Chapter 004

Transaction (Part 2)

"Where are we going?" Zheng Qi asked. Although Peter didn't say it just now, according to his guess, it should be a neighboring country, or it should be a transport plane rather than a helicopter.

Peter glanced out the window and said, "This time I'm going to Thailand, the military."

"Thailand? They are also interested in some Russian arms. Don't they all like American equipment?" Zheng Qi asked. Peter knew more about this.

"They are indeed a group of pro-American countries, but after all, buying guns and ammunition with regular channels will cost a lot of money and time." Peter explained. "There is another point that not all countries like to take formal channels. There are too many transactions in secret, but we are actually taking shortcuts."

"Take a shortcut?"

"Taking shortcuts is in the other party's words. The world's arms transactions are not just openly. Even if there are dark parts between countries, there are many things, so I won't explain them much." Seeing Zheng Qi's doubts, Peter became a teacher. "Some simple weapons and equipment, open transactions require additional costs and troublesome procedures. But if someone can secretly provide them with low prices and don't care about other expenses, there will be a lot of money left. As you are now, you are the leader of the Golden Triangle, how would you choose?"

"Of course I'm taking a shortcut." Zheng Qi nodded. It seemed like the one he took last time was also a shortcut, but at that time he was not a government army, and it was not strictly considered a matter of it. At most, he was just buying private arms.

"So, this kind of thing is easy to understand. If it weren't for this, where can we smugglers survive?" Peter said with a smile. "And, how do you think those generals are**? How do you make money? How do you buy a beautiful house? How do you buy a sports car? How do you support their cute little sweethearts?"

"Ahem, pay attention to the words" Zheng Qi reminded him.

"Hehe...you know I'm not referring to you." Peter smiled awkwardly.

"Anyway, that's what it means. If you want to have more money in your hands, you have to learn to think about it. This is the case in politics and the military." Peter pointed to his head.

"See it," Zheng Qi said, which really corresponds to the saying, "Live and learn until you are old. The world is so rich, and a person's ability to learn is always limited. Like Peter, he is a qualified arms dealer, who skillfully travels between various warlord leaders and armed governments. If Zheng Qi wants to compare this with him, he is still just a new person who cannot be a new novice. But if he compares commanding the army and planning war, a hundred Peters are no match for him.

"If three people walk together, I will have my master?" Zheng Qi said with a smile.

"Hey hey hey, I understand this sentence." Peter suddenly shouted, "I really understand this sentence."

"You understand?" Zheng Qi asked. He said it in Chinese just now.

"Of course I tell you that I have some insights into Chinese culture." Westerners are really not humble, Zheng Qi nodded and waited for his explanation.

"The meaning of this sentence is: One of the three people must be a teacher, right? This shows from another aspect that even in ancient times, the population of China was still very large, but the education system was very developed, otherwise there would not be so many teachers."

After saying that, Peter was very proud. Zheng Qi was covered in black lines. It turned out that his understanding was like this, he was really strong.

"Right?" Peter asked again without Zheng Qi's affirmation.

"Yes, yes, yes, you should go to a university in China to teach Chinese," said Zheng Qi.

"Hehe, forget it, actually I don't like the profession of teacher."

Zheng Qi turned his head and looked out the window. It would be better not to worry about this issue with Peter.

"By the way, the plane flew into Thailand and was so high, aren't you worried about the radar?" Zheng Qi suddenly thought of something.

"It's okay, this was secretly agreed by the military. We can fly high above their heads." Peter patted his chest and assured.

"Have you ever sold things to people you hate and have conflicts with?"

"Of course there" Peter nodded.

"Then how did you trade with them?"

"Haha, they are my customers, and customers are God. God gives me life and food... I treat them like God, regardless of religion, faith, or nation..." Peter listed many things, but in general, he must have had times of helplessness.

"Sometimes these things are not transferred by your will. When you work, you must have this professional spirit and be worthy of this profession." Peter said seriously. "We are indeed ruthless. I once sold arms to an African country on the first day, and then to his hostile countries the next day. Under intentional or unintentional instigation, they fought and both sides suffered losses. Then I continued to sell arms to them, encouraging them to win right ahead, and the double strike continued to accumulate conflicts, and I sold more goods so repeatedly..."

