"Wildlife Conservation Association?"
Looking at the harmless, non-aggressive doe in front of him, Old An nodded repeatedly.
This is a good name. Although he had just asked Busa's friend and there was no such organization in the country, it is possible to have one now.
If all the approvals are given, this association can be established today, and the helicopters under this association can be registered shortly afterward.
"It's all arranged, but we need to fly to Busa."
Old Anka put down the phone and spoke to Xia Yu.
"Shall we set off now?"
Xia Yu wasn't one to procrastinate, and besides, they'd only been flying for half an hour, and he still wasn't satisfied!
"Alright, Anka, the camp is in your hands now. Mr. Sherlock and I will go and see your uncle while we're at it."
After giving his instructions to his son, Old Anka and his assistant went up to the rear cabin of the helicopter.
He has a villa in Busa, so he doesn't need to bring any luggage, but this helicopter ride is much bumpier than a passenger plane.
Clinging to the grab bars on the rear bulkhead, old Anka's dark face was somewhat pale. He would never ride this deadly "tractor" on the way back.
Xia Yu, in the cockpit, felt innocent, saying that this thing was never designed with comfort in mind, and it didn't even have navigation.
With his phone holder mounted on the dashboard, he flew forward while looking at the navigation on Google Maps, occasionally checking the prepared paper map.
Thanks to modern technology, otherwise even with system assistance, this old-fashioned inertial navigation would be both inefficient and difficult to use.
There are many videos online of Soviet-made helicopters and fighter jets shot with action cameras. The pilots in these videos often fly along highways and even use commercial GPS, as this is more convenient than using inertial navigation.
Of course, the old-fashioned liquid-floated gyroscope inertial navigation is poor, but the later-developed dynamic tuned gyroscope inertial navigation and laser strapdown inertial navigation are quite good.
Xia Yu hopes that when the Mi-24V is modified later, the inertial navigation system can also be upgraded, and a large screen for displaying maps can be added to the instrument panel, which will definitely make the flight experience even better.
After flying over hundreds of kilometers of rainforest, we finally arrived in the densely populated city of Busa.
Following the coordinates given by Old Anka, Xia Yu piloted the helicopter directly to a small military airfield, where a refueling truck quickly arrived to refuel them.
Although there's enough fuel left to fly back, they've been so polite, you have to give them face.
Fill up the jet fuel tank!
Xia Yu opened the hatch and jumped down with perfect posture, while Old Anka in the rear cabin was helped down by his assistant and Domi, each taking one of his arms.
It just goes to show that time waits for no one, and Xia Yu certainly doesn't want to end up like old Anka when he turns fifty.
"Anka, my good brother!"
Just as someone was lamenting, an older black man, whose physique was also out of shape, ran over and gave old Anka a bear hug.
It appeared; there were no stripes on its shoulders, just a bare star.
This must be Old Anka's brother-in-law, and also his biggest backer—Monjo.
He was already a major general before he turned 50, and he might even be promoted before he retires. The best decision that old Anka made was to marry his sister to him.
“Montage, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Sherlock.”
Old Anka mustered his strength and introduced the two of them.
Because he was one of their own, he didn't hide it from Meng Qiao. Little Anka's record was all achieved by this man, and all they paid was a paltry $1 million.
It's only right to offer a discount on the first transaction, and Xia Yu also made up for it from Osa.
His prices will return to normal levels, but they will still be cheaper than his competitors – it's a price war!
"Hello, Mr. Sherlock!"
Meng Qiao extended his chubby hand, and the two shook hands. Xia Yu could tell from the strength of his hand that he wasn't the kind of chubby guy like Old Anka.
This grip strength is almost as good as his, which shows that he has never stopped physical training and has certain requirements for himself. Judging from this, the opponent is likely a young and promising player in China.
"Hello, Major General Meng Qiao."
“I heard about you from Anka last time. You were a great help in reorganizing the Kongluga Mechanized Infantry Battalion with equipment. I really don’t know how to thank you enough.”
You're welcome. I'm the one who made the most money on this deal.
Xia Yu thought this in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud.
"Not at all, not at all. The most important thing for us businessmen is to satisfy our customers. We hope that General Meng Qiao will continue to support our business in the future."
"Of course, it's hard to find such cheap and trustworthy PMC contractors like you these days. Do you know how much those white dogs quoted us right after the Kong Lujia incident?"
In his excitement, Monjo revealed some of the secrets of that time.
"How many?"
Xia Yu followed up with the question.
Brother, there's a lot of information in what you said. The "white dog" probably refers specifically to the white top hat, otherwise the range of its impact would be too large.
Xia Yu had interrogated Kabanda before, and he said that his company's business had been stolen, which was why he was sent there.
In this way, the beginning and end correspond, and it's actually quite vivid.
"They said the initial offer was $4 million, and they would ask for more if there was strong resistance!"
"That's too expensive, even robbery wouldn't be this fast."
Xia Yu couldn't help but agree.
He recalculated that his normal quote for that order would be between 1.5 million and 2 million, but the other party had invested more manpower, materials, and equipment, plus the expected compensation for casualties, so a quote between 2.5 million and 3 million was reasonable.
The asking price of 4 million plus additional fees is clearly excessive, even with room for negotiation.
In business, dumping at low prices is wrong, but your pricing strategy is also quite unseemly.
It is legitimate business practice to ensure that you offer reasonable prices while maintaining your basic profit margin.
"Exactly, all that scrap metal from Osa isn't even worth 4 million. Only someone possessed by a demon would sign a contract like that."
In fact, the short-number EM vehicle system that Osa purchased itself cost at least 3 million.
Whether Busa sends its own people to clean up the mess or hires the White Hats, the losses will be substantial.
Meng Qiao was unaware of this, and Xia Yu had no intention of telling him.
"Mr. Sherlock, your animal rescue helicopter looks so familiar..."
Once they started chatting, their conversation drifted to the airplane.
"That's right. In order to better serve our customers, we need stronger firepower than the enemy, so that they will regret going against our customers."
"However, such equipment is still somewhat sensitive. In order to avoid causing unnecessary panic, we need to package it, which also requires the cooperation of the customer."
It's quite remarkable that Xia Yu speaks French so elegantly; he certainly didn't put in this much effort when he was in school.
"Well said. The Guoguo rainforest is rich in resources and has a large number of wild animals. In order to protect them, it is time to establish such an association. And for the safety of the association members, it is only right to have better equipment."
Meng Qiao nodded, indicating his strong agreement.
With that, the matter was settled. While Xia Yu, Meng Qiao, and Old Anka were having dinner together at home, the relevant registration documents, local airworthiness certificates, etc., were delivered in a file bag.
With these items, they are generally accepted in Europe, but they can still pass through Afica without any problems.
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