The day after the National League Army captured Laizhou City, a guest arrived at the General Headquarters.
Black market dealer – Li Guidun.
"Sir."
"No, no, look at my mouth..."
Li Guidun quickly corrected himself: "Commander-in-Chief! Commander-in-Chief of the National League Army!"
Li Guidun was only a little over 1.6 meters tall, with a strong air of江湖 (jianghu, the world of outlaws and gangsters) about him, making him look like a character from a gangster movie. At this moment, he was laughing so hard that his fleshy face was shaking, clearly in a very good mood.
"Have a seat." Lin Feng waved his hand to indicate. "Someone, make some tea for our good friend, Comrade Li Guidun."
Li Guidun grinned: "Thank you! Thank you! Commander-in-Chief!"
As he spoke, Li Guidun sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked lazy, like a big shot.
"Do you know why I called you here?" Lin Feng asked.
"Of course I know! Commander-in-Chief!"
Li Guidun rubbed his hands together. "You called me here, so there must be new weapons and ammunition that I need to sell!"
Lin Feng nodded slightly: "That's right, you are indeed very smart and quick-witted."
"Of course!" Li Guidun chuckled, revealing a row of white teeth. "How many times have I dealt with you? Don't worry! I'm reliable! I guarantee I'll sell the goods beautifully! As for the price..."
Li Guidun held up three fingers: "As you know, the Japanese and the French have been eyeing the black market lately, so my business is much harder than usual. But, Commander-in-Chief, don't worry! I will definitely sell the goods and guarantee you'll make a fortune!"
"Yes, I believe you." Lin Feng picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, then took out a weapons list and threw it in front of Li Guidun. "Here, take a look for yourself."
Li Guidun took the paper, glanced at its contents, and his eyes widened immediately.
【F-series ○MAS 1936 rifle】: 150,000 per rifle, 10 million rounds of ammunition.
【F-series ○F-1 hand grenade】: 1.5 million/piece.
【F-series ○m1924 light machine gun】: 500 per gun, 1.5 million rounds of ammunition.
【F-series Hotchkiss M1914 heavy machine gun】: 600 rounds/unit, ammunition/1.8 million rounds.
【F-series ○M1931 81mm mortar】: 400/unit, 10,000 shells/unit.
【F-series M1897 75mm field gun】: 300/unit.
[F-series Schneider M1922 75mm field gun]: 200/unit.
[F-series Schneider M1913 105mm howitzer]: 80/unit.
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"These weapons..." Li Guidun looked up at Lin Feng, "Are they real?"
"Um."
Lin Feng nodded. "How is it? Enough portion, right?"
"That's more than enough!" Li Guidun rubbed his hands together excitedly. "Commander-in-Chief, should we ship the whole batch?"
"nonsense!"
Lin Feng rolled his eyes. "If you dare to steal my money, I'll kill you."
Le Quy Don quickly smiled apologetically, "No, no! Absolutely not! You are a hero of Vietnam! Who would dare to slander you!"
After speaking, Li Guidun lowered his head and pondered seriously for a moment, then raised his head: "Commander-in-Chief, to be honest, this batch of weapons is quite large, and it may be difficult to get them all out of the black market."
"Oh?" Lin Feng narrowed his eyes. "You have a way to solve this?"
"Hehe, it's actually quite simple. Doesn't China in the north lack weapons? I know people who can help make contact."
North?
Sell it to the Qingtian Gang?
He had thought of this before; since the country was in dire need of weapons and equipment, selling them to the Qingtian Gang was one possible solution.
However, a new problem has arisen.
If I were to lure the elite Japanese forces from the Chinese battlefield to Vietnam, given the Qingtian Gang's nature, they would definitely launch a massive manhunt targeting the forces at their headquarters in China.
Wouldn't that make me a traitor?
Lin Feng remained silent for a long time before finally shaking his head. "No, we can't sell it to China."
"In this way, I don't care how long it takes you to sell this batch of weapons and ammunition, and I don't care whether you exchange them for gold bars or French Indochina dollars."
Lin Feng looked at him indifferently, "I want this deal to be completed within a month!"
“Uh…” Li Guidun frowned and pondered, “A month is too short, and this batch of goods is too large. I’m worried…”
"Stop talking nonsense!"
"I'm just asking you, is it okay or not!"
Lin Feng's tone turned colder, and his gaze became much more gloomy, as if a knife was hanging over Li Guidun's neck, making him feel like he had thorns in his back.
Li Guidun immediately patted his chest and said, "Sure! Of course!"
"Commander-in-Chief, could you please calculate the equivalent value? For example, convert it into food, uniforms, diesel fuel, medicine, or something similar?" Li Guidun asked tentatively. "After all, this shipment is too large to be processed in a short time."
“Okay.” Lin Feng nodded. “You can talk to Wang Yunfei, the head of the logistics department, about the specific details. I only care about the results.”
"Well done, I'll come back to you next time."
"What if it's not done well..."
Lin Feng suddenly lowered his voice and leaned close to Li Guidun's ear, saying in a very low voice, "I will personally take you to see Max."
Li Guidun shuddered and immediately declared, "Please rest assured, Commander-in-Chief, I will definitely handle this matter properly!"
"Remember what you said today."
Lin Feng got up and walked outside, but before leaving, he suddenly stopped and turned back to look at Li Guidun: "Let me remind you, if anyone knows the source of these weapons, you should know what will happen to them."
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