Rebirth: Rising from the Far East

Chapter No.17: Back to the carbine, piercing the reality (seeking everything)

Pushing open the door, it was getting dark.

The cold Siberian wind blows this midsummer without any heat.

Seeing Yucheng coming out, a person stood up by the door.

It was Wang Wu.

His sturdy body suddenly stood up, blocking the entire door and also blocking Yucheng's sight.

"Wu Zi, have you been guarding here?" Yu Cheng asked in surprise.

Wang Wu nodded calmly: "This hotel is not very peaceful, brother, you are thinking about important things, so I thought about it and just stayed here."

Yucheng patted him on the shoulder heavily, and said, "Call Xiaopang and Victor over here, we are going to lie down in the Far East Army Garrison now."

Wang Wu didn't ask why he had to go back at this time, he turned around and went to call for someone without any hesitation.

Looking at the back of Wang Wu's departure, Yu Cheng felt a little comforted in his heart.

Wuzi is the one who can understand me the most!

Since it is thought of using the method of "canned food for airplanes" to solve the material problem of nearly [-] million, there is no delay in time.

Wait one more day, and there will be a change of one day.

Soon, three people came out from the next room.

"elder brother."

"boss!"

Wang Wen and Victor shouted at the same time.

Yucheng nodded, without further explanation, he asked Victor to call the driver, and then drove the car to the Far East Army Garrison.

On the way, Yucheng sat in the co-pilot's seat, and Wang Wu sat side by side in the back seat.

Glancing in the rearview mirror, all three of them were sitting upright with dazed faces.

Obviously, they didn't understand what Yucheng was going to do at this time.

Yucheng took a deep puff of Daqianmen cigarettes, exhaled a thick fog, and suddenly said, "Wu Zi, roughly how much goods can we pick up at one time from the state-owned factories that often pick up goods in our hometown?"

Wang Wu was startled, thought for a while and said, "If the funds are sufficient, almost all of them can be won except the factories that cannot be sold. We have eight large-scale canning factories, thirteen cotton-padded clothes factories, and some small and medium-sized shoe factories in Northeast China. , the remaining scale is not large, and a total of 2000 million goods can be withdrawn at one time."

"2000 million goods." Yucheng repeated his words, his brain was running fast, and his eyes flashed: "It's enough, with this volume in the early stage, we can complete the first batch of transactions."

The three of Wang and Wu sat in the back, not knowing what Yucheng meant, they looked at each other in blank dismay.

Yucheng originally wanted to explain, but when he saw that the military region had arrived, he changed his words and said: "I will talk to you about this matter after I finish talking with Turglenev. Whether this business can be done or not Wu Zi, you have a heavy burden on your shoulders."

Wang Wu said solemnly: "Brother, don't worry, if it's about transferring goods from these state-run factories, there will be absolutely no problem."

Yu Cheng nodded and got out of the car directly.

The soldiers standing guard at the gate seemed to have recognized Yucheng. After Yucheng revealed his intention, he made a phone call from the sentry box.

Soon, Yucheng and his party were brought into a small courtyard.

Compared with the previous conference room, this small courtyard is located in a more remote location, but there are no fewer soldiers on duty.

After inquiring, Yucheng knew that this was Tuglenev's residence, and immediately understood.

After being brought in, Tuglenev was having dinner.

Seeing Yucheng's group coming in, he put down the knife and fork, looked at Yucheng with a smile on his face, and said slowly: "I'm back so soon, how do you agree with my plan?"

Yucheng shook his head, and said lightly: "Maybe I have disappointed you, Commander. When we came back this time, we just thought that there is still one thing that has not been resolved."

"Oh?" Tuglenev pointed to the seat in front of him and said, "Sit down and talk first if you have anything to say!"

Yucheng took his seat, without going around the bush, and went straight to the point: "The supplies worth 1000 million rubles are in our country of Xia, and it will cost about [-] million to transport them from the country of Xia to the Far East. Your Excellency, Commander, must be very clear about this situation, but I want to ask. "

"You, what will you pay for? If we really deliver to the Far East as promised, what can you give us? Now we are not talking about trade between the three countries, not cooperation, just this business."

After a pause, Yucheng said again: "In terms of business, if we can't even treat this business fairly, then there is no need for the Three Kingdoms Trade Alliance to be reached."

As he spoke, he spread his hands: "After all, our small arms and legs can't hold your thigh."

Although his words were weak, Yu Cheng's eyes were like falcons, staring straight at Tuglenev without blinking.

What he meant was obvious.

Yes, this business is the prerequisite for us to complete the cooperation and reach an alliance, but to make this business, not only my contribution is required, but you, Tuglenev, must also pay the corresponding chips.

After all, in business.

Tuglenev wants to treat this cooperation as a business, so Yucheng will satisfy his wish.

As for the white wolf with empty gloves, take away the [-] million goods.

Don't even think about it.

After Yucheng finished speaking, Tuglenev fell silent for a while.

He didn't expect Yucheng to be so sharp after going out for a trip and coming back again.

Yes, their Far East Army did not take this Xia Guo boy seriously. The 1000 million ruble assets were not so much a test as a coercion.

Cooperate on my terms or fuck off.

But now, Yucheng turned against customers.

