Chapter 1336: One Hundred Thousand Dollars for an Air Conditioner

As soon as Du Fei answered the phone, he knew who it was and said with a smile: "Mr. Balak~"

On the other side of the phone, Balak's mother said, "I'm very sorry for disturbing you. I wonder if I would be lucky enough to invite Mr. Du to dinner tonight?"

Du Fei understood immediately. No wonder Balak's mother kept silent about purchasing equipment when they met before. It turned out that she had already made plans to have a private meeting with him.

Of course Du Fei would not refuse. He asked about the time and place and promised to go after get off work.

The place Mother Balak agreed on was a halal hotel not far from the History Museum.

It was very early to establish diplomatic relations with Huaguo. We established diplomatic relations in 1956, which is almost 20 years ago.

At that time, it was the wave of independence after World War II, and a number of heroes emerged from the former colonies and semi-colonies.

After get off work, Du Fei led his secretary and driver to the agreed place.

This hotel usually mainly entertains staff from other nearby history museums, as well as some familiar local Muslims.

Du Fei came here and as soon as he got off the car, he saw his mother Balak standing at the door waiting.

When they met again, Mother Balak smiled and shook hands: "I take the liberty of inviting you. It would be a great honor for you to do so."

Du Fei said: "You are too polite. We are both ancient countries and our friendship has a long history. Although we are new friends personally, I believe we share a common position and a common goal."

Balak's mother was stunned for a moment, and then laughed with understanding.

The two of them came to the store and found a private room that was quite luxuriously decorated and had an exotic feel.

The kitchen had been prepared in advance, and Du Fei started serving food quickly after arriving.

Although there are only two people, there are many types of dishes, and they are colorful. Even though most of the ingredients are sourced locally, they still have an exotic flavor.

The driver and Secretary Zhang who came with Du Fei were placed next door, and the dishes were slightly simpler.

As expected this time, during the dinner, his mother Barak brought up the matter of purchasing weapons, and immediately made a request that Du Fei could not agree to.

Du Fei ate a lot. Firstly, he was really hungry. Secondly, although the appearance of these side dishes was a bit poor, they tasted pretty good.

Upon hearing Mother Balak's request, she couldn't help but be surprised and put down her chopsticks: "Mr. Mother Balak, do you want to buy the Dongfeng missiles we sold to Ka Dazuo?"

Mother Balak nodded solemnly: "Yes, this is exactly my biggest request for coming here this time."

Du Fei finally understood why Balak, the mother, never mentioned this matter during the day. It was really inappropriate to talk about buying this kind of thing in front of Hashem.

But no matter what, it was impossible for Du Fei to agree to this request.

First of all, he had no missiles at all. The few missiles he originally sold to Ka Dazuo, he cooperated with Director Nie and refurbished a few useless missiles.

Secondly, the situation encountered is essentially different from that in Libya.

Although Cardano of Ribia is arrogant, he has no fundamental motivation to use missiles. But the difference is that there is going to be a war soon. If you really sell it to them, if you sell it today, it may fall on their enemies tomorrow.

Du Fei sells things to make money, not to cause trouble for himself.

He immediately said that the last time he sold missiles to Kadzo, he was criticized, and that he would not do the same next time, but it was really not possible now.

Female Balak frowned and pursed her lips.

Of course he was not satisfied with Du Fei's answer. This kind of excuse was just to coax a child.

"Du, just now you said that we are friends, but you Huaguo are so perfunctory with friends?" Mother Balak said in a stiff tone: "The same missile can be sold to Ribia but cannot be sold to us?"

Du Fei smiled and said frankly: "Listen to me, Hunis, you can't say this. He will not launch the missiles casually if he sells them to Kadzo, but..." At this point, Du Fei said with profound meaning: " If it gets into your hands, I'm afraid these missiles will fall on the streets of the extremely materialistic world before next year. You should know better than me what the consequences will be, and we can't afford to get into big trouble for this little money."

Balak's mother was startled and stared at Du Fei in disbelief.

He subconsciously reacted, did Du Fei know their plan? But currently there are no more than five people who know about this plan. How did Du Fei know about it?

But Balak's mother was not an ordinary person after all, and she calmed down in an instant.

