Red Alert: I am a sheikh in the Middle East

It is the one that produced a total of 4 units and cost 10 yuan.

Zhang Ga got up from the bed and said, "Wait a minute, let me check the parameters."

As he said that, he ran quickly to the combat command room outside, clamped the phone between his shoulders and ears, and called up the parameters of the suicide drone on the computer.

Of course, it is not about the existing parameters, but the parameters after technological upgrades.

The LV2 warhead has a load of 60 kg, and its performance has been greatly improved.

The load of the LV3 warhead is 180 kg, reaching the top level of similar technology in the world.

One upgrade is 1000 million.

Kaka clicked the mouse twice.

"Okay, 60 kilograms, is it enough?" Zhang Ga picked up the phone and said, "The other performances fully meet the requirements, and it is guaranteed to exceed the one they used before. How many witnesses are there?"

"Witness-136." Zhao Qiming replied casually, but quickly realized that he couldn't help but swear, "What the hell... All right, you quote a price."

"How much does the Witness sell for?" Zhang Ga asked with a smile.

Zhao Qiming stopped pretending and said directly: "The current market price is between US$12 and US$15."

Zhang Ga knew it when he heard it, and said, "Then I must be cheaper than others. For your Secretary Zhao's sake, it's 10 US dollars, and an extra 180 kg load will be given away!"

Zhao Qiming was stunned: "You can also produce 180 kilograms?"

"Yes, it also has satellite guidance and automatic cruise, and the performance is definitely not inferior to similar products on the market, and the price is definitely lower than similar products!"

"Okay, you're a sales genius." Zhao Qiming was speechless, "Then I'll reply to the orderer."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ga was in a surprisingly good mood.

Even a trace of nervousness caused by the approaching night action disappeared in an instant.

In his opinion, this order is as stable as a dead dog.

Not only because he has a thorough understanding of the requirements of the ordering party, but also because he has actual combat cases, coupled with excellent performance and low prices, the products produced by the system are themselves very competitive.

What's more, he still has a lot of room for price reduction.

The cost price is 10 Huaxia coins, and the selling price is 10 U.S. dollars, which is equivalent to 70 Huaxia coins.

Even if he made a [-]% discount, he would still earn blood.

It is reported on the Internet that the "Witness-136" suicide drone that Daxiong is currently importing costs 2 US dollars, equivalent to 14 Huaxia coins.

Already a model of cheap and good quality.

But its own performance is higher and the cost is lower.

What do others use to compete?

……

The time comes to evening.

At the foot of Laohuzi Mountain, which is less than ten kilometers away from Mandage Town, there is a settlement of nearly 2 people.

The owner of the settlement, the chief of the Mahdi tribe, Ibn Mahed, was celebrating his seventieth birthday.

Old Mai Hurd was tall and tall when he was young. He had been a mercenary for six years, and he had built a body of strong muscles.

The current body lack of exercise, coupled with affluent life, has fattened and become an obese old man.

There is no saying that the Garan people celebrate their birthdays with lanterns and festoons.

But each tribe has its own customs, some customs are common, some are unique to each tribe.

The Mahed tribe has a characteristic custom, that is, on the chief's birthday, the most beautiful maiden in the tribe will be enshrined to the chief for a night.

There is no age limit.

Old Mai Hurd, the ability in this area has been exhausted.

But he has many ways to play with the sword.

Ordinary people in the Mahed tribe do not have the right to enjoy dinner.

But the chief family seemed quite lively tonight.

Old Mahed invited all the elders, as well as the chiefs of the twelve medium-sized tribes under him, to form a circle at his home to celebrate his 70th birthday.

The food is ordinary multigrain bread, some vegetables, a small amount of meat, and some dipping sauces.

And a glass of wine per person.

Old Mehd enjoyed a plate of mature steak and a glass of full-bodied red wine alone.

The steak was from the Thousand Star Alliance, and the red wine was ten boxes of domestic dry red that Xiao Wanquan gave him.

"Huh—this wine is not bad."

Old Mahed gulped down half a glass of wine, let out a sigh of satisfaction, then cut off a large piece of steak, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed.

A mature steak, with blood and gravy flowing from the corners of his mouth, hanging on his snow-white beard, making his smile look a bit ferocious.

"Okay, I'm full!" Old Mahed swallowed the steak, stood up, wiped his mouth with a white towel, and dragged his fat body to his bedroom.

He couldn't wait to enjoy the tribal offerings.

At this time, an elder in the tribe stood up and quietly followed behind old Mahed.

After getting away from the crowd, the elder said worriedly: "My lord, Mandage Town has been besieged for 4 days. Should we talk to those Huaxia people?"

Chapter 82

"Talk?" Elder Mahed squinted at his elder, and suddenly sneered, "They won't be around for a few days. I know the Huaxia people very well. They care about their image very much. The reputation of besieging civilians by force is not something they are willing to bear. .”

The elder still frowned, and said: "But the following tribes who rely on Mandage Town for their livelihoods can't bear it anymore."

In old Mai Hurd's slender eyes, a touch of treachery and viciousness flashed across.

