Era: Starting from divorce from female college student

Chapter 182: Gambler proves madness
May 25, 1959, the 18th day of the fourth lunar month, today is a good day.

Zhao Mancang came to the HSBC building, ready to sign a contract with Pu Weishi, one loan contract for 200 million Hong Kong dollars and the other a contract to purchase gold.

Two hundred million Hong Kong dollars is not a small amount, as it is equivalent to thirty million seven hundred thousand US dollars.

But Pu Weishi finally succumbed to Zhao Mancang's red envelope. It was a check for seven figures. Even though Pu Weishi was a big boss at HSBC, he couldn't help but be happy when faced with such a windfall.

In this way, Zhao Mancang spent less than two million Hong Kong dollars and successfully obtained a loan of two hundred million Hong Kong dollars.

Although this still costs a lot of money and requires interest, for Zhao Mancang, this investment will not be a loss.

A team of lawyers including Orlyfax will review all the traps in the contract terms for Zhao Mancang, check them one by one, and only after confirmation will Zhao Mancang sign the contract.

Moreover, Zhao Mancang himself could understand the contract, but he was just too lazy to show it.

Of course, Pu Weishi would not do anything to the contract, so this cooperation was completed quickly.

In addition to signing the loan contract with HSBC, Zhao Mancang also borrowed HK$200 million from Standard Chartered Bank and Citibank First respectively.

In other words, the amount of money Zhao Mancang invested in gold this time, in terms of loans alone, exceeded 90 million US dollars.

If we add the 96 tons of gold he owns and the tens of millions of US dollars, his total investment in gold has exceeded 200 million US dollars.

Of course, the purpose of investing so much is to make money, but whether we can make money is still uncertain.

After completing the loan of 600 million Hong Kong dollars, which is approximately more than 90 million US dollars, Zhao Mancang was ready to disappear again.

But Alex had waited for him in advance and blocked him at the front desk of Qifa Building.

"Nicholas, can we talk?"

Yesterday, Zhao Mancang completed a loan contract of 200 million Hong Kong dollars at HSBC. Alex really wanted to know what the money was used for.

In the office, Zhao Mancang sat down with the other party, but did not discuss the specific use of the 200 million Hong Kong dollars.

According to the gold purchasing and holding contract he signed with HSBC, this needs to be kept confidential. It can't be made known to everyone, right?

Investment behavior is a very private matter. If HSBC cannot keep the secret this time, Zhao Mancang will definitely not cooperate with the other party next time.

However, Alex had already known about the loan of 200 million Hong Kong dollars earlier.

"So you still recommend that I invest in gold?"

Looking at Alex's face full of disbelief, Zhao Mancang nodded and said:

"Yes, I do suggest you do this. Of course, whether you are willing to believe it or not is your own business. It has nothing to do with me. And whether you make money or lose money has nothing to do with me either."

But Alex was very conflicted at this time.

After a long while, he looked at Zhao Mancang seriously and said calmly:

"What if, I mean if, I ask you to help me invest? Can you guarantee that I will make money?"

"Sure, I'll deposit it in the bank for you. You'll get interest every month, so it's definitely profitable."

"Damn it, Nicholas, you know that's not what I mean. I want to make money. I need a lot of money. I need to get promoted and make a fortune, understand?"

Alex yelled at Zhao Mancang in a low voice, and it was obvious that the former had lost some patience.

Zhao Mancang's face darkened when he heard this.
"Alex, you should calm down now. Look in the mirror. You're acting like a complete gambler. Don't let your madness and impulsiveness drain away your remaining rationality."

"You're the rising star of the police force. You don't have to be so anxious, okay?"

"And regarding investment, I've told you more than once that investing in gold is the best option."

However, in response to Zhao Mancang's kind reminder, Alex retorted:

"But until now, the price of gold has not increased. Even if I invest, I can't make any money."

After hearing what the other party said, Zhao Mancang was even more speechless.

This gambler is really hopeless.

Zhao Mancang has already planned to find another big boss in the police force to serve as his umbrella.

"Perhaps, if I win this gold investment and make money, I won't need an umbrella anymore."

Once this thought came up, I couldn't suppress it.

But right now he needs to leave Hong Kong Island and go to North America to complete the purchase of food, large trucks, machine tools, etc.