Du Fei said with a smile: "Hunis, don't be nervous. Your relationship with Youtai is there. Isn't it normal to make such speculation? Although you failed in the last war, that is not the end. We all understandable."

Mother Balak said solemnly: "It will never end unless those Youtai people whose hands are stained with blood completely leave the land that belongs to Bazstan."

Du Fei said: "Of course, this is your right, and I guess that after the death of Mr. Nasser, Mr. Sadat must be eager to inherit and complete his legacy. I think... the fourth Middle East war must not be far away. ." Speaking of this, he looked at Balak with a smile.

Balak, the mother, avoided Du Fei's gaze.

Du Fei stopped ordering, and the two of them continued to eat.

Until two minutes later, Du Fei brought up a new topic again: "By the way, I heard that the tanks sold to you by Sulian are not very easy to use?"

Mother Balak was stunned. Just now he was very disappointed. This time he was entrusted by Sadat and came to Huaguo just for the missiles.

The Speedlinks have been refusing to sell them surface-to-surface missiles.

At the same time, Sadat traveled to Moscow in person, hoping to gain more support.

But they all knew that Moscow was unlikely to change its inherent attitude, which meant that Sadat had little hope.

If he returned empty-handed again, he would really have gained nothing.

Mother Barak laughed dryly and said, "How could it be? The T-62 tank is currently the most advanced tank in the world, with the largest 105mm main gun..."

Du Fei interrupted, "You don't have to hide it. I know this tank better than you. We captured three of them at the beginning. The Fire Fighting No. 1 tank we sold to the outside world is a copy of the T-62. This is certainly a very good tank, with plenty of power, strong firepower, and good reliability, but whether it is good or not depends on the person. Am I right~"

Mother Barak was a little embarrassed, and then he remembered the conflict a few years ago.

Du Fei continued, "The Soviet T-62 is a tank designed specifically for large-scale armored cluster operations on the East European plains. Due to the geographical environment of the Soviet Union itself, they considered low temperatures and even fought in an environment of minus 20 to 30 degrees Celsius, but they never considered fighting in the desert."

Speaking of this, Du Fei couldn't help but chuckle: "I guess that iron guy will be baked into a big steamer by the sun in your place in a few minutes~"

Mum Barak's mouth twitched, and he wanted to smile to ease the embarrassment, but he couldn't laugh.

Although he was in the Air Force, he was Sadat's trusted assistant and knew the situation of his tanks.

The reality was more serious than Du Fei said. When they first received the batch of tanks, many tank drivers couldn't stand it after just a few minutes in the tank.

Even if they adapted to the desert climate, they couldn't bear the heat in the small space. Less than half an hour after the first training, one-third of the tank soldiers suffered from heat stroke.

Later, they reported to Sulian, hoping to install air conditioners on the tanks, but Sulian was quite arrogant.

The reply, translated as, whether you want it or not, this is it.

There was no other way, so they could only place a large number of water storage containers in the tank and use water to cool it down, but it was just scratching the surface.

Then Mu Barak reacted, Du Fei suddenly mentioned this, definitely not to laugh at him, that would be meaningless.

Sure enough, Du Fei continued: "Hunis, I know that you must be very disappointed that I can't sell you missiles, but I still have a batch of brand new "Fire No. 1" tanks, a total of 60. According to the original plan, 40 of them are sold to Danbei, and the other 20 are ready to be delivered to Borneo in Southeast Asia."

Mu Barak read a lot of information about flowers and fruits, human geography, political economy, including some historical materials before coming here, and knew what the situation was in these two places, and also understood the geographical location and climate environment of these two places. When he heard this, his eyes lit up.

Although these two places are not drought-prone, the latitude difference is not too much, and the temperature is hot.

Moreover, Du Fei just pointed out the shortcomings of T-62, and now talking about these two places again, it is definitely not aimless.

He immediately asked: "Du, have your tanks solved the heat problem?"

Du Fei smiled. If it hadn't been solved, why would he say that?

As he said, these two batches of "Fire No. 1" tanks were specially improved and equipped with in-vehicle air conditioners specifically for tropical environments.

Although the power of the air conditioner is not large and the overall effect can only be said to be average, it is completely different from having no air conditioner.

