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

Chapter 93 Responses from all parties, new business (seeking subscription!)

"what happened?"

The bearded brother who was sleeping soundly on the camp bed vaguely heard the sound of the cannon, and subconsciously took out the Sig Sauer P226 under the pillow.

He has been using this gun since he joined Extrajudicial until now, even if SIG released the new P320, he has not changed it.

Being on the front line of conflict all year round, the body reacts faster than the brain.

It took several seconds for Bearded Brother to realize that the sound of the cannon was far away from the camp, and the direction seemed to be Panaka's side.

"Maxim, did you hear that?"

Brother Beard walked out of the tent with his gun pointing down, and shouted towards the tent next door.

Maxim is the name of the man in the suit, and they live together as long as they are on missions.

"I heard it. It was the sound of 125mm tank guns. The rebels dispatched armored troops in the city."

Without a gun, Maxim only came out with a satellite phone.

"I'll call and ask."

After dialing a number, he got a lot of useful information.

"I figured it out, it's the people who focus on fire defense. They formed a two-vehicle team to attack Panaka at night."

The white top hat has a special intelligence budget, and Maxim bought several key officers in Busa in advance.

Just now, Busa asked around.

The final report of the Anka Installation Battalion was the news that Jihuo Defense entered the city to implement the contract manufacturing.

"Are they good at night battles? Is the observation team blind?"

"I'm not sure, but I've asked. Not a single vehicle left the camp in the Anka infantry camp tonight. It's the fire defense's own equipment."

Maxim explained to the observation team directly under him.

Previous intelligence has shown that the fire defense has its own weasel combat vehicle, which is suspected to be equipped with at least one Soviet main battle tank.

Due to unknown reasons, these equipment did not enter the Anka installation infantry camp, which caused the current situation.

"So willing to invest, no wonder you have the courage to fight the armored forces of the rebels at night, a bunch of guys who want money but don't want their lives."

After figuring out the ins and outs of the matter, Beard Brother couldn't help complaining.

"When the rebels die, we have to find a way to receive this batch of equipment."

In addition to Maxim's concern about the money in the fire defense account, their weapons and equipment are also eye-catching.

It just so happened that they lost a lot of ground equipment when they fought against the rebels this time. With this batch of spoils, they can recover their blood.

On the way back, Xia Yu didn't know that some bandits were not only thinking about his money, but also about his car.

People can have shortcomings, but they can't be so shameless.

I hope that when they bear the consequences, they can still be as optimistic as they are now.

In the crew cabin of T-64B1M, Xia Yu is operating a rugged laptop.

As for the results of the battle, it doesn't matter how many you say, or how many, you must show evidence of actual destruction.

Previously in Bomatu, only Xiao Anka and his son represented Party A, so you can be more casual.

Now that they're in Panaka, it's in everybody's interest to get regular.

Both tanks have more than one action camera to record the whole process of combat in real time.

After splicing these videos and simply editing them, Xia Yu has already seen 600 million people waving to him.

Some people were happy and some were sad, and a battalion was killed by someone in a battle. The rebels were gloomy and the atmosphere was dignified.

"General, the scene has been surveyed. The four vehicles deployed by Boluo here were destroyed by our same type of 4BM3 armor-piercing projectiles, and the four vehicles on the other side of the blockade were destroyed by anti-tank missiles."

A row of headlights illuminated the entire side road in the third block, and the confidant officer was reporting to Sasu.

"In addition, according to the report of the garrison troops on the main road, the opponent's tank is the same model as Busa's T-64B1M, and the infantry combat vehicle is the same model as the Weasel of the Anka Installation Battalion, but there are many differences in details."

Cold weapons, the weirder they look, the faster they die.

But such a rule does not apply to thermal weapons at all.

Every difference from the basic model is that the Buff is superimposed.

Either increase the attack or increase the defense, the overall combat power is rising steadily.

"It's confirmed, the opponent is PMC, and Boluo deserves to lose."

Sasuke sighed.

He didn't think his subordinates were inferior to Busa's, but he also hired PMC, and the other party hired obviously stronger people.

"Go and inform the people below that armored units are prohibited from fighting at night."

It is not too late to mend the dead.

Since the opponent had such a great advantage at night, they chose to fight during the day.

In this way, everyone stood on the same starting line again.

They can also give full play to their previous quantitative advantages and kill this disruptive PMC company.

Yes, Sasu found that this company has a strong combat effectiveness, but the scale has never been large.

When I was in Bomatu, I often played in single-vehicle teams, but when I came to Panaka, I only expanded into two-vehicle teams.

