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Yazov didn't want to push the opponent too hard, so he discussed with Ram Dass and said, "Of course we won't treat our respected guests too harshly. The price of 2340 million US dollars can be reduced to 2120 million US dollars. This price is ours. The bottom line."

Ram Dass waited for the other party to take a look. Even if it was 2120 million US dollars, the Soviet Union still had a large profit margin. His tone was a little helpless, "I need to report this quotation to my superiors. After all, we cannot change the price at will."

Comrade Yazov made a gesture of invitation, and then announced that the negotiations were temporarily suspended, and the two sides entered the stage of suspension.

"Colonel Yegorov, the Indian delegation is obviously unable to hold on. I think India's reporting the price to the superior is the beginning of fooling their leadership. After all, Ramdas' praise of the Minsk by himself will make Kapoor suspicious, but Kapoor can't stand up to the praise of a crowd."

Yazov lit a cigarette in the corridor, and the next step is the key to the success of the Minsk. He has played all the open and hidden cards he can play, and now the choice is handed over to the Indian side. , after all, they are the buyers who make the final decision, and Yazov can only do his best.

"Will they do what we want?" Colonel Yegorov, who was negotiating with Yazov, obviously didn't believe that everything in the plan would go as the Soviet Union wanted.

The whole corridor was quiet and cold, only echoes and breathing sounds between the two sides could be heard, Yazov exhaled a puff of smoke, and said slowly, "Is there a probability? I think it is only 80.00%. The remaining 20.00% is the Minister of Defense card Poole gave up leasing the Minsk, in fact, as long as a country offers to lease the second-hand aircraft carrier to them, the Soviet deal will be aborted at any time. But fortunately, it is clear that no other country is willing to do so."

Yazov threw away the nearly burnt cigarette in his hand, stomped on it with his boots, turned his head and said to Colonel Yegorov, "Wait, it's been a week, and I don't care about the next few hours. To The future of the motherland, the Indian Navy must take over the game."

Chapter 392 A New Round of Competition

General Ramdas is now trying to persuade Minister Kapoor to agree to this arms sale, not only for the Indian Navy, but also for himself.After all, Ram Dass is now the most promising young man in the entire army, and he doesn't want to ruin his future here because of such a disgraceful incident.

So Ram Dass began to brag desperately to Minister Kapoor how many numbers the Minsk had, and even said that if he did not buy the Minsk, the Indian Navy would miss a major development opportunity. Ramdays had already been bought by Soviet representatives, especially after Kapoor heard the offer from the Soviet Union.

And the other members of the delegation also started to fool Kapoor like Ram Dass, because everyone was very concerned about their own future and destiny, and they almost compared the Kiev class to the Nimitz nuclear-powered aircraft carrier.Even if Kapoor is sober, he can't stand a group of people fooling himself like this.

"Okay, as General Ramdas said, the Indian Ministry of Defense will definitely consider what you said very carefully, but the budget of the Ministry of Defense, which is close to 2000 million US dollars, cannot be decided by me alone. We need to pass a meeting to vote ’” Kapoor said.In fact, everyone knows that the so-called meeting voting is just a formality, and everyone knows the result.Anyway, this 2000 million take advantage of India is a given. The Soviet Union has done so much preparations to cheat India. It will be a surprise if India does not take the bait.

Comrade Yazov graciously agreed to Ram Dass' request for a few days of forgiveness. Anyway, the Soviet Union does not need to be in a hurry now, just waiting for the Indians to take the bait.

After several days of anxious waiting, Ram Dass finally got an exact reply from the Ministry of Defense, willing to lease the Soviet aircraft carrier at a price of 2000 million, which made Ram Dass relieved. The delegation did not make less connections and let other generals blow pillows around Kapoor.

After the Ministry of Defense of the Soviet Union agreed to lease the Minsk at a price of 2000 million US dollars, the Soviet delegation and the Indian delegation breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. My private affairs will not be exposed, anyway, it is the Indian Ministry of Defense that will suffer in the end.

A happy ending for all.

When the Minsk slowly sailed away from the Black Sea Shipyard, the face of the Soviet delegation was obviously full of spring breeze. They successfully dumped such a burden on India, which saved a large amount of annual maintenance costs and also increased the cost of the space program. An income-generating fortune, the best of both worlds.It's just that Ram Das and his group looked a little embarrassed. When the photo in the envelope was handed to them, they immediately took it and tore it to pieces.

"Burn them with fire. After all, it would be bad if the pieces were spliced ​​together." Comrade Yazov pretended to remind him kindly, but Ramdas just gave him a glare.But he dared not say anything to Yazov.After all, Ram Dass didn't know how many pornographic photos were still in the hands of Soviet intelligence agencies.It's better to admit defeat than self-destruction.

The news of the successful signing of the aircraft carrier leasing contract reached Moscow, and Yanayev also breathed a sigh of relief, which means that the budget for the new phase of the aerospace engineering plan has finally been settled.Of course, 2000 million yuan a year is just a drop in the bucket for a space program worth [-] to [-] million yuan, and the total budget of the Ministry of National Defense is the big one.But the profits from the Soviet Union's arms sales almost all over the world also laid the foundation for GLONASS' aerospace engineering program.

