Lin Chengye was choked and asked worriedly:
"Qizi, I know you've opened a few companies recently, and Grandpa told me you've made a lot of money. But I have to make it clear to you that we don't allow weapons into our country. If you're caught, you'll be sentenced.
If you're planning on buying a gun for self-defense, I'll help you find a way to get it back to China on one of our construction company's cargo ships. But if you're planning on buying hundreds of guns, forget it. Do you really think our government officials are just there to do nothing?
Do you believe that once our weapons are on board, the relevant departments back home will have already received the news. If someone comes to the dock and takes possession of them, you won't be able to get out no matter how rich you are. Look, your girlfriend is as beautiful as a flower. Are you willing to let someone else get her hands on her in the future?"
Lin Sanqi chuckled and leaned back in his chair, looking at the slender waist of the Arab dancer:
"Uncle Nineteen, don't worry. These weapons are for my business partners and will not be shipped to the country. I'm not stupid. I have money, cars, and women. Why would I challenge the bottom line of national law?"
Lin Chengye was relieved, but he asked curiously:
"What weapons do you want? How many?"
Lin Sanqi held up two fingers.
Lin Chengye blurted out, "Buy two pistols for fun? Hey, that's easy. We have them in our construction company's arsenal. It's no big deal for me to get you two pistols. Why risk going to the border?"
"Uncle Nineteen, I'm planning to get weapons for 2,000 people, and I want a full set of weapons, from pistols to rifles, mortars and rocket launchers, and preferably even surface-to-air missiles."
"Do you want some atomic bombs? You idiot!"
Early the next morning, three off-road vehicles drove out of Cairo.
Lin Sanqi and Lin Chengye sat in the SUV in the middle. The first and third cars were occupied by bodyguards hired by the construction company, who were arranged to earn extra money.
This group of people are all domestic veterans with strong fighting ability. Most importantly, they are compatriots and are trustworthy. Unlike local security guards, they abandon their employers and run away at critical moments.
Yin Lianyi was left in the hotel, and Lin Sanqi didn't tell her the truth. He just said he was going to meet a mysterious customer.
After leaving Cairo, the convoy headed along the Mediterranean Sea towards the Israeli border.
The Middle East is the most war-torn region in the world. Several small countries, under the interference of big powers behind them, are fighting each other all day long, and each of them is like a superhero.
In fact, to put it bluntly, they are just a group of local ambitious people who, under the instigation of a group of foreign ambitious people, want to occupy this territory and oppress that nation all day long.
War is always dirty.
People who play politics have dirty hearts.
Fortunately, although Egypt was a little poor, there was no war, so the journey was relatively peaceful.
But as they approached the border town of Duhail, the atmosphere began to become tense.
There were armed men checking people along the way.
Lin Chengye came here under the name of a business inspection, and there was a local Egyptian guide in the car, so after a little communication, the convoy passed quickly.
Lin Chengye pointed to a high wall in the distance and said:
"That's the border, and across the border is Gaza. The border is now controlled by Israel, but the people of Gaza are smart. Who knows how many secret passages there are underneath that lead to the outside."
On domestic television, international news is all about Israel and Palestine every day.
As a result, he really arrived at this place of four wars. Lin Sanqi was still quite curious, so he took out a telescope and observed it for a long time.
"Uncle Nineteen, what's the origin of the Israeli weapons supplier you mentioned? If it's just an agent for a weapons company, won't the variety of weapons be too limited?"
Xu Qiang, the security director of the accompanying construction company, said with a smile:
"Boss Lin, they say they're weapons suppliers, but to be frank, they're actually logistics officers from a certain Israeli army. These people are incredibly powerful and can buy any advanced European or American weapons from them."
Lin Sanqi was shocked. "No way? Soldiers selling weapons? Isn't this something only Soviet troops could do?"
Lin Chengye, Xu Qiang and several security guards all laughed.
Xu Qiang laughed for a long time before explaining:
"Mr. Lin, you've been deceived by the public intellectuals in China. Do you really think people in Europe and America are so honest? This includes Israel as well. Do you really think Jews are the most disciplined and combat-capable people in the world?
The Jews always win in every Israeli-Palestinian war. It’s not because the Jews are awesome, but because the Arabs are rubbish. They don’t know how to unite and fight among themselves all day long. They all have their own evil intentions. It’s no wonder they fight well in this war.