"Forget it, let's go to Mindanao first to meet Lao Mo and the others. That way I can have an 'alibi'."

Mindanao Island, Manila Airport, Zhao Mancang just got off the plane, found a hotel at random, and sent a message to Mo Changzhi and the others.

Half a day later, Mo Changzhi and the other two filed into the hotel.

"Wow, Old Zhao, you really know how to enjoy life. You actually live in such a nice room?"

As soon as Mo Changzhi came in, he was amazed. Mu Liuqing and Zhou Zhengli both looked like curious babies, because it was their first time to see such a luxurious hotel. Of course, they couldn't take their eyes off it, and even felt that their eyes were not enough.

"That's fine. Let's not talk about this for now. You've been here for so many days. Have you made any progress?"

Zhao Mancang smiled and quickly got back to work.

The task of tracking down the lone wolf was not an easy one. When Mo Changzhi and the other two came here, they were completely in the dark and had no idea where to start.

Since arriving in Manila on the 21st, they have been running around like headless flies.

Judging from the current situation, they have gained nothing.

"Old Zhao, what about you? Do you have good news?" After Mo Changzhi finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Mancang with anticipation.

The latter chuckled and said happily:

"You know what, it really is true, but I'm not sure if this news is accurate."

"How about this, we split up tonight and see if we can gain something?"

Mo Changzhi and the other two were immediately overjoyed. They were winning without any effort. It was so cool!

At one o'clock in the morning, everyone who had rested well started to set off for their destination.

"Old Zhao, you're amazing! You even managed to get a car? Good boy, you don't know that the best we can get is bicycles, which is very inconvenient."

Downstairs in the hotel, Zhao Mancang asked Mo Changzhi and the other three to get in the car, but Old Mo started muttering again.

They are all out on the same mission, so why can Zhao Mancang always get such good things?

Comparing people with each other is so annoying!

Mu Liuqing and Zhou Zhengli remained silent because they were also shocked by everything Zhao Mancang had.

"When you're out there, your status is something you've given yourself. There's no need to put yourself in such a difficult position."

Zhao Mancang, who was sitting in the driver's seat, said with a smile:
"Old Mo, you know my camouflage skills are pretty good, so it wouldn't take a Sam man a minute to get a car in Mindanao."

After bragging for a while, the atmosphere in the car became much more cheerful, and Zhao Mancang was happy to chat with them.

However, as time passed and they got closer to their destination, Zhao Mancang stopped chatting.

Outside an ordinary hotel in Kainta, Zhao Mancang and his three companions parked the car on a nearby street and pointed at the hotel not far away.
"Look, this is the place I discovered that's unusual. I'm not sure if I've alarmed them before."

In fact, this place was an abnormal radio signal point he discovered when he was in Mindanao last time. He just took a quick look at it at that time and did not conduct an in-depth investigation.

When we just arrived in Manila yesterday, Zhao Mancang also came here to confirm that there was still something abnormal with the radio signal, so he brought Mo Changzhi and others here.

The reason why he brought them here was to prove that Zhao Mancang was not idle, but was working and doing a lot of work.

"what sound?"

Mo Changzhi, Mu Liuqing and Zhou Zhengli were in other locations and slowly approached the hotel. As soon as they arrived at the foot of the hotel, the former couldn't help but be surprised.

Mu Liuqing's face flushed instantly because she recognized that it was the muffled groaning sound of a man and a woman having sex.

Good heavens, they are here to eavesdrop.

The hotel is small and there are not many rooms. I don’t know whether to say that the hotel owner is lucky or unlucky.

Anyway, what Zhao Mancang and his team can be sure of now is that there are only two rooms in the hotel, and these two rooms contain the people they are looking for.

There was no one at the hotel front desk, so there was no need for Zhao Mancang and the others to take action.

So the four of them aimed at the rooms with two pairs of doors, quietly pried them open, and quietly went in.

The people in the room were so engrossed that they didn't notice any movement at the door. In addition, it was pitch black outside, and there was an ambiguous red light in the room, which made the people inside unaware that the door was open.

Bang bang bang!
It was not the sound of gunfire, but the sound of someone being knocked down and falling heavily to the ground.

Too loud!

"Hey, these people really know how to enjoy themselves."

After seeing the situation inside the house, Mo Changzhi couldn't help but laugh.

There was a light on in the next room, but no one was there.

