"But speaking of which, what's your impression of that curator?"
Maktoum asked his cousin.
"I saw his background check on the plane. He's a very capable person. I suspect he knows kung fu like Jack Chen."
Firearms are inherently dangerous, and background checks are essential for the royal family. That's when Hamandan saw what a Chinese superman was all about.
PMC, a company established just over a year ago, fought its way from West Philippines to East Philippines, and then all the way back. Before the museum opened, it even made a trip to Chung Philippines.
"He's a businessman who knows kung fu, and I'm really looking forward to seeing what surprises he'll bring us tomorrow."
The lives of the wealthy can be quite monotonous, and Mark Tomo, who treats shooting as a career, sometimes wants to relax and seek some excitement.
Okay, they're not firing guns anymore, they're firing cannons.
Back at the villa, it was already dinnertime.
Since it was a trial operation, the buffet restaurant was not open, so Lao Yu prepared a table of simple Northwestern dishes.
They thought the food was pretty good, and as for whether the processing method was up to standard, both of them had studied in Europe and America, so they didn't really care about that.
After filling his stomach, Maktoum took out his phone to video chat with his two wives, while Hamandan, a single man in his late twenties, went out for a stroll.
Seeing that the museum lights were still on, I went inside and saw Xia Yu busy at work.
“Mr. Curator, your collection here is much larger than that of my father’s brother-in-law.”
Because he is not her biological mother's brother, Ha Mandan's pronunciation is rather convoluted.
"He also wants to open a tank museum. Although he can't quite recognize the models, his collection includes the kind of tracked motorcycle you used to carry passengers. The quality of that one is far inferior."
"I strongly suspect he'll be coming over in a couple of days. You'd better be careful then, or he might steal all the good stuff from here."
Hamandan casually dug a pit for the old king.
That's life in the royal family—the same love-hate relationship as ordinary people.
"I will be careful, thank you for your reminder, Mr. Ben."
Xia Yu first expressed his gratitude, but he was not worried about it.
A businessman might sell even the rope that hangs him, but Xia Yu wouldn't stoop to that level. However, as long as the price is right and the connections are right, he can sell any of his tanks.
Of course, we'll have to wait until he's ready for the next one.
It's not easy to collect rare models, since the production volume is limited.
As for dismantling 30% of the system, preparing it, then dismantling and preparing it again, this method of exploiting the system is not impossible, but it is very troublesome.
Modern cars have vehicle identification numbers (VINs), not to mention weapons and equipment; most parts have factory serial numbers.
Experienced experts can tell whether a tank is original or assembled from several vehicles when inspecting it.
This is also why Xia Yu imports vehicle bodies for the weapons and equipment it sells abroad.
The purpose was to prevent a master counterfeiter from depositing money in the bank, only to be caught despite producing a counterfeit that is indistinguishable from the real thing, making it a complete joke.
Better safe than sorry, Xia Yu always kept a low profile when traveling.
"By the way, isn't that an airstrip outside the museum? Do you even offer flight services here?"
Ha Mandan brought up the question he had wanted to ask that afternoon.
"Yes, but that's the second phase of the project. The old aircraft need to be collected and refurbished, and the safety of the tourists is the most important thing."
Safety cannot be overstated; if a prince and a tycoon were to fall and die, Xia Yu's business would be ruined by half.
"Your project seems to be quite large, with a second phase! I'll definitely come and take a look when it's ready."
With money and free time, Ha Mandan doesn't dislike flying, diving, or driving.
However, I'll have to fly next time, but I can dive this time.
Xia Yu is still preparing this thing so late at night.
"I think I've seen this tank at my father's brother's place, but his tank didn't seem to have these two poles."
Hamandan couldn't name the Panzer III tank, but he remembered its design.
"The one I saw was probably the other one. This one is a modified version, an underwater combat model."
Xia Yu pointed to the number 3J not far away and said.
His vehicle was the No. 3 Unterwasserpanzer, a U-boat within a tank.
Ha Mandan, who goes by the pseudonym Xiaoben, really likes all-terrain vehicles and wants to experience the performance limits of World War II tanks. Xia Yu has to make sure he gets the chance.
The underwater tank, based on the Panzer III G, features a watertight structure for the entire hull and turret, similar to a submarine. The engine has also been modified to be cooled by seawater while underwater. A one-way valve has been installed on the engine exhaust pipe, and a drain valve has been installed on the bottom of the hull.
As for its diving limit, it is 15 meters deep, a depth that even modern tanks cannot reach.
Unfortunately, it's still a bit too shallow to cross the English Channel and launch a direct attack on England with a torrent of steel.
