Chapter 445: Arms Purchase From Maozi

The bm-21 rocket launcher, nicknamed "hail", was also known as "Stalin's organ" in the early days. It was equipped with the Soviet army before 1964 and has been used until now. Le Wen ▽ Novels ◀|It can be seen in the Afghanistan War and the Iran-Iraq War. Even in today's military modernization, this crude weapon has not withdrawn from the stage of history.

The 122mm 40-barrel rocket launcher is towed by a small military truck. It is a relatively simple layout among various types of rocket launchers.

But don't look at the ugly appearance of "this little guy", but the whole battalion of rocket launchers can fire a terrifying 720 rockets! The total output weight is 48,000 kilograms, which is more than the sum of one salvo of all conventional artillery of the US Army Division!

It can be described as a common nightmare for enemy infantry and one's own logistics personnel.

The only downside is just the hit rate.

Sitting in this beach bar, the two picked a remote corner to discuss dangerous topics while drinking and eating Brazilian-style barbecue.

When Jiang Chen proposed to Natasha that he needed to purchase a large amount of a covering weapon with a strong "deterrent effect", Mao Mei, who had already had a few drinks, immediately slapped down the beer glass in her hand and sold it to him vividly. This "Stalin's Organ".

"If you are just looking for rough firepower, then no weapon is more suitable for you than the bm-21 rocket launcher."

Seeing her face flushed from drinking, Jiang Chen couldn't help teasing, "Why do I feel like you're so inferior to being an agent? Why don't you become a salesman in an arms company?"

"Hi—" hiccupped indecently, Natasha gave Jiang Chen a white look, and flung her blond hair back domineeringly, "Men, do you want to buy it or not?"

"purchase!"

"How much to buy?" Natasha's bright red mouth curled up in satisfaction.

"Eight sets." Jiang Chen put down the skewer for the kebab and said casually.

"8 units? Arming two companies?" Natasha propped her cheekbone with one hand, tilted her head and smacked her lips, "It should be no problem. I remember that the 8th Division under the Ural Military Region is equipped with updated equipment. Broken copper and rotten iron are worrying about no buyers."

sweat! Is it really okay to describe your equipment like this in front of buyers?

Jiang Chen thought with shame.

This guy is really drunk.

"How much is the price?" Wiping a handful of meat skewers,

Jiang Chen asked casually.

"I don't know about this. But a rough estimate, it shouldn't be very expensive. The main thing that burns money is ammunition. Hmm... How many rockets do you need?"

Jiang Chen stretched out four fingers.

"Four thousand?" Natasha yawned and asked casually.

Jiang Chen smiled mysteriously and said hehe.

"forty thousand!"

With a bang, the beer glass fell from his hand to the table. Beer spilled all over the table.

However, Natasha didn't care about the soaked clothes on her chest, stood up on the table with a "bass", stared at Jiang Chen with her half-drunk and half-awake green eyes, and whispered tremblingly.

"Four, forty thousand?"

"That's right, did you sell it?" Jiang Chen raised his chin provocatively and grinned.

"You, are you sure it's not a thousand ruble mortar shell, but a rocket?" Natasha asked in a voice.

"Is it really okay to say so loud here?" Jiang Chen coughed lightly and whispered.

Natasha blushed. A quick glance around.

I saw that the people in the barbecue restaurant were all secretly looking at this side. Many people who were talking stopped talking and did not continue to drink while holding beer glasses. There has been a lot of big news on Koro Island recently, and everyone's gossip is a little high. I'm afraid that exaggerated rumors like "An arms dealer at the beach bar turned black last night. He helped sell rockets!" would spread all over the streets if she said so loudly today.

It is better to keep a low profile in the arms business.

Pussing her lips into a ambiguous smile, Natasha, who realized that she had lost her composure, put her index finger on Jiang Chen's chin as if she was drunk.

"Then what are you waiting for, let me see if you are a mortar or a large-caliber rocket."

The word "big", she bit her red lips very hard.

Hearing such nasty words from a beautiful woman with such a hot body, all the male creatures in the store, including Jiang Chen, were shocked. All involuntarily raised their heads instinctively.

After leaving this sentence, Natasha calmly stretched out her hand to cover her neckline, turned around and walked out of the store, disappearing from the sight of the wolves.

"Tsk tsk. I can play with that leg for a year." Lying beside the bar, a drunk man holding a beer glass said dryly.

