Grand Master Luozhu glanced at Song Youqing.
Song Youqing smiled sweetly: "The national conditions of China are different from those of Myanmar. In Myanmar, everyone can hold a gun regardless of whether it is legal or not. However, China's control of firearms has reached a strict level.
What's more, the guns ordered by the Red Star Group and the Ordnance Group are all export-type military Type 95 assault rifles. "
Grand Master Luozhu frowned and asked in confusion: "Export type, how is this different from the one used by the Chinese army?"
Of course Song Youqing would not tell him that the Type 95 used by the Chinese military can be equipped with a grenade launcher. The small grenade launched can easily destroy an armored vehicle, but the exported Type 95 is a castrated version: "The largest The difference is the number!”
"serial number!"
Song Youqing nodded affirmatively, took out a Type 92, and pointed to the serial number stamp on it: "In China, Type 95 assault rifles are divided into police and military uses, and the numbers are also different.
As for the export-oriented military Type 95, its main sales targets have always been Pakistan and Africa. Because they are two different regions or countries, their numbers are also different.
The weapons group also reactivated a new serial number for the Type 95 assault rifles sold to northern Myanmar. "
Grand Master Luozhu understood that the gun's serial number was the gun's ID card. Once someone committed a crime in China and the gun was captured, China could immediately trace the source of the gun.
Ye Qing's Red Star Group has the right to price and sell guns, but each batch of arms needs to be ordered separately. The weapons group will only produce according to the order after receiving the order and paying for the goods.
The firearms delivered were delivered in parts in batches, and then were assembled and adjusted by ordnance experts headed by Song Youqing in northern Myanmar before being delivered to the troops.
This is completely different from buying arms from international arms dealers, paying the money and delivering the goods.
"Where's the bullet!"
Song Youqing knew that he was worried about the restriction of bullets in the future, and said with a smile: "The bullets are common to the domestic army. Just place an order and you can get as many as you want."
"The Bayi tanks sold to the Kachin Independence Army are also numbered and assembled in northern Myanmar."
Ye Qing nodded affirmatively: "Assault rifles are too powerful and must be strictly managed."
Grand Master Luozhu nodded, knowing that Ye Qing would not compromise with anyone in this aspect.
Wang Xue took Ye Qing's mobile phone and hurried in.
Ye Qing took it and took a look. It was marked as Knife Zhen. He put the phone to his ear and said, "Hello, Baldhead."
"Mr. Ye, Mu Jiajun sent someone to take Wang Zhongyang away. They will stay in Nankan Town tonight and cross the river to Nongdao tomorrow."
Ye Qing closed the call, looked at Song Youqing, and said with a smile: "This money is not easy to make!"
"Guaranteed to complete the mission." Song Youqing's heart was filled with enthusiasm. The twenty-five weapons experts she brought with her were the special forces soldiers who had traveled with her in Africa.
Although he was accepted by the Ordnance Group after he retired from the army, with the salary level of the Ordnance Group, he would never have the chance to own a house of his own in Kyoto in his lifetime.
Moreover, they were soldiers when they were in Africa. But now he is an employee of the weapons group, and his level of freedom is completely different.
Two hundred million in employment fees to save one person.
For the car, the house, and the girl far away.
"I'll go with you!" Bai Hu stood up and hurried upstairs to change clothes.
Half an hour later, Ye Qing and his party took seven cars and quietly drove to Nankan Town.
Nankan is a place name in Shan language, which means Jinjiang. Because Dayingjiang River is also called Dajinjiang in Shan language, it got its name.
It is an important town in northern Myanmar and the most important town dividing Shan State and Kachin State. And it faces Ruili Nong Island across the Daying River.
The Land Rover was running in the night, and light rain was falling from the sky, making a clanging sound on the carport.
Wang Xue was driving, and Peng Fei was sitting in the passenger seat.
A man in his thirties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tough look on his face, wearing a special military uniform without armbands, he looked smart and capable.
The carriage was a little dark, but Peng Fei could see Ye Qing's face clearly: "I didn't expect the boss to be so young!"
Song Youqing knew that all of his subordinates were arrogant and arrogant. Although they retired and became employees of the weapons group, they still had not changed their true nature as soldiers. In the military, those who worship the strong are strong. Ye Qing's handsome face is very deceptive: "He is the youngest internal guard Wu Kui."
When Peng Fei heard this, the corners of his mouth trembled involuntarily.
Although there are specialties in the art industry, internal guards and special forces are two different things.
But there is no doubt that the internal guards are definitely better than the special forces, let alone the internal guards Wu Kui.
"I haven't been a guard for many years!"
"You'll die if you don't pretend!" Song Youqing rolled her eyes at him: "I let Peng Fei ride in this car just to get you to know him."
Ye Qing asked with a wicked smile: "Your salary is not paid by the Red Star Group, right?"
"Of course the salary is paid by the weapons group." Song Youqing snorted coldly: "But I also want to benefit my brothers."
Ye Qing smiled: "Isn't two hundred million in benefits enough?"
Peng Fei smiled bitterly and said: "In Africa, this kind of rescue mission is commonplace, but the boss gives us too much money and we dare not take it!"
Ye Qing looked at his honest face, then stretched out his hand and said, "Let me meet you, my name is Ye Qing."
Peng Fei was slightly startled and quickly held his hand: "Peng Fei, the firearms expert of the Ordnance Group."
"This money is not from me, but from my employer." Ye Qing then explained with a smile: "I heard from my aunt that you haven't saved much money in Africa for so many years."
Peng Fei is a little embarrassed. The allowance in Africa is very high, but no matter how high it is, it cannot beat the soaring housing prices. Everyone is rich in Africa, but immediately becomes poor when they return home.
Song Youqing arranged for them to work in the weapons group, and their monthly salary was just over 10,000 yuan. There would be subsidies for field work, but it was still within 20,000 yuan. After paying off the car loan, there is very little left on the house loan.
But how to answer this sentence? If you are in the military, you can proudly say that you are serving the people.
"They are all honest and honest men, don't embarrass them!"
Ye Qing chuckled and said, "Auntie, there is no shame in making money. Besides, after they take off their military uniforms, they are men and the backbone of the family. If they don't make money, how will the whole family live?"
He turned to look at Peng Fei: "We came to northern Myanmar to make money, so there is nothing to be embarrassed about, but..."
"but what!"
"To be honest, armed rescue, this kind of thing is a bit dangerous."
Human lives are not valuable in northern Myanmar, but the lives of veterans from the country are much more valuable.
If it weren't for Song Youqing's repeated requests, Chen Juncai should have earned the money.
However, if Chen Juncai is allowed to rescue Wang Zhongyang, there is really little hope for him to come back alive...