There were five people in the room that Zhao Mancang and his friends entered, two white Sams and three local women from Mindanao.

The five of them had just experienced a great battle, and this battle made Mu Liuqing retreat with a red face.

"Lao Mo, are you going to interrogate me or should I do it?"

Zhao Mancang showed no mercy at all and knocked out three local female comrades from Mindanao one by one with a knife. But as for the remaining two Sam soldiers, he asked about Mo Changzhi.

The latter is an old member of the 108th Department and is more familiar with the department's style.

At the same time, this is also the first time that Zhao Mancang has cooperated with others to complete the task of tracking down the lone wolf. Who knows, if Mo Changzhi comes to interrogate him, will he be luckier?

"No, you better do it."

Mo Changzhi still wanted to take advantage of Zhao Mancang's luck, so he just wanted to help and didn't want to be the captain.

Since that was the case, Zhao Mancang naturally began to make arrangements.

The two Soldier Sams must be taken away first, and all suspicious information, radios, etc. in the room must also be taken away.

After being busy for a while, Zhao Mancang and his four companions quickly left the scene with two Sam soldiers.

There was also a black car parked in front of the hotel, which should be the car of the two Sam soldiers.

Zhao Mancang and his friends drove the car away. After all, there were six of them in total, and if it weren't for two cars, they wouldn't be able to move.

In a desolate place, Zhao Mancang and his four companions got out of the car, woke up the two Sam soldiers separately, and then began to interrogate them.

When it comes to experience in interrogating prisoners, Mo Changzhi definitely has the most experience, but it is obvious that he is not as good as Zhao Mancang.

Because Zhao Mancang didn't ask directly, he just cut off the person's fingers at the beginning.

No matter howling and wailing, Zhao Mancang continued to chat with him with a nonchalant expression.

Once the other party is unwilling to tell the secret, then increase the intensity and arrange surgery for him directly.

Suturing someone's wound without anesthesia is a very obvious secondary injury.

I have to say, Zhao Mancang is really cruel.

Mu Liuqing, Mo Changzhi and Zhou Zhengli were dumbfounded and could not believe their own eyes: How dare Zhao Mancang do that?

According to the discipline of the 108th Department, what Zhao Mancang did was definitely wrong.

But Zhao Mancang is a doctor after all, the only one capable of performing limb reattachment surgery anywhere, anytime. So if he casually cuts off Private Sam's finger and sews it back together, no one can say anything.

Therefore, Mu Liuqing and the others were even more frightened and envious.

Only Zhao Mancang can afford to use this method, no one else can.

"No wonder Lao Zhao was able to get so much gold. I'm afraid it's because of his skill that he tortured those people to death."

After a while, Zhao Mancang interrogated another Soldier Sam, and his methods were still without any innovation.

But this uninnovative method made Soldier Sam break down and cry, and all the information was revealed.

In order to verify that the information the two people said was consistent and true, Zhao Mancang repeatedly tortured the two Sam soldiers.

Finally, regarding the solution to these two Sam soldiers, Zhao Mancang’s idea was to bury them directly on the spot.

But Mu Liuqing, who was full of compassion, thought they should be released.

Mo Changzhi and Zhou Zhengli compromised and tied up the two of them. They would make plans after the four of them completed their mission.

So, the last two Sam soldiers were knocked unconscious again and taken back to Mo Changzhi and his men's base.

Their base was in an ordinary hotel in the suburbs of Manila. They entered Mindanao as tourists, so it was normal for them to stay in the hotel.

In the blink of an eye, it was daytime and Zhao Mancang was ready to leave Mindanao.

The two Sam soldiers didn't reveal much information. They were just waiting for someone, someone coming from Kimura.

Given the current situation, maybe people from Kimura's side won't come.

Zhao Mancang meant that Lao Mo and the other three would pursue this line, while he would wait for other clues again.

Although Mo Changzhi and the others were not happy about it, because if they did so, wouldn't that mean they would get the credit for nothing?

But Zhao Mancang was firm in his words, so they had no choice.

After leaving Mindanao, Zhao Mancang flew to North America.

In this era, the place with the most food is North America. Even Bai Yongwang's immediate superiors go to North America as their first stop when they go out to buy food.

However, before purchasing food, Zhao Mancang went to the primeval forest near Redmond, Oregon, and found more than 20,000 tons of rutile that had been buried before.