After installing the air conditioner, at least it will not be like the T-62, which set a high temperature record of 70 degrees Celsius in the near-and-near.

In fact, in the world before Du Fei traveled through time, the failure of the coalition forces in the Fourth Middle East War was largely due to the fact that the near-and-near armored troops had lost their combat capability before the battle began.

After receiving a positive answer, Mu Barak was slightly excited: "Please sell this batch of tanks to us!"

Du Fei shook his head: "How can that be? These are all owned by someone, and there must be a first come first served. But if you want to order, I can produce some. How about it? If you are interested, you can go and see the real car."

Mu Barak immediately said that he must go and see it.

The two had almost finished eating, so they ended the dinner directly, and Du Fei took him to the tractor factory.

The tractor factory has also been expanded. The scale and number of people have increased three times compared to the original. The cargo yard in the factory is full of tractors and tanks.

The tractors were ordered by Nanyang for land reclamation and food planting.

There are still more people than land there. The total area of ​​Borneo is about the same as the three northeastern provinces combined, but the population is far less than that of any province.

In order to cultivate more land, mechanization must be strengthened, and more tractors are needed.

There are more than 40 tanks, and the total order from both sides is 60, which have not been produced yet.

These tanks are indeed prepared for Danbei and Nanyang.

On the Li Yuanchao side, it has basically entered a stable period. Although there is no ceasefire in name, all parties can no longer fight.

Li Yuanchao did not intend to launch an attack after getting the tanks. It was more of a deterrent to let Xindila know that there was no hope of winning.

The other 20 tanks were for Nanyang, or more precisely, they were purchased separately by Kuching.

To put it bluntly, Du Fei sold them to himself.

The purpose was to balance the gap in military strength with Lin Tiansheng.

During the population migration, Lin Tiansheng led the troops to eliminate the forces of the Kingdom of Dayat and the Province of Tonga in the south and east.

Du Fei attacked from both sides, starting from Wenlai and heading south, and took over part of Tonga.

But overall, Lin Tiansheng won more chassis, and the number of troops also expanded, reaching 200,000.

The situation in Kuching is much worse, it is still less than 80,000.

Although due to money issues, Du Fei's weapons and equipment are obviously better, and there are six gunships that can take off at any time, but overall the ground troops are definitely not as good as Lin Tiansheng.

That's why Du Fei planned to use tanks and armored vehicles to balance the situation and try to offset the numerical disadvantage.

It's not that Du Fei has any thoughts about Lin Tiansheng, but he is just taking precautions and taking precautions before they happen.

The good relationship between him and Lin Tiansheng now does not mean that there will be no differences in the future.

This kind of disagreement may come from ideas, or it may be a simple conflict of interest. Only the balance of power between the two parties can become the ballast of the relationship. When disagreements occur, let each party think more about it to avoid misjudgment and impulse.

But now, these tanks have better buyers.

Li Yuanchao and Du Fei are not in urgent need here, but Mu Balak is in urgent need, and the price is not that important.

Du Fei just emphasized that these tanks all have owners, and this is what he meant.

Everyone is a sensible person. If you want to cut off the Hu, you must pay the price.

This is a ready-made product with air conditioning. As long as you pay, it can be shipped out immediately. Doubling the price is not too much, right?

Originally, the export price of Fire No. 1 was around US$500,000. Now, one million units, or sixty units, is US$60 million.

As for Li Yuanchao, we can just make up for it later.

Du Fei was thinking in his mind, but he didn't say in a hurry that he was not in a hurry to negotiate the price now and would wait until his mother Balak was greedy.

Du Fei asked someone to drive out a random car, and specifically asked him to turn on the cold wind of the air conditioner to the maximum.

He fired a round at the tank testing ground next to him, and then fired two more shots at the shooting range. As expected, they all hit the target.

Mother Balak didn't care about this. When the tank came back, she climbed up directly and opened the metal cover of the turret, regardless of the dirt.

There was a bang, and a rush of cold air hit my face.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

Du Fei was below, raising his head and laughing: "How is it? Our tank is pretty good, isn't it? Although it is an imitation of the SAM T-62, we have made a second design, which is more user-friendly, has better performance, and is more durable. Cheap……"

Du Fei introduced it, but the effect was actually not as good as the cool breeze that Balak blew just now.

