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On the sycamore tree outside the window, early birds were chirping. Hearing these annoying sounds in his ears, Jalim did not feel irritated, but instead felt a little happy.

He got up from the bed and tore off the calendar on the bedside. Then he slowly walked into the bathroom and started washing up.

After shaving off the stubble on his face and trimming his hair on his temples, he made sure that he was back to his peak appearance. Then he walked out of the bathroom and put on his best suit.

June 15th, today is a good day, a day worth remembering.

Because today, the last batch of artillery shells will come off the production line, which means that all the materials he purchased have been produced.

You only need to load these artillery shells into cars, transport them to the port, then load them on ships, send them to Iran, and finally return to the country.

Then there was the quiet waiting, waiting for the moment America suddenly exploded.

When that annoying president disappears, the family will rise up, lead the Iraqis, resist America's tyranny, drive those damn guys out of Iraq, and then, naturally!

More than ten years later, or decades later, when I look back on my life, today is definitely a good day worth remembering.

The sun is shining brightly outside the window, and there are also those chirping birds, which is very good, very good.

On the way to the artillery shell workshop, the workers passing by looked at the foreigner with great curiosity.

Because the factory director has said hello, this uncle is a distinguished guest of the factory. If anyone neglects this uncle, then he will get no bonus or salary.

In the past, when I saw this guy, he was always slovenly, with a big beard, like a bandit.

But today, he looks like a human being. It seems like there is a happy event?

Under the curious eyes of everyone, Jalim walked into the artillery shell workshop, received his seal from Jiang Song, turned around and walked to the end of the artillery shell production line with his head held high.

Sitting there quietly, waiting for the last moment to arrive.

The cannonball production line was started again, and smooth cannonballs came to Jalim along the production line one after another. Under his eyes, they were put into wooden boxes, stamped, and sent to the side.

At 11:32, when the last cannonball slid over from the other end of the assembly line, Jiang Song put on his suit, picked up the cannonball very solemnly, wrapped it with the cloth he bought for 50 yuan, and carefully put it into the box.

He solemnly delivered the box to Jalim and said with a serious face: "Mr. Jalim, this is the last cannonball. According to the contract, our production work ends here."

"Next, the task of escorting you to the port will be completed by our security department. Their security mission will continue until you get on the ship."

"please check!"

Holding the box with both hands, Jiang Song's face turned red, because one shell weighed 15 kilograms and three shells weighed 45 kilograms. Adding the box together, the overall weight exceeded 50 kilograms.

Equivalent to a big living person.

Putting the seal in his hand into his arms, Jialim rubbed his hands on his body for a while to clean the mud on his hands, and then stretched out his hands to take the box of cannonballs.

Then he miscalculated the weight and was almost carried into a ditch by the box of shells.

Holding the box tightly in his arms, he had a smile on his face and stroked the box happily.

These will all hit America's head when the time comes.

Comfortable!

After touching the box enough, he slowly raised his head and looked at Lin Yu next to him: "Mr. Lin, it's up to you to take me out of customs."

This sentence made Lin Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes and said with a look of disgust on his face: "Don't make it seem like we are doing illegal business. I need to tell you openly now that we have equipment import and export qualifications."

"We all send him out in a dignified manner." As he spoke, he took out his right hand from behind.

In his hand was a folder. He opened the folder and the documents inside were displayed in front of Jalim.

[Equipment Export Customs Declaration Application Form - Sub-form]

At the bottom of this table, there is a big red stamp.

【Export allowed】

Several large words were printed squarely at the bottom of the form.

It's so dazzling.

Taking out the supplementary list and handing it to Jialim, Lin Yu continued:

"In the future, if you get American equipment on your battlefield, you can bring it to me in exchange for supplies or money."

"Let's go, I'll take you to the port myself."

After the production work is completed, the next transportation work is the responsibility of the Security Department.

These people who train every day all arrived at this moment, put on neat black uniforms, and formed a group of three, two in the cab and one in the cargo compartment to escort the car.

Early the next morning, a neat convoy set off towards Liancheng.

Lin Yu was sitting in the lead car. As the car shook, he took out a pen from time to time and wrote a few words in his notebook.

"Director, what are you writing?" Luo Ping glanced at the front to confirm that it was safe, and then Luo Ping took the time to ask.

Brush brush brush.

What responded to him was the sound of Lin Yu writing in a notebook and the sound of a car engine roaring.

After finishing writing the text in his hand, Lin Yu raised his head, looked at the road ahead and said: "The straight-line distance from our factory to the port in Liancheng is more than 100 kilometers, but it took us almost ten hours to go back last time. "

"The weather is better this time. At the current speed, I estimate that it will take two or three hours to reach Liancheng Port."

"It's because the roads are too bad. National highways, provincial highways, and rural roads are one after another. They are dug here and repaired there, and they are soaked here and broken there."

"This seriously affects our delivery speed. Write these things down. When I go back, I will talk to the city. Anyway, they have to repair the road. It's better to cooperate with Xucheng and Liancheng to repair the road to the port."

"At least it will be more convenient to export materials and goods. If the road is more than 100 kilometers long, There is a direct highway, which only takes two hours to go back and forth. "

"In this way, efficiency can be greatly improved."

The main driver, Luo Ping, nodded in agreement when he heard this, then shook his head with a look of pain on his face and said:

"This is a road that is beneficial to Lanling, but for Liancheng, the benefits may not be that great. Similarly, for the nearby Lincheng, the benefits are not that great either."

"It's not easy."

After saying this, Lin Yu was no longer in the mood to record the data along the way. He closed the notebook and stuffed it into his pocket.

At the beginning of the century, this kind of cross-border cooperation was the most troublesome. Even decades later, this kind of cooperation is still very troublesome.

The time to arrive at Liancheng Port was a little later than he expected, because he met two long-haired male drivers on the road. You don't let me, I don't let you, and it was blocked for half an hour.

Fortunately, this is a special product, and the person in charge of handling the procedures has been waiting. When the procedures were completed, it was already 9 o'clock in the evening.