When you are rich, there is Rheinmetall; when you are poor, there is Rheinsteel!

Sonia's plan was actually the plan he had used in his previous life.

It was only in the previous life that the entire Iranian Revolutionary Guard would understand this truth after the conflict between Lebanon and Israel in 2006.

After understanding this truth, they slowly changed their minds, strengthened cooperation with neighboring countries, and strengthened themselves.

It is now 2003. If you understand this truth three years in advance, you will have three more years to make arrangements.

In three years, you can do a lot of things.

After standing up and cleaning up the things on the stone table, Lin Yu slowly took out a notebook from his arms, took a pen, and started planning in the notebook.

"The first step is to establish your own economic department. I know this is a bit troublesome, but this is the foundation."

"A good economic sector can allow you to obtain more benefits."

"The second step is your first barrel of oil. I suggest starting with infrastructure and agriculture."

"Because everyone wants to live in a big house and eat more food, by starting from these two aspects, you should be able to get some oil trading quotas."

"You should be self-sufficient in infrastructure-related materials and steel. It doesn't matter if you don't have enough. As long as you pay for it and provide oil, there are some cheap second-hand blast furnaces for you."

"In terms of agriculture, I took a look at the news released by America's Ministry of Agriculture. Your food self-sufficiency rate last year was a bit low."

"We have an old saying that if you have food in your hands, you will not panic in your heart. America also has an old saying, which is that when neighbors gather grain, I gather guns, and neighbors are my granary. It is all about food issues."

"In the next few years, if there is no large-scale war, your population will increase further."

"Your food self-sufficiency rate will be further reduced. If you take the lead in making achievements in agriculture, you will be very popular."

"If there is a need, I can find relevant agricultural experts to help you."

"But you have to keep their personnel safe."

"If someone dies, I will take action."

"Finally, when doing these things, remember to spend some money on advertising, and let your people learn about publicity."

"With these two tricks to win over people's hearts, you should be able to win some positions in the election. At this time, you need to find a southern city to serve as your second base."

“It’s best to be an oil city, so that when you get the oil benefits, it’s a matter of course, and the rest will be easy to handle.”

"While obtaining these benefits, you also need to show yourself to Iran and abroad, proving that you are stronger and more trustworthy than the National Defense Forces."

"There is a complete teaching method in the book I gave you. Just read it carefully and it will be enough to learn it to 70%."

“Finally, there’s the weapons and equipment.”

"There are several options. The first one is to purchase some production lines from me and go back to us and then be self-reliant."

"The second type is cooperative research and development. This is the kind of cooperation I have with Lebanon. After a while, they will have rocket launchers."

"The third option is to purchase directly, just like you did the last few times."

"Which way you choose is up to you, but no matter which way you choose, you need money."

The word money instantly extinguished Sunia's enthusiasm. She gritted her teeth and began to think about which plan would suit her.

He was silent. Next to him, Hassan moved his butt forward, cautiously stuck his head out, and asked Lin Yu:

"Mr. Lin, can you tell me why I feel like you are very tolerant of helping us?"

Um?

The sudden words caused Lin Yu's brain to freeze for a moment as he was writing at his desk, but as soon as he rolled his eyes, he figured it out.

It was probably Sunya who asked him to say this.

In a very simple way, one person sings the white face and the other person sings the red face. In fact, there should be one person singing the bad face.

A smile appeared on his face. He did not speak, but finished writing the remaining words in his hand, pushed the notebook in front of Sunia, and then sat up straight.

While stretching, he explained:

"We have an old saying in China: Helping others is helping yourself."

"Iran is at the heart of Eurasia, and its location is more important than the Balkans."

"If Iran falls into the hands of the Americans, and Afghanistan is already reduced to a mess, then America will have completed a de facto encirclement on us."

"This feeling is very unpleasant."

"Similarly, this is why we are willing to help you."

"I said this today just to let your Commander Sunia and the senior officials behind him see the situation and our attitude clearly."

"I don't want to control you, but I want to stand on the same line temporarily based on my defense against America."

"If Commander Sunia feels there is no problem, we will sign an oil exchange for supplies and a detailed development agreement. After the agreement is signed, the first batch of supplies can return to Iran with you."

