"five million."
The white fox will eat anything in this life, but will not suffer any loss. In particular, Mo Han had just shot the warrior commander with a heavy machine gun, almost scaring her into having a heart attack. Even now, her body was still shaking uncontrollably, and she said angrily:
"Don't think it's too expensive, I won't discount it. Think about it for yourself, General Mobo is assassinated by the Shanjun several times every year. I remember last year, more than a dozen AKs were fired at his car like crazy. If it hadn't been for him that day If he didn’t happen to be in that car, the person who died would not have been an adjutant.”
Mo Han smiled coldly at her. To be honest, she really rarely got into this car. The reason was the same as what Bai Hu said.
The Damakan field area ranks second among the eight major field areas in Myanmar. Although it was mined two hundred years later than the first-ranked Pakant field area, it is a veritable old pit.
The rough stones produced are mainly red jadeite, yellow jadeite, and yellow plus green.
The most amazing thing is that the rough stone at this entrance has the lowest cut-span rate among the eight major entrances.
The huge interests have aroused the covetousness of all parties.
Before the public offering every year, various mountain armies will launch crazy attacks on the warehouses storing rough stones and the convoys transporting rough stones.
It can be said that the eve of the annual public meeting is the most intense moment of the war in northern Myanmar.
As a Kachin general, Mobo's main responsibility is not only to suppress the rebellion of the Shan army and defend against sneak attacks by the Kachin Independence Army, but also to escort the rough stones registered at major sites to Naypyitaw safely.
Because of this, he became the target of assassination by the Shan Army, the Kachin Independence Army, and the Benglong Army.
It is also for this reason that this kind of safe and comfortable warrior commander has become Mo Han's first choice for purchasing.
"Money is not an issue!" Mo Han rolled his eyes at her arrogantly and turned to look at Ye Qing: "If the Type 89 heavy machine gun shoots wildly at the warrior commander, how long can it withstand it?"
"The front windshield can't withstand a few bullets." Ye Qing said solemnly: "That's why Wang Xue immediately put the car across the road and used the body to resist the bullets.
However, the theoretical firing rate of the Type 89 heavy machine gun is 600 rounds per minute, even if the actual firing rate is 300 rounds per minute.
Almost all three hundred rounds of bullets hit the armor in an instant. Even if they could not penetrate the armor, the huge force was enough to overturn the car.
Therefore, from the beginning of the design of Warrior Commander, this possibility was anticipated.
Therefore, it is given enough power and impact capabilities. As long as the driver is quick enough, he can take the people on board to escape to a safe place. "
Mo Han rolled his black and white eyes: "What will be the result if the warrior commander and the warrior armed pickup truck collide."
"The result of a collision depends not only on the mass of the car, but also on its speed."
Ye Qing knew that what she wanted to ask was about the warrior commander's escape ability, and said with a smile: "So, if we want to make assumptions, we need to set the same speed.
The Warrior Commander has a dead weight of six and a half tons. It can be said that as long as it does not collide with heavy trucks, tanks, or armored vehicles, small vehicles have almost no opponents.
As for the armed pickup truck, if the Warrior pickup truck is stationary and the Warrior Commander is traveling at 60 miles per hour, it is enough to knock over the Warrior heavy truck. "
Mo Han didn't ask about fuel consumption. With a dead weight of six and a half tons, it was meaningless to ask about fuel consumption. In other words, no one who buys this kind of car cares about how much oil it burns.
"Can it be cheaper?"
Bai Hu rolled his eyes: "Don't even think about it."
Mo Han turned a deaf ear to her words, looked at Ye Qing and said solemnly: "In fact, this car has enough profit, right?"
Ye Qing said honestly: "I came to northern Myanmar just to make money!"
"That's why I'm talking about benefits with you!" Mo Han said without a trace of smile on his face, he looked very formal: "The Warrior Armed Pickup can only be equipped with our own troops and must not be sold to the mine owners at various sites."
Ye Qing immediately understood that he had indeed found the wrong sales target. Even the major mine owners at Damakanchangkou were not of the same mind as General Mobo.
Once the weapons configuration of the mine protection team exceeds that of the army, the army will lose its deterrence against them.
The Warrior pickup truck equipped with the Type 89 heavy machine gun is a major weapon in the military without using aircraft, artillery and tanks.
Therefore, this kind of tank is absolutely not allowed to be sold to private individuals.
This will also be the bottom line for arms sales in northern Myanmar in the future.
You can do business with the Kachin Independence Army, but you must not sell weapons that the government army does not allow them to equip. Otherwise, even if the Buddha comes to this world, you will not be able to protect yourself.
"But this kind of warrior commander can do it!" Mo Han said slyly: "Just reduce the bulletproof ability of this kind of car so that it can withstand continuous AK fire..."
Ye Qing looked at this beautiful Burmese girl, but he didn't expect that her heart was darker than her skin color.
What this sentence means is that the Type 89 heavy machine gun must be able to penetrate this kind of vehicle. Otherwise, sales in northern Myanmar will not be allowed.
"If this is the case, the cost can be lower." Ye Qing said thoughtfully: "But we must confirm with the weapons group before we can come up with the lowest price."
"The five cars you ordered should also be cheaper."
Mo Han said flatly: "This won't work. The five cars I ordered must be just like this one. Even if they are chased by armed pickup trucks or fired by heavy machine guns, they can still escape safely..."
Even Wang Xue, who had always been calm, looked sideways at her.
How can people be so mean!
The car returned to the military camp in Menggu Town.
Adjutant Wei He stood in front of the white building, staring dumbfounded at the warrior commander with heavy machine gun bullets embedded on one side. What the hell happened...
Bai Hu got out of the car with a pretty face, stared at the Warrior Commander for a while, then suddenly grabbed the Nine-Five Style on Wei He's shoulder and pointed it at the Wrangler "Tu tu tu tu tu tu..."
Mo Han looked at the shiny black car body, with holes punched out one after another, and the soft cushions on the car seats flying up and down in the car. He was immediately dumbfounded: "Sister Amin, what are you doing!"
Bai Hu emptied the magazine, then he let out a bad breath and looked at her arrogantly: "You should be lucky that you didn't sit on it."
Mo Hanqing couldn't help but shudder. She didn't expect that the white fox would be so revengeful...
"Don't worship me, she is a legend!" Bai Hu snorted coldly, twisted his waist and went upstairs to take a shower and change clothes.
Mo Han glared at her beautiful back, snorted coldly, and opened the trunk of the Wrangler.
Ye Qing's eyes were immediately attracted by a black stone in the trunk.
This stone is in an irregular rectangular shape, with the edges of the four corners polished and rounded. The black leather shell has a cold luster, like a piece of black iron.
"Can you recognize it?"
Ye Qing's hand fell on the stone. The skin was as delicate as the most delicate skin of a beautiful woman, and the touch was cold, as if touching a piece of ice. After searching through the memories in my mind, I finally matched the stone with the records in the Xiangyu Technique.
Black Wusha is produced in all major markets, and each has its own characteristics, but the Black Wusha produced in Mowanji and Moxisha is the most famous.
Only Lao Pagan's black sand can have a black iron-like sheen on its skin and cold tentacles.
"This is Lao Pagan's divine black sand."
