Rebirth of the Flying Era

“Brother, what do you mean, don’t talk to me!” Ka Dazuo felt itchy in his heart and was even more curious about what Du Fei wanted to do.

Du Fei chuckled and said meaningfully: "Of course I want to help a group of friends. I got along well with my mother, Balak, before, and he even invited me to dinner. Now that they are encountering difficulties, do I, as a friend, have to show off? express."

“Indicate?” Kadaro blinked, and the two of them talked in English. This ‘indicate’ was somewhat unsatisfactory.

Du Fei explained: "Omar, you said... if Sadat had a few missiles like yours now, would he dare to throw them at Telavi?"

Ka Dazuo was stunned, looked at Du Fei in astonishment, and subconsciously raised his voice: "You want to sell them surface-to-surface missiles!"

　　Du Fei wrote lightly: "What's wrong with this?" He reached out and patted Ka Dazuo on the shoulder: "My brother, as long as the price is right, I can even sell my soul, of course~ if I have that kind of thing."

 Ka Dazuo grinned and said dryly: "Du, you are really a staunch Marxist advocate."

Du Fei smiled and said: "I thought you could say devil~I will take this as a compliment."

 Ka Dazuo said sternly: "Of course this is a compliment. Any bullet that hits the Youtai people will receive God's blessing."

 Ka Dazuo is very efficient. He immediately called and contacted the other side.

At this time, the relationship between Ribia and Naji was very good. In particular, Cardano had always regarded Nasser as his spiritual idol and had special feelings for Naji.

 After talking on the phone and conveying Du Fei's message, Sadat was also shocked.

Like Ka Dazuo, he did not expect that Du Fei would make such a proposal at this time.

 After a while, Balak’s mother came in from outside.

With big dark circles under her eyes, Balak’s mother has not slept for more than an hour in the past two days.

Bad news kept coming back from the front line, making him unable to sleep at all, and it felt like a big stone was weighing on his heart.

 “You call me~” Mother Balak cheered up and came to stand in front of Sadat’s desk.

At this time, Sadat's condition was not much better. At this point, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Alabai coalition was likely to fail.

The question now is just how much it will cost after failure.

Sadat coughed slightly, repeated what Colonel Ka had just conveyed on the phone, and asked: "You have dealt with this Du Fei, what do you think of this matter?"

Humbarak frowned and was not overjoyed immediately, because he felt that this matter was a bit strange.

There is also a proverb similar to "It is difficult to provide help in times of need, but it is easy to add icing on the cake".

 In this situation, they are obviously facing a headwind. What does Du Fei mean by this? In particular, the ones that sell well are not ordinary weapons, but ground-to-ground missiles. If they really want to hit Youtai, they will be quite aggro.

What's more, now that America has made it clear that she supports Youtai, does Du Fei really have no scruples at all?

 But when I thought about it, Du Fei's background and background seemed to be really not scary.

Mother Balak thought for a while and said: "This... I can't say. I am very impressed by this person. Although he is young, it is hard to see through, and he is bold. If it is him, maybe..."

Sadat pursed his lips and said solemnly: "No matter what, you go to Tripoli immediately. I grant you full authority to interview him on my behalf."

Mum Balak was stunned. He didn't expect Sadat to give him such great rights at once, but he also felt that he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders.

 At any time, power is accompanied by responsibility. The greater the power, the greater the responsibility.

 “Yes~” Balak stood up and stood at attention. At this time, he was obliged to do so.

 …

 At the same time, on the other hand, Telavi’s intelligence agency received shocking news.

 The news soon reached the hands of the top military officials.

The Dayang-chan soldier who once said "You will regret it" frowned after listening to the intelligence officer's report: "You mean, someone plans to export surface-to-surface missiles to Japan? Are you kidding? Mr. Major , this joke is not funny at all."

The intelligence officer standing across from the desk said with a serious expression: "Your Excellency Jiang Jun, I'm very sorry. Although I also think the credibility of this intelligence is questionable, from the standpoint of an intelligence expert, I must report it to you."

Dayang Jiangjun nodded and said calmly: "Okay, I understand, you did a good job. But I would like to know more about how many kilometers our tank is from Hafeez's lair."

 …

 The next morning, Du Fei learned the news that his mother Balak had arrived as soon as he got up.

The other person's time was precious, so he must have come over overnight, and Du Fei just asked him to have breakfast with him.

Ka DaZuo was also present as the host. Du Fei did not hide this from Ka DaZuo from the beginning, mainly because it was not necessary, and in the Middle East and North Africa, Du Fei did not have many channels of his own, so he had to ask Ka DaZuo to help with some things.

 

"Hunis, it's nice to meet again." Du Fei went up and gave him a hug first.

