Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 388 The First High-Precision Sniper
"Oh, and over there, it's used to test some equipment, such as drones and so on."

Sean pointed in the direction of the multi-purpose area and introduced it.

“It was very well done and very professional. It makes me look forward to the next job.”

Torreglev nodded with satisfaction. Apart from its small size, this place was almost perfect, with all the necessary functions and facilities.

The two entered the elevator again and reached the third floor. After coming out of the elevator, what came into view was not the space on the third floor, but a metal space with a metal door in front of them. There was an electronic display screen on the door, which was very sci-fi.

"This place is different from the ones above. It belongs to the research area. Only relevant personnel are allowed to enter each floor. Fingerprint and iris recognition are required to unlock and enter. In addition, there are guards on duty 24 hours a day on each floor. The security level can definitely be said to be first-class."

Sean explained, walked over and pressed his finger on the display, then put his eyes closer.

"Welcome, Mr. Boss."

As an electronic synthesized sound rang out, the metal door slowly opened to both sides, revealing the true appearance of the three floors.

The first thing that catches your eye is some staff members wearing white clothes and various mechanical equipment.

"This is the research and development center for firearms design and various individual equipment. The entire third floor is divided into multiple areas, including pistols, submachine guns, grenade launchers, automatic rifles, light and heavy machine guns, sniper rifles, individual anti-tank missiles, various throwing objects, and other individual weapon research and development areas."

The researchers inside were a little surprised when they saw Sean leading people in, but no one asked too many questions. They just said hello and continued to busy themselves with their own work.

"Hi, Boss, good afternoon."

A guy who looked to be in his 30s seemed more enthusiastic. After greeting Sean, he cast a slightly curious look at Torreglev.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Robin. Is your work going well here?"

Sean responded with a smile. Noticing Robin's curious look, he pointed at Torregrev and introduced them to each other: "This is Mr. Vic Torregrev, from the Tupolev Design Bureau of the Russian Federation. This is Mr. Marn Robin, a firearms genius from Poland. He graduated from the Warsaw Institute of Technology. He is only 32 years old this year. He already owns an excellent high-precision sniper rifle of his own design. Well, of course, this gun is still in the stage of being perfected."

Robin's joining was an unexpected surprise for Sean. He originally planned to start with simpler firearms such as pistols or rifles, so that he could lay a certain foundation for the group. However, he did not expect that Robin would join the company with a high-precision sniper rifle that was not yet fully developed. He did not even think about it at the time and directly appointed him as the head of the firearms design department with an annual salary of one million US dollars + a dividend of 3% of the annual turnover.

But don't underestimate this 3%. This number may seem small, but now the entire group's business in hot spots is very large. The Middle East and Africa have agents, who provide the group with a steady stream of orders, and there is a trend of becoming the best in the industry under the giants. Of course, there are also Mali's underground resources and the industry share it occupies, which are the real big ones. It is precisely the support of these large orders and Mali's profits that allows the group to maintain a healthy operation without ever worrying about the problem of the capital chain. Except for Leslie, Ryan and Cen Lutao, he has never accepted any external capital injection, and the three of them only have 300 million US dollars. According to the number of employees in his company and the high-standard salary and benefits that have always been provided, 300 million US dollars will not last long.

Of course, the reason why the business can be expanded to such a large scale and still be stable is not because of the large number of agents, but because there are enough employees, they are elite enough, and the weapons and equipment are luxurious enough, that's all.

It is no exaggeration to say that many small and medium-sized countries may not dare to confront the RFG Group now.

Of course, Mali’s profits are not included in this dividend distribution. They can only get dividends related to arms sales.

"Tupolev Design Bureau!"

Robin was surprised to hear that the other party was from Tupolev Design Bureau, one of the top ten design bureaus in the Russian Federation. He didn't expect that Sean could actually dig out such a talent and bring him back to the group safely. He knew how closely the Russian Federation watched these talents and they would kill them all if they disagreed with them.

"Everything is fine, Boss, the working environment here is very comfortable,"

After being surprised for a moment, Robin immediately gathered his thoughts.

"Hello, Mr. Robin, my name is Vic Torregrev, you can call me Vic."

After hearing that the other party had an independently designed high-precision sniper rifle at such a young age, Torreglev attached great importance to it. Although the two parties are on different tracks, a young person who can independently design a high-precision sniper rifle and get Sean's recognition can at least prove that the other party is capable.

Sean is not a good man. Wanting his approval is enough to prove that the other party is not a fool.

"Hello, Mr. Torregrev, I'm Marn Robin, you can just call me Marn."

The other party showed him enough respect, so Robin naturally wouldn't lose face. Besides, the words "Tupolev Design Bureau" alone were enough to make anyone take it seriously.

"By the way, Boss, I have some good news to tell you."

Robin seemed to remember something, turned around and said to Sean, with a hint of joy in his tone.

"Oh? The good news that you can personally mention is about that high-precision sniper rifle?"

Sean's eyes lit up. Robin brought up good news at this time, and it was probably only the progress made on the high-precision sniper rifle.

"Boss, you are really prescient. As for the high-precision sniper rifle, we have basically perfected it and will soon be able to produce samples for the testing phase." Robin looked happy. This was the first new high-precision sniper rifle that he independently designed and perfected. He was worthy of his joy and pride.

