Chapter 497 White Gloves! (Third Update!)

"The guns will be replaced with your 81 bar. The number of bullets remains unchanged. We want to replace the RPG and TNT with equivalent individual anti-aircraft missiles and individual anti-tank missiles. I wonder when we can take delivery?"

Faced with the inquiry, Lin Yu said calmly: "It depends on when your money will arrive. These equipments are a lot for you, but for us, there is no pressure!"

"Our bullet production line can roll out 1 million rounds of bullets in a day."

"The corresponding individual air defense missiles and individual anti-tank missiles are fully produced. We can produce 10,000 of each type every day."

“And we have a lot more in our warehouse.”

"If your money can arrive tonight, you can get a ride to the dock at six o'clock tomorrow morning and take a boat out."

One million rounds of ammunition a day...

Ten thousand anti-aircraft missiles and anti-tank missiles can be produced every day...

These two figures made Palmer swallow his saliva.

This is a figure that is beyond the reach of Tamil organizations.

After entering the new century, various countries have added Tamil organizations to their terrorist lists.

Therefore, India's assistance to Tamil organizations is also gradually weakening. Under this premise, the life of Tamil organizations has begun to be difficult.

This time when I went out to buy equipment, I was actually preparing to fight to the death!

One battle will determine the outcome.

Before finding Nicholas, he also went to find America's CIA. However, after those damn guys learned that they were from the Tamil organization, they immediately chose to give up.

In their own words: Sri Lanka? What's in that place? black tea? gem? Forget it, it’s a small place and I don’t care.

In addition, the prices given by those bastards were also outrageous.

An M16, an old gun from the TND Vietnam War, actually dared to ask for $10,000!

Why not grab it?

Look at the person in front of you, he is simply your savior!

They are simply the envoys sent by God Brahma to help him!

This person must be pleased now for the future of the organization.

Taking a deep breath, Palmer slowly stood up from the ground, dusted off his body, put his right hand on his chest, and bowed respectfully towards Lin Yu:

"Dear Mr. Lin, as you wish, I will urge our organization to send the money as soon as possible. In the next few days, we need to trouble Mr. Lin."

Very polite and hard to find fault with.

Feeling the kindness of the other party, Lin Yu calmly ordered Luo Ping: "Take Mr. Palmer down to rest, and then call two doctors to treat the wounds of Mr. Palmer's entourage."

"Also, we must make Mr. Palmer feel at home. When we call for help, take Mr. Palmer to the production department to finalize the quantity of equipment."

After receiving the order, Luo Ping appeared naturally with a cold face, raised his hand to point to the car not far away, and handed over an eye mask at the same time.

Seeing the blindfold, Palmer put it on naturally without any objection.

Not long after, the vehicle started and took the three Indians away.

Watching the Passat leave, Nicholas appeared next to Lin Yu with a sly smile and praised with a smile: "Sure enough, you Chinese people know how to do things. With just one move, you can get tens of millions of dollars!"

"Not yet!" Lin Yu withdrew his gaze, walked to the test table, and waved the people on both sides to leave.

After standing for a while, he reached out and picked up the 81 bar that Palmer had hit just now, deftly took it apart and put it back together again.

Pick up the magazine, press the bullets in one by one, load, load, raise the gun, and aim.

Bang bang bang!

The target is rotten.

After finishing the shooting and putting down the gun, he turned around and leaned against the test bench and said, "These people are not that stupid. I asked Luo Ping to take him to the production department just to let him see what real industrialization is."

"At the same time, it also gives him a handle that he thinks he can use to manipulate me."

"Wait! Let's talk about your Turkish client. If you just disappear like this, they won't cause you any trouble?"

"That won't happen!" Nicholas responded casually, walked to the test table, stretched out his hand to touch the anti-aircraft missile placed on the table, and said with blurred eyes:

"Those people in Türkiye, if my information is correct, they should be official white gloves. You should also know the reason why they came out."

"Besides this group of people, there should be others who went to Russia."

"As for the EU, although England and France have sent peacekeeping troops, they do not want to break up with America, so they can only provide any help other than substantive help."

