The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"A warm welcome to the Persian representatives!!"

The banner hanging at the factory gate, written in both Chinese and Persian, looked unusually formal.

However, the banner puzzled the factory workers. Why would they invite outsiders in out of the blue?

After all, secrecy is security, and ever since Qin Huairu left the Red Star Factory, the management of outsiders has become much stricter.

This is truly the first time we've ever welcomed people from other countries to visit our factory in such a grand manner.

"Just do what you're supposed to do, don't stand around here. What's so interesting about it is none of your business!"

Curiosity is human nature; everyone wants to see what's going on at the door. Although there are more and more foreigners in Beijing these days, there are still not many Persian foreigners who have seen it.

"No, Director Qi, everyone is just curious about what these Persians actually look like!"

"What else could it look like? It's just one head and two arms. Go away, go do what you're supposed to do. If you stay any longer, I'll be looking for your boss!"

Looking at the factory director and deputy director who were having a conversation, Lao Qi from the final assembly workshop waved his arm, his expression somewhat unpleasant, afraid of scaring away the customers who had not yet arrived.

The factory's middle and senior management have already held a meeting. They are all extremely concerned about earning foreign exchange and dollars for the country this time, fearing that if they do something wrong, they might anger the Persians and cause them to stop buying.

This visit was not limited to just any workshop; places like the research institute and missile workshops were considered sensitive locations. The main focus was on the final assembly workshop.

It has some technical content, but it's not high-tech. There are two production lines, which at least look impressive. Foreigners who want to learn from it won't be able to steal anything.

"Hey, here it comes, here it comes~!"

Upon hearing the commotion at the factory gate, Director Qi lost interest in continuing to chase people away. His expression immediately became tense, as if he were going to war. He tugged at his clothes and walked confidently toward the gate.

Now that no one was paying attention, the onlookers all crowded around, standing on tiptoe and craning their necks to look towards the door.

It had been many years since Li Xuewen had felt this nervous. Despite his years of cultivating his composure, he still felt slightly nervous when he saw these Persians with turbans.

On the other hand, Li Feng had already taken the initiative to greet Ali Reza, who was getting off the bus, by extending his right hand in a gesture of friendship, and he looked much more confident.

"We meet again, Mister Lee!"

"Hello, Brigadier General Reza, welcome to Factory 787! We are honored to welcome the eagle from the Pamir Plateau!"

To show his respect, Li Feng even learned a greeting from the translator. Brigadier General Reza's smile became even wider. He held Li Feng's right hand tightly with both hands and gave him a cheek kiss, behaving as if they were old friends meeting.

Currently, there is no such thing as having a piece of clothing on one's head that signifies "I am the richest person in the world." These foreigners, who have never seen anything like it before, have never encountered such a method.

"Hey~~~ Why is that big bearded guy so close to Secretary Li, cheek to cheek?"

"This is probably their way of expressing friendship; just clap along!"

Following the leader's example, enthusiastic applause erupted at the main gate. The employees knew that these people were there for a visit, but the factory's middle and senior management knew that they were there to give money.

In an instant, smiles filled the faces of the guests, and the Persian entourage felt the attitude of Factory 787 towards them.

"Flomi, have your fill!"

Time is tight and the task is heavy. The factory not only has to receive a major client from Persia, but today there are also representatives from Iran who need to visit.

These two groups, however, must not clash, at least not on this land.

Both sides actually know that China loves money and secretly tries to make a living from two sources. However, the things China sells are cheap, durable, and reliable, and the equipment it exports is not subject to any political conditions.

Eagles and polar bears are different. Although they also export equipment, at least they don't offer this kind of emotional value. Not only are they expensive, but they also maintain a high status.

More than thirty brand-new vehicle-mounted artillery pieces and self-propelled howitzers were neatly parked in the parking lot in front of the transportation department.

Although it wasn't as spectacular as the clash of steel torrents between warring sides, the scene was still impressive.

Brigadier General Reza noticed this place as soon as he got off the vehicle. The cannon barrel, angled at 45 degrees and pointing to the sky, was so eye-catching that he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Li Feng walked in front, Li Xuewen stepped aside, followed by Brigadier General Reza, his entourage, and his secretary. The group exchanged brief pleasantries in Chinese, English, and Arabic.

"This is a vehicle-mounted artillery piece independently developed and manufactured by our factory. The caliber ranges from 122 mm to 152 mm. What you see now is the second-generation product that has undergone upgrades and replacements. It is simple and convenient to operate!"

"This series of artillery pieces has already been deployed to our army and has undergone the test of war. It is known as the 'Red Rock Divine Cannon' in our army's artillery units!"

Factory Director Li rolled up his sleeves, willingly taking on the role of foreign trade salesman. He personally picked up the keys, opened a car door, and began introducing the vehicle to Brigadier General Reza, while a translator provided simultaneous translation. Brigadier General Reza nodded, and like the other bearded men, his gaze curiously sweeping over the interior of the vehicle and the cannon at the rear. This kind of "high-tech" product was beyond Persia's current capabilities to develop and produce.

