Chapter 1331 Picking and Picking

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The Aurora Army group controlled by Zhou Qingfeng is too small, and it is already very difficult to rule a million-level population. It is really impossible to compete head-on with the two north-facing organizations with a population of tens of millions, a geographical boundary of several million square kilometers, and a highly developed infrastructure.

Zhou Qingfeng knew that Enclave was behind his back, but he couldn't do anything about it. He could only deal with Enclave's younger brother, and it was very difficult. In this case, it became his only choice to make a big killer.

There are still many big killers to be found in the United States and various overseas military bases, but those are not under the control of the Aurora Legion. The only way for Zhou Qingfeng to find a way to get a big killer is to get it from the real world.

As far as ballistic missiles are concerned, the technology of the Rabbit family is probably the bottom among the five big hooligans, not even Mao Xiong. We often lament that Rabbit's aero-engine technology is 20 to 30 years behind the Jaeger, but the technology of ballistic missiles is even worse, 30 to 40 years behind.

For example, Rabbit’s current best submarine-launched ballistic missile ‘Julang-2’ is equivalent to the ‘Trident C4’ of the Javelin. The range of the two is similar, but the weight of the warhead of the former is only half of that of the latter, which is still a bit of a difference.

Our "JL-2" entered the combat readiness cruise state together with the latest ballistic missile nuclear submarine in the first two years. But the "Trident C4" of the Javelin was in service in the late 1970s, and it was retired more than ten years ago!

Rabbit has been reforming and opening up for nearly forty years, and the keyboard warriors have gone from kneeling and licking in the early days of "****" to now showing the arrogance of "destroying the sun and killing the beauty". Incompetent in practical work, talking first, is really in arrears with IQ.

And now Zhou Qingfeng naturally doesn't expect to get any 'Dongfeng-31' or 'Dongfeng-41', but he can't even buy a 'Dongfeng-5' from the 1980s, so he is not happy. The dream of world domination is completely shattered!

"Only selling 'Dongfeng-3', won't your conscience ache?" Zhou Qingfeng took a Yun-8 to the secret base in the hinterland of the flower planter. He dressed himself up as a big dog with a mustache, When I got off the plane, I was warmly welcomed by the officers and soldiers in line.

"No, what kind of conscience is needed for arms trading?" Xiao Jinlang followed behind Zhou Qingfeng, turning a deaf ear to his complaints. At most, he introduced Zhou Qingfeng to the base's cave when the base leader came forward to greet Shidai.

Modern ballistic missiles emphasize one word 'fast'. A heavy-duty all-terrain vehicle completes all the work of transportation, erection, and launch, and can even complete short-term storage, body testing, and other daily maintenance tasks. One car handles everything, and only in this way can we survive.

But 'Dongfeng-3' is indeed too old. It is still transported on an old-fashioned trailer and needs to be filled with super troublesome liquid fuel.

Hoisting, testing, launching, etc. also require the cooperation of a large number of other professional vehicles. The launch of "Dongfeng-3" required a lot of professionals to wait on it, and it took half a day to see it take off. It's not as satisfying to masturbate this thing as to masturbate 'Scud'!

As one after another supporting vehicles in stock came out of the cave, Xiao Jinlang kept introducing how the soldiers in the combat readiness warehouse efficiently maintained the decommissioned equipment in a difficult environment. But Zhou Qingfeng watched the hoist truck slowly move dozens of tons of missiles to the launch vehicle, and his heart almost grew grass.

"How about it? With five rounds of 'Dongfeng-3' and all supporting facilities, we only discount five billion soft sister coins. This is already a super cheap sale." Xiao Jinlang quoted.

"It's just this crap, but it still costs 5 billion soft sister coins? Why don't you grab it? It was even cheaper to sell it to Saudi Arabia." Zhou Qingfeng was about to get angry.

Xiao Jinlang squinted at the sky, "Price inflation, do you understand? Except for us, no one would sell you such a big guy. Not even a bear."

It's too hateful, it's not like Mao Xiong doesn't know how to sell. Mao Xiong signed the "Intermediate-Range-Range Nuclear Forces Treaty" with the Javelin because he was stupid.

"The boat of friendship capsizes,

How dare you kill me like this. When I lost my temper, he just... bought it! "Zhou Qingfeng gasped for a while, and in the end he could only buy it.

Hearing Zhou Qingfeng say that he bought it, Xiao Jinlang immediately corrected his service attitude, and said with a warm and thoughtful smile: "We will help you maintain these missiles to the best condition immediately, and the accessories and instructional videos are all ready, and they will be shipped immediately. You can ship it anytime. But what are you bartering us?"

"I have to think about this matter carefully." After Zhou Qingfeng visited the retired 'Dongfeng-3' in Dongku, although he was not very satisfied, he could only admit it. After all, there is really nowhere else to buy a big guy with a range of thousands of kilometers. Saudi Arabia, a big dog, relies on this thing to support the field.

As for the idea of ​​looking for Mao Xiong to buy it, it's not that Zhou Qingfeng hadn't thought of it before. But Mao Xiong's reputation smells worse than toilet excrement. One stupid fat sheep like Third Brother is enough in this world, and he doesn't want to be the second one.

Leaving from the combat readiness base, Zhou Qingfeng sneaked to Mongolia as usual. Now he likes to find this sparsely populated country when he transports things here. If he is accidentally discovered by a Mongol, he just needs to kill him. Anyway, apart from Ulaanbaatar, there is no order in other parts of Mongolia.

Back in the wasteland, Zhou Qingfeng went to Nassau's industrial product accumulation site. More than a thousand helicopters and more than a hundred large passenger planes were missing, and the place was obviously much empty. However, goods from North America and Europe will continue to fill in, because the work of "garbage picking" has never stopped.

Zhou Qingfeng rode a motorcycle wandering around in the urban area of ​​Nassau. The capital of the Bahamas now has 1,800 maintenance personnel left, and the streets are full of inexplicable things.

"E-3 early warning aircraft? Where did you get this?" Zhou Qingfeng circled around a plane, "Don't give it to the rabbit, let them be so stingy, they don't even give me the 'Dongfeng-5'."

"F-22, no, no."

"F-35, no, no."

"V-22, no, no."

Zhou Qingfeng wandered around in his own treasure house, as long as he felt that advanced things were all excluded. In the end, I finally found a non-advanced one, "Oh, this one is good. The price is cheap and the quantity is sufficient. It was designed in the 1950s, and it is definitely not advanced.

Moreover, the old beauty has used this thing for decades, tinkering, rectifying and reforming without giving up. She is a proper battlefield veteran. This is a piece of equipment that even Jaeger can't put it down. The rabbit doesn't have a corresponding model yet, so it can't be said that it's useless, let alone that I'm fooling people. "

Zhou Qingfeng counted and found that there are more than two hundred of this kind of 'not advanced' equipment, which is definitely enough to pay for five rounds of 'Dongfeng-3', "No, how can five rounds be enough? I have to ask them to give me another five rounds." Send. When the time comes, I will send Dongfeng courier to anyone who is not happy."