After getting off the tank, Balak made a quick decision: "Du, I want all these tanks!"

Du Fei muttered: "I'm afraid this is not good. Our fire equipment company has always been based on reputation. If you really want it, I can arrange it immediately and guarantee delivery within six months."

Mother Balak said to herself that the day lilies were already cold after half a year's delivery.

He simply said with caution: "One million dollars per car, these are the ones in stock. As you said, Du, we are friends."

Du Fei originally wanted to say it himself, but now that Balak's mother took the initiative to say one million, it made it easier for him: "Okay, Hunis, we are friends." After that, he opened his hands and hugged each other: "And A dozen tanks will be rolled off the production line immediately, and 60 tanks can be shipped in at most half a month. I will include a base number of artillery shells."

A smile finally appeared on Mother Balak's face. Although she didn't buy missiles on this trip, she was able to buy 60 air-conditioned tanks, which was considered a good gain.

After reaching a verbal agreement, Mother Balak had an idea and asked: "Du, I wonder if you can help us install air conditioners on the current 300 T-62s?"

Du Fei was a little embarrassed and frowned: "This... I'm afraid it's quite troublesome. As you know, the space inside the tank is very small. Although our Firefighter No. 1 is an imitation of the T-62, there are tropical areas in the south of our country, so from the beginning We have considered it to adapt to the hotter climate and leave space for installing air conditioning, but the Suliant tank does not have such a reservation..."

Before Du Fei could finish speaking, Balak's mother interrupted directly: "One hundred thousand! One hundred thousand dollars a unit, help us modify three hundred taels of T-62 tanks."

Du Fei was shocked. One hundred thousand dollars could buy one-fifth of a tank. He was really rich.

An air conditioner costing US$100,000 is probably a world record~

Three hundred tanks are worth 30 million US dollars, plus the 60 tanks in front, the total price is 90 million US dollars.

Will you accept this order? You must take it!

In fact, normally speaking, installing air conditioning in a tank is not a big deal.

But the problem is that Egypt does not have the corresponding industrial production capacity, so it can only turn to outsiders for help.

Sulian does not have similar needs, nor does it have the spirit that customers are God. It will not manufacture a product specifically for its tanks at all.

This arrogant and indifferent attitude left Paiji with no choice but to knock out his teeth and swallow them in his stomach.

Even if the temperature inside the tank reaches 70 degrees, only a little water can be put in to keep the soldiers going.

Now only Du Fei has it, this is a unique business.

More importantly, they are already preparing for war and they really can't wait any longer. It's not surprising that they have this price.

As for what Du Fei said before, "The tank has a small space and it is difficult to install air conditioning", with the support of one hundred thousand US dollars, the impossible must be made possible.

After confirming the tank and air conditioner, he allocated 90 million US dollars in one go. His mother, Barak, was very happy.

This trip to the East was not in vain.

Du Fei did not intend to let go of this walking wallet easily, and immediately began to promote other products.

"Hunis, we have recently developed a new type of anti-tank mine-laying vehicle that can spread mines quickly. Do you want to take a look?"

In fact, Balak's mother was not interested. Being able to solve the tank issue this time made him feel that it was almost done.

It's just that it's not easy to save Du Fei's face, pretend to be in high spirits, and just plan to show off.

Du Fei observed his words and saw what he was thinking, but he smiled slightly and asked someone to drive out the anti-tank minelayer.

Soon, a liberation truck covered with a canvas canopy drove out of the warehouse.

On the surface, this was an ordinary military truck, but when it came to Du Fei and Balak, the canvas awning at the back of the truck folded and folded along the slide rails.

In the truck compartment at the back are actually two multi-barrel launchers similar to rocket launchers.

However, the caliber of this device is much thicker than that of a normal rocket launcher, and it can just fit a round anti-tank mine into it.

Du Fei said: "Hunis, this anti-tank mine-laying vehicle can quickly maneuver with the troops and deploy quickly when needed. Within twenty minutes, it can spray and spread more than 600 mines within ten kilometers of the front."

In fact, here in Du Fei, this automatic mine-laying vehicle is also new.

Not long ago, Vasily made it based on the direction of America and Sulian. It is planned to be used by the troops first. If the effect is good, it will be equipped. It will not be long before continuous improvement.

