Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

"Abdullah, this is the tank assembly plant. The Type 69 tanks it produces have reached the level of second-generation tanks," Qin Yang said, getting out of the car and leading Al-Walid into the workshop to introduce it.

To better conceal his identity, Qin Yang simply called him Abdullah directly. Although there were no foreigners here, it was necessary to prevent leaks as much as possible.

At this time, the factory leaders had not yet rushed over from the entrance. There were still workers working in the workshop. They did not dare to stop the foreigners from entering and allowed them to wander around inside.

The workshop was a full three stories high. When the two walked in, they heard a rumbling sound overhead. An overhead crane carrying a turret moved past them, then descended and landed on a tank chassis.

"Your turrets don't have a basket?" Al-Walid said in surprise. After all, he came from the air force, and his understanding of army weapons was not so deep. He only knew that the tank turrets equipped by his own army had baskets hanging underneath. Without a basket, how could the tank crew rotate with the turret?

Apart from the old Maozi's tanks with automatic loaders, the world's mainstream tanks are still four-man crews, with the driver in the front, and the commander, gunner, and loader in the turret behind.

The turret has to rotate at any time, how can the three people inside rotate with the turret? The Western solution is to make a basket under the turret, and the three people are in this basket, so that when the turret turns, the three people also turn together.

If there is no basket, how should they move with the turret?

"The basket will increase the height of the tank, so our tanks never use turret baskets. Just install a rotating floor underneath," Qin Yang said, "Our tank has the lowest appearance, which will significantly reduce our probability of being hit on the battlefield."

"It can also be like this?" Al-Walid was a little curious.

"What's wrong with that? In the past, tanks didn't even have a rotating floor. The gunner and commander sat on吊椅, as for the loader, he just ran along," Qin Yang said, "The mainstream Soviet tanks are like this. What's so strange about that?"

Al-Walid nodded: "Indeed, the design concepts of the East and the West are different."

"However, for the real users you are transferring to, there will be no difficulty in adapting, after all, they have always been operating Soviet tanks," Qin Yang continued to fool, "Our tank is strong and durable, easy to maintain, and they don't need training, they can find a familiar feeling when they get in."

Al-Walid nodded: "Qin, you are right."

"Moreover, the most important thing is that our tank is cheap. If you don't make any modifications and only buy our existing version, $500,000 per vehicle is enough. Modifying it according to your requirements will cost $600,000 to $700,000 per vehicle."

Five hundred thousand US dollars! This is definitely a bargain price! When he heard Qin Yang's words, Al-Walid nodded immediately: "If it is this price, I can make the decision. We will buy 100 vehicles first and send them to the brothers in need."

Warplanes cost millions or tens of millions at every turn, and Al-Walid cannot make the decision, but now, with tanks costing $500,000 each, he can do whatever he wants. Buying 100 vehicles is only 50 million US dollars! If the country does not agree, he can pay with his own year's pocket money.

At this time, Wang Lin and Nie Yufeng and others ran in panting. Looking at Qin Yang and the foreigner talking and laughing, they felt resentful in their hearts.

Watching the two talking gibberish, Wang Lin asked the translator Xiao Chen who ran over with him, "What are they talking about?"

"Factory Director, the foreigner said to buy 100 tanks for 500,000 each!" Translator Xiao Chen's tone was a little trembling.

Five hundred thousand, one hundred vehicles, that's fifty million! This is fifty million business all of a sudden!

Everyone's heart was full of excitement, and their eyes looking at Qin Yang turned from resentment to gratitude.

The main product of Factory 617 is the 59 tank. Production peaked in 1979, with a total of thousands of vehicles produced, but then it quickly declined. This year, the army's order is only 500 vehicles, and the price to the army is only 200,000 per vehicle. Now, selling 100 vehicles to foreigners for 500,000 each is definitely making a fortune!

"Then can't we earn 200,000?" Wang Lin muttered, "One hundred vehicles can earn 20 million!"

In an era when the basic monthly salary was tens of yuan, a profit of 20 million was also a huge sum for Factory 617.

"Factory Director, they are talking about US dollars. Converted into RMB, you can earn 250,000 more per vehicle." Xiao Chen's every word was stimulating everyone's brains.

The profit of 20 million has become 45 million, close to 50 million!

Comrade Qin has really become the great benefactor of Factory 617!

"Can you deliver the goods by the end of this year?" Al-Walid continued to ask.

It is already October, and there are more than two months left until the end of the year. Can they be produced?

Qin Yang's eyes looked at Wang Lin.

"Factory Director Wang, Factory Director Wang!"

"Yes, yes, we guarantee to complete the task, even if all the factory employees work day and night, we will produce 100 Type 69 tanks!" Wang Lin was about to write a guarantee on the spot.

In his excitement, Wang Lin ignored one thing: How did Qin Yang know him?

They know Qin Yang because he is a very young man accompanying the foreigner. There is only Qin Yang, so how could Qin Yang call him Factory Director Wang casually? He knows his name and position?

"That's right, tanks are the king of land warfare, and the number needed is very large. In the future, we will have to order thousands, or even two or three thousand, to be enough for use," Al-Walid said.

Thousands of vehicles! Two or three thousand vehicles, how much money can you make? Hundreds of millions, billions? Wang Lin can't calculate anymore, he only knows that it is a lot of money!

"By the way, just now you said that these tanks need to be improved?" Al-Walid continued to ask.

Improvement? How to improve? This time it was Nie Yufeng's turn to be confused.

Qin Yang immediately replied: "Of course, it is to improve for the desert climate, for example, the air filter of the engine should be enlarged and easy to clean, for example, an air conditioning system should be installed inside the tank. Of course, the combat effectiveness must also be improved. If you feel that our 100mm rifled gun is not powerful enough on the battlefield, we can help you replace it with a 105mm tank gun at any time, which is more powerful than the NATO standard tank gun!"