Become a super arms dealer with the workshop system

Chapter 106 MiG 29... can also be repaired
On the other hand, after taking Han Feng to visit the Huaxia truck production line, Majib even temporarily added an itinerary to visit Houari Boumediene University of Technology, which is the best university in Algeria.

Such an arrangement is understandable of course. Majib obviously wanted to show Han Feng the talent pool, and said that if Han Feng moves fast enough, then in this year's graduation season, the Afghan government can come forward to help Han Feng recruit.

It was already evening, and the group took advantage of the opportunity to settle their dinner in the school cafeteria.

Originally, the Algerian side had prepared a rather grand welcome dinner, but Han Feng was still small and didn't plan to make too much publicity, so he asked Bangji's organization to inform the Algerian side that such ostentation was unnecessary.

When he was in college in the previous life, Han Feng’s school also had many visiting foreign guests. He stayed in the cafeteria to eat in order to show his closeness to the people. the one.

"Mr. Han, I wonder how you feel after today's visit?" Prime Minister Majib sat opposite Han Feng with a plate and asked.

"It's really beyond my expectations." Han Feng was not talking about the scene. Algeria's social outlook did wipe out his stereotyped impressions of countries with weak organizational capabilities and weak national awareness in West Asia and North Africa. It seems that they have fought The Revolutionary War country would indeed be different: "Especially seeing these students reminds me of my school days."

As Han Feng said, he looked around. The environment of the school cafeteria in Algeria was not much different from that in China, which really gave him a sense of familiarity.

However, at this moment, at the table next to the two of them, a girl who was watching TV suddenly burst into tears, and the crying seemed to be contagious. In a few seconds, several places in the cafeteria remembered There was a high or low sob.

"This is……"

Han Feng was stunned by this situation for a moment. He subconsciously looked up at the TV not far away. The Arabic news was being broadcast on it, but he really couldn't understand it.

"This..." Majibu, who was also looking at the TV screen, was also shocked. It took a long time before he turned around and explained to Han Feng: "These students should be foreign students from Syria. According to the news, Parr Mira was captured by the Black Flag forces..."

This feeling of broken mountains and rivers, everyone present, whether they are Syrians, Chinese, Algerians, Pharaohs, or even Mishin and Popov behind Han Feng, either experienced it personally or empathized with it. No one said a word, and the atmosphere instantly became heavy.

When Han Feng and his group left the school, some people had already gathered in the square, singing a melodious song in chorus under the faint light.

"That's "Patriotic Warrior." Majibu, who was sitting next to Han Feng, explained: "The national anthem of Syria."

"It's really a tragedy." Seeing this scene, Han Feng felt a little touched in his heart, but he suppressed his emotions and did not express it on his face: "Mr. Prime Minister, in order to prevent the tragedy of Syria from happening again in CAF, I would like Let’s start dealing with arms sales.”

"Of course."

As Majib, it is naturally impossible to accompany Han Feng all the time, so the person who took a group of people to the Ain Osala Air Force Base the next day was a lieutenant general of the Arab Air Force, Mirkud Haibi.

"Mr. Han, according to the current situation of CAF, we don't think those decommissioned aircraft meet your requirements. We need to go to Lucia to restore them to usable condition, but you should not be able to wait that long." Haibi Zhong Will take Han Feng and his party in an open jeep, and slowly drive past a row of Su-24MK fighter jets beside the tarmac: "And here are some aircraft that are still flying but will be retired soon, such as these Su 24."

Han Feng smiled wryly: "Lieutenant General, I think you overestimate the level of CAF's ground support."

Algeria has purchased a batch of Su-34 fighter-bombers to update their fleet, so they can dispose of these old models at a very low price, but it is still a little difficult for CAF ground staff to maintain this complicated guy with variable-sweep wings .

"What's the situation with those MiG-29s in the distance?" Han Feng noticed with sharp eyes that there were about a dozen aircrafts parked at the end of the apron covered by rainproof cloth. From the shape and size, it was easy to see that they were MiG-29S.

Haibi put his hands over his eyes and looked around for a while, then replied: "Well...those planes will soon be replaced by the latest MiG-29M, which are currently only used to maintain the basic training of pilots. Although they can still fly, they are already Not fit for combat."

"Not suitable for combat?"

"Well, the radar and the IRST are out of service due to lack of spare parts," Haiby explained.

"Come on, let's go and see."

If it is the radar on the old MiG 29, it can be completely repaired by the workshop.

