Doomsday catastrophe: Stock up on tens of billions of supplies at the beginning

"It's okay, please come with me." The man with the big back led him towards the interior of the manor.

Mu Yun and his group followed this man into the manor together.

Along the way, there are guards patrolling with guns and live ammunition, and you can see that it is quite peaceful here.

Walking through a long corridor, they were finally led to a spacious and ornate villa.

This villa occupies half of the estate, and the interior of the house is extremely luxurious.

The man led Mu Yun and Sister Lan to the sofa and sat down, then ordered the servant to make tea and coffee and send it over, and then chatted with Mu Yun for a few words before leaving.

Mu Yun squinted slightly to admire everything in front of him, and a low magnetic voice came from behind him, "Mr. Mu, welcome to your arrival."

Mu Yun looked back and saw a slender elderly man sitting in a wheelchair.

He was wearing a black suit, blonde hair and blue eyes, deep and handsome facial features, and was looking at him with a smile at the moment, as if the voice just now came out of this thin lip.

"Hello, Mr. Firth." Mu Yun stood up and greeted Firth politely.

Firth waved his hand at him and motioned for him to sit down.

After Mu Yun sat down again, Firth looked at Sister Lan on the side and asked in a fluent Chinese.

"This is Mrs. Niu, Mrs. Zhang's wife, I haven't seen Mr. Zhang for almost a year, I don't know how Mr. Zhang is doing?"

"Old Mr. Laueffels misses that my husband was shot a year ago."

"This..."

Firth looked a little embarrassed, and he coughed lightly, "Sorry, Mrs. Cow, I didn't know about it, and I didn't mean to offend." Sister

Lan lowered her eyes and replied lightly, "It's okay.

"Then, this Mr. Mu is your new husband, and he really has a talent." Firth changed the subject.

Sister Lan's pretty face turned red, although she was nearly thirty years old, she still had the charm, and she glared at Firth with disgust.

"If Mr. Firth doesn't talk hard, I sound like my brain hurts." Sister Lan said with a slightly mocking tone.

"Ahem, back to business." Firth coughed lightly twice to hide his embarrassment, "I don't know what Mr. Mu needs when he came to me this time?"

Mu Yun hooked the corner of his mouth and said slowly, "Mr. Firth, you are a smart person, and looking for you is nothing more than talking about arms business. In

order to avoid trouble, Mu Yun began to talk to Firth in English, lest Sister Lan be scared when they heard it.

"Oh? I wonder what kind of arms Mr. Mu wants? Firth asked with interest.

"Weapons and equipment, tanks, aircraft, missiles, nuclear bombs, if you have them, you can also come a little."

Fels bowed his head slightly, "Mr. Mu is really a lion."

"I wonder what Mr. Mu's appetite is?"

"Okay." Mu Yun admitted unceremoniously, "About ten billion." "

Dollars?"

“RMB！"

Fels was actually old, ready to clear all the inventory and wash his hands in the golden basin, and couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard Mu Yun propose this number.

"Hahaha, it seems that Mr. Mu is preparing to do something big." Firth laughed.

"I just don't know if Mr. Firth has the goods I want here." Mu Yun said nonchalantly.

When Fels heard this, he immediately narrowed his smile and looked at Mu Yun seriously, "It's not a secret, I do have some inventory on my hand, Mr. Mu might as well take a look."

Then a subordinate handed over a list, and Mu Yun took it and read it carefully.

M4A1 carbine, number 10 thousand.

5.56x45mm caliber with STANAG magazine, 20, 30, 35 rounds.

The effective firing range is 400-600m, and the rate of fire is 884m/s.

Price, 1000 USD, about RMB6000

Colt M2000 pistol, in the amount of a thousand.

9 mm caliber, effective firing range 50m, magazine 15 rounds.

Price, 300 USD, about RMB1800

MQ-9B UAV sea cruise UAV, number three.

With a length of 11.7 meters, a wingspan of 24 meters, a maximum flight speed of about 460 km / h, a maximum endurance of up to 35 hours, and theoretically even two circles around the country.

It has a belly pod that can be equipped with a search radar or a drop tank to increase endurance.

With 4 wing pylons, up to 8 Hellfire anti-tank missiles, or 4 Hellfire and 2 GBU-12 laser-guided bombs, it has a strong ground-to-sea attack capability.

The total price of the three aircraft is 600 million RMB.

F-35 fighter, quantity three, total price 1.4 billion RMB.

ICBM *10, total price 50 million RMB.

M777 howitzer *100, total price 600 million RMB.

AH-64 Apache gunship*5, total price 750 million RMB.

400 million bullets of various calibers, with a total price of 2 billion RMB.

30,000 howitzers with a total price of 1.5 billion RMB.

Bazookas, grenades, explosives ...

After Mu Yun read the list, the corners of his mouth began to rise wildly, they are all good things.

"Mr. Firth, I want it all, but I have a condition."

"Mr. Mu, please speak."

"I need a lot of petrol and diesel, does Mr. Firth have access to it?"

"Hahaha, Mr. Mu is worried that there is no fuel to power these weapons, don't worry, I just have some left in my hand, so I should clear the warehouse and give it to Mr. Mu."

"In that case, then thank you Mr. Firth, happy cooperation!"

The two sides shook hands and reached an agreement.

After that, the two discussed for a long time until nightfall.

Firth very politely invited the group to a big meal, and then arranged for someone to take them to the five-star hotel to rest.

As long as tomorrow's money reaches Firth's account, the entire arms warehouse will be owned by Mu Yun.

There are also some worthless gadgets in the warehouse, most of which are cold weapons such as machetes, and a few beautifully made Tang knives.

Some miscellaneous things were all sent to Mu Yun together, and Fels himself saved trouble, and Mu Yun also saved trouble.

The next day, Mu Yun asked Chu Antian to transfer the funds from the real estate and financial industries to an account in the Swedish Bank, exactly 10 billion.

After that, under the leadership of Fels, Mu Yun came to a huge warehouse in the suburbs alone.

Looking at the large number of arms parked inside, Mu Yun smiled with satisfaction.

Especially those 10 intercontinental missiles, as well as three fighters, this wave stabilized.

"Mr. Firth is indeed a businessman of integrity."