"There is a PT-76 modified with a 57mm automatic cannon, which is very good for hunting and destroying lightly armored targets."
Xia Yu shared his thoughts.
The PT-76M was terrible, but its modern improved version still has many highlights.
Especially this PT-76-57, even a single burst of 57mm gun fire from it can't withstand the Marder.
Unfortunately, whether it's the black guys in Afica or those small countries in Southeast Asia, they have a large number of old PT-76s in service in the last century, but they simply can't afford the cost of upgrading them.
Xia Yu can afford it, but the demand is too low, so people are not very willing to accept orders.
"So you want to change it yourself?"
Kuhn knew that Xia Yu had its own arms supply channels, so getting a 57mm naval gun wouldn't be difficult.
"There is such an idea. The Osmanese PT-76-57 offers a power upgrade package, using the same UTD-20 diesel engine as the BMP-2."
After Xia Yu finished speaking, he looked into the distance.
Several kilometers away, the remains of three BMP-2 vehicles lay.
He had Hans deliberately aim at the turret; if the engine were blown up, it could be repaired, but it would be a hassle.
Xia Yu dislikes these outdated, old-fashioned equipment, but he is quite interested in modifying and modernizing them.
For example, the Type 59 modified by a certain rabbit has a turret body covered with explosive anti-tank weapons, which looks very modern, but upon closer inspection, it turns out to be just five pairs of wheels.
"Let's go check out the command post; maybe there are some spoils of war there."
Xia Yu called everyone to get in the car and drove straight to the command center in the city center.
After the complete annihilation of the Cohen Mechanized Infantry Battalion and the Lodge Light Tank Battalion, all their resistance became futile.
The quick-thinking guy drove his BTR-60 away, only to be blown up by the weasel A3s on the perimeter. He was a step behind the others and managed to surrender on the battlefield.
Although he had to work in the mines for several years, he managed to survive.
"suicide?"
After storming into the command building, Xia Yu and his team discovered the rebel brigade commander in an office.
With wide eyes and a hole in his forehead, the man had clearly committed suicide an hour earlier and did not want to be captured alive.
"Beware of booby traps. Distribute all the loot we find."
Xia Yu reminded everyone while assigning tasks, and the group worked in pairs to clean the remaining rooms.
Gunshots rang out intermittently; these were rebels who lacked the courage to commit suicide, and were eventually sent down to reunite with their brigade commander.
"Commander, they're all here."
Gold rings, gold necklaces, and stacks of euros and dollars—these guys have made a fortune!
Actually, this is relatively few, considering that Bomatou is a small inland city, and it also has a brigade of rebels stationed there.
The gains this time may not be as great as those from the battle against the Osa infantry battalion, but everyone was very happy.
"This is tanzanite, right? And these are a few loose diamonds, but I don't really know their prices."
Xia Yu sifted through the spoils and picked out a few gems and diamonds, which she would then consult with and have processed by professionals.
"As for these, they are universally applicable, and their total value is around $1.2 million."
As previously agreed, the company is responsible for handling and advancing the spoils, accounting for half of the share, and Xia Yu, the boss, will no longer make any distribution (Xia Yu previously took the lead in the Mi-24, which is considered another form of distribution).
So, in the first phase, 8 people will share $600,000, with each person receiving $75,000 in cash.
Hans was even more remarkable, receiving a total of 125,000 in two installments, which, combined with the second installment, would likely amount to two years' worth of basic salary.
"Weasel, you're so generous!"
Kuhn remarked with a sigh.
"What, are you envious? After you finish your contract with Anka and the others, why don't you come and work for me?"
Xia Yu then extended an invitation.
Join us and we'll share the spoils; if you don't join, you can only watch with envy.
"I will seriously consider it."
Although he's almost 40, Kuhn feels he can still go crazy one more time.
"Then I'll wait for you. It's too difficult to fight in a single-vehicle group. Look how badly my T-64B1M looks."
It was indeed terrible; the hull and turret had over 30% of their explosive reactions triggered.
Although there was nothing wrong inside, it looked very scary from the outside.
The company needs to expand its workforce as soon as possible. It's fine to do small-scale operations in Bomatou, but if we want to go to Panaka, we don't have two cars to cover both ends, otherwise we'll easily get surrounded.
Xia Yu didn't want his business to collapse halfway through; it was better to play it safe.
Anka and his son entered the city after dark and took photos and videos of the BMP-2 and PT-76M tanks destroyed by the Weasel tanks from multiple angles.
These materials and reports of victory were sent to Busa, and the Panaka front quickly received them as well.
Apart from Monjo, no one on the front lines was happy.
Everyone else is bad at the game, but you stand out.
The atmosphere at the offices of several PMC companies was also tense tonight.
Not a single tank was damaged; the rebel mechanized infantry battalion and light tank battalion were completely annihilated.
It's obvious that these aren't the kind of stats that black guys could achieve, even if they're using European equipment.
Therefore, it was still PMC company that made the move.
"How many days has it been since the employee sent to Bomato has contacted the company?"
“It’s been almost a week, and I suspect he’s been exposed.”
Upon arriving at the battlefield, the man in the suit took off his suit jacket and put on a bulletproof vest over his shirt.
"Given this situation, what do you suggest we do?"
"I'm scratching my beard," Beard Guy asked.
"According to known intelligence, this company follows a small-scale, elite, and high-firepower approach, with very strong short-term damage output, although this will greatly compress profits."
Companies need to consider profitability. Without the backing of the state apparatus, they can afford to buy a lot of equipment but not use it, which is why the White Hats performed poorly on the front lines.
Controlling investment and pace are key to maximizing profits.
“Now that Bomatu has been taken down, I suspect they will soon be transferred to Panaka.”
The man in the suit's analysis was very reasonable.
Xia Yu and his group will soon come to snatch the contract; this is unavoidable.
"Take them down. We've finally made it back to the central market, we can't let such a small company affect our development."
Brother Beard is ruthless and doesn't talk much; he comes out looking to eliminate his competitors physically.
"Let me think about it some more. There should be a more secure solution. If it's revealed that we were the ones who did it, what do you think our competitors and clients will think?"
The man in the suit disagreed with such a reckless approach; he would consider things more carefully.
"By the way, their company uses Mi-24s for commuting, right?"
Recalling a piece of intelligence from before, he suddenly had an idea.
Xia Yu had no idea that someone in some corner of Panaka was thinking about him; he was like a primary school student looking forward to summer vacation.
With Anka and his son taking care of the aftermath at Bomatou, they can return to Kongluga to rest tomorrow.
If a month is this agonizing, I can't even imagine what it would be like to play for a whole year.
Sure enough, he's still better suited to blitzkrieg tactics and a one-shot kill strategy.
Even if their logistics were adequate, they wouldn't have enough combat personnel to rotate during such a prolonged stalemate.
Once the contract with Panaka ends and we've built up the company's reputation, we should focus on taking on shorter, smaller, and faster orders!
The next morning, Xia Yu and the others began packing their luggage.
When the Anka mechanized infantry battalion sets off, they will help bring their company's supplies to the Panaka front.
As for the equipment, both the T-64B1M and the Weasel A3 needed to be re-maintained, so Xia Yu made an excuse to put both vehicles into the system garage.
Oh, and his PT-76M.
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