Mubarak forced a smile and said: "I am also very happy that at this difficult time, I can see my friends far away in the East."

Then he hugged Kadazou again: "Omar, thank you~"

 Ka Dazuo patted him on the back: "We are brothers, may God bless you."

After a brief exchange of greetings, the three of them sat down. Balak's mother directly asked Du Fei what he meant, could he really sell them surface-to-surface missiles?

Du Fei smiled and asked: "Hunis, if I give you the missiles, do you dare to attack Telavi?"

Mother Balak was stunned and opened his mouth to say "dare", but he swallowed the words back when he reached his lips.

Does he really dare to attack the missile if he gets it? At that moment, the nature of the war would change. The scale of the war would expand infinitely. He couldn't imagine what the consequences would be.

Du Fei and Ka Dazuo looked at each other. To put it bluntly, they had too many worries.

 In fact, they should never have started this war in the first place.

 Having invested so many resources, instead of taking advantage, it actually caused a lot of commotion.

Du Fei did not wait for his mother to answer, and continued: "If you want it, I can find a way to get you six DF-2 missiles from China, each worth 50 million US dollars."

 Hearing the price, Balak’s mother was startled.

Du Fei continued: "Don't think it's too expensive. Omar's four missiles cost 160 million U.S. dollars. What's more, you are still at war now. 300 million U.S. dollars for six missiles. What I want is not expensive."

Mother Balak pursed her lips and nodded, agreeing with Du Fei's statement.

However, he agrees with it, but he can't really decide whether to buy it or not.

When you look at it, Sadat said that he has the right to make direct decisions, but Mu Balak understands better that some rights can be given, but he cannot use them.

 If used, although there is no hindrance now, there will definitely be side effects in the future.

 He doesn't want to suffer the consequences.

 After confirming Du Fei’s true intention, Balak’s mother expressed that she wanted to ask Sadat for instructions.

This meeting ended, and it was time to have breakfast before and after.

Just two hours later, the news that Barak’s mother appeared in Tripoli was placed on the table of Youtai’s senior officials.

 Dayang Jiangjun’s face was a little serious. If the previous news that Du Fei was going to sell the missile to Nieji was based on rumors, then the sudden appearance of the mother Balak has confirmed from the side that it is not groundless.

 But specifically, it is still uncertain whether it is a missile or other equipment transaction.

Dayang Jiangjun was silent for a moment and said, "Does Mrs. Mel know?"

The intelligence officer nodded: "My wife has already informed me."

As he finished speaking, the phone on his desk rang. Dayang Jiangjun reached out to pick it up: "Okay, sir, I'll be right away."

Putting down the phone, Dayang Jiangjun stood up and quickly came to the office upstairs.

It’s still the same office, with a modern desk. As the woman with the highest power in the family, Mrs. Mel sits behind the desk with her hands crossed and a serious expression.

When he saw the other party coming in, he said directly, "Please take a seat, Mr. Jiang Jun."

In addition to the two of them, there are two other people in the office, one is an officer in military uniform, and the other is a civil servant in a suit.

 The four people in the spacious office all looked serious.

 Originally, the Youjun army had gained an overwhelming advantage on the front line in the past two days, and such serious situations rarely occurred between them.

“Your Excellency Jiangjun, what do you think about this matter?” Mrs. Meier spoke first, fiddling with a ball pen quickly in her hand.

Dayang Jiangjun said: "I'm very sorry, without more intelligence support, I can't make a more accurate judgment. But based on my personal experience, I think the credibility of this matter is not high, and Dongfang's big results are not They will rashly get involved in this war. Their sea and air projection capabilities are limited, and they do not have enough local interests and influence."

Mrs. Meier said "hmm" and nodded to the official in a suit next to her.

The man immediately took out a stack of photos from the official document: "Your Excellency Jiang Jun, this is what we just received."

Dayang Jiangjun frowned, reached out to take the photo and looked at it. His frown deepened, and he looked up at the opposite side: "This..."

The photo is a little blurry, but you can still tell that it is an H-8 large bomber.

This huge bomber, which looks similar to the SMU-95, became popular in newspapers around the world last year.

It’s just that Dayang Jiangjun doesn’t quite understand the meaning of these photos.

The official in suit explained in due course: "Your Excellency Jiang Jun, please look carefully. A huge cylindrical structure appears on the third photo. This photo was taken the day before yesterday. In order to obtain this photo, we paid two clear Reporter."

Dayang Jiangjun frowned and looked carefully again.

The official in a suit continued: "This external cylindrical structure is similar to the air-launched missile launching mechanism carrying super mushrooms that they announced before through bombers." Dayang Jiangjun is a military expert and immediately understood these The meaning of the words: "You mean, this is a mechanism that can load missiles?"

