Chapter 589: Soviet bread

In order to win the Cold War, both the United States and the Soviet Union were poor soldiers and militarists, and they produced huge amounts of equipment. Watermark Advertisement Test Watermark Advertisement Test Watermark Advertisement Test Watermark Advertisement Test In this regard, Americans with better economic and technical conditions are the best in the world and have reached their peak.
As an example, the Americans built bombers after World War II. The world is probably familiar with only b-52, b1, b2 three series. But in fact, Americans also built many lesser-known bombers.
For example, the first b-36 'Peace Messenger' equipped with six piston engines in reverse and capable of carrying out intercontinental bombing missions produced 384.
The world's first practical strategic jet bomber, the b-47 'Stratospheric Jet', built 2,060 aircraft.
The xb-70 "Goddess of Valkyrie" that can fly out of Mach's super high speed.
None of these three bombers are useful. The first two were retired within a few years. The latter performance is unmatched in the world, but it is not suitable for the era.
It ’s a pity that rabbits still play ‘Pic-16’ to change and change, the number is still very limited.
As an opponent of the US Emperor, Mao Xiong is limited by the economy and technology, and has created less. But compared to other poor people, the various toys in its hands are also full of holes and tens of thousands.
Zhou Qingfeng ran to the Kiev Military District and knocked on the door brick with ‘gold’ full of four suitcases, and broke the door of the military commander General Chechevatov.
It was not long before Colonel Isakov received him, and another major general passed instructions to allow Zhou Qingfeng to choose at random in the warehouse of the military area. After all, these things have nothing to do with them in a few months.
Don't sell now, when should I wait?
Looking at the watch, it is already late at night.
Everyone was sleepless. Zhou Qingfeng took Marcos and continued to be accompanied by Colonel Isaacf and drove to the warehouse of the Sixth Guards Army.
A group of tens of thousands of people is stationed in an area of ​​hundreds of kilometers. There are not one thousand and eight hundred warehouses of different secret levels.
Isakov brought four armed soldiers and personally drove a uaz-452 off-road command vehicle to the road.
This car is called "Soviet Bread", and its round head and round brain are similar to a van, like the headlights of the eyes are dull and cute. Its appearance and interior are simple and rough, everything is practical, and there is no seat belt.
‘452’ was still a model from the 1960s, but it was produced until after the new millennium. In inland ports such as Erlianhot and Manzhouli, you can often see thieves running like this kind of tattered Maozi car.
Don't look at its unremarkable appearance, but this car has good maneuverability, four-wheel drive, can pull and can be installed, let alone climb mountains and wading water, open all-weather and all terrain.
This is a standard military vehicle and "a travel tool for citizens of the Soviet Socialist Union countries to enjoy a better life." To put it simply-you can work hard, not bad.
In order to have good field ability, the suspension of this car is particularly rigid. It can run on any bad road, but the ride experience is surprisingly poor-don't get on this kind of car without an iron butt.
Colonel Isaac didn't know what to complain, and the steering wheel twisted. Four armed soldiers sandwiched Zhou Qingfeng and Marcos in the back seat, and everyone repeatedly bumped in the car together.
Before Marcos drove a broken "Rada", Zhou Qingfeng complained. Now the "Soviet Bread" compartment is filled with the smell of oil, even though he is an iron body, he can't stand this kind of torture.
"Colonel, can you drive slower?" Zhou Qingfeng shouted loudly.
Isaac Bluff ignored it and drove it even harder. As if I could hear the sound of the collision between the bottom of the car and the road, a trampoline was installed inside the car, bouncing up and down.
Zhou Qingfeng was on fire. He took the ak-74 from the Maozi soldiers next to him, and a shuttle burst from the insurance to the roof.
The sudden gunshot finally let the colonel brake. The soldiers and Marcos in the car were startled and quickly grabbed things to stabilize their bodies.
Everyone turned to look at Zhou Qingfeng. Another Maozi soldier wanted to turn the muzzle even more. The elbow of Zhou Qingfeng's small motion hit under his ribs, and the painful opponent arched his body.