Glancing at his old friend with disdain, the drunk man next to him said plausibly, "Che, you are a layman at first glance. I have seen girls for so many years, just the curve of the buttocks. It is the best. Hiccup—— "

The last words turned into a muffled belch.

His face was flushed by his old friend's words, and the drunk man choked out angrily, "Young bastard beep beep! Don't you often blow your toothpick? You can do it if you have the ability."

With a sneer, the old friend who had said the truth suddenly softened: "I can't afford it."

As he spoke, he pointed to the Lamborghini outside the window.

It doesn't matter whether it's a "mortar" or a "rocket", the key is the green Franklin. .

In any case, the topic of the bar was successfully misled by Natasha. What mortars, rocket launchers, it turned out to be those things! All the girls looked at Jiang Chen with unfriendly expressions, and their burning gazes were filled with jealousy, jealousy, and still jealousy.

"Do you subdue Huo?"

Ignoring the envious and jealous eyes, recalling what she said when she got in the car, Jiang Chen smiled and shook his head.

The ruthless breasts that are better than Liu Yao's crush, as well as the upright buttocks, really make people feel dry mouth for a while.

But those whores are doomed to be jealous, not to mention them, even Jiang Chen can't afford it.

Having an in-depth exchange of performance art with a KGB woman is no different from bumping into a female spider's web. Once you have a relationship with her that goes beyond normal friendship, you have to be quite conscious.

Slapping a hundred-dollar bill on the table, Jiang Chen didn't wait for the waiter to change the money, and walked directly outside the door.

Gentleman opened the car door for Natasha, Jiang Chen went to the driver's seat and sat down by himself.

"Is it okay to drink and drive?"

Opening and closing her bright red lips, Natasha smelled of alcohol in the car.

"Didn't you realize that you've been drinking all the time?" Jiang Chen teased, reaching out to turn the car key, "Where is your home?"

Natasha looked at Jiang Chen with a smile and said nothing.

That look seemed to say: "Shouldn't you be a gentleman and invite me to take a bath at your house at this time?"

"Okay then, I'll take you back to the embassy."

"Don't!" Natasha hurriedly said, and gave Jiang Chen a hard look.

Appearing in the embassy like this, how can she maintain her majesty in front of her subordinates in the future?

"Your apartment?" Jiang Chen said succinctly.

Pursing her red lips, Natasha poked hard on the GPS screen in anger.

"Fasten your seat belt." Grinning at her unwillingness, Jiang Chen opened the window, stepped on the accelerator and started on the road.

The sea breeze blew away the smell of alcohol in the car.

"Are you afraid?"

"I have nothing to be afraid of." Jiang Chen laughed.

It's true, he really wasn't afraid of anything.

Her chest was wet, and it was really cold from the wind. Natasha stretched out her hand drunkenly to close the car window.

"Afraid of the identity of the KGB, or afraid of surpassing friendship with agents?"

Jiang Chen didn't speak, and reached out to turn on the music on the radio.

Natasha gave Jiang Chen a white look, pouted her lips in anger, and then fell silent. Peeked at her through the mirror, only to see a drunken look. With those half-closed eyes, Jiang Chen couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

Soon the car stopped in front of her house.

Panting, Natasha undid the seat belt that was strangling her chest.

"It's time to change the car, the glass is bulletproof, but the hood and fuel tank are only covered with aluminum alloy."

Jiang Chen froze for a moment, then smiled.

"You mean, someone wants to kill me?"

"You must wait until someone wants to kill you before you know how to pay attention to safety? You can't be afraid of death." Natasha gave him a white look, shook her long blond hair, and stepped out of the car door.

That's right, Jiang Chen touched his chin and nodded.

Why don't you find a few experts who understand car design in the sixth street to get a cool car after this alien tide is resolved?

Seeing that Natasha had already walked to the door of the hut, Jiang Chen suddenly remembered the business and forgot to talk about it, so he hurriedly spoke.

"By the way, about the ammunition..."

"I'm dizzy now, you can just send me a text message, and I will contact China when I sleep for two hours tomorrow morning." Impatiently waving her hand, Natasha walked towards the door with her head supported.

Is it really okay?

Seeing her wobbly appearance, Jiang Chen was really worried.

Seeing her close the door, Jiang Chen heaved a sigh of relief, started the car and drove back towards home. (To be continued.) () "I Have a Suite in the End Times" only represents the opinion of the author Chenxing LL. If you find that its content violates national laws and conflicts, please delete it. The position is only committed to providing healthy and green Read the platform. 【】,thank you all!