"America seems to have been contacted by someone as well."

"As for the reason why I brought this group of people to you, it is also very simple. They are official white gloves. I can't bear this order."

"Moreover, when the time comes, you give me a copy of the number of weapons sold, and I will hand it over to Dana, and my white-glove daily mission will be completed."

"This way, I can complete the task and get money at the same time, perfect."

Awesome!

After hearing the whole story, Lin Yu could only give a thumbs up to the white glove in front of him. He was really cool and he really loved money.

He ate three times for a group of people, it was true6.

Lin Yu didn't care how much of these words were true or false, as long as he paid on time and didn't interfere with him.

The sky is falling, and there are still Americans in front of them to spread hatred.

Since the other party is the official white glove, it is necessary to make the other party feel a little bit valued, but not too much, otherwise the other party will self-examine.

That would cause trouble for yourself.

After going through the plan in his mind, Lin Yu stretched out his hand to call Qian Duoduo: "You go and book a private room, then sort out our brochures and send them to the hotel first. I will come over after I finish handling it here."

Writing down all the instructions on the side, Qian Duoduo nodded and turned around and walked out of the weapons test site.

"Let's go! Let's have a meal first, wait for the people from the electronic technology company to come, and you can leave after the contract is finalized."

"Well - I want to eat mutton hot pot, Sunite mutton!"

"You want a ball! I haven't even eaten it!"

"Then let's eat the eight bowls of Shandong cuisine!"

"You are English, you should eat the starry sky!"

"That thing even dogs won't eat! Dogs shake their heads when they see it!"

The two of them walked out arguing, went into the cafeteria, and began to embarrass the cafeteria chef.

The canteen chef had a dark face, watching the foreigner in front of him order dishes in skilled Beijing dialect. With each dish he ordered, the chef's hand holding the spoon tightened.

After ordering more than a dozen dishes and waiting for the dishes at the table, Lin Yu's phone rang. It was Luo Ping's call:

"Director, according to your instructions, I took them to see the factory first. After visiting the factory, the number of equipment has been determined. Just now he asked me if he could make a phone call. I didn't dare to make a decision, so I could only ask you, the director!"

Call.

Haha...

Finally took the bait.

Suppressing the thoughts in his mind, Lin Yu responded calmly:

"Take them to the guesthouse, you can call the guesthouse."

"After the call, let them go back to the room, set a range for them, and tell them not to run around, or they will die."

"Pay more attention these days, and I will give you bonuses when I make money."

After giving the order, Lin Yu put down the phone and shouted to the cafeteria: "Chef, where are the dishes? I'm starving!"

"Chef is dead!"

The roar of the chef in the cafeteria came from behind the glass window, and there was also the sound of the fire.

Nicholas next to him heard the words and was about to make a joke when the phone rang.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and he laughed.

He put the phone in front of Lin Yu and said with a smile: "Those Turks."

After that, he walked to the side with the phone, and soon came back with a big laugh: "They were asking around outside, and your locals reported them to the police station, so they called me to rescue them."

Although he said he wanted to rescue them, Nicholas happily put the phone in his pocket after seeing the chef in the cafeteria serve the dishes.

Seeing him like this, Lin Yu was not in a hurry, and raised his hand and pointed to the table: "No hurry! Eat first!"

…………

Lanling, Huanghe Hotel on Huanghe Road.

Several policemen walked out of the door with the registration list, and kept talking to the foreigner behind them who responded in fluent Mandarin:

"Mr. Jerome, thank you for your cooperation, you can just send it here."

"If you have any needs, you can also call our police station directly, and we will help you solve it."

"Goodbye!"

Listening to the words of several policemen, Jerome also laughed and waved: "Goodbye! Goodbye! If there are any problems, we will definitely ask you for help."

Watching these people leave, Jerome turned back to the hotel.

The hotel has no elevator, only stairs.

Step by step, he climbed up the stairs and finally climbed to the 6th floor. He couldn't help but hit his knee hard.

His knee hurts.