After saying that, noticing a trace of hesitation on Sunia's face, Lin Yu stood up calmly and walked towards the main entrance of the small building in the courtyard.

Not long after, he appeared in the yard again with a large dark green book.

He put the green book in front of Sunia, tapped it lightly with his hand, and said:

"If you can't make a decision now, Commander Sunia can think about it slowly in this courtyard."

"From today on, this courtyard belongs to you, Commander Sunia."

"Including the big yellow dog at the door."

Big yellow dog?

Sonia slowly turned back and looked at the big yellow dog at the gate.

The big yellow dog is very smart. When he noticed that someone was looking at him, he immediately changed from a lying position to a sitting position, opened his mouth, and looked at the three of them very happily, with his tail wagging constantly.

Looking at the big yellow dog, Sunia's irritable heart immediately calmed down. She raised her head to look at Lin Yu and said calmly:

"I need to think for a day and study your plan carefully before I can give you an answer."

"Can."

Lin Yu nodded cheerfully, raised his hand and patted it three times. Several strong men outside the door walked into the small courtyard, and then stood neatly in front of the three of them.

Pointing at the three of them, he introduced them softly: "Three chefs, I have already given detailed instructions on your eating habits."

"Just order the food you want."

"I go first."

Nodding to a few people, Lin Yu stepped out of the small courtyard. As soon as he stepped out with his front feet, the big yellow dog swooped down with his back feet.

Unfortunately, the chain is too short.

Didn't pounce.

Outside the small courtyard, Tang Shouren, the leader of the base security team, stood upright on the roadside, looking at everyone passing by with stern eyes.

Walking behind the other party, Lin Yu coughed lightly and said, "Don't scare people. Let's go and rest first."

After saying that, he took steps and walked along the road to the small courtyard more than a hundred meters away to the south.

Tang Shouren followed quickly, looking back at the courtyard where Suniya and the two were.

Xiang Lin Yu asked: "Director, you said the plan, but those two foreigners didn't agree?"

"They need to think about it."

"Then isn't our plan for free? What if he gets it for free?"

"Let him have sex for nothing. As long as he dares to use it, he is already in trouble. Is there no problem with security?"

"Just rest assured that there will be no problem."

On the other side, in the courtyard, standing on the second floor of the small building in the courtyard, Sonia turned a blind eye to the surrounding scenery and kept staring at the notebook in her hand.

It took him a long time to finish reading the text written in Chinese characters in his hand.

As soon as he raised his head, Hassan poked his head out from the side and whispered: "Teacher, Lin Yu has arranged security around the area. It is very tight and safe."

After reporting the safety situation, he pointed at the notebook in Sunia's hand: "Do we really want to go his way?"

The student's question brought a bitter smile to Sunia's face. He simply handed the notebook in his hand to Hassan, turned around and put his hands behind his back, looked out the window indifferently, looked at the square lotus ponds and crops, and said:

"He is using the Chinese conspiracy."

"What he's betting on is that even if I don't cooperate with him, I have to follow his path."

"You take the notebook and study it. I'll contact the president and see what his opinion is."

Leaving Hassan by the window, Suniya turned and walked to the next room. She took her mobile phone and hesitated for a long time before pressing the international call button.

Suniya was asking for advice, all the way to the west, far away in Egypt, in the southwest of Buhaira Province, Bir Huqair.

It is located at the junction of the Nile Delta and the Sahara Desert. Yellow sand and cultivated land intersect here, forming a strange area.

Likewise, this is also the favorite haunt of the nomadic Bedouin Arabs in the desert.

In the southwest corner of the city, there is still some lake water. Dozens of half-dead trees surround several courtyards made of loess.

In the house in the middle of these courtyards, the Russian arms dealer Ido Vladis Seryosha looked at the Arabs in front of him, his whole face turned red, and he wanted to curse and kill, but the people in front of him turned red. People have more weapons than him, and there are more people than him.

As a low-level arms dealer who walks the streets, he knows very well that power is stronger than others. Even if he wants to fall out, he has to wait until it is safe to do so.