Hanfeng's jeep came to the side of the plane, and the system quickly gave a judgment:
【9.13S型米格29S（65%），工坊不可生产：米格29的改进型号，相比原本的9.12型性能有了全方位的提升。】

This is the second production model of the MiG 29. Many notorious problems of the MiG 29 have been improved, such as replacing the new radar, increasing the fuel tank volume, using a new flight control system, etc., but it is a pity that the flight test is already completed. In 1992, only 6 aircraft were finally put into service, but they made some achievements in the export market, such as the dozen or so aircraft that were parked in front of Han Feng.

The Algerian army had a good evaluation of this model, so they bought a batch of third-generation MiG 29SMTs. As a result, when Lucia delivered it, it was found that many second-hand parts were used and the goods were returned. However, this has not been wiped out. Their enthusiasm finally bought a batch of MiG 29M to replace these predecessors in the first two years.

"If my company can provide the necessary parts, can your military repair these aircraft?"

Standing in front of the nose of a MiG-29, Han Feng raised his hand and gently stroked the radome of the plane. Of course, this was not because his XP was an airplane girl, but he used this action to monitor the radar and IRST of the nose. scanning.

"Of course it's no problem. After all, it's just some maintenance work that doesn't involve the airframe." Haibi's eyes lit up. He had learned from the deputy prime minister that the Chinese man in front of him planned to set up a factory in China. He thought it was just to build something Gadgets such as guns and ammunition, but unexpectedly came a surprise directly.

"Can I go and have a look in the cabin?" Han Feng suddenly suggested.

Scanning a radar, even a relatively outdated radar, takes a certain amount of time. It is not only strange but also tiring to touch the radar cover with your hands raised all the time. It would be better to sit in the cockpit.

The ground staff at the airport quickly ran over to remove the cover on the canopy, and then moved a boarding ladder to help Han Feng sit in the small cockpit.

As an aircraft in the 90s, although the overall style is still a Soviet watch shop, it is not as crazy as Han Feng saw in the pictures in the past. At least two multi-function displays have appeared under the HUD.

"Hassan, can you drive a MiG-29?" Han Feng looked at Hassan who was standing next to him on the airstairs.

"Of course you can fly normally, and it's okay to drop a bomb." Hassan stretched his neck to look at the various instruments and switches in the cockpit: "But if you want to fight in the air, it may be difficult in a short time. I need time to adapt. airplane."

"Mr. Han, if you lack pilots, I can help you." Haibi who was next to him obviously heard the conversation between the two.

Han Feng and Hassan looked at the lieutenant general at the same time.

"After the Syrian civil war broke out, their air force suffered heavy losses. Some pilots who had no aircraft available transferred to us for training. I think they should be willing to join you if the price is right."

This was certainly a good choice for Han Feng, but it made Hassan next to him breathless and felt a sense of crisis instantly.

"What about the price?"

"If you can really provide spare parts for repairing the radar and IRST, then it will be $650 million each." Lieutenant General Haibi replied almost without thinking.

This price is not outrageous, but there is still room for bargaining. However, before Han Feng could speak, Haibi continued: "However... if you can sign a contract, you can guarantee to invest and build a factory in our country within one year. If so, then we can offer a friendly price, [-]% off, of course the ammunition is not included.”

"Hiss..." Hearing the number, Han Feng gasped: "Deal."

The temptation is too great.

Investing in building a factory was part of Han Feng's plan, and it wasn't really a condition. However, the price offered by Haibi was exaggerated. As an arms dealer, Han Feng could even make a fortune from it.

In the end, Hanfeng signed a package supply agreement with the Albanian side, including 5 MiG-29S fighter jets in good condition, 4 Mi-24MK3 helicopters modified by South Africa, and an S125 surface-to-air missile system without missiles. And some ammunition, and aviation fuel.

The purpose of purchasing this system is mainly to train CAF air defense missile soldiers that may exist in the future, and to use the three radars in the system-P15 search radar, SNR125 guidance radar and PRV11 altimetry radar to form a set of available at least on paper early warning system.

As an air defense system that has been in service for 64 years, Han Feng really has no way of counting on the S125 to shoot down any combat aircraft. If the black uncles accidentally shoot down any civil aircraft, it will be a big trouble, so just don’t use missiles , and save some money.

This afternoon, Han Feng met those Syrian pilots again under the leadership of Haibi. After hearing the conditions given by BTD, six of them signed a contract with Han Feng.

"Why did you keep the same bank account, or... the National Bank of Qatar?" Han Feng flipped through the contracts of several people and asked curiously.

The six people sitting across from each other looked at each other. In the end, Lieutenant Colonel Mohamed Wais, the highest-ranked among them, answered: "This account belongs to the Damascus government. We can only use this method to help the country tide over the difficulties."

(End of this chapter)