Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 16: Three years since the beginning of the chapter
  After hearing this, Ahmed raised his eyes and looked at Sean. Sean thought for a moment and said, "Sixty thousand US dollars, I promise you, but I have to see the ID first. After you send the ID, the money and goods will be settled."

The old wolf on the other end of the phone heard the strange male voice coming from the other side and knew that the real owner was here. He frowned and said, "Sir, I can't do anything without seeing anything."

"Twenty thousand dollars." Sean's tone was unquestionable: "I will pay you twenty thousand dollars as a deposit first, and I will give you the remaining balance after I see the ID."

The old wolf on the phone was silent for a while, and finally agreed: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Sean said: "Okay, now our most important thing is settled, let's leave it at that."

The next day, Sal really brought five or six men to Sean's factory. To be precise, it should be the location of White Pigeon Security Consulting Company.

"Hi, Mr. Sean, we meet again!"

From a long distance away, Sal said hello with a cheerful smile on his face.

"Mr. Sal, welcome!"

Sean went up to him and shook hands with him, greeting him cordially. He casually glanced at the five or six men following him from the corner of his eye. Well, how should I put it, they all looked fierce, but they were all average. Good stuff, at least Sean didn't smell anything of the same kind.

"Haha, let's go and take you to visit my company!"

Following Sean into the factory, Sal's eyes flashed with envy. This factory was more than twice as good as his shabby place. Look, how spacious it was. It was not like his place. Not to mention the shabby place, the place was still nice. Xiao, this made him even more convinced that there was definitely someone behind Sean, some big arms company, some chaebol, or even some government. Otherwise, if he could use such a factory with his life, would he be able to use it?

No one would say no to green US dollars. The allure of Franklin's ugly face is so great, and Sean in front of him represents Franklin!

Sal's smile became more and more enthusiastic, and he said directly: "Sean, my friend, you promised me that you would give me a batch of goods at a low price."

Sean laughed and said: "Haha, of course, let's go, buddy, I'll show you around my warehouse. Hi, Bra!"

Xiaobra ran over quickly: "I'm here!"

"Go and ask Ahmed to guard the door, and then take these friends to rest." Sean pointed to a few of Sal's men behind him and said.

After giving the instructions, he turned to Sal and said, "Come on, man, come with me!"

The two of them were chatting and laughing along the way, and seemed to have a very good conversation, but this was just on the surface. Even Sal was wondering if he had been deceived. Otherwise, it was because Sean's place was too simple. Well, he has absolutely no background as a big arms dealer.

Look, there are only a few people in such a big factory, and none of the military vehicles have been seen so far. This is not the treatment that a guy with people behind him deserves. This is really not what he should be. You must know those Successful arms dealers each have a lot of manpower, as well as various types of transport helicopters and other vehicles.

This was really not in line with Sean's situation, but out of caution, he was still going to take a look at what was in Sean's warehouse.

Squeak... bang...   As the slightly rusty rolling shutter door was pulled up, a strange smell came from inside, which made adrenaline soar. It was the smell of gun oil. Sal looked at the scene in front of him with a shocked face. .

The first thing that comes into view are various types of mortars, grenade launchers, light and heavy machine guns divided into categories, followed closely by wooden boxes containing various types of rifles, submachine guns, pistols, various types of projectiles, ammunition, etc. They are all products from the World War II period, giving people the illusion of walking into a military museum.

"Oh maiga!"

With an excited shout, Sal rushed in with a crazy look on his face, hugged an MG-34 general-purpose machine gun, took a deep breath with an intoxicated look on his face, and gently rubbed the gun body with his palms.

"MG-34 general-purpose machine gun, also called the 'Solothurn 3' general-purpose machine gun, is an outstanding work of the Mauser Company. The entire gun and tripod weighs 42.3 pounds (about 19.2 kilograms), has a total length of 1219mm, and fires the Mauser Type 98 7.92mm bullet, theoretical rate of fire of 900 rounds per minute, muzzle velocity of 755 meters per second, can be fed with 200 rounds of ammunition from a belt or 75 rounds of drum ammunition. It is the world's first general-purpose machine gun, It served in the German army for five years and was used until the end of World War II. It killed countless dead souls under its muzzle and was known as Hitler's chainsaw. Believe me, my friend, even though it is old, no one can ignore its deterrence!"

Listening to Sean's eloquent introduction, Sal came back to his senses and said, "I know it! This is an excellent battlefield killer. I want it. It's so charming!"

Sean immediately beamed: "Haha, believe me, it won't let you down. Although the weapons here are basically from the World War II era, they are all well-maintained. You can buy all the weapons here with confidence!"

Sal tentatively called out a price: "How about selling it to me for twenty thousand dollars?"

"make a deal!"

When Sean heard this, he didn't think much about it and immediately made a decision.

The current market price of MG-43 is about US$6000-10000, no more than US$, which is just right.

"Come on, let's look at something else. Take a look at this Sulotong 20mm cannon. It was an excellent anti-aircraft cannon during World War II. It also has good lethality on flat surfaces. The total weight of the gun is 1653.5 pounds (about 750 kilograms). The tube length is 1300㎜, an absolute killer!"

"Look at this, the Thompson submachine gun has a fast rate of fire, a maximum ammunition load of 100 rounds, and a muzzle velocity of 282 meters per second. Believe me, this submachine gun is definitely good enough!"

With Sean's tireless introduction, Sal eventually bought 44 Thompson submachine guns, 34 StG-20 assault rifles, two Deggarev DP light machine guns, one MG- general-purpose machine gun, and Surro A mm machine gun and some ammunition.

Well, how should I put it? It can be said that it does not open for three years and lasts for three years after opening.

But Sean was a little curious about what this guy wanted to do with so many weapons. You must know that these weapons are simply a dimensionality reduction strike for the current group of AK-using militants in Iraq!
  It’s like killing a chicken!
  Although he was curious, Sean would not ask more. Sometimes curiosity can be present, but it should not be too strong. He suppressed the curiosity in his heart, silently took out his calculator and started to calculate the accounts.

"The total is... one hundred and fifty-three thousand US dollars."

Sean licked his dry lips, and even looked at Sal with a more cordial look.

(End of this chapter)