prone to errors in execution."

"And this plan only looks simple. The problems encountered in execution are troublesome."

"If you agree, we will make an agreement immediately. I will take you to see the training site of Kalim."

"Then I will take the money and go out to establish a stable route."

"If not, we will break up. If the Americans come, I will be the first to surrender."

Fuck!

Several old men couldn't help but curse. They sat on the carpet and hesitated for a long time, but nodded.

Afterwards, Rhodes stretched out his right hand, put his hands together with those of several old men, and began to recite a common oath.

"Under the witness of Muhammad, we are indistinguishable from each other, we must not betray, we advance and retreat together, and we bear joy and suffering together!"

After swearing, several old men, led by Rhodes, found Kalim training in a corner of the village.

Looking at the 120mm mortar, 120mm rocket launcher, and the 200mm rocket launcher parts on the ground, the frowning faces of these old men suddenly widened.

They walked forward quickly and touched the equipment on the ground bit by bit.

And their tears of joy could not stop flowing from the corners of their mouths. If only they had this thing when they were competing with others for resources before.

Listening to the words they were chanting, Jalim quietly came up behind his uncle and asked in a low voice: "Is this reliable?"

Ross nodded: "Reliable! We have already sworn an oath!"

"If nothing else happens, I will leave tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. You have to work harder during this period."

"If it doesn't work, in two days we will announce to the public that your grandfather's illness has improved a little and he can receive guests."

After explaining his nephew, Ross looked at the old men in front of him and murmured: "I hope there's still enough time."

On the ground, several old men gathered in front of Ross again after reading the weapons, and asked in a low voice: "How much does this shell cost?"

Ross raised a finger:

"For a 120mm mortar, the shells cost US$100 per round and the gun costs US$5,000 per gun."

"A 120mm rocket launcher, the shells cost 150 US dollars per round, and you can buy a 100-mm rocket launcher."

"A 200mm rocket launcher costs two thousand dollars per shot, and the launcher and launcher are extra."

“Finally, these prices do not include shipping charges.”

These prices are so cheap that these old men have nothing to say.

Several people stared at the weapons on the ground for a while and asked to be fired.

Rhodes waved his hand generously and asked people to bring rockets for four people, three for each person.

With Jalim's help, the four of them loaded the rockets and launched them together.

And the target they aimed at was the abandoned building that was bombed by Grandpa Jalim.

With the sound of four explosions, the ruined building that had been bombed many times was declared dead. Along with the smoke and dust, it collapsed into ruins.

When the smoke cleared, Moyle of the Delan family jumped on his feet and shouted: "Buy!"

"An AK47 bullet costs $1, and dozens of rounds may not be enough to kill a person. If I replace it with a mortar shell, it will be just right. If it can't kill someone, why can't I still take a taxi?"

"purchase!"

…………

Deep city.

After unloading the box from the Jinbei truck, seeing no one around, Luan Yuelin finally couldn't help but ask. He pointed at the box in front of him and asked in a low voice:

"What's the point of producing this thing? There's going to be a war in Iraq!"

"I have to finish what I have in hand even if we fight!" As he spoke, Lin Yu pointed to the universal charging pattern on the box and continued:

"A long time ago, the great man said that they fight theirs and we fight ours. Their battlefield is between artillery fire, and our battlefield is in technology."

"What we can do is secretly provide a large amount of equipment and at the same time take the opportunity to vigorously develop ourselves."

"The most important thing in war is to never fall into other people's rhythms. If you do, it will be a dead end."

As he spoke, Lin Yu took out his mobile phone, put it on the box, held it with his right index finger and moved it around gently, saying: "As for these, they are opportunities for development, but these two are relatively simple. I chose these two.”

"I'll set an example for people in China, and everyone can save a few years of detours."

"Hurry up and move the goods. Once we're done, we'll get off work and find a place to eat."

Putting the phone back into his pocket, Lin Yu turned around, moved the box, and walked towards the mobile phone store building in front of him.

The box contains all assembled chargers.

The delivery target is Wu Yong, the boss who previously sold him parallel-imported mobile phones.

Putting the goods on the counter, Lin Yu leaned on the box, looked at the person in front of him with a smile, and said, "Brother, the things I told you two days ago are 500 in total, priced at 20 yuan each."

"Do you want to settle the bill now or later?"

Seeing the smile on Lin Yu's face, Wu Yong opened the box with a dark face and checked them one by one.

It took him less than half an hour to charge 500 Magnum.

After the inspection, he paid the money as quickly as possible and sent Lin Yu and others away like the god of plague.

Soon, he received his first customer.

"Boss, can you change the battery here?"

"Replace the battery? It's because of the charger. I have a battery here. By the way, I also have a new charger here. Take a look and make sure it's safe."

"It looks okay. Get me two extra batteries and two chargers."

…………

Night falls.

After a busy day, Meng Chao dragged his exhausted body back home. As soon as he walked in, a phone call came in.

Just after I connected and said a few words, my phone dinged, it was out of battery and turned off automatically.

Looking at the black screen, he let out a sigh of relief. People are busy everywhere every day.

It's just a good time to take a break while charging.

Returning to the room, he picked up the charger and plugged it in. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of something strange, yet familiar.

power Bank!

I just saw the drawings of this thing on Monday, and I can’t admit it.

Holding this strange palm-sized thing tightly, Meng Chao walked into the kitchen with a frown and asked his wife, "Where did you get this thing?"

Meng Chao's wife, who was busy heating the rice, glanced sideways and noticed the eagerness on her husband's face. She simply turned off the fire and explained with a smile:

"I went to Huaqiangbei today to replace my mobile phone battery. The boss who sold the battery told me that they had a new charger and showed it to me. I thought it was okay, so I bought one."

"What's wrong?"