The official in a suit nodded: "That's it. Based on the situation we know so far, Du Fei is in Tripoli, Libya, and just met with his mother Barak two hours ago... Our intelligence analysts believe that there is a relationship between them. There is at least a 46% probability that there is a possibility of a missile deal."

　Dayang Jiangjun licked his lips, feeling a little anxious.

 This is undoubtedly bad news for them. Once they obtain surface-to-surface missiles, they will directly threaten their home cities and important strategic targets.

“46% possibility?” Dayang Jiangjun confirmed for the second time.

The official in the suit nodded: "This is the result of many calculations. According to the current situation, once the deal is reached, they will use the H-8 to directly transport the missiles to Tajikistan, and we will have no chance of interception. .”

Dayang Jiangjun glanced at the official.

Just now, the first thought in his mind was to intercept missiles on the road.

 But now it seems that the other party did not leave them a chance.

 He turned to Mrs. Meyer.

Behind the desk, Mrs. Mel rubbed the bridge of her nose tiredly and sighed: "Let someone negotiate with Du Fei. We must find a way to stop this transaction at all costs! In addition, contact America and let them Find ways to apply pressure.”

 The suit officer and another officer next to him immediately agreed.

Mrs. Meyer then looked at Dayang Jiangjun: "We must be prepared for the worst. Mr. Jiangjun, you should understand what I mean."

Dayang Jiangjun nodded: "Don't worry, the boys on the front line are always trustworthy."

 …

 On the other hand, Tripoli is more than 2,000 kilometers away.

Dufey had just received the encrypted telegram and couldn't help but smile.

In order to heighten the atmosphere, he sent a telegram in advance and asked the domestic fire equipment company to cooperate. He built an H-8 and pretended to have an iron cylinder underneath.

Later, they spread the news through some channels in a serious manner, saying that they were going to export a batch of missiles and prepare to install them on the H-8 and transport them out.

 Sure enough, it soon attracted the attention of ‘some people’.

This time, a well-hidden disc newspaper team was also eliminated.

Du Fei casually destroyed the telegram and made a mental calculation. The next step was to wait patiently.

Sure enough, just one day later, an old acquaintance came to the door.

It happened that Colonel Ka was with Du Fei. Hearing that Youtai had sent someone, he couldn't help but chuckle and said to Du Fei: "I really made you guess."

Du Fei smiled faintly, as if he had already expected it.

Ka Dazuo said: "Do you mind listening to what you have to say?"

Du Fei said nonchalantly: "If you want to listen, just listen~"

 Ka Dazuo was also young and said thiefly, "Then I'll go next door."

This is for Du Fei's entertainment, so no bugs can be placed.

After Cardano left, Baden Russell was brought in. When he saw Du Fei, he immediately smiled and reached out his hand: "Mr. Du, it is a great honor to meet you again."

Du Fei looked at the other party with a half-smile but did not extend his hand: "Mr. Rosseldo, I didn't expect to meet again so soon. Thank you very much for the gift you gave me in Siam." After saying this, he extended his hand. He shook hands with the other party.

Baden was embarrassed for a moment. He understood that Du Fei was referring to the pirates he paid to intercept Syrian cargo ships.

 In the end, Du Fei directly broke Siam's sky.

 But this is not today’s theme. Baden laughed dryly and sat opposite Du Fei.

When the others poured two cups of tea, Du Fei pretended to be confused and asked, "Mr. Baden, why do you want to come to me?"

Baden laughed dryly and said straight to the point: "Mr. Du, stop joking. Don't you know my purpose? I hope you can seriously consider selling missiles to Japan."

Du Fei smiled half-heartedly: "Mr. Rosseldo is really well-informed, but it's a pity that this issue is not directed at anyone. This was discussed with Mr. Barak and me last time. At that time, you were not at war yet. Your Excellency." Don’t get me wrong.”

 The corners of Baden's mouth twitched, thinking, I believe you are a ghost!

This is not directed at anyone, I just need to write it on my forehead with a pen.

 But he had no choice but to keep persuading.

Du Fei is not moved at all. No matter what you say, it will never stop me from making money.

The two of them talked back and forth several times. Baden saw that Du Fei was in a state of indifference, so he simply became worried. If he was too soft, he would be tough: "Mr. Du, let me remind you, your behavior is It is a serious provocation to Guoji Law and a declaration of war against Youtai. If there are any consequences, you will bear full responsibility!"

Du Fei's smile that was neither salty nor bland disappeared in an instant, he raised his eyebrows and said: "What did you say? Declaration of war? Are you sure~"

 Baden felt a chill in his heart.

Du Fei continued: "If it is confirmed, I will immediately send a telegram to my family and ask them to prepare to send someone over."

