America's Big Hero

However, even if it is an empty shell, not everyone can get this thing.

To put it bluntly, there are not many in the world that can independently complete the manufacturing technology of this empty shell.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. What is really important is the meaning that Sean gave this gift to say. Today, when his plan to purchase missiles is explicitly rejected by the United States.

Fahd's palace is resplendent and magnificent, and the banquet is also of the highest standard, but everyone is a little absent-minded, and the thick and long guy he just saw just pops up in his mind from time to time.

Everyone is aware of the situation, and they have realized something.

The banquet ended a little hastily.

Sean, Fahd, his younger brother, Prince Sultan, and Aziz Al Saud, half-brother of King Fahd, who is first in line to heir.

The four sat across from each other in a conference room.

"It can be seen that King Fahd likes the little gift I gave." Sean said with a smile: "I heard that the king mentioned the purchase of missiles."

"Yes, unfortunately, the White House refused." Fahd sighed.

"Yes, the White House is leading the two treaty negotiations. As the leading party, it is impossible to sell missiles at this time. You, the king, know this."

"Yes." Fahd nodded.

"As far as I know, YL's planes are always patrolling the Persian Gulf, with the purpose of attacking oil carriers in Laos." Sean suddenly changed the subject, "Several oil tankers under my name have also encountered similar things. , I don’t know what’s going on in Saudi Arabia.”

Speaking of this, Fahd's face was a little ugly, "YL people should go to hell."

Since the end of the Two-Y War, the oil transportation environment in the Persian Gulf has become very poor.

YL's planes frequently patrol the Persian Gulf, targeting oil tankers transporting oil in Laos, with the purpose of cutting off Laos' economic sources.

For this reason, many oil tankers in Saudi Arabia were also affected by the disaster. Of course, it is more likely that they were blatantly bombed wrong.

But so what!

Saudi Arabia's condemnation sounds like a noisy neighbor to YL, and what they get in return is at most a mistake, and sometimes they don't even bother to say it.

Heretics are more hateful than pagans. For the Arab world, although everyone believes in Allah, YL, who upholds different teachings, is the number one enemy of the Saudi-led Middle East oilmen.

Both sides wished that the other would die immediately.

Of course, YL would not dare to bomb oil tankers flying the flag of Umbrella Corporation.

Especially after Xiao En had successive conflicts with Ah San and Ma Lai, Umbrella's resolute counterattack made YL people have to calm down.

"I think Saudi Arabia should have some weapons that some countries where terrorism prevails fear." Sean said with a smile.

"We think so too, but the current international situation makes it very difficult for us." Fahd stared into Sean's eyes and said slowly: "But I know, my friend, you must have brought good news, Is it right!"

"Haha, of course, of course, you know, Rockefeller and Saudi Arabia have a long history of friendship."

This is true, the first oil well in Saudi Arabia was drilled by Rockefeller.

Fahd's father, in 1901, led 40 camel soldiers from Kuwait to attack Lizhid in 1902 and ascended the throne.

It took 30 years to unify Saudi Arabia, and opposed Zionism and communism diplomatically. In 1933, it leased a large amount of land to Rockefeller, making Saudi Arabia a major oil producer and exporter.

"Of course, we're friends, always have been."

The two sides did not mention the subsequent nationalization movement and other games. At least for now, Rockefeller still has huge interests in Saudi Arabia.

"So, what is the good news, I can't wait." Fahd didn't mind expressing his urgency. This is well known and there is no need to hide it.

"Currently, there is only one country capable of producing ballistic missiles that is not in the two treaty negotiations led by the White House, Huaxia!" Sean leaned forward slightly and looked at Fahd with a smile.

Fahd raised his eyebrows. Of course they knew this, and they did have a plan to buy ballistics from that big country in the east.

But the problem is that Fahd's father insisted on anti-G, and until now, Saudi Arabia has not established diplomatic relations with the East.

Moreover, even if these current obstacles are overcome, obstacles from the United States will also be faced.

Now that the guy in front of you is here, don't try to hide it from the White House.

Seeing that Fahd remained silent, Sean smiled and continued, "The gift I gave King Fahd just now came from China, and the Rockefeller family likes to make friends very much."