If this gun proves to be effective after testing and performs well in battlefield use, he will become a world-renowned firearms designer with this gun, which is the lifelong pursuit of every firearms designer.

The famous firearms designer Kalashnikov can become the greatest firearms designer with an AK, Dragunov is known to the world with an SVD, and Maxim has a pivotal position in history with the Maxim machine gun. There are many such figures, such as Mauser, Olin, Makarov, Bardin, Spakin and so on.

(Of course, they will not have only one work. Here we only mention the most well-known masterpieces. Even if you are not a military fan, you know AK, SVD, and Maxim.)
There is no gun designer who does not want to be like the above-mentioned characters. To become such a character, the prerequisite is to have a masterpiece. This first gun, as his first work, is of great significance to him. Naturally, he hopes that this gun can perform well and become famous when it is actually put into use.

"Great, this is great news, man. Remember to call me when you test it. This is our group's first work, and I want to witness its birth in person!"

There was a smile in Sean's eyes. He had no reason not to be happy about such good news. Once the gun performed well during the test, it would mean that it could be put on the market. It would also mean that he and the RFG Group would no longer be a simple private arms dealer, but a military-industrial group. They would become the top players in the industry, which was definitely cause for celebration.

"Of course, Boss, I'll let you know as soon as possible!"

After exchanging pleasantries with Robin for a while, Sean continued to take Torregrev downstairs.

The entry procedure for the fourth floor is exactly the same as that for the third floor. Both require fingerprint and iris recognition verification. If the verification fails, the alarm will sound and no one can enter or exit without permission.

"The fourth floor is our research and development center dedicated to various individual equipment, such as thermal imaging, drones, wireless headsets, goggles, various sights, tactical vests and other equipment. However, we don't have enough personnel to fill it at the moment. The group is just in its infancy and everything needs to be done. There is nothing we can do about it."

The fourth floor is relatively empty. There are only a few researchers on the entire fourth floor, and none of the few people who are there can really design something good enough.

"It's understandable. If Mr. Sean has everything here, including personnel and equipment, then there are only two possibilities."

Torregrev nodded in understanding.

"Oh, what two possibilities?"

Sean cooperated by showing just the right amount of curiosity. He knew with his butt what the other party meant by the two possibilities, but this is when the role of emotional intelligence was reflected.

When someone tells you something with confidence and a firm tone but does not finish it all at once, you must not give the answer directly, because this means that the other person just wants to see your interested expression or hear your questions. Even if you know the answer, it is best not to say it directly. Although the other person may not say anything, it will make you feel uncomfortable. Appropriately showing interest and curiosity will make the other person feel inexplicably happy.

(To put it bluntly, it is the joy of successfully pretending to be a good person. Of course, if you really want to make him uncomfortable, then you don’t need to consider his emotions.)
"It's very simple. The first possibility is that you are an agent pushed to the front by a big gangster, and the other possibility is that you have more powerful capital behind you. In short, there must be someone supporting you, otherwise this kind of thing would never happen. Such talented people are the objects of competition among major capitals or big countries. It is difficult for a new group to recruit enough people in a short period of time."

Torregrev shook his head and spoke seriously.

Inside

In fact, it is really like this. If you have no one behind you, how can you, as an unknown person in the industry, have enough talents when you are just starting out?

Is it because of your big face?
"But based on my research on your deeds, you would never allow this to happen. You are a proud person at heart and would never allow yourself to be controlled by others. Simply put, you want to make money. You can use any means to earn dollars, but you are not willing to earn it on your knees."

It can be seen that Torreglev has done some research on Sean. It seems that the other party started to do a lot of homework after receiving the invitation from Sean. Perhaps it is because of this that the negotiations between the two sides can reach an agreement so easily. Of course, there are also too many reasons given by Sean.

"It seems that Mr. Torregrev knows me very well. I really don't want to be controlled by others. This is one of the reasons why I am unwilling to accept external financing."

Sean nodded. The other party had done a good job on his research and his analysis was very pertinent.
After visiting the fourth floor, Sean took Torreglev down to the last floor.

"This is our last floor. It is mainly used for escape and refuge. There are all kinds of underwater weapons and equipment, such as underwater pistols, underwater rifles, camouflage diving suits, oxygen tanks and other equipment. When our headquarters is breached, this is our lifeline."

Sean pointed to the various weapons and equipment here and introduced them.

"One question, Mr. Sean, there is no section on aircraft design here, how can I start my work?"

Torregrev frowned a little. There seemed to be no suitable work area for him here. His specialty was aircraft design. You couldn't ask him to design guns or individual equipment, right?

If Sean really did this, he could only say that the other person was a complete idiot, extremely stupid.

"Please rest assured, Mr. Torregrev. Our group does not currently have any work in this area. You should know the main reason. It is difficult to find enough talents to join us. But please rest assured, I will contact the construction team to expand the entire underground area. One floor will be used as a research and development center designed specifically for aircraft. And during this process, Mr. Torregrev, your salary will not change. This is not affected by external factors. Even if you are resting, I will still pay you a satisfactory salary."

Sean did not show any hesitation in answering Torregrev's question, and immediately gave the other party enough patience to explain. He did not want the other party to have the impression that he was strong-limbed, simple-minded, and did things without thinking.

"Okay, I figured it out, sir."

After hearing the other party's explanation, Torreglev naturally had no objection.
(End of this chapter)