This time, 8 cars were killed by the opponent, and the opponent used himself as a bait to set a trap to lure Boluo into the game.

They lost to the more advanced night vision system and did not really show their strength.

Switching to the frontal battlefield during the day, he did not believe that eight 8mm tank guns would not be able to kill two vehicles.

Well, the normal situation is like this, but Xia Yu has no other hobbies, he likes to challenge the limit.

Relying on the favorable terrain of street fighting, if the opponent only has 8 T-72AVs, he will not be able to keep him during the day.

Keeping vigilant all the way, the two chariots finally arrived at the Anka infantry camp at dawn.

Little Anka stayed up all night, and had been waiting for a long time with champagne when she got the news that Xia Yu and the others had returned victorious.

"Boom~~"

When the two tanks drove into the camp, Little Anka frantically shook the champagne, and then fired a cork at the leading T-64B1M.

The main gun with the same caliber and armor-piercing shells can't penetrate Miss T's defense, let alone the small oak cork.

However, as soon as Xia Yu got out of the driver's cockpit, he was sprayed all over with foaming wine.

Hans and Domi didn't escape either, but luckily the champagne died down while spraying the weasel, and Kuhn escaped.

As for the champagne at halftime, will there be any problem?
Killing an armored battalion of the rebels is not a half-time.

Busa got the news that the settlement of the project has started now, and the funds can be allocated when the combat records on Xiayu's side are in place.

Party A is more anxious than Party B to settle the project payment, which is the military contracting industry, after all, you know.

Throwing the USB flash drive to Anka, Xia Yu took a sip of the remaining champagne.

Sweet when chilled, it smells like victory and money.

He couldn't taste anything else.

Go back to the tent and change clothes, Xia Yu can still catch up with breakfast.

Milk porridge with two fried eggs is not rich but can fill your stomach.

Long-distance raid + combat + evacuation, everyone was hungry, and a pot was killed in a few mouthfuls.

After replenishing the calories, sleepiness followed.

Xia Yu drove people back to catch up on sleep, while she came to the maintenance tent.

The little Anka is still here, staring at the unfamiliar T-64B1M and Weasel S3 in a daze.

He just watched the video on the USB flash drive. The T-72AV of the rebel army behaved like a blind man, unable to fight back against the two defensive vehicles.

Also, he discovered for the first time that an infantry combat vehicle could destroy a main battle tank so easily.

"Mr. Weasel!"

Seeing Xia Yu coming, Anka, who was squatting in front of the Weasel S3, got up immediately.

"How is my car modified? 4 missiles killed 4 tanks, and the modification fee was directly doubled."

一辆T-72AV报价70万，4辆就是小300万，所以改装费在150万左右。

Little Anka instantly grasped the key point of Xia Yu's words.

God, it turns out that the modification fee is so expensive.

Adding 30 is enough to buy another second-hand Weasel, but the improvement in combat effectiveness is also quite obvious.

As Mr. Sherlock said, he has doubled the conversion fee.

"Very strong, as long as it is not discovered by the rebel tanks, it can take at least two of them before the opponent reacts."

Instead of forming a double car group with T-64B1M, the modified Weasel S3 is an assassin.

It can see the Blood Throat Main Battle Tank, but only once.

As long as it is used well, the results can be very objective.

"Mr. Huang Weasel, the last time you went back to Kongluga to take a rest, the reason was to modify the two chariots!"

Under the influence of old Anka, little Anka is more powerful than before, and seeing things is no longer the surface of the past.

"That's right, Panaka's rebel army is stronger, we need better defense and stronger attack power."

Not only did Xia Yu not deny it, she even wanted to sell the business,

"Anka, your infantry battalion also needs to be strengthened. At least some weasels must have the ability to fight against tanks."

It is to strengthen. This time when I came to Panaka, Xiao Anka felt quite weak.

That's right, the BMP-1 of the rebels ran away when they saw him, but wouldn't he run away when they saw the T-72AV of the rebels?

After all, the king of land warfare is the king of land warfare. Facing main battle tanks, even heavy infantry fighting vehicles, can only run away.

Now that the situation has changed, he can improve the combat effectiveness of the whole battalion through modification.

"Mr. Huang Weasel, does Jihuo Defense provide modification services? Is it the same as this one?"

With the budget approved by Busa, it is unrealistic to upgrade all 7 Weasels, but he is sure of 3.

It is to be changed to be the same as the one in front of me. There are 4 chances to attack the tank.

"Of course, but do you think this one is strong?"