"Not only do we have many friends in the Middle East, but we also have a very good relationship with that big country in the east."

"The Rockefeller family made a lot of efforts to break the ice back then."

"And some time ago, I just ordered 60 missiles in the east!" Sean smiled and compared a 'six', "It's a great thing, it can calm down many hot-headed people instantly and become amiable."

Hearing Sean's words, Fahd and the others immediately became short of breath, "Can you tell me the specific parameters?"

"It's just obsolete technology. It's more suitable for a small thing that a private company like me can play with. It can only carry a warhead weighing 1000 kilograms, and the range is only 600 kilometers. It can't hit Hedland." Sean said lightly, But Fahd and the others have already heard it and started to laugh.

"I want it!" Fahd said impatiently, "Mr. Xiao En, you can set the price whatever you want!"

The tone is so loud that the aura of a local tyrant is fully exposed!

Sean, shamefully heartbroken.

Forcibly suppressing his excitement, Xiao En continued: "It's just some obsolete technologies, the range is not far, and the power is not great."

"We are very sincere!" Fahd stared at Sean's eyes, and stretched out a finger, "1 million pieces, 60 pieces, I want it!"

'Pfft' Sean couldn't control himself and sprayed on the spot!

Damn it, big dog!

Clenching his fists hard, Sean forced himself to calm down, 6 million won't satisfy him!

"I know that Saudi Arabia is very sincere, but there is a problem. As a friend, I must remind you." Sean solemnly extended a finger and said, "I am willing to help my friends, but you only have one purchase." There is only one chance!"

"It is legal if there is no prohibition, but after this time, I will not be able to persuade the parliament to open a second opening!"

"We must cherish this opportunity. The things we buy must make Saudi Arabia not have to worry about any external threats in the next 40 years!"

"So, they have to be state-of-the-art."

"I think you must understand what I mean, my lord."

Fahd and the others looked at each other, turned sideways and muttered in Arabic for a while. There is no translator here, so I'm not afraid that Sean will understand.

"The United States must have known it, and it is not difficult to guess."

"Not necessarily, I don't think the United States will want us to get this kind of weapon that can guarantee safety for decades, but Sean doesn't care so much, this guy dares to do anything for money, fight with YL, fight with Ah Three dozen, fighting against the Malays, he probably wants to intervene in it."

"So, I guess it's his own initiative, if he can make a lot of money in it, then he will try to make a deal, if it doesn't make him money, then there is no chance .”

"If you earn enough, maybe there is a second chance!"

"We just want missiles, the best missiles, as long as we can get them, we don't care that much."

"Then promise him!" Fahd said.

"Mr. Sean." Turning around, Fahd looked at Sean and said, "I think you must have a plan. What kind of missile do you think is suitable for us?"

Sean showed a big smile, "The scud in the old Sa's hand next door is called a short-range tactical ballistic ballistic. The technology comes from the Germans during World War II. It's an old thing dug out of the garbage dump, which is of little value."

"Including the 600-kilometer one I bought, in my eyes, this kind of short-range ballistic missile is just to scare people."

"With Saudi Arabia's national strength, either don't buy it, or buy the world's most advanced medium-range ground-to-ground ballistic!"

"The length exceeds 20 meters, the diameter exceeds 2 meters, the weight exceeds 60 tons, and the range exceeds 2500 kilometers. Super big guy!"

Sean stood up, roughly tore off the map on the wall, put the map in front of the four of them, stretched out his hand and drew a big circle on the map, "From here, from under our feet, the range covers all of YL. It can reach the Soviet Union in the north, and cover the entire territory of Italy in the west!"

"The entire Middle East, Eastern Europe, and most of the African continent are all within our range."

"Can carry 1500 kilograms of conventional explosives!"

"I'm talking about explosives, not warheads, real explosives, the kind that can flatten a building once fired!"

As he said that, Sean slammed his fist on the map, "Of course, you can also carry that kind of boom, a small thing that makes the whole world quiet."

"It's fucking truth!"

Sean said beamingly, "When we show this thing, whoever is going to fucking talk to us!"

"polite!"

"polite!"

"gentle!"

"Let YL's air force base, naval base live in fear all day long!"

