After being refuted by Fang Mo so fiercely, A Niu also realized that what he said just now was indeed a bit too much.

He coughed quietly: "That doesn't actually need a tank, I have no objection."

Fang Mo looked at A Niu coughing a few times and thought he knew what he was wrong. After waiting for so long, he didn't expect that he just wanted to hold it out.

He opened his mouth wide and looked speechlessly at A Niu who was still thinking about the arms, and took a deep breath: "A Niu, do you want to destroy the country by buying so many arms?"

A Niu did not like Fang Mo again this time, and calmly began to analyze the reasons for the things he needed.

"Mo, our domestic training bases are basically training tight-fitting battles, and there is basically no chance of contact with guns and other types.

Even we haven't been in contact with firearms for a long time.

You should know that guns are our best friends. If you are unfamiliar with your partners, what can we use to protect you overseas?

You can't live in China forever. If you go overseas without a legitimate armed force, wouldn't it be slaughtered?"

After telling Fang Mo the reason, A Niu began to calculate the training needs of overseas bases.

"Guns and ammunition, each person is equipped with one rifle and one pistol, so a total of 200 rifles and pistols are required.

Every day, live ammunition training is conducted by one person and two bullets. Each person needs nearly 60 rounds per day, and 200 people need 12,000 rounds per day, which is 4.38 million rounds per year. This does not include pistols and only rifles.

In addition, drones are also intended to enhance our air defense power when performing missions. You don’t want to spend so much money and you will be killed if your own people go to the battlefield, right?

In this way, I actually don’t want much.”

Listening to what A Niu said, Fang Mo was confused, what was going on!

Why did we talk about the battlefield? Fang Mo wanted them to build a base overseas to avoid any more situations like Hong Kong Island.

Why did A Niu think of fighting?

Just when Fang Mo wanted to explain his original intention to A Niu, A Niu nodded firmly: "Mo, China's financial market is always a small pond. You will always go to Wall Street in the United States in the future, right?

When you go abroad, you don’t want to strictly prohibit robbery. We can only protect you with weapons.

Only by having force can you communicate peacefully."

Listening to what A Niu said, Fang Mo fell silent, remembering the bodyguard who died for him at that time, and that frustrating night.

Thinking of the mysterious organization that has not been dug up yet, Fang Mo nodded: "Awesome, how much should you invest in advance?

I can't put it in at one time. If I put it in advance, start with guns and ammunition. Just one or two drones, and put them in rockets and tanks first. We don't need that thing in Southeast Asia.

Southeast Asia is not so messy that you can use those things with great lethality. When will you land in Africa and consider those weapons with great lethality?"

Hearing Fang Mo's concessions, A Niu also knew his younger brother's subtext, which was to let himself dig out the mysterious organization to avenge the dead team members.

He nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, Mo. Leave these to me. Now I will bring the phone with some people I knew before and ask them to start stocking, and start supplying them to us after we buy the island."

Fang Mo nodded, lay on the sofa, closing his eyes.

It’s not that he was tired, but that he was starting to calculate how much dollars he would spend this time.

Only when you need to spend money can you be more motivated to earn more money.

Although A Niu didn't say it, according to what Fang Mo learned from the Internet, each US imperial rifle is priced at around US$1,000, and the bullets are 4 to 6 yuan. In the early days, it would cost 21.9 million yuan per year, which is just a cost for training.

When Fang Mo couldn't help but sigh when he thought that there were many strange things that he had to buy for a lot of money.

Standing up and preparing to go out for fun on the weekend, A Niu walked over at this time: "Mo, the person I know happened to be in Hong Kong Island for this time. Are you going to meet?"

Because Wang Dali had failed, he naturally had no funds to pay the bonus for assassination of Fang Mo, so the assassination organization on Hong Kong Island removed the reward for assassination for Fang Mo early.

However, in fear of Hong Kong Island, Fang Mo shook his head: "If you want them to meet in Pu'O's casino, I don't want to enter Hong Kong Island anymore."

Seeing that his brother had a shadow on that matter, A Niu nodded: "Okay, I'll contact him to ask them to meet in Pu'ao."

However, looking at A Niu's departure, Fang Mo couldn't help but wonder if his brother had already contacted those people when he was building a position in British and American foreign exchange.

Otherwise, how could those group of arms dealers come to China so by chance?

Isn't this t%m a sheep entering the tiger's mouth?

He looked at A Niu who was walking in again with amusement and pointed at him.

A Niu knew that he had guessed his little Jiujiu from his younger brother's expression. He felt embarrassed to touch the back of his head: "This..."

"Forget it, we are brothers, I'm still worried that you will harm me?"

After saying that, Fang Mo walked out of the room first and prepared to go out for fun.

After this period of time of living in a snail life, Fang Mo is almost crazy now. Now that he finally has time, how could he let go of this rare time?

Things always come to you when you least want to come. As soon as you get off the parking lot, Xiao Chen saw a few policemen pretending to be watching something.

But Fang Mo was not panicked. He didn't break the law, who would be afraid of the police?

He got into the car and asked Xiao Chen to drive away. Seeing Fang Mo leave by car, the few plainclothes who were monitoring Fang Mo quickly followed.

Seeing the vehicle in the rearview mirror, Xiao Chen said helplessly: "Cow Team, the police seem to be really staring at us."

"It should be the last assassination that police came to the door."

Listening to Fang Mo's sudden words in the back seat, Xiao Chen and others fell silent, "It would be embarrassing if they were caught by the police in the downtown city at that time."

Seeing A Bing thinking about it again, A Niu knocked A Bing on the head with one hand: "What are you thinking? They sent plainclothes, and if they really wanted to arrest someone, the police would have taken the battle in person.

It’s just to investigate the situation. We can play whatever we should do. Isn’t it safer to have them in the boss?”
Chapter completed!