"Then thank you for your generosity, Commander Zhang!"
Lin Feng took a sip of hot water to moisten his throat, then slowly opened his mouth, "Commander Zhang, I've heard that you have extraordinary connections, even in the black market?"
"fart!"
Zhang Shide glared at Lin Feng and said angrily, "I, a colonel and regimental commander in the Jin-Sui Army, would do such a thing? It's laughable."
"If you keep spouting nonsense, I'll kill you first!"
"Commander Zhang, please calm down. I was just joking. Please don't take it to heart."
Lin Feng grinned, then pulled a slip of paper from his pocket and tossed it to Zhang Shide.
"This is?"
Zhang Shide took the note with a puzzled look.
"Commander Zhang, take a look at what's written here. I think you'll be very pleased after reading it."
Zhang Shide looked at the note suspiciously and examined it carefully.
"hiss...."
Suddenly, Zhang Shide gasped!
His eyes widened in disbelief!
How could this be...? How is this possible...?
"Brand new Type 38 rifles, Type 92 light machine guns, Type 94 90mm light mortars..."
Zhang Shide almost jumped out of his chair.
This is a big deal!
The Type 92 heavy machine gun and the Type 94 90mm light mortar are extremely expensive on the black market.
"Commander Zhang, are you willing to discuss this deal?" Lin Feng asked with a smile.
Zhang Shide gave Lin Feng a deep look, a hint of murderous intent flashing deep in his eyes.
It's clearly a case of double-crossing!
Where did you get these things?
"Hehe..." Lin Feng chuckled mysteriously, "These are not things you care about!"
"You just need to provide me with the connections, and you take 30% of the profits, while I'll take 70%!"
"how?"
"Kid, are you kidding me! It's a 30/70 split, why should I give you 70%?"
Zhang Shide snorted coldly and refused without hesitation.
What a joke! Doing business on his turf, and you're actually trying to negotiate with him?
They simply don't know how to spell the word "death"!
Lin Feng looked at him with a smile and took a step back: "Okay, we'll split it fifty-fifty."
Do you take me for an idiot?
"I'm giving you two choices: either sell me all your weapons, or you can wait to collect your corpse!"
Zhang Shide's tone was icy: "You should know what I'm capable of!"
Lin Feng didn't seem afraid at all; on the contrary, he appeared calm and even a little eager to try.
But the militia was desperately short of food, so he could only suppress his anger and patiently ask, "Tell me? What price are you prepared to offer?"
"A Type 38 rifle costs 20 silver dollars, a Type 94 light mortar costs 360 silver dollars, a Type 94 90mm light mortar costs 850 silver dollars, and a Type 92 heavy machine gun costs 1,300 silver dollars."
"Rifle bullets, 3 silver dollars for 100 rounds; machine gun bullets, 15 silver dollars for 100 rounds; mortar shells, 80 silver dollars for 10 rounds."
"If you think it's suitable, let's start working together now!"
Upon hearing Zhang Shide's offer, Lin Feng's eyes darted around a few times.
The 29th year of the Republic of China, which is 1940.
A brand-new Type 38 rifle is already selling for over 100 silver dollars on the black market.
And there's no guarantee they'll even be available to buy them!
As for the Type 92 heavy machine gun, it is extremely rare and hard to come by.
That heartless Zhang Shide, he drove the price down so low, he's clearly trying to rip me off!
However, Lin Feng had no choice; what could he do when the other person had connections?
"Brother Zhang wants to eat meat, but you can't just let your little brother eat scraps!"
Lin Feng feigned a troubled and bitter expression, "How about this, I won't sell the bullets, we'll trade the weapon for the price you mentioned!"
Zhang Shide frowned.
If only weapons are sold, the overall price will be significantly reduced.
Of course, most of the arsenals in Shanxi can still produce the corresponding ammunition, and they don't have to worry about finding buyers just by selling weapons.
However, the money earned will definitely be less than before.
"Brother Zhang, what's your decision?"
"You win!"
Zhang Shide glared at Lin Feng through gritted teeth, "When can we make a deal?"
"Brother, we can trade anytime, just find me a secluded warehouse!"
"You little rascal, you're quite the fox!"
"Brother, you're joking!"
Lin Feng grinned.
"Lieutenant Wang! Isn't there an unused warehouse in Songta Town? Take my brother to take a look!"
Lieutenant Wang immediately agreed, "Yes, Commander!"
Immediately afterwards, Lin Feng left under the guidance of his adjutant, Wang.
Watching Lin Feng's departing figure, Zhang Shide's lips curled into a chilling smile: "Kid, on my turf, whether you're a dragon or a tiger, you'd better crawl on your knees!"
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