"Let them prepare all the planes and warships to be blown into pieces at any time!"

"This is the fucking weapon of the country, this is the fucking missile, guide! Bomb!" Sean waved his arms fiercely.

I, Sean, the best missile salesperson in the whole world!

none of them!

Seeing Xiao En draw circles on the map, listening to these vulgar words, for some reason, the four of them just felt their blood boil.

I'm so excited that I can't help myself!

The four of them felt refreshed when they thought of holding a batch of such missiles in their hands, and the leaders of the surrounding countries turned blue with fright.

I, Fahd, King of Arabia, pay money!

"They really have such missiles." Fahad asked loudly without suppressing his excitement at the moment.

"Of course, they have more advanced ones, which can reach the United States and send the white house to heaven!" Sean said with raised eyebrows.

"NO, NO, NO!" Fahd shook his head quickly, "I don't want this kind of thing, I don't want this kind of thing, 2500 kilometers is fine, that's all, how much is it!!"

Xiao En laughed loudly when he heard this, "I haven't gone to talk to them yet. Before I go, I need to know how many pieces of this powerful weapon the King's Pavilion needs!"

"Of course, the more the better, um, how about 50 coins?"

"Wow, that's a great number. It's at least equivalent to a 7.5-ton equivalent tactical nuclear bomb." Sean said in an exaggerated tone: "This is equivalent to the power of five nuclear bombs that were dropped on the book that year!"

"It's enough for us to wipe Hedland off the map!" Sean wiped his neck.

"So, how much is Your Excellency the King going to pay for erasing Hedran?!" Sean bewitched.

"60 billion!" Fahd swallowed involuntarily.

"A piece of 1.2 million!?" Sean's eyes widened instantly, as if he had been insulted, "That's a powerful weapon with a range of 2500 kilometers!"

Fahd also felt that it was a bit too much, and the price of a single piece was not counted just now, which is really impossible.

"That's a bit beyond our budget, so we can only buy a little less. Of course, I have no interest in erasing Hedland, 2 million, 30 pieces!"

"That's equivalent to 3 nuclear bombs." Sean looked 'difficult', trying not to let himself laugh out loud, "Oh my God, it's hard for me to speak when you're like this."

"2.1!"

"I need to go through a lot of connections. The White House and those councilors are not easy to convince!"

"2.2!"

"Hohohohoho." Sean looked at Fahad for a moment, his eyes full of beautiful knives, "It's not easy to transport those things back. Once detected by the US military, the aircraft carrier fleet will definitely be dispatched!"

"2.3, no more!" Fahd gritted his teeth. He was a little frightened by Xiao En's eyes, and he had a feeling that this kid wanted to eat himself.

"I can find a way to persuade them to carry out directional modifications for you, such as increasing the charge of the warhead, which is Saudi Arabia's security for 40 years!" Sean grinned, "But, you have to pay more!"

"2.4, absolutely no more, this has reached the limit of our budget!" Fahd said with red eyes.

"Hahahaha, dear His Majesty King Fahd, from now on, you are my half-brother, don't worry, your business is my business, believe me, no one knows how to buy missiles better than me !"

Sean laughed and stretched out his hands to grab the 63-year-old Fahd's arms and said: "Brother Fahd, wait for my good news!"

"Farewell!"

"No delivery!"

After all, Sean didn't want to delay for a moment, opened the door and walked out, shouting loudly as he walked: "Norris, notify the crew members, get ready to take off immediately, immediately, immediately!"

Seeing Sean's excited appearance, Fahd grinned. He was curious, how much money Sean could make from this?

5 million?

6 million?

Or 10 billion?

"There shouldn't be that many." Prince Sultan frowned and calculated in a low voice. "If it is really like what he said, with a launch distance of 2500 kilometers and a warhead of 1500 kilograms of TNT, it will cost more than one billion."

"At least 2 million!" Crown Prince Aziz Al Saud said affirmatively, thinking about the prices of the weapons they bought from the United States.

"A missile like this is more deterrent than five F5s!" the Crown Prince said with certainty.

This statement was unanimously agreed by the other two. YL's F14s are expensive, and the maintenance costs are high. When it comes to threats, it's just that.