Unexpectedly, the female Balak happened to meet her.

As Du Fei spoke, the mine-laying vehicle had already driven out. After arriving at the tank testing site, it paused briefly and began to slow down.

At the same time, the device behind the truck began to make "bang bang bang" noises, and each time a mine model was ejected from the barrel, falling irregularly on the ground next to it...

Mother Balak couldn't help but widen her eyes. He had experienced a real war and received an orthodox military education. He immediately realized the tactical significance of this automatic mine-laying vehicle.

On the battlefield, as long as there is such a vehicle, it is equivalent to having a moving minefield.

Blocking the enemy's armored group's rapid assault at critical moments, although it is impossible to completely block it, can significantly delay the enemy.

In the last war, I saw Youtai's power. Although the coalition forces were still besieging him this time, Balak's mother was not sure of victory.

This kind of rapid mine-laying weapon can obviously quickly create a blockage in the event of a defeat, buying time for one's own side to regroup.

"Du, I really envy you!" Balak's mother suddenly said in a confused manner.

Du Fei understood what he meant and said with a smile: "Don't be envious. If you want it, you can still have it."

Balak's mother was stunned for a moment, unable to react.

What he said just now was just something he felt and said casually.

Du Fei, what does this mean? What does ‘we want and can have’ mean?

Du Fei explained: "You should have heard that we are helping Ribia build an aircraft manufacturing plant."

Female Balak nodded, remembering Colonel's big mouth, which was not a secret in their circle.

Du Fei said: "Since I can help them build an aircraft factory, why can't I help you build a tank factory? Hunis, we are friends, and friends do not prioritize."

Balak was once again surprised. Although it had some industrial base, it was still a backward agricultural country in general.

Before this, he had never imagined that he would be able to produce his own tanks.

But Du Fei is right. Why can't Kadazhuo produce tanks when they can produce aircraft?

However, Balak's mother quickly woke up. These were all things for later, and it was definitely too late now.

According to their plan, there are only a few months left before the war.

Du Fei only clicked and didn't take any further. He asked instead: "There is also a 107 rocket launcher. Do you want to take a look? It is our latest improved model."

When Balak's mother heard about the 107 rocket launcher, she was initially not very interested.

Although this kind of rocket launcher is famous, it is only for some guerrillas, and it can be considered a regional power after all.

But when Du Fei mentioned the 'latest improved model', he was moved and asked, "What improvements are there?"

Du Fei replied: "The launcher has not been significantly changed, but we have upgraded the rocket. The range has been increased from the original eight kilometers to more than 20 kilometers, and the charge of the warhead has also been increased by 20%, making the rocket more powerful. Bigger.”

Balak's mother was slightly surprised: "It's really twenty kilometers away!"

Rocket artillery is a cluster firepower that covers the battlefield. If it is a 107 with a range of only eight kilometers, of course he is not interested.

But the range of twenty kilometers is different. To some extent, it already has the ability to extend firepower in depth.

In addition, the automatic mine-laying vehicle has been purchased, so I simply bought some 107 rocket launchers.

Before Du Fei finished, he immediately took out something new.

"Hunis, there are still large smoke bombs here!" Pointing to something similar to a gasoline barrel next to him: "If you are fighting Youtai, it will definitely be in Sinai. The desert terrain is unobstructed. You will most likely not have air superiority. The ground Troops are living targets in front of aircraft. With this large smoke-generating bomb, a large amount of thick smoke can be released within two minutes, obscuring the view of enemy aircraft..."

Mother Balak: "Buy~"

…

It's a pity that Du Fei was armed through the Speed ​​Alliance before, so Du Fei was just a slippery slope at best, leaving him little room to play.

Gunships and bombers that can really be sold at high prices are of little use for reaching.

Although this big guy looks good, it has no air superiority and is just a prey for fighter jets.

In the end, in addition to tanks and air conditioners, Mubarak spent more than 40 million yuan on various items, mainly mines and rockets for automatic mine-laying vehicles and rocket launchers.

Including the previous 90 million, the total is 130 million US dollars.

It was already late at night when I sent my mother Balak off.

Du Fei went home happily.

Although the female Balak only left 300 million this time, this was just the beginning.