Xia Yu's rhetorical question made little Anka curious, could there be someone stronger?
"I don't know if you feel that when the 3mm machine gun of the Weasel A20 is used for attack, even if it uses DM63 armor-piercing bullets, it feels a little powerless."

Little Anka was eager to say yes.

He is now more and more dependent on DM63, and DM43 can barely be worn, but it is boring.

"Especially when we fought that T-72AV last time, we destroyed a barrel before replacing the opponent."

With the foreshadowing here, Xia Yu finally got to the point.

"If we are equipped with a 30mm gun, one shot can penetrate the side armor of the T-72AV, and three or five shots can end the battle."

With specific data, Xiao Anka can imagine such a picture.

"Yes, 100 rounds (to be on the safe side) can do what DM63 can do, and a few rounds of 30mm armor-piercing rounds can solve it."

In this way, no matter how expensive the 30mm ammunition is, the overall cost is also saved.

Entering the role of a businessman, Little Anka can settle the account.

"I ordered a batch of 30mm cannon systems. When the contract with Panaka is over, I will continue to upgrade when I go back."

Xia Yu patted his Weasel S3 and said.

This was planned long ago, but saying it now successfully mobilized little Anka's emotions.

How much is a batch; if you don’t upgrade this time, there will be no next time; if you upgrade this time...

"Mr. Huang Weasel, I also want to..."

Just when Xiao Anka couldn't bear it and wanted to order an upgrade service, Xia Yu raised her hand to stop him.

"Captain Anka, I can understand your feelings, but I still suggest you go back and discuss with Mr. Anka."

Although Xia Yu wanted to do this business very much, the person who finally paid was Old Anka.

A deal of several million must reach a consensus between father and son.

He wants customers to pay willingly, and the value for money is excellent.

Xia Yu patted little Anka on the shoulder, and went back to the tent to catch up on sleep.

Little Anka stayed where she was, and after careful consideration, she took out her satellite phone and dialed old Anka's number.

"Pa Pa, I have something to tell you..."

If the rebel army is resolved, peace will not be ushered in completely.

Like most countries in Afika, their borders were drawn by former colonists.

Now the colonists are gone, but they have left behind a lot of contradictions and conflicts.

Panaka is a few hundred kilometers further to the east. Although it is their territory in name, it is actually controlled by people who fled from neighboring countries.

They planted indescribable plants there, mined a large amount of high-grade rich ore, and even supported Panaka's rebels in private.

Busa wanted to solve it, but their power radiated to Panaka at most, attacking the rebels here.

The mountains and roads in the border area are high and the roads are far away. It is really more than enough.

But just because you can't do it now doesn't mean you won't be able to do it in the future.

Little Anka is less than 30 years old this year. He feels that he has the opportunity to solve the problems there, so it is particularly important to seize every opportunity to enhance his strength.

The father and son talked for nearly half an hour, and finally old Anka said that he would be back in the afternoon.

After dinner, Xia Yu met his partner.

"Mr. Huang Weasel, congratulations on completing another big contract. The Ministry of Defense said that the money will arrive tomorrow at the latest."

When old Anka came up, he complimented Xia Yu first, pulling the already close distance even closer.

"I also spend money first and then make money. Without the contracts of Bomatu, I really can't bear to change this car."

Xia Yu exchanged pleasantries and brought the topic to today's business.

"Anka told me that the value of this car modification is the 30mm machine gun. I don't know which company's brand it is?"

Old Anka asked Xia Yu for details.

He also knew that the larger the caliber, the better, but the performance of Maozi's 30mm 2A42 cannon was not as good as that of the Weasel's original Rh202!
"The MK30-2/ABM machine gun of Rheinmetall (subsidiary Mauser company) is the same as the Puma of the next generation of Weasel. I have spent a lot of effort to get it. If you really want it, I will give you 3 doors."

Old Anka had an impression after hearing it.

When he was preparing to build the Anka infantry battalion, he knew about the world's mainstream infantry combat vehicles.

Among them, the Cougars can't afford it or maintain it, but they know the performance indicators of this car and don't charge money.

What impressed Old Anka the most was this 30mm programmable cannon. A high-explosive grenade could explode above the heads of enemy infantry.

The performance of the supporting armor-piercing projectile is also better than that of the Viper chain gun of the same caliber of the old magnesium (various calibers, not only 25mm), but the price of the ammunition is really expensive.

It costs a few hundred euros a hair, and you have to have a mine at home to afford it.

Little Anka wants to say that their family really has a mine, but old Anka tells you to shut up.

(End of this chapter)