If you want to do this business, you must either give me a fair bargaining chip, or everyone will break up.

In comparison, did Yucheng lose the most, or did he, Tuglenev, suffer the most?

Yucheng didn't do this business, he didn't do trade among the three countries, and he didn't even come to the Far East. With the income from this baijiu, he could still enjoy himself in the Xia Kingdom and become one of the richest people. Tuglenev had no doubts about this at all.

But what about him Tugrenev himself?

Without this cooperation, the three-country trade cannot be reached.

What about the military expenditure of the entire Far East Army?

How do they fill the pockets of the upper class?

Who will help them defend Moscow's interests?

And all of this takes money.

This series of problems was before Tuglenev's eyes.

It can be said that if he misses this opportunity to make a lot of money, not only will his own interests be damaged, but his subordinates will inevitably protest if they know about it.

So this decision...

Tuglenev raised his head, his eyes turned slightly cold, and he said dully, "Tell me, what do you want?"

He knew very well that Yucheng had seen through his falsehood when he came back this time.

1000 million rubles for Yucheng?

is it possible?The Far Eastern Army simply couldn't come up with this money.

Even on this land, there are the largest steel factories and machinery factories in the country. Although these factories are under the jurisdiction of the Far East Army, the money in them is directly controlled by the Central Bank and cannot reach him at all.

Therefore, he didn't have much money at all.

And since Yucheng wanted a bargaining chip, he must have taken a fancy to something in his hand.

Sure enough, a smile appeared on the corner of Yucheng's mouth: "Airplanes, I want a lot of airplanes."

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Chapter 18: No planes, do you want fighter jets? (ask for everything)

Crazy?

Want to fly?

Tugrenev was about to stand up, but he still maintained his sanity, firmly grasped the handrail, calmed down for a while, and then slowly spit out a few words: "I don't have a plane here, but, Do you want a fighter jet?"

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked directly at Yu Cheng.

The meaning is obvious, do you... dare to take it?

'fighter? '

This time it was really Yu Cheng's turn to be stunned, he didn't expect to get such an answer.

In his subconscious mind, there was an airport in the Far East, and Tuglenev transferred a plane out, not to mention easy, but not difficult.

But he actually said no, and now he sells you fighter jets?

This is not a level thing at all.

One is civil aviation and the other is military. Both are aircraft, but their meanings differ by hundreds of thousands of miles.

Tuglenev saw the doubt in Yucheng's eyes, and explained: "It's not that I refuse to give you the civil aviation plane you want, but that the situation of the Far Eastern Army is not as good as you imagined."

"If you want to get a civil aviation plane, you have to get the nod from the Aviation Bureau in Moscow, and now our Far East Army can't interfere with any actions in Moscow." Tuglenev said helplessly: "So, we can give All you have are fighter jets."

"Then are there any other alternatives?" Yucheng asked without giving up.

He wants to take over the business of reselling weapons, but the problem is, not now!

If the Mao country does not disintegrate, he resells their weapons so openly, isn't this courting death?

Can he still set foot on the land of Mao?

The KGB is no decoration!

Tuglenev thought for a while and said, "Do you want steel? I can trade with you in steel."

'Steel? '

As soon as he thought of this word, Yucheng immediately shook his head: "Your Excellency, although the steel factories in the Far East have been taken over by you, you also know that large-scale sales of steel for foreign trade must go through foreign trade companies, and our Three Kingdoms The trade framework has not been set up, and the tariffs of these two countries are blocked here, even if I ship it back to the country, whether the money in my hands is half of the 1000 million rubles is not a question.”

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Tuglenev spread his hands: "Then there is no way, the only thing I can give you is fighter jets?"

'Oh, it's time to play a rogue. '

Yu Cheng sneered in his heart.

But he hasn't given up yet. After all, if this transaction is successful, it will bring him great benefits.

'Fighter, who wants a fighter? '

nation?Or sell to those people in the Middle East?Hussein should be planning a recovery plan!

Yucheng can remember that around the end of this year, a war will break out there.

And because of this war, the world situation has undergone earth-shaking changes.

But he is also very clear that the Middle East was defeated in this war, and the United States won.

This victory has nothing to do with it. The important thing is that if he really sells the aircraft weapons, he will definitely be found out, and he can't hide it no matter how much he wants to hide it.

So Yucheng immediately crossed the Middle East in his mind.

Then it's back to square one.

Sell ​​to the country!

Yucheng thought for a while and asked, "I don't know what type of fighter jet your Excellency Commander wants to sell?"

Tuglenev blurted out without hesitation: "Su-27 fighter jet."

'Su-27, it turned out to be Su-27? '

Yucheng was shocked.

Others don't know, but Yucheng knows it very well.

In the 20s, when Mao was about to collapse, the country was also deeply aware of the necessity of developing top-level armaments.

Especially after the Gulf War, it can be said that that war completely destroyed the traditional tank group combat method.

Information station electronic warfare, fighter beheading and other forms of warfare have become the focus of research by countries all over the world.

The introduction of armaments and the development of top-level armaments are the primary tasks among major powers.

Unlike other big countries, domestic weapons experts set their sights on Mao and decided to purchase and import a batch of fighter jets from Mao.