He took out some of the rutile and contacted Johnson Upton, the new owner of the rutile refinery.

"You still dare to show up? Aren't you afraid that we will catch you?"

When Johnson Upton saw Zhao Mancang standing in front of him, his face suddenly darkened and he said in a cold voice.

Everything Zhao Mancang had done before is still fresh in my mind.

Messner, the former owner of the rutile refinery, has been crippled by Zhao Mancang.

At that time, so many people wanted to catch Zhao Mancang, but he still managed to escape.

"Haha, am I afraid of you? I'm just an ordinary person who wants to do business in an honest way, but you don't seem to think so."

Zhao Mancang is skilled and brave, and is not afraid of the other party's threats at all.

"I'm a magnanimous person, so I don't ask you to compensate me for my losses. So much time has passed. You must have received the news from Moscow, right? You can't gather more rutile now. Don't you really need it?"

Johnson fell silent when he heard what Zhao Mancang said.

Because it was obvious that Zhao Mancang had grasped their sore spot.

Although Zhao Mancang acted very well, as if he didn't know the function of rutile and the existence of the Skunk Works.

After all, the Skunk Works is a scientific research unit that is very well hidden. Even the KGB was kept in the dark about it, let alone Zhao Mancang,

But who can guarantee that Zhao Mancang really doesn’t know about the existence of the Skunk Works?
What if Zhao Mancang knew about the Blackbird Project?

Johnson Upton was no ordinary man. The reason he was able to take on the role of director of the refinery after Messner retired due to disability was naturally because of his own qualifications and abilities.

But even so, he didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of repeating Messner's mistakes.

"We do need rutile, but we don't have that much gold, and even the whole world doesn't have that much gold to give you."

In 1959, the Sam family's gold reserves were only 20 billion US dollars, and the base currency was more than 40 billion US dollars.

However, based on the previous price of two tons of rutile for one and a half tons of gold and $1.85 million, Johnson and his team would definitely lose money. Because Zhao Mancang currently has 21,000 tons of rutile, which is equivalent to 31,500 tons of gold, even if Zhao Mancang pays half in gold and half in US dollars.

That is 15,700 tons of gold and 19.44 billion US dollars.

This means that the entire North American gold reserves need to be emptied, and another 19.44 billion US dollars in cash will be needed.

But how is this possible?
In the history of the original time and space, Sam took away tens of thousands of tons of rutile from Moscow and extracted more than a thousand tons of titanium metal from it. This is the origin of the titanium alloy raw material of the Blackbird reconnaissance aircraft.

The cost of each Blackbird reconnaissance aircraft is about 2 billion US dollars, and North America has manufactured a total of 33 of these reconnaissance aircraft.

However, these thirty-three aircraft were not manufactured immediately.

In 11, they developed the first A12 test aircraft and conducted a test flight. When promoting it to the outside world, it used the name YF- fighter.

In fact, because the YF-12 had undergone a large number of test flights to verify the added fire control and weapon systems, it was considered that the fighter technology was not mature enough, and it was finally changed to a high-altitude, high-speed reconnaissance aircraft.

At the end of 1962, a contract was signed for six Blackbird reconnaissance aircraft test aircraft, and other contracts were signed afterwards.

By 1964, 31 Type A Blackbird reconnaissance aircraft had successfully completed their test flights.

In other words, Sam's family only needed to store more than a thousand tons of titanium metal before 1962.

It was now 1959, and they had already stored up nearly 200 tons of titanium rutile ore, with nearly 1,000 tons left.

Thirty-three Blackbird reconnaissance aircraft, each one costs 2 billion US dollars. Even if the titanium metal cost of one Blackbird reconnaissance aircraft is 500 million US dollars, then 33 aircraft will cost 16.5 billion US dollars.

However, whether there is any water in the 16.5 billion US dollars, and the funds paid to Moscow, it is definitely not entirely funds, but an exchange of other resources such as minerals.

After all, what does Moscow need someone else's $16.5 billion worth of waste paper for?
For Sam, they definitely need to develop and manufacture the Blackbird reconnaissance aircraft, but they will definitely not be the one to be taken advantage of.

"It doesn't matter if we don't have that much gold and US dollars. We can just exchange them for something else."

Zhao Mancang heard this and said disapprovingly.