After easing up, he walked to the end of the corridor, stopped in front of the second to last room, knocked on the door, and the door was opened from the inside, but only a gap was opened. A face appeared behind the door, alertly looking around with that eye.

Seeing the alert look of the man in the room, Jerome was both happy and a little annoyed.

He pushed him with his hand and rolled his eyes and said, "That's the police. We entered the country legally with complete procedures. As long as we don't cause trouble, there's no need to worry."

As he spoke, he closed the door with his backhand and locked the door.

After doing all this, he turned his head to look at the other people in the room.

The room was not big, a standard double room. In addition to the man at the door, there were four other people. These four people gathered around the bed by the window. On the bed between them was a map.

A large number of tourist attractions were marked in black text on the map, and there were also several red boxes.

He walked over to the four people, looked at the map on the bed, and asked, "Did you find out anything after walking around?"

Hearing this, the man on the left hand side of the window raised his head and replied, "We are now in the district where the city government is located. Ten kilometers to the east is the other half of the city."

"To the east of that half, there are several large factories that stretch for several kilometers."

"The locals also said that there is indeed an equipment supplier here, which seems to be called Rheinmetall. As for more..."

The man stopped talking here, raised his eyes, and looked at Jerome with an embarrassed face. Receiving the gaze of his companion, Jerome didn't know what would happen next.

The subsequent development is that this group of foreigners was reported to the local police station.

If they hadn't contacted Nicholas and then contacted the target that guy wanted to meet this time, they would still be in the chicken coop.

Rubbing his forehead with his hand, Jerome asked and answered himself: "In other words, there is indeed an equipment supplier here that can meet our needs, and its name is Rheinmetall?"

"TMD, why do I feel weird?"

"Shouldn't Rheinmetall be a German company? Why did they open a branch factory here?"

"No, why did the German equipment supplier go to China to open a branch factory?"

"Also, if I remember correctly, that Nicholas guy should be an American, right? How could he have a relationship with the Chinese?"

A series of questions appeared in his mind, making Jerome's head feel heavy.

But now apart from knowing the name of this equipment supplier, I don't know anything else.

I didn’t dare to ask too much, because if I asked more, someone would come to my door.

Difficult!

At this moment, a man next to him raised his head and asked doubtfully: "Then should we contact several other groups?"

This sentence made Jerome let go of the hand on his forehead, closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then opened his eyes and said to the people present:

"From now on, don't act rashly until Nicholas comes to pick us up!"

After finishing his instructions, he opened the door and walked out, walking into the next room.

Pull out the suitcase, take out the laptop from inside, find the network cable, log in to Yahoo Mail, edit the message, and send it.

After waiting for a while, without waiting for a response, Jerome turned off the computer and stuffed it back into his luggage.

…………

Europe.

Headquarters of the French General Directorate for External Security, Paris, France.

A group of senior executives were gathered around a table, staring at the information on the table in a daze. To be precise, they were staring at the photo of the business card on the intelligence.

The information in front of them was obtained from Russia at a high price, a total of 200,000 US dollars.

The main content is the details of the Russian oil pipeline.

After flipping through it repeatedly, they found something familiar inside.

Rheinsteel!

One of the builders of the Russian oil pipeline is a company called Rheinsteel.

The document is written in both Chinese and Russian languages. If the name of the company is translated into English, it should be called: Rheinmetall GmbH!

This company is right next door, a direct distance from Paris...

Only 444 kilometers!

Gan!

"This is absolutely intentional! I knew these damn Germans were unreliable. They just miss the time when the Soviet Union was good to them!"

In the silence, Director Matt Mond suddenly cursed, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it into his mouth, lit it, and kept smoking.

After smoking a cigarette, he couldn't help but curse:

"These ambitious guys must want to bind themselves to Russia and then regain control of Europe in one fell swoop!"

"No wonder their attitude is so ambiguous this time!"

"No, I have to call the Prime Minister!"

The more Matmund talked, the more excited he became. Just as he was about to go out, someone around him reminded:

"Director, there is Poland between Germany and Russia! There is also Belarus and Ukraine!"