Xia Yu was lucky enough to acquire a Type 3 diving vehicle, and the missing diving accessories were simply printed out and retried.
However, the entire process is quite complicated, and only he can handle it, so it is an unconventional project.
He generally doesn't receive non-VIPs; he only makes static displays for the public.
Besides the Panzer III, the Panzer IV also had a diving version, and the mid-range version of the Panzer VI Tiger had a snorkel diving mode that could dive to a depth of about 4 meters.
In addition, only 495 Tiger tanks had diving capabilities, as the later, less advanced models had this feature removed entirely.
That's a real shame, since every tiger is a master diver!
"Wow, that's amazing! Looks like we made the right choice coming here."
Xia Yu's words immediately piqued Ha Mandan's interest: a submersible tank! Isn't that super cool?
"Mr. Ben, you should go back and rest early. There's a tough battle ahead tomorrow!"
"Okay, see you tomorrow!"
After seeing Ha Mandan off, Xia Yu continued working.
This kind of money isn't as dangerous as fighting, but it's a bit mentally taxing. Luckily, he has plenty of inspiration.
Xia Yu was working alongside those black-clad men.
Tourists get their pleasure in a few seconds, but the staff have a lot of work to do.
The battery, hydraulic system, lubrication system, and cooling system all need to be inspected and maintained after the work is finished.
High salaries aren't easy to come by; you have to put in equivalent labor. Xia Yu doesn't support lazy people.
Nothing happened that night. After breakfast, the two brothers changed into armored soldier uniforms.
Having graduated from the Royal Military Academy Sandhurst, Haman Dan had already worn the British military uniform, and now wearing the Chinese military uniform doesn't seem so bad.
However, they will have to change into quite a few military uniforms for this trip.
"Gunner Ben, loader Mann, are you ready for battle?"
"The conductor and driver, Xia Yu, asked the two loudly."
"Yes, sergeants x2!"
Both of them had received military training and quickly got into character.
The No. 3 tank had a crew of 5, but their crew was reduced by 2, leaving only 3 people.
With Xia Yu there, three people are enough. Even though they were worried about accidents, the three sets of diving equipment were placed on the seats of the other two people.
Even if the hatch can't be opened, it can still be towed until Tom and the others go into the water to rescue them.
Of course, this is impossible, but we must reassure our customers.
Hamandan and Maktoum were indeed relieved and quickly climbed into the cockpit as Xia Yu ordered, their GoPro cameras recording everything.
"Buzz"
Xia Yu started the engine in the cockpit, then drove the tank at high speed out of the museum area and headed towards the riverbank not far away.
The unarmed riverboat was already waiting on the water. Tom and his men, along with Harman's bodyguards, worked together to straighten the ventilation hose that was wrapped around the control bar.
Inside the vehicle, Maktoum followed Xia Yu's instructions to inflate the rubber hoses between the turret and the hull, completing the final seal of the vehicle.
"Splash!"
Without hesitation, Xia Yu drove the submersible tank into the river from a shallow slope, and the submersible tank quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
Only the buoy at the top of the hose remained on the water's surface. The exhaust gas gurgled and turned into bubbles. After the tank's suction system was activated, a large amount of air was drawn into the vehicle through the hose.
Underwater, the already dim environment inside the cabin became even darker, so Haman Dan turned on the internal light source.
Looking at the river map in his hand and the retro spinning top compass, he felt that he had wasted his time at military academy.
The commander's periscope was covered by a waterproof cover, so he couldn't see anything. Were they operating the vehicle blindly?
That's not the case. The buoy is also equipped with a radio antenna, allowing the crew to contact barges on the water for navigation.
Xia Yu installed another GPS receiver, so he can see his location without asking for directions.
The two men in the turret basket listened quietly to the subtle sounds of water flowing over the vehicle, the friction of tracks grinding against the riverbed, and the continuous roar of the engine.
All of this is a completely new experience compared to riding in a sightseeing submarine, and so-called all-terrain vehicles and amphibious vehicles simply cannot achieve this level of usability.
Also, don't forget, this is also a tank used for combat.
After traveling underwater for more than 20 minutes, the camel caravan finally emerged from the riverbed and arrived at a clearing in the rainforest.
"Prepare for engagement!"
"yes!"
Ha Mandan immediately pressed a red button.
"Bang bang bang"
The rubber waterproof cover with the explosive cord was detonated, and light instantly shone in through the periscope.
Xia Yu then violated regulations by opening the cockpit door and popping his head out to search for a target.