Forcibly suppressing his anger, he angrily asked the five old Arab men opposite:

"You said I cheated you on the price of guns, then tell me, how did I cheat you?"

"You have to make it clear to me. If you talk randomly without evidence, then I think our cooperation will end here."

Seeing his expression of not shedding tears even when he saw the coffin, the old men across from him also became angry. They all had sullen faces and nodded to the young people of their respective ethnic groups.

The young people received the signal and walked out of the room with a sullen face. After a while, they walked in with weapons.

With just one glance, Seryosha recognized the guns carried on the backs of those young men.

In the AK47 imitation competition, he defeated the AK47 and won the first place in the imitation competition with 56 punches.

Because there is still a three-edged military spur hanging on the head of the gun, which can be called the finishing touch.

Several young people walked into the room, took off the gun from their backs, reached out to fiddle with the three-edged bayonet on the gun head, squatted down, and shook their hands vigorously.

The bayonet wobbled but did not jam the barrel.

This time, Seryozha's sullen face did not freeze, and he burst out laughing.

This laughter made the Arabs present unable to hold back.

They glared at Seryozha as if they wanted to eat people.

Sensing the anger slowly rising in the hearts of this group of people, Seryozha put away his smile, walked up to the nearest young man, and stretched out his hand to signal the other person to give him the gun.

The young man looked at the tribal elders, hesitated for a moment, removed the bullet from the gun, and handed the gun to Seryosha.

After taking the gun, Seryosha stretched out his hand to fiddle with the bayonet, then his body suddenly sank, and his hands and wrists shook upward.

A crisp click sounded in the room, and the bayonet hanging on the muzzle was hung on the muzzle accurately.

At this moment, a faint murderous aura emanated from the person holding the gun, scaring away several young people who had just received the gun.

They took a half step back, which was seen by Seryosha. This time, he did not laugh, but lowered his head, disassembled the gun, and studied it carefully.

The butter in the receiver was still very clear, indicating that this batch of guns had just been out of the warehouse not long ago, and it was even possible that they had just been taken out of the warehouse and arrived here.

After reaching this conclusion, Seryosha picked up the receiver and scanned it bit by bit, trying to find the manufacturing information of this batch of guns.

God will not let down those who work hard. Finally, he found a string of information at the bottom of the bolt assembly, near the buttstock.

It was a string of Russian, and he was also familiar with the information represented by the string of Russian.

[Made in July 1977 at the Izhevsk Arsenal]

After reading this string of characters twice, the arms dealer from Russia couldn't help rubbing his scalp.

As we all know, the Izhevsk Arsenal is too busy producing its own AK rifles, let alone producing guns like this one.

Of course, it won't be the Chinese, because they don't have that much free time. If you want to engrave words on this bolt assembly, you need a device.

That costs money!

It's not their style to spend money on this kind of thing.

After spending two minutes reassembling the guns and handing them back to the young man in front of him, Seryosha sat cross-legged on the carpet, looked at the old men opposite him, and tempted them:

"How about we do a deal?"

"The content of this deal is very simple, as long as you tell me who sold these guns to you."

"I can sell you these guns at a 20% discount on the basis of your purchase of these guns."

"How?"

The 20% price reduction is very large, but not large enough. The old men opposite Seryosha looked at each other and communicated with their eyes for a moment. The man sitting in the middle slowly raised his hand, raised three fingers, and said in Arabic:

"30%!"

"Deal!"

The happy answer made the old Arab men regret it, but after hesitating for a long time, the old men still agreed to the price reduction.

The old man on the far left supported the ground with his left hand, tremblingly moved his buttocks, and took out a digital camera from under the carpet under his buttocks.

He turned on the digital camera and handed it to Seryosha, pointing to the photo on the small screen and said:

"It's this American named Hamilton."

Cough cough cough——

A violent cough came out of Seryosha's mouth.

Because he knew this bastard, and he also knew that the other party was working for Hanks McCain!

As arms dealers active in North Africa, everyone basically knew each other and knew who they were working for.

When nothing happened, everyone was at peace.

When something happened, it was the other party who was at fault.

But he really couldn't imagine that this batch of 56 submachine guns was actually sold by this bastard!

So, who is the guy who is selling the guns behind the scenes?