"You said, I'm afraid we are the final winners of the war." Peter shook his head and said these thought-provoking things.

"Maybe it's really like you said"

Time for chatting passed quickly. When they realized it, the helicopter was slowly descending. Through the lights below, Zheng Qi found that there seemed to be a military camp around him. He was so blatant that he was indeed an arms dealer who dared to do anything. And this was allowed by the military. The world was indeed full of shady curtains, with no eternal friends and no absolute enemies.

At around 4 a.m., the lights in the barracks were still very dark, and the surroundings were quiet, with only the whizzing sound of the helicopter rotors constantly rotating and the sound of the cabin door opening and the staff moving.

The people on the helicopter quickly walked down, and Zheng Qi and Peter also walked down.

Several soldiers with guns came around and surrounded them, looking at them with a vigilant look on their faces.

I don't know what an interpreter said to one of the soldiers in Thai. After a while, several people came to the front, and the one who seemed to be dressed as a general, he came straight to Peter, shook his hand, and then came a hug. It seemed that they had known each other before.

"He is my friend, and he provided the goods this time," Peter pointed to Zheng Qi and introduced, and an interpreter next to him was responsible for the translation.

The general came over, looked up and down at Zheng Qi, and stretched out a hand to hold him.

“He said he was happy to know you,” the translator said.

Zheng Qi smiled and nodded. Both of them were generals, and naturally, both of them were very powerful. Many people around him were a little surprised. Unexpectedly, the arms dealer seemed young, but was so calm.

Perhaps it was an obstacle to language communication, and the general didn't say much. He took people to check the goods and took out the things inside.

This time, the main focus is on rifles, and there are also small batches of Berletta M9s. The most are rockets, and there are a lot of American products. It seems that they have been pro-US and have reached a certain level.

They checked for a while and seemed to be very satisfied with the goods. The general showed a smile on his face and made an OK gesture. Similarly, Peter smiled, and this transaction was fine.

Zheng Qi did not talk to them much, but just watched and instructed some soldiers to carefully carry the rockets. It was not because he was responsible, but because these things were too dangerous. If you are not careful, you may not be able to take it.

The other party drove a few cars and moved all the things up. Then the transport ended. Peter and the general chatted and laughed.

"Mr. Zheng, come here." Peter waved to Zheng Qi, and the general also looked over.

"Is there anything wrong?" Zheng Qi asked.

"The general is very satisfied with your shipment. He said he hopes we can stay here for a few days and he can introduce us to some business," Peter explained.

"No problem, I have enough time." Zheng Qi nodded. Although he hated the other party, he did not hate money.

When the general saw Zheng Qi nodding, he also smiled and put his hands on the shoulders of the two of them. However, due to height problems, his movement was very funny. Then, he put down his hand, said something in his mouth, and walked forward together.

"He said he was very happy that you stayed and he would treat him well," said the translator behind him.

After finishing all these things, it was already past 7 o'clock, and the sun above his head had already risen. The general seemed to be impatient to test these new weapons, so he took a group of soldiers and Zheng Qi and the others to the shooting range.

After looking at the other party's shooting skills, Zheng Qi curled his lips and disagreed. Perhaps the quality of the soldiers of the Tiger Regiment was too high. When he saw these soldiers, he suddenly felt bored.

The soldiers are not very good, but there are some good things in the equipment, such as the rpg-29 produced by Zheng Qi this time. Don’t think that rpg should be the old thing in the hands of the armies of African countries. Now this guy is the descendant of rpg-7 and has a strong performance. Russia uses it to deal with the third-generation main battle tank.

The Thai side has always used the US military's m72

law or rpg-7, I don’t know what happened this time, but I am actually interested in rpg-29, but since they dare to buy, Zheng Qi dares to sell, and the profits are still very high.

But the other party didn't seem to know how to use these things. A group of people were frivolous, and several soldiers carried out the 40mm rockets used by the RPG-7. It seemed that they were going to "stuck" into the hole of the RPG-29?

"Hey, no no, no, you made a mistake." Zheng Qi had no choice but to come over and act as a temporary coach.

"Help you translate," Zheng Qi said to the translator.
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