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

Jalim didn't care if there were no planes. The air force was the easiest to form combat power, but it was also the hardest to form combat power.

Without pilots, everything was useless. He could do without them.

But without armored vehicles, it was absolutely impossible.

In this world, there was no scene that could shock people and boost morale more than the charge of an armored cluster.

If there was, it would be all the planes going at once!

Or, a warship cruise!

These big guys from the industrial age lined up in neat rows, moving in one direction together, killing the enemy.

It was absolutely terrifying.

The smile on his face faded, and his big eyes stared at Lin Yu, not saying a word.

Across from him, noticing his weirdness, Lin Yu calmly picked up the teacup, took a sip of water, moistened his dry throat, and asked:

"How about we talk about your glorious record in the fight with Iran? You used tanks as fixed turrets, and dug pits to bury the tanks to prevent others from detecting them."

"Why don't you build bunkers?"

"Or do you think you can form combat effectiveness with tanks?"

A few words made Jialim's tense face unable to hold it. His eyes became evasive, and his head turned away involuntarily, looking left and right, trying to find some other topics.

But unfortunately, this is Xia Jianjun's office.

In the office, except for the two tables and sofas in the middle, the rest are all filing cabinets, and there is nothing to talk about at all.

With no way out, he could only turn around and face Lin Yu: "Well... let's talk about your weapons. Why do you think I want these weapons?"

"Because of the 24-character policy proposed by your president."

"Rely on towns, zoning defense, military and civilian integration, defense and counterattack, use tactics, and protracted victory over the enemy."

"In other words, protracted war."

"Although your president is a scum of the world, he still has enough vision. This is the most suitable way for you."

"If you want to fight a protracted war, you must have weapons that are good enough and cheap."

"And by coincidence, what I have in my hands are all large quantities and cheap enough."

"120mm mortar, one gun costs less than $5,000, and one shell costs $100."

"120mm artillery Arrow launcher, one shell is $150, buy 100 rockets and get one tube for free. "

"200mm rocket launcher, the whole cost is less than $2,000. Of course, the launcher and launcher are separate components and need to be purchased separately."

"When fighting guerrilla warfare, 120mm mortars and rocket launchers are assigned to the front-line teams. A group of five people is responsible for the mortar, and a group of three people carries the rocket launcher."

"Isn't it easy to control an armored unit?"

"200mm rocket launchers can be used to attack and strike important enemy strongholds."

"Now, do you think you don't need these things?"

The rhetorical voice was very light and very tempting. Jialim licked his tongue uncomfortably. Just as he was about to agree, he thought of the brochure that Lin Yu gave him at the beginning.

The main promotional content on it was not equipment, but smokeless gunpowder!

He exhaled and asked in a low voice: "Aren't you selling smokeless gunpowder?"

Raising his hand to stop Jialim from saying the rest, Lin Yu took out another brochure from his briefcase.

It was still a brochure for smokeless gunpowder, but there were more parts.

Artillery shell parts!

Pointing at these promotional pictures, Lin Yu explained:

"Of course, you can also buy smokeless gunpowder and load it yourself. We can also retail and wholesale other accessories for artillery shells."

"We can even give you a set of artillery shell assembly lines, but you have to pay extra."

Lin Yu said very seriously, and the brochure in his hand was also turning pages in the breeze outside the window.

Those not-so-finely printed patterns flashed in front of Jialim like a revolving lantern, dazzling him.

Those parts slowly assembled in his eyes, and finally assembled into artillery shells, which were stuffed into the muzzle, and then fired again, flew into the sky, and finally fell on those damn American soldiers.

After concentrating on thinking for a long time, Jialim suddenly said:

"I hope there is a discount!"

It's settled.

Lin Yu cheered in his heart, sat up straight without leaving any trace, stretched out his left hand to the young man in front of him, and before the other party stretched out his hand to hold it, he opened his five fingers:

"If you pay all the money in one go, I will give you a 5-point discount."

"If you pay it in one go, how do I know if you will run away with the money? I can only pay 20% at most, and the rest of the money needs to be paid after I check the quality." Jialim's few Arab blood was activated, and he began to bargain.

"This is the vice president of the Army Command College." Lin Yu responded calmly, pointing at Xia Jianjun.

Then, he proposed another condition: "You can live in our factory, sit at the back of the production line, and watch those parts leave the factory."

"One comes out of the production line, and you count one."

Hearing this, Jialim was a little stunned, scratched his head with his right hand, and stared at Lin Yu's face for a long time.

After confirming that the other party was not joking, even he couldn't help but say in his heart that he was crazy because of poverty.

They actually let outsiders see the production line!

They are really poor and crazy.

Then don't blame yourself for stealing the technology.

He raised his right hand and waved it forward: "Deal! Where's the contract? Sign the contract, I'll ask for leave now, and then we'll set off!"

Looking at the impatient man, Lin Yu calmly took out the contract. At the end of the contract terms, there was an appendix.

The appendix listed various equipment, as well as the unit price of components and relevant precautions.

After reading the contract terms carefully and finding no problems, Jialim picked up the appendix and studied it carefully.

"Is this tractor matched with a rocket launcher? A dual-purpose component for tilling land and launching? Buy it!"

"Is there no warranty for the dispersed assembled shells?"

"Smokeless gunpowder is calculated by tons? One hundred thousand dollars a ton? One bullet is 0.25 dollars? Forget it, let's just buy bullets directly."

"Why do you only have bullets but no guns? Why are they all standard NATO bullets? Well, in fact, we don't lack guns."

"We still need to find a ship ourselves? You are only responsible for going to customs?"

Holding this appendix, Jialim turned into a local tyrant, holding a fountain pen, and kept filling in numbers on the appendix.

Ten minutes later, he put the form on the table, sweating profusely, and gently pushed it in front of Lin Yu.

"Mr. Lin, please calculate the total price."

"Okay!" Looking at the numbers on the attached form, Lin Yu took out the calculator from his briefcase and pressed it.

"Reset to zero!"

He pressed it, and the calculator spit out a number, which he then filled in the total price column.

More than half an hour passed before he finished filling in the numbers on the form. Finally, under Jialim's gaze, he calculated the final total price.

13.4787 million US dollars.

"This is the total price of your purchase of these materials. According to my promise just now, the discount is 5 points."

"That is 1347.87-1347.87x5%, which is 1280.4765 million US dollars."

"Take a look, if there is no problem, please fill in this number, and finally sign your name, and our cooperation officially begins."

Taking the attached form, calculator, and contract, Jialim began to review.

It was not until lunchtime that he picked up a pen and wrote his name on the buyer's side.

Mustafa Bamul Alamud.

His uncle's fake name.