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Chapter 291: The Lion Wants to Buy a Great Killing Weapon

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation , Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

A group of military enthusiasts were all dumbfounded when they saw the

Crimson logo, their minds buzzing.

“Look at this fighter jet.”

“F*ck… the F-22 Raptor.”

Look carefully before you speak.”

“Uh… G-33 Big Bird fighter jet?”

“There’s also a D-6 transport plane.”

“Are these serious designations?”

“The numbers don’t matter, I just want to know if these planes can fly, whether they are real fighter jets or just models.”

“Nonsense, they’re definitely real. If Crimson Corporation can build sixth-generation aircraft, why can’t they make fifth-generation ones?” “Then why don’t they display their own planes? They have vertical takeoff and landing transport planes and sixth-generation aircraft, why aren’t they showing them?”

“Is there a possibility that it’s not that Crimson doesn’t want to show them, but that they’re not allowed to?”

“What would America think if they saw this? Would they go crazy?”

A group of military enthusiasts gathered around Crimson Corporation’s booth growing more frightened the more they looked. It was as if they had dug up America’s ancestral grave.

At this time, Americans and other exhibiting companies noticed the situation here.

To be honest, if they hadn’t just come out of their own booth.

They would have mistaken it for somewhere else.

Seeing the planes displayed by Crimson Corporation and their specifications, one couldn’t say there was no difference, only that they were identical.

This…

Make a call and report back to the country.

Actually, at this time, not only the manufacturers of these planes were making calls, but other equipment manufacturers were doing the same.

Because they too discovered that their weapons and equipment had been copied.

No, not copied, but replicated.

How to deal with this?

The arms business isn’t like any other business, there’s no such thing as appearance patents or technical patents.

As long as you can replicate, you can start manufacturing.

If it were just a copy, it would be one thing.

But why sell it so cheap?

Our equipment, worth 16 million USD, you sell for 8 million USD. That’s deliberate, right?

The phones of the American military-industrial complex were ringing off the hook.

Special departments were asking them if they had lost any blueprints.

Subordinates were asking how to handle the situation.

The financial consortium behind the military-industrial complex couldn’t sit still either.

Let’s figure out a solution.

Tang Rui didn’t know about these, but he had thought about it before, but he didn’t take it seriously at all.

No matter how powerful the military-industrial complex in America was, they couldn’t control him.

As for other methods, that was simply impossible.

So, he just sold them, and it worked quite well.

He had just arrived at his company’s booth when a team from a certain country came to ask about the price, expressing their intention to buy in large quantities.

Not camels.

But lions.

This lion was a variant of Iran of yesteryear.

The original Iran was almost evolving into a monarchic socialist country, but

one belief in divinity turned them into lions.

These issues had nothing to do with Tang Rui.

Domestic affairs of other countries, let them handle it as they wish. He only cared about selling weapons, regardless of others’ domestic issues. “Mr. Tang, are you selling this Militia 3?” asked a military representative of the Lion, looking at the huge missile launcher with slight excitement.

“Selling, but only with conventional warheads, no mushrooms,” Tang Rui casually replied.

Once produced, it was definitely for sale.

It wasn’t his own property, so there was no need to worry about confidentiality issues.

But there were no nuclear warheads, only conventional ones.

If needed, he could also sell a few thermobaric bombs to the other party, as

they were also quite powerful.

“Do you have a firefighting model?” the Lion asked quietly.

“•••” Tang Rui was speechless.

This was American equipment, how could there be any firefighting model?

“No, just this one.”

“Can it be modified?”

“How would you modify it?”

“Like, adding mushroom heads?”

“Buy it and take it home, modify it however you want, don’t ask me.”

Tang Rui’s mouth twitched, saying helplessly.

“How much?”

“The launcher and missile, one set for 4 billion USD.”

Hearing this, the people from the Lion’s home turned to discuss quietly in their native language.

But Red Lotus could translate it in real time.

So Tang Rui could fully understand what they were saying.

Goodness.

They were discussing whether their technology could adapt dirty bombs and detonate them normally.

At this moment, Tang Rui really didn’t want to sell anymore.

The money from the sale wasn’t enough to compensate for the damage to his reputation.

Dirty bombs, those things were nastier than nuclear bombs. They were not

very powerful, but highly radioactive.

“Mr. Tang, does this Militia 3 missile have a mid-course correction separation system?”

“No, all the parameters are listed there.”

“Mr. Tang, we want to buy a powerful weapon and hope you can help us. We

can pay any price.”

The people from the Lion said earnestly.

That expression, as if saying, hurry up and sell me the Big Ivan, I want to use the Big Ivan for misdeeds.

Even if Tang Rui had it, he couldn’t sell it to them.

“Can you tell me what you need the powerful weapon for?”

To strike America?

Or attack the two neighbors next door?

Or are they planning something big?

After hearing Tang Rui’s question, a few people turned their heads and muttered a few words, then whispered to Tang Rui, “We want to take out Tifa, and erase the entire Tifa from the 3D area.”

Erase Tifa from the 3D area?

Gasp!

That’s quite harsh.

Without Tifa in the 3D area, it would be like the West without…

“I have a powerful weapon that I can rent to you for a few hours, guaranteed to make Tifa scream.”

“What powerful weapon?”

“Come with me.”

Tang Rm led the people from the Lion to the sci-fi exhibition area.

This was the exhibition area for the South Heavenly Gate Project, featuring

models of the Xuan Bird, Luan Bird, and Cheng Ying mech.

The largest exhibit there was Tang Rui’s giant mech, Red Karmic Fire Lotus.

After the employees of the CASC worked overtime to set up, write copy, this mech was successfully added to the South Heavenly Gate Project.

They were considered a newcomer to this project.

A crowd surrounded the giant mech.

After all, in everyone’s eyes, the craftsmanship of this giant mech model was

too exquisite, made just like the real thing.

“Mr. Tang, are you talking about this?”

“Yes, take a look at its specifications first.”

Tang Rui pointed to a huge poster next to it.

On the poster, all the configurations and parameters of the Ye Huo Hong Lian mech were listed.

It was 86 meters high, weighed 1588 tons, used a nuclear fusion reactor as its power source, had a magnetic energy control propulsion system throughout its body, an electromagnetic deflection shield, and its weapon was a 40-meter long ultra-high temperature plasma electromagnetic binding longsword and an automatic laser defense system.

To be honest.

With these parameters and configurations, compared to other equipment in

the South Heavenly Gate Project, it seemed a bit lacking.

After all, the weapon system was too rudimentary, just a laser weapon and a sword..