"The Venezuelan government signed a batch of arms contracts worth 5000 million yuan with the Soviet Union, including the purchase of T72 tanks and upgraded versions of Mi-8 and Mi-17 transport helicopters. It is understood that these arms will be delivered in the near future..."

"In response to the threat from the south, Pakistan and the Soviet Union purchased 8000 Kalashnikov rifles and a small number of anti-tank rockets. It is reported that this is the first time Pakistan has purchased weapons from the Soviet Union in the 90s..."

These news, which are enough to attract the attention of the U.S. Intelligence Agency, are all supported by Yanayev's cronies, Chemezov, the largest Soviet arms export company, is behind the planning, and Victor's return makes the already silent underground black arms Trading came back to life again.He exchanged blood diamonds with the United Revolutionary Front in Africa, took black money from anti-government guerrillas in the Colombian jungle, and even in the Middle East, let local warlords exchange black gold from oil depots for Kalashnikov rifles, Victor's figure Wherever they go, there will be bloody wars in their wake.

"There is no doubt that without my arms assistance, some hotspot conflict areas would not be able to fight a decent war. My goal is to let everyone have a gun in their hands."

This sentence has also become the motto of this dead arms dealer.

And now, Victor, who rarely appears in Moscow, accepted Yanayev's summons for the first time, and this was also the second interview since Yanayev recruited him to the intelligence department.In the past, he traveled around the world as an arms dealer, setting off local wars in the entire world.

"Comrade Victor did a very good job this time. The income brought by the share of the underground arms trade alone has exceeded [-] million." Yanayev flipped through the bill and nodded with a smile on his face.These gray incomes that are not on the table will not fall into their own pockets, but will all be allocated to the GLONASS satellite program of the aerospace department.Yanayev also spent a lot of thought to convince other comrades that the improvement of the satellite program is not to set off a new round of space arms race, but for the future of the Soviet Union's electronic and informationalization.

"The general secretary has won the award. This is just my duty." Victor's humility comes from his awe of Yanayev and his fear of killing him decisively.

"Next you will be transferred to Libya and Iraq, and you may travel back and forth between these two places. Do you have any opinions?" Yanayev asked, throwing a batch of documents in front of Victor, pointing Looking at the photo on the document, he said, "These are the people you want to support, members of the pro-Soviet opposition. When the U.S. military and Saddam's armed forces are fighting each other, help them supply weapons, expand their bases, and try to form a strong armed forces to use against the American military.”

"Like the Vietnam War?" Victor whispered?

"Yes, it's like the Vietnam War. The account that cheated the Soviet Union back then has to be settled now." Yanayev said.

Chapter 393 Arms Competitor

The war in Iraq did not stop with the passage of time, on the contrary, it became more and more intense. In the desert-filled Middle East, you can see T72 tanks that were burned into charred black, and black bones that had not had time to climb out of the cockpit.The ruins after the war, and the refugees who migrated south to escape the war.

Several SUVs were quickly crossing the road, surrounded by armed pickups equipped with 7.62-caliber machine guns. From the perspective of refugees, this was a very threatening small force.Ragged refugees walking on the road cast curious eyes on these cars, and some people stared at these heavily armed guys vigilantly, for fear of shooting them suddenly.

"It seems that these refugees regard us as Saddam's firing squad. In the warring areas, armed personnel of Saddam's firing squad often took advantage of the war to execute Shia refugees. This is not surprising. Here But in Iraq, there is no law, no order, just countless rifles, and black gold."

The guard with a Kalashnikov rifle introduced the recent situation in Iraq to the middle-aged man in a suit beside him.He tried his best to explain the current situation in Iraq in words that the other party could understand, "Saddam's Republican Guard, Kurds, Sunni militia armed forces, and Shiite armed forces divided the entire Iraq into a dozen large and small pieces. The base area, coupled with the U.S. military fighting against the government forces on the front line, now the situation in Iraq is a muddy water. It is said that even the forces supported by the Soviet Union have also been involved, and Iraq is now a veritable powder keg in the Middle East."

Perhaps because he didn't like the noise in his ear, the man in a suit twisted his tie, turned his head and asked, "Is Ankara Province now under the control of Sunni armed forces?"

"Yes, and it is also an area where resistance to the American army is the strongest." The burly guard replied, "American is not a popular term here, it is best to be able to use Arabic, or you will lose your head by then." What happened to different places. People are executed every day, but not everyone gets to be on the news on CNN."

In fact, the guard was wondering why such a member of the CIA would suddenly appear in a troubled area. The only thing he knew was that the indirect casualties caused by this man were never less than the massacres of the Shiites by the Sunnis.