"Aircraft, artillery, tanks, submarines, missiles, and all sorts of patented technologies—well, they have to be technologies I believe are feasible."

Anyway, he was not in a hurry at all. What he was anxious about was Johnson Upton in front of him.

After the rutile mine warehouse of the Avisma Magnesium Titanium Factory in Moscow was looted, it became impossible for Sam to purchase rutile from Moscow.

And the agents of Sam's Intelligence Agency had to escape because the KGB was not a pushover and Zhao Mancang took away all of their rutile.

The KGB will definitely investigate third-party buyers of rutile as soon as possible.

If Sam Intelligence Agency doesn't seize the time to cut off all these connections at this time, they will definitely be traced back.

The most difficult thing at the moment is how to get the rutile in Zhao Mancang's hands.

"Okay, no problem. We're planning on getting 500 tons of rutile this time. The price can't be too high. How about one ton of rutile equals five thousand ounces of gold?"

Johnson took a step back, but Zhao Mancang's eyes widened:
"impossible!"

His asking price was one ton of rutile and one and a half tons of gold, which is 52,909 ounces, but Johnson lowered the price to just 5,000 ounces?

This is too fucking low.

Five thousand ounces is US$175,000. If he buys 500 tons, it will only cost him US$87.5 million, which is too little.

After some bargaining, the two sides finally agreed on a price of 260 million ounces per ton of rutile, or US$910,000 per ton.

Then 500 tons of rutile is 455 million US dollars.

It was neither too much nor too little, but with so much money, in order to facilitate the transaction, Zhao Mancang said that he would trade in ten times, with only fifty tons of rutile traded each time.

In the first five times, he only needed half gold and half US dollar cash, and in the next five times, he could use half gold and half to offset with technology or industrial products such as automobiles.

Over the next week, he conducted transactions at different times and locations every day from nine in the evening to five in the morning, and was the first to complete the first five transactions.

Because just from this part of US dollars, he got 114 million US dollars, and 3.2 million ounces of gold.

In the second week, Zhao Mancang took the lead in trading large trucks with the other party, and got 600,000 ounces of gold, followed by 300 large trucks.

In order to be able to take away these 300 large trucks at one time, Zhao Mancang spent 3,000 experience points to upgrade the system space.

The upgraded system space can hold 50 million kilograms of grain at one time, or 25 million kilograms of grain and 300 cars.

In addition, he returned any excess rutile to the native forests of Oregon.

Otherwise, the system space is not enough.

Therefore, after the transaction was completed, Zhao Mancang didn't care whether the other party had done anything to the big trucks. After watching Johnson and others leave, he quickly put all 300 big trucks into the space.

Then he left the transaction location.

But just after he left, Johnson Upton and his team kept trying to contact the intelligence personnel on the truck.

The result is that he disappeared from the face of the earth.

"Damn it, catch up and contact them to see if it's a distance issue."

Johnson and his group were immediately furious. The technician heard what Johnson said, but shook his head and said, "Impossible, the radio was always on. We were able to contact it just now, but suddenly the signal was lost."

"So either they've been discovered, or they have a signal blocker or jammer."

Hearing this, Johnson shook his head and analyzed seriously:
"That's even more impossible. If he really had such advanced equipment, why would he ask us for a large truck? He also ordered related machine tool technology, electronic computer technology, etc. from us. This shows that he definitely doesn't have such advanced technology behind him. It's very likely that he was sent from Moscow."

Moscow is indeed powerful, but this power is not comprehensive.

Besides, although the signal jammer is not some amazing technology, it does require some really advanced technology to interfere with a radio station, especially one in North America.

Soon, the trackers sent by Johnson also sent back information that they had lost track of Zhao Mancang and could not catch up with him at all.

"How on earth did they do that? That's three hundred huge trucks!!!"

At this moment, Johnson was lost in thought.

In order to catch Zhao Mancang, he applied to his superiors for a price of 26,000 ounces of gold per ton of rutile. As a result, he has spent so much money and bought 300 tons of rutile, but the whereabouts of Zhao Mancang has not been found.

Not to mention the more than 20,000 tons of rutile that Zhao Mancang hid.

If they buy rutile at the current price, there is no doubt that Sam's family will suffer huge losses.

Regardless of whether Johnson and his team made a loss or not, Zhao Mancang had already made a lot of money at this time.