The gunpowder gas from the muzzle mixes with the smell of oil, and it smells pungent.
Zhou Qingfeng shut his rifle insurance facelessly and threw it back to the soldier who was captured. He stared at the colonel who turned his head back and said, "I am a guest. You should welcome me with salt and bread."
The soldier who was snatched the gun was completely stupid, and could not figure out how he was snatched the weapon he was holding. Marcos in the other row in the back seat was tight, looking left and right. Once the situation is out of control, he has to grab a gun to save his life.
Colonel Isaac seemed to know Zhou Qingfeng, but he didn't understand how this guy could get the gun. He stared at the soldier who was captured the gun even more viciously, and shouted coldly: "After going back, I went to the confinement room for three days."
The soldier who was snatched the gun seemed to be greatly insulted. He re-grasped his ak-74 and responded with ‘Yes’. In turn, he stared at Zhou Qingfeng, who embarrassed him as if he wanted to kill the Chinese.
The car was back on the road, but it drove more smoothly.
The colonel remained silent, but Zhou Qingfeng squeezed from the back seat to the co-pilot and asked, "Where are you going to take me?"
"The largest armament of the Army Group is not in Kiev, but in the east of Kharkiv." The colonel finally spoke up.
"You don't ask me what I want?"
"Tanks, armored vehicles, artillery, and even the latest MiG-29 fighters. You can buy them for as long as you pay."
"Damn, what am I doing?"
Um ..., the "Soviet Bread" stopped again.
Isakoff asked in surprise, "You are not selling arms for your country? We are first-line troops here, with the best weapons and equipment in the Soviet Union.
You are not the first to visit the way. I have already received several people. Arms dealers all over the world turn their eyes to us. It's just that nobody gave four boxes of gold in one shot. "
Zhou Qingfeng shouted even more: "I am a legitimate businessman, not an arms dealer."
The faces of everyone in the carriage suddenly tightened and stared coldly.
Marcos glanced around for a few moments, as if he didn't hold back the smile and snorted.
The four armed soldiers also laughed. The smiling colonel couldn't hold his face either, and said to Zhou Qingfeng: "I have never seen you as shameless. You are not an arms dealer, what are you doing here?"
Cut ... Zhou Qingfeng ignored the laughter and ridicule, took out a stack of dollars from his pocket, and sent them one by one to the soldiers in the carriage, and finally left the small half into Isakov's hands.
"Are you going to buy me up?" The colonel looked down at the money and then looked at Zhou Qingfeng.
"Are you going to refuse?" Zhou Qingfeng asked back.
The soldiers froze when they received the money. They looked at Zhou Qingfeng first, then the colonel.
Isakoff also looked at his men. After a few seconds, he said discouragedly: "Accept it, accept it all. This is the inheritance our mother gave us."
The colonel put his own pocket in his pocket, seeming to understate it. But Zhou Qingfeng could feel the opponent's hand shaking, he sighed: "It's good to get used to it."
"Yeah, just get used to it." The colonel restarted and asked as if to accept his fate. "Mr. Zhou, what the do you want?"
Zhou Qingfeng patted the co-pilot seat, "Although you off-road vehicles are uncomfortable to sit in, they are okay to run. How many, how much do I want."
The colonel nodded, "You will."
"I want all kinds of trucks, both light and heavy."
The colonel nodded, "This is not difficult."
"What about construction machinery?"
"Yes, the group army has a dedicated engineering unit. There are the best field engineering machinery."
"Can I hire your people? For example, training in the use of construction machinery, or simply going back to China to do engineering."
"It's a bit difficult, the key is whether your country will grant a visa. Our side is simple, just spend money."
"Besides, I mainly want to fly this time."
"fighter?"
"No, it's the Il-76 transport plane."
"You have found the right place. The military transport aircraft are all under the control of the military area, specifically the 17th Air Force Group Army. They are not only the Il-76."
Isakov turned his head to look at Zhou Qingfeng and asked with a smile: "How many 'white swans' do you not want to come?"
Zhou Qingfeng shook his head, "I don't want anything that is not practical."