The middle-aged man frowned. He scratched his thin Mediterranean hair and began to think about how to conduct arms trade in places where Sunnis gather.Before, the CIA wanted to open up arms sales channels in various conflict areas in the world, but unfortunately they had a strong opponent-the Soviet Arms Export Foreign Trade Company.

For the mysterious department whose name is only known, the organizational structure and the number of personnel are all kept secret, the CIA has also made a lot of efforts to investigate, but the result disappointed the CIA.Apart from knowing that a certain death merchant who is active internationally is their core figure, they have learned nothing.

Merchant of death.

Thinking of this name, the middle-aged man gripped his pants tightly with his hands on his knees.One of the reasons why the CIA failed to change Mozambique when it tried to support the opposition through arms sales was because this person took the opportunity earlier.By the time the CIA actually gets involved, there is no chance.The reason why the gray arms sales of the United States have been suppressed by the Soviet Union over the years is largely due to the existence of this person.

The middle-aged man raised his head with a fierce look in his eyes.Since the fall of CIA Director Deutsch, the US intelligence agencies have slowly shown a disorganized attitude. The agents and intelligence personnel who were recalled and re-dispatched obviously lost their original loyalty. What kind of torture was suffered in the interrogation room, but what is certain is that the US intelligence community is now a loose place to use privileges to make extra money.

So he approached the senior personnel of the CIA and prepared a win-win plan for them. Through the local intelligence network of the CIA, he, an international arms dealer, would sell arms in Iraq and share the huge profits afterwards.Obviously, such a high-risk, high-reward plan impressed the leaders who were discouraged by the CIA, and at the same time provided guarantees for his implementation of the plan.

"Sir, we're here." The attendant turned to him and said, "Did you see the village ahead? It's where the Sunni elders gather. If you want to do business, you can only go to them. With all due respect, these They're not easy to mess with, I don't know what the CIA's deal is with them, but the only thing these guys see is Americans."

"That's killing." The team leader beside him added the last sentence for the co-pilot.

The arms dealer in suits and leather shoes looked at the fingers of the paramilitary personnel. A group of heavily armed guys were coming out from behind the earthen wall. Only a pair of eyes were exposed from the Arab kerchiefs wrapped around their heads, but judging from the number of people, they far exceeded the number of escorts. This group of mercenaries from the arms dealer.

"Let's go."

He opened the car door, and the others got out of the car with the other party he was protecting. Standing on the hot desert loess, he had a particularly absurd feeling. Is it an act of capitalizing on the enemy and betraying the country by making a deal with the enemy of the US military? ?But now the CIA, whose economy and beliefs are equally difficult, doesn't care about these. Now that they have fallen out of favor in the eyes of the president, they have to earn a living by themselves.

"Welcome American friends from afar, thank you for lending a helping hand at the most difficult time for the country." The leader of the tribe held a wooden stick and saluted the group.But his eyes were greedily staring at the other party's suitcase, the contents inside were what he cared most about.

Talabale, the target of this transaction, is also the best customer of the CIA for arms sales. Although he relentlessly opposes the invasion of the US army, the CIA secretly conducts a secret trade with him behind the scenes to maintain the CIA’s funds in Iraq. Insufficient condition.

"This time we brought a new batch of arms to the freedom fighters. Of course, the location of the transaction is still the same as before. After receiving the money, we will naturally pay you the fire."

"If you are a friend of the CIA, of course we welcome it. But there is one thing I don't understand." Tarabale put his hand into his pocket, and suddenly pulled out a pistol and aimed it at the arms dealer's head.

"But can you explain to me again, where did the CIA personnel who traded with me before go? Was it evaporated by the world, or killed by you. Have you forgotten the always-added content of the previous transaction with the CIA? It must be done by the CIA Agents trade with us, not through unsafe third-party arms dealers."

The arms dealer's guards pointed their guns at these people the moment the other party raised their guns. They were here to protect the middle-aged man in front of them. If something happened to the other party, they would not be able to go back and explain it.But the middle-aged man didn't seem to be afraid of the other party's threat at all. He took off his sunglasses, looked at the elder who was slightly shorter than him, and said unhurriedly, "He's dead, otherwise the CIA wouldn't change someone else." You can choose to terminate the transaction, or kill me here, this is your choice, but I think it is necessary to emphasize to you the consequences you will bear."

"You can kill me, and my teammates, and steal our guns, of course you can do these things, but don't forget that my boss behind the scenes is the CIA, which is more terrifying and vengeful than any terrorist organization. Our boss has always taken a hot pursuit of lost funds. Can your Sunni armed forces survive the next few rounds of bombing and air strikes? Maybe your every move is under the surveillance of the CIA. "

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you choose to refuse. After all, we have other partners, such as the Shia armed forces. Think about it. If they control the country's armed forces, what will happen to the Sunnis in the end? The previous Explosion, assassination, assassination, they will settle with you one by one, right?"

When he said this to himself, Elder Talabale's face had changed. He asked the people around him to put down their guns to show his friendliness.The man in front of him was as scary as the devil in the suit.

"Who the hell are you?" Talabale's tone trembled.