Baden originally wanted to say harsh words to scare Du Fei, but he didn't expect Du Fei's reaction.

 In an instant, the lips become dry and the face turns pale.

 What does it mean to send someone here? How many people are sent? Is it the sent person he imagined?

 Baden swallowed subconsciously.

With his mind going blank for a moment, he came back to his senses and quickly apologized: "I'm very sorry. I made a mistake just now. I didn't mean it that way."

It is not a shameful thing to give in at a critical moment. Instead of losing a little face personally, the bad consequences are more difficult to bear.

Du Fei curled his lips, but actually he just meant to say it.

 If it really comes to that point, the most he can do is get some people from Li Yuanchao and Lin Tiansheng.

Moreover, Du Fei will not rashly get involved in a war thousands of miles away that has nothing to do with him. He has not grown to that extent yet.

After seeing Baden surrender, Du Fei also changed his mind and said with a smile: "Of course, I don't mean anything else. We are all businessmen, just to make money~ I said it last time we met, I am still quite I recognize Yutai’s excellence and sympathize with your suffering.”

　　Du Fei’s words were serious and sincere, and anyone who didn’t know him would have to believe them.

Then he said: "But you Youtai people should know better. Feelings are feelings, and business is business. You can't let me lose my own interests for the sake of goodwill to you. If so, God will not agree to it."

　　Baden was speechless. Even God was mentioned. What else could he say?

 Do you think God will agree~

Du Fei added: "To be honest, your methods in Siam made me very unhappy last time. If you harm my interests again this time, I can only think that you did it deliberately. After all, something like this happened once." It's a coincidence, it happened twice..."

Baden was speechless for a while, why are you still not happy? You sent the king away if you were not happy?

But there's nothing I can say about it. He was the trigger when it came to the Siam incident.

 Baden took a deep breath and thought calmly.

Based on his experience in dealing with Du Fei, Du Fei may not really want to get involved in the war this time. After all, this is the Middle East.

It is the center of contention in the world's big chess game. Under the current situation, Du Fei is not qualified to sit on this table.

Baden thought quickly and said straightforwardly: "Mr. Du, I hope that both of us can be honest. What do you want? We are not enemies, and no one wants war."

Du Fei didn't want to get entangled any further, so he calmly asked: "Mr. Rosseldo, do you know about our Sino-Japanese War of 1894?"

Baden was stunned and didn’t understand why Du Fei suddenly mentioned this. It was completely out of line with the current situation~

However, Baden is worthy of being an elite. Even the historical events that happened in the east that are very far away from them are involved. He nodded and said: "I know, that was a regrettable war."

Du Feiti had another purpose in this matter, and continued: "At that time, our Qing Dynasty ordered two new fast gunboats from Yingguo's shipyard, which were very powerful at the time. Do you know~ If the Beiyang Navy was allowed to obtain These two ships are likely to rewrite the outcome of this war..."

　　Baden blinked. Although he knew about the Sino-Japanese War of 1898-1894, he didn’t particularly understand the details.

Du Fei continued: "In this case, Dongyang realized the importance of these two ships and immediately sent people to Yingguo to intercept these two ships at a high price, which greatly weakened the power of the Beiyang Navy."

 Hearing this, Baden already understood what Du Fei meant.

But her heart trembled, and she was so angry that she almost cursed her. This is simply naked blackmail!

By using this example, Du Fei is clearly telling them that if they don’t want me to sell missiles to your enemies, then you have to spend money!

And Baden knew in his heart that even if he paid for it, Du Fei would not give them the missiles he originally sold to them. To put it bluntly, this was just spending money to eliminate disasters.

If you hand it over, I won’t mess with you. If you dare not to hand it over, I’ll kill you.

 The problem is that this is too much!

If it was 10 million or 20 million, he could agree to Du Fei without asking for instructions from above.

 But that’s 300 million US dollars! Even if the price is negotiated, it cannot be turned into tens of millions. With his authority, he cannot make the decision.

After finding out what Du Fei meant, Baden could only stabilize Du Fei first and tell him to go back and report the situation to his superiors.

 …

 The other end is in Telavi.

When Youtai's senior management received Baden's feedback from Tripoli, Dayang Jiangjun was immediately furious: "This is unreasonable! This is blackmail, this gangster!"

Mrs. Meyer, who was sitting in the high-backed chair, also had an ugly face, but was more calm and reserved.

There is no point in getting angry at this time, and some of their traditional methods have no effect on Du Fei.

They tried it last time, trying to use pirates to teach Du Fei a lesson, but in the end, they raided the airport, dispatched tens of thousands of troops, and directly replaced the king.

 They had never encountered such an opponent before.