Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 108 Do You Want a Tank?

"The leader is injured, hurry up and meet up."

This is what the code word translates to mean.

"how should I do?"

The chief singer gritted her teeth and asked in code words.

"Go to the hunter website to post a reward, and I authorize you to use all the funds of the society. You know what to do, Sister Sakai Akina."

Chu Zihang told Sakai Akina the account and password of the club fund in code words.

Under the monitoring of Kaguya Ji, it is not safe for them to log in to the hunter website.

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

The chief singer looked at the number written on the palm of her hand. Now [-] million dollars and the survival of the society are in her hands.

Akina Sakai looked up at the Emperor who was staring at her, and clenched her fists.

In Lusk State in the east of Hekland, Yemarko is hiding in a corner of the armory and surfing the Internet.

He is a mixed race, but his level is very low, even Yan Ling and Golden Eyes cannot be awakened.

However, other advantages of the mixed race did not show much in him. With the help and request of his father, he entered the army and became a warehouse keeper.

At the beginning, Yemarko thought it was quite good, and the warehouse keeper was easy to work and did not need training.

But soon he discovered that his salary was too low, so low that it was not enough to help poor women once a week.

For his own charity, Yemarko began to learn from other storekeepers and resell arms.

The perennial economic downturn has led the Ukrainian government to repeatedly reduce the treatment of soldiers. Not only has the minimum salary been gradually reduced, but even soldiers who have died in battle will not receive much pension.

Some not so important troops didn't even get a penny of wages for two months, which seriously shook the morale of the troops.

In order to vent their inner dissatisfaction, some soldiers blew up the arsenal directly.

The other soldiers chose to smuggle arms to earn wages for themselves.

This is almost an open secret in Hekland. With his father's relationship and his ability to behave, Yemarko's business is doing well.

He is very cautious, and has always only looked for opportunities on the Hunter website, and he is doing a small number of high-quality business.

And today, Yemarko is panning for gold on the website again.

Soon, a reward post caught his attention.

"Buy heavyweight arms in large quantities, those with strength will come."

Good guy, isn't that what he is talking about?

Yemarko confidently opened a personal homepage for posting. The creation time is quite short, but the posting tasks are quite frequent.

In just a few months, three missions were released, which is considered very active among hunters.

Arms smuggling, arms smuggling, and fake documents.

Good guy, this is not a group of transnational robbers, is it?

But it doesn't matter to the robber, he has far more clients than this.

Feeling that there was no problem, Yemarko sent a message to the other party.

"I am a veteran arms tycoon, what do you need?"

Yemarko said.

He has given himself a famous name without any guilt.

"What do you have?"

The other party quickly sent a message.

Yemarko curled his lips. This newcomer has some business, and normally he will report directly when he is ready.

If he doesn't have it here, see if it can be replaced or transferred from other places according to the situation.

If it was before, Yemarko might not have talked any more.

After all, selling to newcomers is the most prone to problems.

But in the past two years, the world economy has been down, and there are fewer and fewer powerful customers. He can no longer pick and choose.

"AK-74, AKS-74U, Fort-221, Zbroyar Z-10 are available."

Yemarko didn't specify, and customers who don't even know the types of these guns should forget it.

Soon, the other party sent another message.

"not good enough."

not good enough?These are the main weapons of the Hekland Special Forces.

If it weren't for the recent big drop in wages, he really wouldn't dare to make such a promise.

What's the background of the other party? You don't even care about it?
"Then what do you need?"

Yemarko asked with a bit of anger.

If the other party dared to issue some weapon models that were not as good as these, he would taunt the other party frantically and then block them.

"I need something more powerful."

The other party replied.

"I have a tank, do you want one for $300 million?"

Yemarko asked slightly mockingly.

"If you can ship it, I will, and the shipping fee can be added."

The other party replied immediately.

I really want it!
He has a big mouth, 300 million US dollars, and the money he has earned for so long is not that much.

"Do you want the precision-guided strike rocket launcher?"

Yemarko sent the message tremblingly.

"Yes. I need all weapons that are powerful enough, as long as you can deliver them to the destination within 24 hours. The upper limit is 3 million U.S. dollars."

$3 billion?
3 billion dollars!
Yemarko seems to see that poor girls all over Hekland are begging for donations from him, and his philanthropy can even reach the whole of Europe!
"Please wait a moment, sir, I need to contact my superiors."

In front of the $3 million order, the rude Eastern European boss immediately became polite.

After closing the computer screen, he immediately called his boss.

Reselling arms has always been a steady success, and he has been blackmailed long ago for doing it alone.

Mikhailo, the director of ordnance in Lusk Region, was lying on the bear skin and sleeping soundly, his whole body was sticky from various colors of wine.

He drove an impark all night yesterday, and the alcohol and women nearly drained him.

If nothing else, Mihailo would sleep like this for a whole day before driving the next one.

If someone dared to disturb him at this time, Mikhailo would definitely let that person and a certain gun barrel be scrapped together.

The extremely loud phone rang, and he tried to turn it off impatiently, but found that it was too far away to reach.

When Mikhailo found a pair of thongs and a mobile phone from the gap in the sofa, he was still drunk, but his sleepiness was almost gone.

The pain of the hangover made his brain hurt like being hugged and chewed by a bear, which made him very irritable.

"Second Lieutenant Yemarko, if you can't give a sufficient reason, even if your father pleads, I will throw you into the Donets River."

Mikhailo said viciously.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Chief Mihailo. I have received a large order and cannot make my own decision."

Yemarko said carefully.

"If it's a small order of less than one hundred thousand dollars, I'll still beat you up hard."

Mihailo's anger decreased a little, but only a little.

"No, much more than that, sir."

Yemarko said.

"50?"

Mihailo's anger disappeared a little more.

"And more, sir."

"500?"

Most of Mikhailo's anger disappeared.

"And more, sir."

"5000?"

Mikhailo was no longer angry at all, and even smiled.

"It's $3 million, Commander Mihailo."

Yemarko was no longer a joke.

The phone fell on the bear skin, and Mikhailo quickly picked it up.

"Yemarko, if you dare to joke with me, I will sell you to Africa as a male prostitute."

he said seriously.

"Of course not. Everything you've heard is true, sir."

Yemarko said equally seriously.

"What does the other party want?"

asked Mihailo.

"Tanks, rocket launchers, all powerful weapons, as long as we can transport them."

Yemarko said.

"Ask him, where are you going?"

Mihailo said.

Yemarko immediately sent a message to the other party and received a reply soon.

"Japan, sir."

"Japan."

Mikhailo breathed a sigh of relief. If it was from those countries, then the business would definitely not be accepted.

He dared to sell 3 million arms and let the other party use them to cause trouble, and he would return 300 billion arms later.

"Keep the communication open, I will contact the above now."

Of course there are people above him.

"Contact Ji Fu? Sir."

After receiving such a large order, Yemarko became more courageous and asked one more question.

"nonsense."

Mikhailo first said something angrily, and then fell into thinking.

It seems, as if, maybe, it is not necessary to contact Ji Fu.

Lusk Oblast seems to be closer to Moscow.

(End of this chapter)