The choice Yang Jing gave was very simple: do you want money or a gun?
Yang Jing certainly knew that the Kokang King would definitely choose to ask for a gun in the end. As the de facto supreme ruler of Kachin State, Peng Jiasheng was not short of money. After all, at this time, he had not yet started to ban drugs, and the opium poppy planted in Kachin State was not much less than that planted in Shan State controlled by Khun Sa in the south.
Moreover, there are jade mines in the territory controlled by Peng Jiasheng. Those jade mines are located in the deep mountains and old forests in the heart of Kachin State. The government army is unable to control the jade mines even if they want to. In the territory controlled by Khun Sa, there is nothing but opium poppy. Although Mogok, which produces rubies, is close to the territory of Shan State, it is heavily guarded by the government army. Even if Khun Sa is jealous, he cannot take Mogok.
So Peng Jiasheng is not short of money, he really is not short of money.
But in a rotten place like northern Myanmar, you can't spend your money. International arms dealers are too lazy to go to such a rotten place, plus the government army's blockade of Kachin State, where can you expect Peng Jiasheng to buy guns and arms?
Therefore, Yang Jing had no doubt that Peng Jiasheng would choose arms. At least in the past few years, this King of Kokang would definitely make the wise choice to obtain arms.
Sure enough, when King Kokang heard the conditions offered by Yang Jing, his eyes suddenly lit up, but then returned to normal.
"Cole, can you get some arms?" Although Peng Jiasheng's voice was calm, Yang Jing could still detect the excitement in it.
"Commander Peng, do you mean to choose arms?" Yang Jing asked with a smile.
Peng Jiasheng gritted his teeth and nodded heavily. "Cole, as long as you can get something similar to these two batches of arms, I guarantee that you can walk sideways in Kachin State!"
Bingo! The old man really chose arms!
In fact, it is not difficult to guess the choice of the Kokang King. The current situation in Myanmar is like China in the 1920s and 1930s. The Myanmar government army is China's Chiang Kai-shek. Whether it is the early Miss Yang Er, or the later Luo Xinghan, Khun Sa and the Kokang King Peng Jiasheng in front of us, they are all very similar to the revolutionary army of China at that time.
As the saying goes, "Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers of different species?" Your government forces can occupy the best and largest territories in Myanmar and become the orthodox authority of Myanmar, so why can't we replace them?
Therefore, since World War II, Myanmar has been in chaos. You fall and I stand up, one after another, making the northeastern part of Myanmar never stable.
Unfortunately, whether it was Luo Xinghan, Khun Sa or Peng Jiasheng, it was difficult for them to get support from the outside world, so they could only be trapped on their own little piece of land and unable to expand their territory.
They have money, but in a place like this, money is almost like waste paper. However, to these warlords, money is far less important than arms. As leaders, how could they not know the supreme truth that "political power grows out of the barrel of a gun"?
Yang Jing smiled and stretched out his hand, and Peng Jiasheng shook it without hesitation.
"Commander Peng, the weapons worth one million US dollars a year are mainly light weapons, and the heavy weapons are mainly individual rocket launchers. I'm sure you won't ask for things like artillery, right?"
Peng Jiasheng nodded and said, "Artillery is useless here, individual rocket launchers are the most useful!"
"So one-third of the weapons and two-thirds of the ammunition?"
"make a deal!"
"Okay, I'll have the arms dealer contact you directly later. Just tell him if you have any needs."
The two clasped hands shook heavily.
After Peng Jiasheng said goodbye and left, Yang Jing went to Nicholas Ballmer's room. When he entered the room, this guy was talking on a satellite phone that was about the size of a shoe box.
Seeing Yang Jing come in, he pointed at the chair, said a few words and then hung up.
"Mr. Smith, how did the talk go?" Nicholas asked.
"Well, there are basically no problems here. At least in the next three years, I can provide you with a million dollars in arms deals every year."
"Thank you!" Nicholas Ballmer was delighted. A million dollars in arms deals was nothing in national arms deals, but for an arms dealer like him who didn't have a deep background, it was a considerable amount in this era.
Yang Jing took a sip of the cold boiled water on the table and said, "Nick, be careful when dealing with Commander Peng. The man who can become the biggest warlord in northern Myanmar is not so easy to fool."
Nicholas Ballmer nodded and said, "I understand this. I have dealt with many local armed forces in the Middle East. I know how to handle things properly."
"Hmm..." Yang Jing looked up at the arms dealer, "Be careful not to provide him with too good weapons. Weapons eliminated by the Soviets are already very good weapons for them. And isn't the profit from using Soviet weapons also huge?"
Nicholas Ballmer laughed quietly.
"Nick, I don't want the power of the Kokang King to expand too quickly, so no matter what method you use, you have to hold the Kokang King down for me. I need you to use arms to hold him down for at least five years. If you can do this, I don't mind introducing you to the top executives of Lockheed Martin or General Dynamics so that you have a safer background. Maybe you don't know yet, but General Dynamics is controlled by my family." At this time, Yang Jing didn't mind bragging, anyway, no one knew his real background.
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