"Target spotted, 10 o'clock position, load one armor-piercing round."
"yes!"
The two brothers frantically loaded shells and rotated the turret, after all, they had only received simple training before being put to work immediately.
"Too slow! Their infantry are coming up with anti-tank mines! Suppress them with firepower!"
"yes!"
"Knock knock knock"
A gunshot, even more muffled than the sound of a cloth-tearing machine, rang out. Ha Mandan used an MG-34 coaxial machine gun to suppress the paper figures in front of her, holding the gun tightly and snapping the wooden sticks supporting the cardboard in half.
"One armor-piercing round is loaded!"
After loading a PZGR.40 hard-core armor-piercing round into the breech of a 50mm 42-caliber KWK38 tank gun and closing the breechblock, the loader Maktoum immediately reported.
"Aim, fire!"
...
"Thump"
After aiming for a long time, Haman Dan, who still felt that time was flying by, finally fired a shot.
Driven by the expansion of the propellant gases, the armor-piercing projectile was spun and accelerated to 1050 m/s in the gun barrel, flying a short distance of 800 meters before crashing into the glacier of the T-72.
Unfortunately, this armor-piercing round has an effective penetration of 55mm at 100 meters, which is not even enough to penetrate the armor of a T-34, let alone a T-72.
It didn't release much kinetic energy before it was slid away by the upper armor and flew off somewhere unknown.
"sehrgut! (very good!)"
Xia Yu praised him in the limited German he knew.
Ha Mandan smiled, feeling that he had played quite well.
He wasn't particularly interested in guns and cannons before, but that was because he wasn't in the zone. Now he feels like he's in a great state.
"Quickly, target spotted at 3 o'clock, 500 meters away. One armor-piercing round and then reload."
...
"Thump"
Haman Dan hit the second T-72!
"This exempt soldier, you must be a genius. Even Corporal Buckman (a ace of the Panzer III Guerrilla) didn't perform as well as you in his first battle. For this merit, the company commander must award you a Second Class Iron Cross. This is what I, Corporal Sherlock, say."
At this moment, Xia Yu is just like a fitness coach who tells a chubby client that he is great, focusing on encouragement and companionship.
Haman Dan also lost himself in the praise, as if Bachman was truly inferior to him.
If a billionaire can be motivated to work this hard, then another multi-billionaire must be working just as hard!
Making money isn't something to be ashamed of!
The two men had a perfect experience during this underwater operation.
And this was just the beginning. Later, the Camel crew switched to the M18 Hellcat and crushed a Black Panther team at a top speed of 88 km/h.
The next day, he switched to the Tiger King tank again and beat up the kids. Then he used the British Turtle tank and experienced what it means to be as immovable as a mountain.
Over two days, they had an in-depth experience with four unconventional classic tanks, and their legs were so weak when they got out of the vehicles.
It's not tiring, it's refreshing.
Even non-car enthusiasts can be thrilled to the point of being weak-kneed, so Xia Yu has definitely made the perfect arrangements.
Ha Man-dan took out her black card and swiped it for two million dollars; the extra amount was a tip.
"Mr. Curator, this is my phone number. Be sure to call me when the second phase is completed."
After signing, he took out a business card and handed it to Xia Yu.
"Of course, of course, I've got it in mind, Your Highness!"
After Xia Yu finished speaking, he closed the car door for Ha Mandan.
He breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the two cars disappear from sight.
The museum's trial opening was a great success, thanks to Xia Yu's personal involvement.
Although it would cost him two million to prepare two aircraft, Busa only had four Su-25s in total, not to mention that it took him almost a year to build a good relationship with Busa.
The museum is open to the public; anyone who comes to the door is a customer.
At Khonka International Airport, a Boeing 747 had just taken off when the old king, having finished his official duties, headed straight for the airport, preparing for a special forces-style chariot ride before Busa approved the first batch of visas.
Coincidentally, no, he was the commander of the John F. Smith Special Forces in the 1990s.
Stealing a moment from my busy schedule, I hope to fully enjoy my trip to Afica this time, and maybe bring something back with me – that would be even better.
Ordinary tourists who are painstakingly waiting for their visas are unaware that privileged individuals are about to reach out to their big cats.
They were the ones who saw the advertisement first and bought the plane tickets first, so why is a passport preventing them?
You'd have to ask Busa. Nelope, which is right next door, offers visa-free entry or visa-on-arrival, and its economy is doing so well.
Little gossip: Little Ha's stepmother will have an affair next year, and will run away the year after. She will win a lawsuit and receive more than 400 million pounds. Her family doesn't have the power to pull off such a move.
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