There are still four trading opportunities left, but he does not plan to trade with Johnson and others, but instead looks for others to trade with.

After this period of turmoil, many people in North America have also heard about rutile.

Although the price fluctuates a bit, there are still many people who want to buy it.

Just now, someone was looking to buy ten tons of rutile on the black market.

Zhao Mancang also wanted to see whose general was so brave.

"You have rutile?"

Zhao Mancang met the other party in a bar on the highway in the small town of Scottsbluff, Nebraska.

As a result, the other party was very arrogant as soon as they met, as if he wanted to let everyone in the world know that he was not someone to be trifled with.

A group of people drove sports cars and dressed up fancy, looking no different from peacocks courting mates.

"Here, this is rutile."

Zhao Mancang took a sip of the cellar wine he brought with him without any concern, because he didn't like the beer mixed with industrial alcohol in North America, and he disliked wine even more.

Actually, he doesn't like drinking when he is alone, but this is a bar, so he has to fit in with the occasion.

Reaching out to take the rutile, the gangster Casper examined it carefully and said with disdainful suspicion:

"That's it. One ton can be compared to a ton of gold? Doesn't that mean this three or four ounce piece of stone in my hand is worth a hundred dollars?"

"Haha, since you have never seen rutile, forget it, the transaction is canceled." Zhao Mancang knew what the other party wanted to do as soon as he heard it.

However, he wanted to cancel the deal, but Caspar was not happy.

Casper called his younger brother and quickly took out several bags filled with bundles of US dollar cash.

"Here, here are five million dollars and ten tons of rutile."

When Zhao Mancang heard this, he was so angry that he laughed.

Damn, these punks are even more ruthless than Johnson and his gang. They want to buy his ten tons of rutile for five million dollars?

"Oh my God, I actually believed what a gangster said? Oh, I've never seen such a thing in my life!"

After saying that, Zhao Mancang snatched the rutile from Caspar's hand, then turned around and prepared to leave.

But how could Caspar let him go?
A group of young men all took out guns, including pistols, rifles, submachine guns, sniper rifles, etc. In short, it was quite messy, but it was in line with the local customs and practices here.

That's how they are here. If they disagree with something, they will welcome their guests with guns.

Despite being pointed at so many guns, Zhao Mancang was not afraid at all. Instead, his face was full of sarcasm.

"Is this how you guys trade?"

Just as Zhao Mancang was about to take action, someone stood up from the other side of the bar, looked at Casper and his group, and said with a sneer:

"Casper, you guys are really going backwards. You've even forgotten how to spell death, haven't you?"

Caspar stared at the red-haired man who suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire, but his eyes were full of fear and he didn't dare to move at all.

Originally, he did intend to "force the sale" with Zhao Mancang and swallow up this batch of rutile.

As for the rumors about how powerful the person who holds rutile is, others may believe it, but Casper never does.

As the boss of the Auto Gang, Casper was not afraid of being scared. Otherwise, their Auto Gang would not have grown to its current size in just a few years.

But he never expected that a Cheng Yaojin would appear out of nowhere, and the most important thing was that their car gang could not beat the red-haired man in front of them.

"Leo, don't go too far. This is our car gang's business. It has nothing to do with you!"

Facing the red-haired man, Casper was clearly lacking in confidence.

The group of car gang members standing behind him, clearly holding weapons in their hands, also did not dare to take action.

Maybe some young people who just joined in didn’t know how terrifying the red-haired man was, so they wanted to take action, but they were suppressed by the old men in the car gang.

"Oh, this is my territory. You're stealing my business here, and you still have the nerve to say it has nothing to do with me?"

The red-haired man sneered, then his face turned cold and he said in a cold voice:
"I'll count to three. If you don't leave, you'll never leave. Three, two."

Caspar was very unwilling, but left very decisively.

The decision time was less than two seconds, which made Zhao Mancang laugh.

After Casper and the other young men left, the red-haired man looked at Zhao Mancang and said:

"I'm sorry, sir, I made you laugh. I didn't expect those kids from the Auto Gang to be so bold as to come into my territory and steal my business."

"Oh, look at what's going on. My name is Walker Kruglat, and I'm the general manager of Walker Company."

Zhao Mancang smiled upon hearing this. He said, it was obvious that the person he was meeting was the manager of an underground arms company, not a young man.

