Don't talk about martial arts, I'm a war contractor

Chapter 47
"I have a little donkey that I never ride. One day I rode it to the market on a whim..."

After dinner, Xia Yu hummed a song while taking a shower, feeling so comfortable, her thoughts spread for a while.

In China, he has only raised cats and dogs, no matter how big he is, he has no money and no conditions to raise them.

After all, his surname is not Yu, so he can pour blood into every horse.

But when Afika came, the situation seemed to be different.

This is a paradise for wild animals, and he happens to have the signboard of the Wildlife Conservation Society.

Then rescue some sub-adult big cats who were driven out of the lion group by their father, hungry and full, and orphaned hippopotamuses with tails like propellers...

It seems that these are no longer a difficult task, there is still a lot of fruit francs left in the car, and Xia Yu doesn't even have to pay a dollar.

Done, Bogo Village itself is the resident of the Wild Animal Protection in Kongluga, and it is not a problem to expand a zoo here.

The feeding and shoveling of excrement are directly subcontracted to the villagers, and he is responsible for picking up the cats and it's over.

Donkey you ask?
Donkeys are working, and carrots and concentrated feed are enough.

After taking a shower, Xia Yu got into the air-conditioned room, and was not in a hurry to go to bed and lie on the board. Instead, she turned on the computer after a long absence, entered the account and password to connect to the satellite network.

Since I was a child, I liked to read military science magazines such as "Weapon Knowledge", and Xiayu still has a little knowledge of 120mm mortars. Except for those old guys from World War II, the most useful ones are the active equipment of big countries.

For example, the rifled RTF1 (formerly MO-120-RT-61) of the Chinese people can hit a distance of 13 kilometers, which is not inferior to the 105mm howitzer. It is also well-known in the world.

It's a pity that it is too heavy. The total combat weight is nearly 600 kilograms. The maneuverability of the donkey is poor, and the man will die directly.

As for domestic products, it is better to introduce the Krh/92 mortar from Fenzhu.

The same is true for Lao Mei, who used to use domestic hair products, but later used his own son's K6 to force him to save research funds and save enough budget for mineral water and mutton.

After a little comparison of the performance data of these two 120-force models, Xiayu turned her attention to Wotu again.

He remembered that it was called the W86 type, and it had an advantage in the range of 120 smoothbore mortars, because now the vehicle-mounted mortar system is vigorously developed, and it has been withdrawn from active service and turned to foreign trade sales.

It seems to be a great benefit to Xiayu, but they only go through wholesale channels, not retail.

He can only support domestic production in other aspects, and his current strength is not enough to be a buyer.

Xia Yu slid the mouse and continued to browse the remaining models, and finally found a suitable one for them.

Gram type, M82 PRAM L-type 120mm mortar.

The specially designed towing wheel frame makes the transportation weight only 240kg, and the combat state directly reduces the weight to 178kg, which can be said to be the lightest weight of the 120mm caliber mortar.

So where is the weight? Its shells will be one size heavier than conventional 13kg shells, reaching 16kg per round, and the range will be further increased to 8 kilometers.

It was as if it was tailor-made for their company. The three or five shells only weighed more than ten kilograms, but the gun body was forty or fifty kilograms lighter.

Bought, bought!
After confirming that there is no more suitable model, Xia Yu went to the dark web to place an order.

This way was introduced by arms dealer John.

He only sells light weapons with some barrels, but this gradually cannot meet Xia Yu's needs.

An insider is an insider after all, and he knows who sells them even if he doesn't do heavy equipment business.

Introduction to big customers who take care of their own business is just a matter of phone calls.

Xia Yu had logged on to this website before, and after a brief browsing, he found that the Soviet-type products accounted for more than half of the country.

As far as the BTR-80 he sold before, the state is at most 5% new, and the price of a naked car without ammunition is 35 US dollars. Fortunately, it is free shipping in many places around the world, except for the five good people.

The shipping fee is still too expensive, and I can’t imagine the state of those engines. It will not take much less man-hours to buy a ready-to-new car than to buy an old car in stock, but the cost of raw materials is dozens of times higher.

Regardless of the rags, there are still some new sellers on the website, most of which are special weapons of some small countries.

Xia Yu typed in keywords to search, and quickly found what he wanted.

25 US dollars each, including a towing wheel frame, various accessories, and a total of 20 shells of various shells.

A good match, the price is acceptable, add Xiayu to the shopping cart, choose quantity 3, and match it with an extra supply of 100 rounds of shells.

After all, it is not a vehicle-mounted mortar system. That kind of system can print unlimited ammunition. This kind of system can only spend more money to meet the consumption of training and missions.

As for why they bought three, it was because Xiayu also had to prepare in advance for the company's subsequent expansion.

Now they only have one car group, and there may be group B and group C in the future. Taking the opportunity to purchase the equipment together will save him a lot of energy.

The payment method is virtual currency, which is equivalent to 90 U.S. dollars, and his order will arrive within a month.

I have never seen such a slow online shopping. Xiayu purchases in China, and the most anxious thing is to add money to air freight, but this website does not add money to exchange express services, so I can only honestly use sea containers.

In this way, Xiayu's cannon was still floating in the sea, but the donkey arrived first.

Just after lunch, the village head Saixi drove a donkey to the door of the Chinese restaurant.

"What kind of donkey is this?"

Xia Yu approached and asked.

The donkey in front of him was covered in light gray, only the mane was pure black.

This big black donkey was not of the same breed as the previous big black donkey in their village, and its hooves naturally couldn't be used to deal with zombies.

"We all call it a Kadaz donkey. It has better stamina, but the price will be more expensive."

Sisi bought it for 500 US dollars, and it would be [-] to [-] percent more expensive in French francs.

"It has risen a lot, but it's good to buy it back."

Xia Yu nodded.

Back in the millennium, Lao Xia bought a meat donkey in Afika for only $120, and the price has skyrocketed ever since.

There is natural growth, and there are also reasons for being bought by Chinese people.

Xiayu doesn't eat health products, but he also knows that donkey-hide gelatin health products are so popular that the number of meat donkeys raised in China can't keep up with the consumption of donkey skins. Importing donkey skins from all over the world has become a good business.

In the past two years, the CIF price of a donkey skin is 400 US dollars, and the price of live donkeys reported to the purchase place has also skyrocketed.

"Don't worry, we won't eat you."

Taking the rope from Saixi, Xia Yu stroked the mane of the Kadaz donkey, which was in its prime, and then led it to Zhuzhu's barn.

Maybe it really has blood talent, this donkey is obviously more obedient in Xia Yu's hands than when it was with Saixi.

"Boss, we have to give it a name, we can't keep calling it a donkey, can we?"

Hans took the carrots he had brought from Lao Yu, and discussed with Xia Yu while feeding the donkey.

"Call it BMW, BMW!"

Xia Yu refers to donkeys as horse trails.

"Good name, the terrain here is that BMWs will get stuck when they come, but our BMW can fly with a mortar."

Hans also thought it was a good name.

"What about us?"

"I think we also need to have a nickname, so that it is convenient to call when we are fighting."

It's not easy to reveal his true identity, Hans thought so.

(End of this chapter)