In the war a few months later, they will most likely taste defeat again. At that time, it will be Du Fei's opportunity to make a lot of money.

Of course, it is possible, because the weapons sold by Du Fei will change some situations, but there is little hope of reversal.

After all, a mere US$300 million is really insignificant in the cost of the entire war.

When I got home, the lights were out in the house.

Du Fei stepped lightly, and as soon as he reached the room upstairs, the door opened. Zhu Ting poked her head in and said, "Why are you back?"

Du Fei chuckled, went up and kissed him: "If someone brings us money, of course we have to entertain them well."

Zhu Ting said in surprise: "Who is it?"

Du Fei said: "I'll tell you after I finish cleaning up."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and touched it, causing Zhu Ting to glare at him: "I just got pregnant, so don't mess around."

Du Fei responded and got into the bathroom.

In less than five minutes, I finished washing and drying my clothes hastily, got into bed and said, "Let me tell you, Hashem brought someone here today who just spent 130 million US dollars on our house."

Zhu Ting was slightly surprised. She knew that the fire equipment company made money, but more than 100 million US dollars in one night was still a bit exaggerated: "What did you buy? Spend so much money? Selling airplanes again?"

Du Fei shook his head: "It's not airplanes. They want to buy fighter jets. We can't produce them. They bought 60 tanks for one million each!"

Zhu Ting's eyes widened: "How much?"

She knew the price of the No. 1 fire tank, and she knew it was fishy as soon as she heard it.

After Du Fei finished explaining, he suddenly realized.

Du Fei continued: "Just wait and see, this is just the beginning. We can make a lot of money later if we get involved."

Zhu Ting reacted sharply: "Are they going to fight?"

Du Fei nodded and reminded: "Don't tell anyone, it's just a matter of these few months."

Zhu Ting is in the Ministry of Foreign Education and has some understanding of the situation there: "Should we still fight Youtai?"

Du Fei said: "If you don't hit them, who will you hit?"

Zhu Ting said: "America is supporting Youtai behind the scenes. You sold me so many weapons..."

Du Fei curled his lips and said: "What the hell~ Because they don't make any money anymore? Besides, the harder the Youtai people are beaten over there, the better it is for our family. The more stretched America is, the more our ability will show." value."

…

The next day, Du Fei came to the unit refreshed and refreshed.

Mother Balak came prepared. The funds from the bank were already in place and she paid directly through Huaguo Bank in Xiangjiang.

Without any delay, US$300 million was received.

At around ten o'clock in the morning, Du Fei had just received a notice from the bank, and Hashim came smiling again.

As soon as he entered the door, he asked: "How are you, my brother? Mother Balak spent a lot of money yesterday~"

Du Fei laughed and admitted that he had nothing to hide from Hashem, and their relationship was now quite solid.

Hashim claimed the credit and said: "How about it, brother, it's interesting~"

After some back and forth, he asked again: "By the way, when will our railway construction in Borneo start?"

Last time he bought a lot of railway bonds in Kuching, but his original plan was interrupted due to sudden population migration.

The railway project in Borneo has not yet started.

Du Fei said: "It's coming soon. There are more manpower there now, and it's more convenient to build railways than before. And now a lot of land is being reclaimed. In addition to cultivating food, the fruit production is greater. If you have connections, we can even The fruit route extends to Western Europe, where living standards are higher and fruit prices are more expensive.”

Hashem originally complained about the railway, but his eyes lit up when he heard this.

He had really thought about this before. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that prices in Western Europe are expensive, and as long as he can sell things there, the profit will be doubled.

However, the Western European market has many specialties, and there are various farmers' associations. Without local influence, it is not easy for outsiders to enter, unless they are willing to transfer most of the benefits.

Hashem muttered: "Western Europe... I'm afraid it won't be easy. I'll talk to those guys in Sicily later to see if they are interested."

Du Fei raised his eyebrows: "Itali's mafia?"

Hashim nodded: "It's those damn vampires."

Du Fei heard that Hashim didn't have a good impression of the other party, so he curled his lips and said, "Why don't you make money even if you have money? The mafia is not a saint."

Hashim shrugged: "You have never dealt with them. Those guys are very annoying. They are a group of gangsters who rely on extortion, but they play deep and pretend to be noble all day long."