Let me tell you, the greediest people in the world are the Jews. Whether it is other people's money or other countries' land, water resources, and minerals, they are interested in them all and want to occupy them all without any bottom line.
So selling weapons to others and then reporting them as losses is no big deal for them. Just tell them what weapons you want to buy and how much you want. I doubt planes or tanks will be a problem, but guns and artillery shells won't be a problem."
Lin Sanqi smiled awkwardly. It turned out that contemporary college students were the easiest to deceive. No wonder so many young people thought that the moon was rounder abroad and tried desperately to go abroad.
Then I became someone else's organ donor...
After taking a few photos, Lin Sanqi got in the car and continued on his way to Duhail.
At noon, the convoy passed through the city of Duhail and stopped at a place similar to a warehouse area.
Xu Qiang explained in a low voice in Chinese:
"Boss Lin, look, there's a border wall right next to us. See? There are also many warehouses on the other side. Actually, the locals all know that this border wall is a virtual imitation. There are countless tunnels connecting the warehouses, so this is also a smuggling transit point.
Don't be fooled by the fact that Jews and Arabs fight each other to the death, but in this place, they are business partners, and both sides make money together. Look over there, that fat guy is the arms trade middleman, let's go over and say hello."
Lin Sanqi asked in a low voice: "Is this a Jew or an Arab?"
Xu Qiang smiled and greeted the fat man in the distance, and replied:
"This fat guy is Jewish. If nothing unexpected happens, he is the quartermaster of a certain Israeli army. I heard that he holds the rank of lieutenant colonel."
Lin Sanqi thought to himself that he had the rank of colonel in 1961, and instantly became confident.
"Hey, Zebulun, long time no see, you've gained weight again!"
Xu Qiang stretched out his arms and took the initiative to greet the fat man opposite him.
Zebulun, with his big beard, also opened his arms and hugged Xu Qiang, and then shook hands with Lin Chengye and Lin Sanqi.
"Bosses from China, we meet again. Let's go to my office and have a chat."
The security guards were left outside, and Lin Sanqi quietly asked, "Uncle Nineteen, is it safe to follow Fatty in like this?"
Lin Chengye smiled indifferently:
"It's okay. The most dangerous place is actually the safest place. The warehouse area here is related to the smuggling business of many people, so neither Israel nor Egypt will allow this place to become chaotic."
Lin Sanqi was still worried, and kept looking around to see if there were any "doors".
As long as there is a door, he will not be afraid. At worst, he can open the door and run into the space. No one can do anything to him, even his cousin probably can't escape.
Several people came to Zebulun's office, and after a few polite words, they got down to business.
"Lin, what kind of weapons do you need? Tell me and I'll see if I can provide them."
Lin Sanqi pulled out a list he had searched online from his pocket and read it out one by one in English:
"Mr. Zebulon, I need weapons to arm a team of 2,000 people. I need everything from pistols, submachine guns, shotguns, assault rifles, sniper rifles, and heavy machine guns."
As soon as these words came out, the cigarette in Zebulun's mouth fell to the ground.
"In addition, grenades, flash grenades, mortars, time bombs, recoilless guns, grenade launchers, rocket launchers are also needed, as well as micro drones, tactical communication equipment, infrared night vision devices, and radio communication equipment.
If possible, I'd also like to get a few sets of surface-to-air missiles, anti-aircraft guns, and so on. Of course, if you're willing to sell them, I'm also willing to buy tanks, aircraft, anti-missile systems, and so on."
Xilunbu swallowed his saliva and said in disbelief:
"Lin, you have to know that many weapons are embargoed to China. If I sell them to you and these weapons appear in China, neither of us will be able to escape with the consequences."
Lin Sanqi assured:
"Mr. Zebulun, you can rest assured. I'm not an official. I only represent myself. I have a copper mine in Africa, so I need a batch of weapons to arm myself. Don't worry, all these weapons have absolutely nothing to do with China and will not flow into China."
Zebulun's eyes rolled around, and it was obvious that he was evaluating whether Lin Sanqi's words were true or false.
"Lin, besides tanks and planes, I can provide other weapons. It's not too much for 2,000 people. But you have to understand that weapons are very expensive. This amount of weapons could be worth tens of millions of dollars. Can you guarantee you have the money?" (End of this chapter)
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