"You can go up and take a look; these are some of the performance parameter descriptions!"

Although this is only the second generation of vehicle-mounted artillery after so many years of development, the layout inside the vehicle has been optimized.

He took out a portion of the manual from Li Xuewen's briefcase and distributed it to the Persian entourage. These were all handwritten in an emergency.

Brigadier General Reza didn't stand on ceremony. Holding onto the handrail on the car door, he climbed directly into the driver's seat. After experiencing it for a while, he nodded, chatted with his entourage below, and then reluctantly got out of the car.

"Your artillery can also be used against tank armor?"

After receiving the translated instruction manual, Brigadier General Reza glanced at the parameters and, after gaining a general understanding, asked Li Feng his first question.

"YES, the vehicle is equipped with a cannon-howitzer. The trajectory of the cannon can be adjusted, allowing for both low-angle, cannon-like direct fire and high-angle, howitzer-like indirect fire!"

He climbed onto the vehicle and started it. After the bearded men arrived at the back of the vehicle, he spread out slightly, opened the control panel on the side, and turned on the switch. The hydraulic rod and the spade at the breech automatically extended and landed on the ground.

"Buzz~~!"

With the hum of the DC motor, the cannon barrel, under Li Feng's operation, detached from the slot on the top of the truck, began to turn ninety degrees, and then gradually lowered, demonstrating the horizontal trajectory of the cannon and the curved trajectory of the howitzer.

"Wow~ Wow, Varygood~!"

Brigadier General Reza and his bearded entourage stared in amazement at the "work of art" before them; they had never seen anything like it in other countries.

The electrified controls allow one person to complete the pre-launch setup of the artillery. This experience and visual impact are incomparable to the first generation of vehicle-mounted artillery, which required several people to operate.

"The best anti-armor rounds are 122mm, with specially designed AP rounds. Experiments have shown that they can penetrate even the frontal armor of the Special Type 64!"

He pulled out an armor-piercing discarding sabot (APFSDS) round from the magazine, put it into the follower, showed the bearded men a general idea of ​​what the round looked like, and then put it into the gun barrel.

"Price, I need to know its price!"

Used on the front lines, it can be used for anti-tank and anti-armor purposes; used in the rear, it can be used as a howitzer. The Persians didn't have much money to begin with, so they had to make the most of every penny. When Brigadier General Reza saw such equipment, he was tempted and couldn't wait to ask more questions.

"Okay, we'll talk about that later. Let's take a look at its production line and understand its production process first!"

In fact, Li Feng really wanted to take the bearded men to check out the self-propelled howitzers behind them, but Brigadier General Reza undoubtedly knew very well how much money they could come up with to complete this purchase.

The self-propelled howitzer's tank chassis and covered turret look like they're not cheap; they're high-end equipment, and their prices are generally high. On the contrary, this truck-type one, if the specifications are accurate, can be useful for both offense and defense.

The T-64 was a tank that the Soviet Union was reluctant to sell for its own use, so its specifications must be superior to the T-72. As long as it could penetrate armor, even with a vehicle-mounted cannon, I don't believe that three or four of them could not be exchanged for one of the enemy's tanks.

The "modern" production line for vehicle-mounted artillery was undoubtedly a great shock to the Persian personnel.

The gantry crane shuttles back and forth on the top of the workshop, and the workers perform a series of operations at their respective posts. It looks much more impressive than the workshop-style Persian military factory.

"I want to know how many truck-mounted artillery pieces such a production line can produce in a month, and whether it's possible to sell this production technology to us!"

After touring the entire workshop from beginning to end, seeing the trucks enter empty but emerge carrying artillery, Brigadier General Reza was truly envious.

This kind of equipment is the kind of weapon that suits Persia. He is no longer content with just purchasing equipment. It seems that the assembly difficulty is not very high. Tanks are out of the question, but Persia still has some ideas about trucks and artillery.

"This requires a complete set of supporting technologies and tests a country's comprehensive industrial capabilities. Could Persia manufacture trucks and artillery?"

Brigadier General Reza looked somewhat somber. The truth was truly hurtful. He only saw that the assembly process wasn't very difficult, but he overlooked the fact that the Persians were still figuring out how to assemble trucks and artillery.

"Technology can't be bought. If the Persian side is interested, we can import the whole vehicle or some key components, and then assemble it locally, train skilled workers, and start learning from scratch!"

Li Feng's words undoubtedly reflect the current situation in Persia. It's difficult to become fat in one bite, but it's not impossible to feed a rabbit bite by bite. This production line is already outdated.

The key point is still the knife!

"I hope to reach a cooperation agreement, but before that, I need you to make some improvements to the product!"

"improve?"

Li Feng was puzzled. Even if his own vehicle-mounted artillery technology was second-generation, it was still equipment that couldn't be bought elsewhere on the world arms market. Was there still room for improvement?

Moreover, it was Persia, whose technological research and development level was infinitely behind that of the rabbit?
"Yes, we need air conditioning!" (End of Chapter)