socalfunplaces Chapter 400
Chapter 400
"How many weapons are there?" Fengyun asked curiously.
"About, about," Alexander said for a long time. Perhaps he didn't know the exact number.
As the commander of the Pacific Fleet, he wouldn't worry too much about this little thing.
"About, there may be equipment that can arm 100,000 people. Although most of them are old equipment, there are also 10% to 20% new equipment among them."
Fengyun was shocked when he heard the number reported by Alexander.
Equipment that can arm 100,000 people, although only 10% to 20% of them are new equipment, is enough to arm 10,000 to 20,000 people.
"What kind of equipment are there?" Fengyun asked.
"Most of them are guns and ammunition, mainly AK, in addition, there are some light armored vehicles, and some short-range missiles..."
After hearing Alexander's story, Fengyun was speechless. Damn, so much equipment, in Africa, it is enough to build a country.
"How about it? Feng boy, do you want it? If you pack it up, I can give you a discount."
To be honest, these things are just some junk in the eyes of their four major fleets. Not only do they take up space, but if they are accepted, they also have to pay annual maintenance fees.
Two-thirds of the ships in their fleet now do not receive regular annual maintenance, not to mention these other junk weapons.
"What price?" Fengyun said calmly.
"A good AK is $100, and the rest of the armored vehicles and short-range missiles will be priced separately according to their specific conditions..."
"No, no, no, old man, your price is too high. You should know that yours is not a new weapon, but junk, and junk is the price of junk."
"Ours is a weapon, not junk." Alexander corrected righteously.
"Okay, okay, it's not junk, but it's not much more expensive than junk." Fengyun complained in a low voice.
In the end, the two sides agreed on the price, and Fengyun packed everything as a whole at a price of $10 per kilogram.
Alexander was responsible for helping Fengyun deliver this batch of broken weapons and equipment to the seaport and load them onto the ship. As for how Fengyun would distribute them next, that was not his concern.
$10 per kilogram, $10,000 per ton, equipment for 100,000 people, including those armored vehicles and short-range missiles. The cost of this business for Fengyun was at least several hundred million dollars.
Alexander and his team not only solved the problem of warehouse occupation and cleaning costs, but also got a generous amount of money for no reason, and both parties were happy.
As for where this batch of weapons will eventually go? No one cares about this.
After hanging up Alexander's phone, Fengyun called Han Bin again.
As the king of the maritime smuggling kingdom, Han Bin's smuggling kingdom accounts for at least one-tenth of all the smuggling routes in the world.
Today's boss Han is very rich, and now, he even has a bodyguard team composed of retired soldiers from Alpha and Signal Flag.
Since following Fengyun to expand his business, Han Bin has a higher vision now, and he doesn't care about those short mules in Hong Kong Island at all.
Maybe in the past, he had to guard against Jiang Tiansheng of Hongxing stabbing him in the back.
But now, it's not that Han Bin looks down on Jiang Tiansheng. As long as Han Bin wants to kill Jiang Tiansheng, half of the signal flag team can complete the task successfully.
Even the smuggling business in Hong Kong Island, whether it is transporting people or goods, if there is no nod from Han Bin, don't even think about transporting in or out a single bit.
"Hello, Brother Bin, are you busy recently?" Fengyun called Han Bin.
"Ah, Mr. Feng, how come you have time to call me?" Han Bin was a little surprised.
The more he knew, the more Han Bin was shocked by the strength behind Fengyun.
Now, he can be sure that there is really a force behind Fengyun that can cover the sky with one hand, Tongzhouhui, Crow Quanpin.
Therefore, he used to call him Brother Feng, Brother Feng, but now, he calls him Mr. Feng all the time.
"Haha, Brother Bin, you are too polite. I am me, the Brother Feng you used to call me. If you call me Mr. Feng again, I will be unhappy." Feng Yun pretended to be angry.
"Well, okay, Feng Xian, Brother Feng."
Feng Yun smiled with satisfaction.
"Oh, by the way, Brother Bin, I want to borrow your ship to help me transport some goods. The destination is Tocharistan. How about it? Is it convenient?"
"Brother Feng, what are you talking about? They are all our own ships. How convenient is it?
By the way, how big is the transportation volume this time? Do you need to keep it confidential?"
Han Bin did not ask FengWhat is Yunyun transporting? There are some secrets that I'd better not know.
Fengyun's way is too wild. The more Han Bin knows about the inside story, the more panic he feels.
What if Fengyun tells him that the ship is carrying nuclear bombs, then is he transporting or not?
"Actually, there are not many. I don't know the exact number. It's just a weapon that can arm 100,000 people. The total weight is probably about tens of thousands of tons. An ordinary large cargo ship is enough."
Han Bin: ...
What the hell, transporting arms to arm a 100,000-man army, what on earth does this guy want to do?
"Brother Feng, listen to my advice. If the Governor of Hong Kong makes you angry, you don't have to attack them. I still have an Alpha unit and a signal flag in my hand. If you need it, I can lend it to you first."
After hearing Han Bin's words, Fengyun's face darkened.
"Brother Bin, what do you mean? Do you think I'm going to attack the Governor's Mansion?"
"Oh, that's good, that's good." Han Bin breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Yun explained helplessly: "Brother Bin, it's like this. Since 10 years ago, the Bear Country has stationed troops in Tocharistan, but now they are so poor that they can't even afford to eat, so they are ready to withdraw.
And the equipment left behind, the old man Alexander sold it to me in a package. How about it, Brother Bin, are you interested?
If you are interested, you can pick and choose from this batch of equipment. There are still some fine products.
At that time, I can sell it to you at a wholesale price of 20 US dollars per kilogram, and then you can find channels to distribute it yourself. It's up to you to make more or less money. If you lose money, don't come to me. I will never give you any." Feng Yun emphasized loudly.
Feng Yun's words made Han Bin a little confused for a while.
When did arms start to be sold by kilogram, and at the price of scrap metal at $20 per kilogram?