He said indifferently: "I will take all their losses from the Huaxia people! Let Mandage Town hang those dozens of corpses in the most conspicuous position!"

"But……"

The elder wanted to say something more.

Old Mahed interrupted him impatiently: "Okay! I'm busy now, you go down!"

After driving away the tribal elders, old Mahed tidied up his beard to make himself look more majestic.

Then, he stepped into the room covered with Persian carpets.

In the corner of the room, there is a little girl of seven or eight years old, with a beautiful appearance, and she is a beauty at first glance.

At this time, the little girl was wearing a costume, hugging her knees and shivering.

There was fear in the eyes looking at old Mahed.

"Hehe, don't be afraid." Old Mai Hurd unbuttoned his robe, while showing a kind expression, and walked forward slowly.

……

"Suddenly—"

Three short bursts of fire knocked down the guard standing guard at the gate of the Mahed tribe.

The MP5SD submachine gun is equipped with subsonic bullets, which suppressed the gunfire to a minimum, and no one was alarmed during the whole process.

Including the downed guard.

Before the corpse had time to fall to the ground, it was gently caught by two black shadows that rushed in quickly.

After posing a peaceful posture for the corpse, the two special forces members gestured to their teammates behind them.

"Crack-"

Like the sound of pressing the shutter, the sniper who followed up also used the PSG90 rifle to quietly solve a distant enemy.

The two special forces teams used a full set of standard Nordic special forces equipment.

Liangkun's "safety" signal came from the headset, which meant that there were no enemy guards within a short distance.

Sang Biao led his people to rush forward at the fastest speed, crossing the obstacle with full weight, and directly crossed a distance of nearly 2 meters in 30 minutes and 400 seconds, and entered the second floor area in a blink of an eye.

"What?" A guard standing guard on the ridge suddenly turned his head and glanced to the left.

He seemed to see something just now, and it passed by in a blink of an eye.

"Nothing!" The companion on the opposite side followed his gaze and found nothing unusual.

"Damn it..." The guard shook his head, and was about to take off his gun belt, but his mouth was firmly covered by a gloved hand.

"Hmm—" the guard was about to struggle, but suddenly his eyes widened.

Because when he saw his companion on the opposite side, his mouth was also covered at this time, and he was stabbed in the throat in the next second!

"Pfft!"

The doctor here is not slow, after opening the throat, he gently put the patient on the ground.

He grabbed a handful of soil and pressed it on the bleeding wound.

After the operation, the bleeding was still stopped.

After knocking down the two of them, Sangbiao waved his hands towards each other.

The crow nodded, and the tall figure leaped to the back of a house, disappearing from the night again.

The Mahed tribe has a circular layout, and the innermost circle is the residence of the chief family, which spreads out strictly according to different levels.

The outermost circle is, on the contrary, the most crowded part.

Because there are a large number of low-level tribesmen living here, even if it is used as an important passage like Mandage, the lives of these low-level tribesmen are equivalent to the level of the original Fakhru people.

Some are even slightly worse.

After all, small tribes like Fakhru still believe in fair distribution. Everyone is not full, but as long as there is food, no one will be hungry.

However, for a large tribe like Mahed, the distribution of materials is extremely unbalanced. The upper class spends a lot of money, while the lower class has a large population, but only a small part of the resources.

Old Maid, a former mercenary, has been baptized by the civilized society of the outside world, and introduced a pyramid-style distribution plan to his tribe, but he did not bring the basic principles of inclusiveness to everyone.

In the innermost layer, Elder Hood was drinking, but he was a little absent-minded.

The old chief's indifferent attitude just now, and the order to hang the corpse made him feel uneasy.

Among the Mahed tribe, Elder Hood can be regarded as a faction that is pro-Chinese blue army.

A lot of communication between the Blue Army and the tribe is done through him.

He has had the most contact with the Blues and has the best understanding of their qualities.

"Chinese people are not vegetarian..." Hood muttered to himself.

He raised his head subconsciously and glanced at the outer layer.

The uneasiness in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.

……

After the special forces passed through the outermost area, the density of buildings ahead suddenly decreased.

The road ahead is also smoother than the outer layers.

But the defensive power has obviously increased several times.

Therefore, the resistance encountered by Sangbiao and others did not decrease but increased, and the speed of their advance was forced to slow down.

And after entering the second floor, Liangkun no longer provided God's vision, but quietly became a bystander through the monitoring of Feng Falcon-2.

This is Zhang Ga's request.

Using the two special teams of Sangbiao and Crow to attack the Mahed tribe is in itself a high match against a low match, and it is a crush of various dimensions.

In the face of these unknown enemies, the only advantage old Mahrd had was geographical advantage.

As for the gap in numbers, as long as Sangbiao and Crow do not get into a fight stupidly, there will be no exchange of fire with a large number of armed men.

Zhang Ga doesn't want the two special teams to rely too much on Liang Kun's vision of God, and Mahed is a good training object.

"Whoa."

Sang Biao crouched behind a mound of dirt, spreading out a topographic map in front of him.