God-level Trader of Rebirth

Half an hour later, a group of tall Mao Russians, surrounded by several Iraqi generals, came in hurriedly.

They were indeed old men, Saddam concluded from their Viking accents and rough appearance.

Moreover, the leader seemed a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
"Honorable President, I am Yuri Victor. In [-], I accompanied our delegation to Baghdad. I had the honor to meet Mr. President." Victor took out the A treasured old photo was handed to Saddam respectfully.

Saddam looked at the wrinkled and whitened old photo, and some vague memories in his brain slowly emerged and became clearer.

He laughed, pointed at the gray figure in the photo, and said, "Well, of course I remember, but at that time, you were still a staff officer, what? Now you have been promoted?"

Victor smiled slightly, and said in a solemn tone: "Honorable President, I am no longer a soldier."

"Huh?" Saddam was a little stunned.

Victor winked at him again, and said: "I am now a trade representative of a European company, and this time I am representing our company to conduct normal business transactions with you. It doesn't matter at all!"

Hearing what he said, Saddam suddenly realized, and leaned forward and backward with a smile: "Not bad! We are a normal business relationship, not an act between countries."

He suppressed his laughter, but he kept cursing in his heart: "Damn old man, you are so timid, why don't you want to sell me weapons, but pretend to be a transaction from an ordinary company! It seems that Mao Russia It's getting worse and worse, so I'm scared by the Americans and hide at home and dare not come out!"

"If we are defeated, I believe it will not do you any good. Sooner or later, American soldiers will stand on your border. I don't know what your country will do at that time?"

Don't hit people in the face, swear at people without revealing faults, this is sophistication, don't you even understand it?
But looking at the other party's solemn expression, he finally knew that he was asking for help from others. After holding back for a long time, he nodded and squeezed out two words:

Then this meaning is too great!

Victor pretended to be calm on his face, but he was complaining in his heart. He was not a real Russian special envoy. At present, he only had a few sets of Scud guidance systems in his hands. He didn’t have any other munitions to sell to them.

As a general who has fought wars for more than ten years, he knows that if this improved guidance system can really reach the level mentioned by the other party, it will definitely be able to reverse the current passive situation to some extent.

Saddam's chest was about to explode in anger.

Saddam turned his anger into joy.

Iraq's airspace allows American fighter planes to enter and exit freely. This is not because your planes are of poor quality!
Our missiles cannot hit the enemy because your technology is not good enough!
Now, you are so embarrassed to ask me if this is the case?
His breathing became a little heavy, and he wanted to walk away several times, but looking at Majid who kept winking beside him, he suppressed the anger in his heart and asked, "Mr. Victor, what do you want to say?" ? The bombing by the Americans is getting more and more frequent, basically twenty or thirty times a day."

He couldn't hide the disappointment on his face. What he needs now is a large number of fighter jets and functional equipment that can restore the radar station. Obviously, these things will not be hidden in this small wooden box.

Within this margin of error, he is sure to blow up the U.S. military to the point of crying.

It's just that he can't get off the stage at this time.

Saddam's heart sank, and the expression on his face became ugly.

Victor is a guy who doesn't wink. He didn't see Saddam's displeasure, but continued to ask: "The hit rate of the Scud missile is indeed very poor. If it can hit the target within one kilometer, it is considered very good." Not bad."

Saddam asked suspiciously: "This is"

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at this time.

Saddam's face flushed with anger, and he clenched his fists tightly, even wanting to overturn the table.

"Okay, then I'll get back to the topic. What I brought this time is an improved product developed based on the navigation system of the Scud missile. It can guarantee that your missile will not be more than 100 meters away from the target circle after launch." rice!"

Saddam's face twitched slightly, but soon changed into an expression of complete fearlessness, and laughed and scolded: "The damn American fly is here again, we don't care about it, but I don't know Mr. Victor , What kind of gift did it bring us?"

In the sky above Baghdad, there was another long, sharp cry.

Thinking of this, he became very excited and couldn't help asking continuously: "What is the price of this guidance system? How many sets are you going to provide us? How long will it take to modify one?"

It is even possible to force them to be led by the nose through the continuous bloodletting of the US military.

"I heard that your country's fighter jets are no longer afraid to take off, and the tanks are also hidden in underground air-raid shelters. Facing the continuous bombing of the United States, your country's only countermeasure is to use the scud Fight back?"

Obviously, his face had already been slapped.

"Thinking about it, your results are not ideal, is that so?"

Victor didn't ask someone to open the wooden box directly, nor did he answer his question, but chatted about the recent war in the Middle East.

Victor was unmoved, just smiled, and waved someone to bring in a wooden box with many wooden boards nailed on it.

The air force commander next to him also came over and said, "It's best to sell us some more Su-27s, so that we won't be afraid to fight them in the air."

"In addition, if you can send professionals to help us rebuild the air defense system, then we have absolute confidence that the Americans will be defeated!"

Of course, the most famous local fruit in Iraq has to be the date palm. He picked one from it and threw it into his mouth, greeting Victor.

"That's right!" Majid, as a diplomatic representative, also said: "If we have two hundred Su-27s, we will definitely be more tough when speaking to the outside world."

This wooden box is not big, only a few tens of centimeters in size. Seeing that the entourage moved it up easily, it can be seen that it is not a very heavy thing.

Although he refrained from getting angry, he still couldn't help mocking Lao Maozi's cowardice.

"I believe that with this system, you will be able to deal an extremely heavy blow to the US military!"

The two guards brought some special products, such as cantaloupe, watermelon, and other tropical fruits. The tropical desert climate in the Middle East makes the local crops seem to be able to store water.

"Yes".

Victor adjusted his mentality and pondered: "We are here this time mainly to help you improve the guidance system of the Scud and test its effect. Our quotation for these systems is 280 million US dollars. 20 US dollars, as for the rest, it can only be decided after I go back and report."

Victor smiled awkwardly: "These policies are made by Mr. President, and I am just executing orders."

The error of 100 meters is quite high.

The old man is really the same as before, he used untried inferior products to cheat money, and their other requests were also deliberately ignored and avoided.

Damn it, you treat me here as a testing ground for new weapons!

With a cold attitude, he told people to ask Victor and the others to rest, but they expressed that they hoped to get back to work as soon as possible and complete the modification of the six guidance systems as soon as possible.

In the face of their responsible attitude.

Only then did Saddam look a little better, and then he was taken to a secret factory.