So what happened just now was just a misunderstanding, and Zhao Mancang just happened to encounter it.

Now that the misunderstanding was resolved, Zhao Mancang smiled and asked Walker in front of him to see what price the other party was willing to offer.

After some bargaining, the price of one ton of rutile was even higher than the price previously paid by Johnson Upton, the head of the rutile refinery in Los Angeles.

The price of each ton of rutile is 30,000 ounces of gold, which is barely close to the price of one ton of gold, which is not bad.

In order to avoid any further complications, Wokrugrat was also very happy to make the transaction immediately.

What Vorrugrat could pay was gold, US dollar cash, weapons and technology, but what he needed was one hundred tons of rutile.

Zhao Mancang didn't know what the other party wanted to do with so much rutile, but he didn't lose anything anyway.

"No problem. I need to see your weapons first and check them out."

After determining the price and transaction quantity, Zhao Mancang did not hesitate and immediately made his request.

Walker didn't know whether it was out of confidence or something else, but he didn't ask to check the rutile.

So, Zhao Mancang was taken to the building behind the bar. There was a different world here, which turned out to be a small arsenal with heavy security.

"Welcome to our Walker Company warehouse. We have a lot of conventional weapons here. Many of the weapons that Casper had were purchased from me."

Hearing what the other party said, Zhao Mancang was secretly shocked.

The arsenal in front of him was truly impressive, with all kinds of guns and ammunition. No wonder Caspar was so afraid of Walker.

The armory was near the bar, and Zhao Mancang certainly didn't believe that there were no security forces such as Walker's bodyguards in the bar.

So what Caspar feared was definitely the security forces and energy behind Walker.

"In addition to these conventional weapons, we can also sell aircraft, tanks, missiles, submarines, etc."

While introducing the weapons in front of him, Walker took a sip of wine with pride:

"By the way, Peter, do you need weapons like planes and submarines?"

The name Peter was made up by Zhao Mancang. Anyway, his current identity is very casual, even his appearance is randomly disguised, not to mention his name.

"Plane? Sure, do you have one here?"

Zhao Mancang raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked a question.

Seeing Zhao Mancang's expression, Walker also became proud.

"Of course there is, but it's not on this floor, but on the floor below. Please follow me."

So, under Walker's guidance, Zhao Mancang followed to the underground floor and saw seven or eight planes.

Five fighter planes, two bomber transport planes and a helicopter. It is obvious at first glance that these planes are retired aircraft from World War II.

But although it is not the most advanced aircraft at present, it is a brand new aircraft that has not been flown much.

According to Walker, these planes were products sold by aircraft manufacturers to overseas bases after the end of World War II, and were taken over by their Walker Company. These few planes were products that had not yet been shipped out.

After hearing what the other party said, Zhao Mancang fell silent.

Sometimes you have to admit that Sam is indeed very powerful.

The weapons resources held by an underground arms company are far better than those planes parked at Beijing's Nanyuan Airport.

However, these fighter jets in front of him are not urgently needed by Zhao Mancang.

So he just asked for a fighter jet and a transport plane respectively. As for the helicopter, he didn't ask for it.

There is already a banana helicopter in the system space, which is enough for his daily emergency use.

Another thing is that if he wants to complete the transaction with Yuan Yushan and Ma Jiugong in the next period of time, then he must expand the system space. Otherwise, transportation alone will become a big problem.

Yuan Yushan and Ma Jiugong are both experience point tools, and Zhao Mancang intends to gain more experience points from them.

So I plan to contact them through a single line during this period and upgrade the system space first.

"You have submarines here, right? Do you have aircraft carriers?"

As soon as Zhao Mancang finished speaking, Wokrugrat's eyes widened.

"Damn it, you mean an aircraft carrier? Oh, God, you're even crazier than me. Even if I had one, would you dare to buy it? You can afford it, yeah, fuck, you can afford it."

Walker was really surprised at this time and was a little incoherent. It was too crazy!
That's an aircraft carrier. Which arms dealer in the world would dare to trade an aircraft carrier with a private individual?
Even submarines operate secretly, let alone aircraft carriers?
Besides, the sale and purchase of aircraft carriers is prohibited. Even if Zhao Mancang can afford it and Walker dares to sell it, aircraft carriers probably cannot be separated from the North American continent.

(End of this chapter)