The host, please be more restrained! The Strategic Propaganda Bureau can no longer make up stories

Chapter 94: Ten Thousand Rockets Are Not Enough

Li Yunfei released the promotional video of the steel tube rocket to his own customer group.

The customer base was soon in an uproar.

"My respected factory director, have you developed a new product so quickly?"

"Can you please let me know if you would like to transfer this technology? We in Hamalabur really need it."

"This rocket launcher is much more powerful than the gas tank mortar."

"Excuse me, how much is this one? Is the operation complicated?"

"Shop it, shop it. Should we leave a permanent representative with Director Li so that we can be the first to experience any new products?"

Li Yunfei looked at the messages in the customer group and was a little surprised for a moment.

The Middle East is five or six hours away from Tianfu.

They should all be asleep over there now. Our customer base is so active. Are foreigners also night owls?

He picked up his phone and began typing a reply: "What we export is ordinary steel pipes, which are mainly used for drilling the ground."

"The drilling effect depends on the size and diameter of the steel pipe. We recommend that you buy it with fertilizer and sugar."

"For the specific usage, there will be a manual included with the purchase. Just follow the instructions step by step."

Although this is a customer group, we still need to be careful not to give others any chance to talk about us.

After all, the Internet is not a lawless place, and it is difficult to guarantee that there are no traitors in the group.

Even if there is no traitor, it is possible that the group could be invaded and information within the group could be obtained by the Eagle Sauce.

What I sell are bunker-buster bombs. As for whether they launch them upwards or downwards after purchasing them, that has nothing to do with me.

The customers in the group immediately understood and agreed.

"Yes, yes, this is indeed a bunker-buster. We are experiencing drought in the Middle East. We should buy some bunker-buster bombs to dig wells and solve our water problem."

"We only bought steel pipes, fertilizers and sugar. We are not familiar with rockets."

"Dear factory manager, we need it urgently. Do you have any stock?"

Li Yunfei looked at the message sent by Xinwal and hesitated for a moment.

To be honest, he was quite sympathetic towards Gasha.

The hexagram is not a good thing. Dongfang had once coveted those things, so if he could, he would be willing to help Hamalabo.

"This earth-penetrating bomb is much more expensive than a gas tank. My friend, I wonder if you can accept this price?"

When Xinwal heard this, he became a little hesitant.

He has been through many battles in the Middle East and knows the price of rockets very well.

To be honest, with Hamalaber's financial resources, he really can't afford this thing.

With a glimmer of hope, he asked, "Dear Director, for the sake of God, how much does one bunker-buster cost?"

These are all old customers, and we know them well.

Li Yunfei was too lazy to ask for an exorbitant price, and then he slowly bargained back. He said directly: "A 120mm steel pipe, with fertilizer and sugar, is 800 US dollars."

After the offer of eight hundred dollars appeared, the customer group instantly quieted down.

Ten minutes later, Sinwal sent a surprised emoticon, and then the group exploded.

"God, this price is really good!"

"We have also made steel tube rockets, but their power is simply incomparable to that produced by Director Li, so we gave up."

"This is not a manufacturer group at all, this is simply a promotional welfare group!"

“Hahaha, even if the accuracy is a little bit worse, with this power, even if I use a super-saturation attack, I can still scare a group of six-pointed star rookies to death.”

"Dear factory director, let's make a deal. Eight hundred dollars a piece. You are not allowed to raise the price any further. I want one thousand pieces!"

"Dear friends, we are all the people of Allah. We in Hamala are in urgent need. Can we buy it first?"

"Don't worry, we'll buy it first and then see how it works on the battlefield."

"Dear factory director, we need 10,000 of them, 120mm caliber rockets!"

The customers in the group looked at the message sent by Xinwal and did not refute it.

On the one hand, most of the people in the group are from the Middle East, and they do have sympathy for their compatriots. On the other hand, they really want to see how the steel tube rocket performs on the battlefield.

Although this thing is cheap, you can't be cheated just because it is cheap. The reputation gained on the battlefield is a good reputation.

"Yes, these exports are all civilian products, the procedures are not complicated, and the goods will arrive in seven days at the fastest and half a month at the slowest."

"Although we are acquaintances, we still have to follow the rules. We must pay a 30% advance payment first."

There were hundreds of thousands of unsaleable steel pipes, and only 10,000 were sold, which is really not enough.

However, all things are difficult at the beginning. If you perform well on the battlefield, you will naturally have no worries about not being able to gain market share.

Sinwal immediately sent an OK emoticon and then went offline.

When the advance payment came, Li Yunfei immediately began to organize people to ship the goods to Hamalabo.

However, the delivery address is filled in as their neighboring country, and then you need to go through a tunnel to enter.

On the day the goods arrived, Sinwal excitedly started assembling them, and then he encountered difficulties.

First, they had to extract potassium nitrate from the fertilizer.

"Dear factory director, the installation of your rocket is a bit complicated. Can you provide some remote guidance?"

"God is above, my respected factory director, are you not online?"

"Director, please reply after receiving the message. We are in urgent need of rocket support."

Li Yunfei was awakened from his sleep by Sinwal's news.

He was very helpless and gave remote instructions to Hamalabo's engineers, telling them the specific operating methods.

After a whole day of assembly, the potassium nitrate extracted from the fertilizer by these Middle Eastern men was only enough for two hundred rockets.

They were also quite honest and made a total of 200 rockets.

Sinvar had two hundred freshly-made rockets and asked excitedly, "Dear Director, is our assembly process correct?"

Li Yunfei, who had been watching the whole day, nodded with a helpless look on his face.

"No problem. By the way, why are you shipping them out?"

"Hehehe, of course we should fire two hundred rounds to test the power." Xinwal said confidently.

He directed Hamarab's engineers to adjust the rocket launcher and estimate the launch distance.

The entire process was recorded by cameras. After all, this kind of thing can be considered high-tech in Hamalaber.

When it is posted online, it will definitely greatly boost the self-confidence of our compatriots in the Middle East.

"My dear friend, this rocket of yours will explode, right?"

"Of course. By the way, this is your first time using it, so you definitely won't be able to control it. You must be careful not to blow up your own people." Li Yunfei warned.

When Xinval heard this, he smiled indifferently.

Gasha is now surrounded by the hexagram. Just shoot from any direction and you can hit them. There is no need to worry about small problems like accidental injuries.

"Fire!"

When Sinvar pressed the launch switch, two hundred rockets took off one after another.

The blazing tail flame cut through the night sky like a meteor, and flew out in a flash, leaving graceful arcs in the air.

When the two hundred rockets disappeared, the members of Hamarab at the scene became excited.

They had been bombed by the Hexagram with rockets before, and this was the first time they used homemade rockets to fight back.

"Brigade Commander, can this thing really explode?"

"If this thing isn't here to blow us up, don't tell me, his hair color is pretty good looking."

"This is a rocket. This is the first time I've seen one. I heard it can create a huge crater with one blast!"

Sinwal immediately took his men and, taking advantage of the cover of night, headed towards the direction where the rocket was launched.

He really wanted to see with his own eyes the destructive effect of the rocket.

The target of these two hundred rockets was still the front-line command post re-established by the Hexagram in Gaza.

This command center is still located on the old site.

(End of this chapter)