Tang Dao didn't dig out any useful information from Conan Klein's mouth.

He just said that he was a second-hand dealer of the Grootfontein Foreign Trade Company. With this identity, it was okay to deceive Osborne.

However, Tang Dao didn't want to ask more questions about his client's privacy. He just kept chatting with him about interesting humanities.

Thirty kilometers, only forty minutes.

When they rushed back to the airport, they happened to see Robert driving a BTR-40 out of the warehouse. Hearing the noise, he popped his head out of the window, and Angie also trotted over and shouted, "Mr. Nicholas, come back."

Already."

Robert quickly jumped out of the car, walked up to him, and shouted respectfully, "Boss." He glanced at Conan Klein and Witt beside him. His mind was full of doubts, but he himself was not good at speaking.

He didn't bother to ask any more questions, so he naturally stood beside Tang Dao.

At this time, Dalton, who also heard the news, ran out of the house.

This fat man must be eating secretly. The oil on the corner of his mouth has not been wiped clean. When he saw Tang Dao, he almost flattered him and said, "Mr. Nunlas."

It’s not his fault. After all, Robert and his wife spent 200 US dollars at the airport in just two days. At least 140 US dollars of this money will flow into Dalton’s pocket. What’s the matter with selling it for fun?

At least it's better than the poor people who are about to starve to death outside fighting for food with hyenas.

"Mr. Dalton." Tang Dao shook hands with him and looked at his watch, "Please help us prepare dinner. It must be sumptuous. You don't have to worry about the cost."

This was what he was waiting for. Why else would he be so enthusiastic? He rubbed his hands, nodded with a smile, and puffed out his chest. After watching Tang Dao and others walk towards the warehouse, he couldn't help but wave his fist. There was nothing better than getting a kickback.

More comfortable.

It would be great if there were more such generous businessmen in the future.

…

"I have a lot of goods. If you can eat enough, I can definitely give you a considerable discount."

Tang Dao signaled Robert to open the warehouse door and said to Conan with a smile.

Zhizhizhi...

The rolling shutter door was rusty, and when it was lifted up, there was a harsh sound from the gears. But once it was opened, the big guy inside was a bit shocked. Three T-64 gun barrels had sloping roofs, and the skirts installed on the upper part of the mobile device

The gill-shaped armor plate gives people a visual impact, and the 2A26 125mm smoothbore tank gun is frightening to see.

These tanks have removed the secondary weapons of the ПКТ 7.62mm parallel machine gun and the HCBT 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun. Otherwise, this firepower configuration would be called a "macho" one.

I have to say that Lao Maozi's military technology is really enviable. In addition to the thin and juicy T26 at the beginning, the BT series that can't be hit and run away, and the multi-turret series that went astray, the tanks that came out later are more powerful than the last.

force.

American Emperor: Quality is not enough for quantity.

Germany: Quantity is not enough for quality.

Maozi: Germany, you have better quality, but I make more. America, do you think you have a stronger industrial base? I am not weaker than you, and my design is more advanced than you!

So from T34, T44 to T54, T62, from IS to IS3 and then to IS7, Maozi was once at the top of the food chain in the tank industry. Then after the end of World War II, the ideological split in Europe made the people of NATO deeply aware of the ideological split.

Trapped in the fear of the torrent of steel.

When the T-64 came out, hey, he was called the king of cross-border slinging. He pointed at the big guys in NATO and said, I'm not calling you trash, I'm saying everyone here is trash!

The front is K-type composite armor with an equivalent homogeneous steel of more than 450mm. At that time, the armor-piercing HEAT projectiles used by NATO to dismantle tanks only had a penetration depth of more than 300, as if they were shouting, "Get in!" Don't mention it.

How hurtful.

Of course, the only thing that excites the NATO guys is that the T-64 is too expensive to build and the Soviet army cannot afford it.

Tang Dao couldn't believe that he could exchange fake liquor for three T-64s.

"I want it!" Conan was obviously a discerning person, and his breathing became rapid. Although this type of tank gradually fell behind in modern warfare, and its unprotected ammunition rack was frequently blown up by rocket launchers, but on the African battlefield,

Its intimidating power is much higher than that of a fighter jet.

"I spent a lot of effort to get these three tanks. The price is not cheap, but you were also introduced by Mr. Gould, so I will naturally give you a reasonable price." Tang Dao said and turned around.

I looked at the boss of the dog-headed mercenary group.

At this time, Gould was already dumbfounded.

Feeling the steel behemoth up close, industry has brought not only changes to the military, but also fear.

At least that's what Gould thought. If he didn't have the corresponding anti-personnel weapon in his hand, he would turn around and run away when he saw this big guy.

"The unit price is 1.1 million U.S. dollars. If you want them all, I'll give you a 20% discount, and the total will be 2.64 million U.S. dollars." Tang Dao's arithmetic ability is still very strong. When he reported the number, he felt trembling in his heart.

$2.64 million?!

1991!

This can buy a villa in Long Island, New York, luxury cars, beautiful women, and even food for a lifetime.

The arms business is too profitable.

Konan hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "But the price is not something I can decide at the moment. I need to contact my boss."

Tang Dao also knew that it was impossible to make a decision on a multi-million dollar business on the spot. He nodded in agreement, "Of course, how about we go look at other goods? I also have Soviet firearms and armored vehicles, all of which are available."

As he spoke, he led Conan toward the next warehouse with a smile on his face. He turned around inadvertently and saw Anji standing behind the crowd, looking around with a very anxious expression. Is this because he didn't see Job?

?

Tang Dao narrowed his eyes, deliberately fell half a body behind, and whispered a few words into Osborne's ear.

The British guy was still a little careless at first, but suddenly his eyes were sharp, he nodded slowly, squatted down, and made a gesture of tying his shoelaces. When Angie walked past him, he stood up and patted the other person on the shoulder.

"Uh? Osborne, is something wrong?" Angie asked doubtfully.

"The boss asked us to move something." Osborne hooked his fingers and turned his back to him.

Although Anji was confused, she still followed him. However, the two of them walked more and more remote, and finally headed directly towards the back hill of the airport. Now Anji felt something was wrong, grabbed the tree trunk, stabilized his body, and frowned, "

Osborne, what exactly does Mr Nicholas want us to move?"

Osborne stopped, turned around, and shrugged, "Actually, you have to ask someone about this."

"who?"

"Jesus Christ." As soon as the British man finished speaking, he hit Anji on the forehead with the stone he was holding secretly.

This was so sudden, Anji never thought that the other party would actually take action.

When he came to his senses, his vision went dark and his body fell heavily to the ground. He only felt someone pressing on him and hitting him with stones... He felt no pain, only a coldness.

"call."

Osborne stood up with a gasp, threw away the bloody stone, looked at Anji who was brain-sick, calmly smoked a cigarette, squinted his eyes, and smoked hard, his hand was a little numb, and he held it in his mouth

While smoking, he grabbed the corpse by the ankles and dragged it up the mountain.

In this place…

There is no need to bury the body when killing people, the blood can instantly attract the beasts, and the body will not be seen after death.

Keeping this guy around will always be a disaster.

2.64 million US dollars, who knows what he is thinking?

It was enough for Tang Dao and Broker Tire to break up!

Big deal, start a war!
Chapter completed!