Back in 1978, I was admitted to Northwestern Polytechnical University.

Chapter 472 Mr. Sha Wants to Buy Skyrocket

Sultan waved his hand and said, "We don't mind. As long as it's an anti-aircraft missile that can intercept Scud missiles, we must purchase it!"

The meaning of this sentence is already quite clear.

Despite their support for their brother and the fact that they even paid for his new equipment, deep down they were always wary of him. After all, that guy was a madman, and who knew what he might do? He might just turn on them one day.

Iraq's air force is not very strong, at least in Sha's opinion, he has the absolute strength to fight against Iraq's air force, but ballistic missiles... that's a different story.

This thing is hard to intercept and hard to defend against, and Sha is known for being afraid of death. Even if one of them lands in a densely populated area, the consequences will be irreversible!

Now that they have something capable of intercepting ballistic missiles, it means they can build a perfect air defense network. What else is there to say but to fully import it?

"Well, since you've purchased our products for fighter jets and missiles, do you intend to establish a modern air defense command center and lay an air defense network that connects all your bases?"

This is no longer just about buying one or two advanced weapons; it's a change in the entire system!
Before Sha, all weapons were from the West; now, they are finally turning entirely to the East.

Once the system changes, it's very difficult to change it back later. This means that Sha will continue to need weapons from the East, which means that our side will have a loyal and devoted major benefactor.

Qin Liang was very satisfied with this.

"Okay, I'll do whatever you say." Sultan nodded, and then...

He glanced around to make sure no one was paying attention to him before cautiously speaking, "I think we, the people of Sha, also need similar national treasures."

This one sentence sent a jolt through everyone else at the table.

A national strategic asset, what?

It's definitely not referring to fighter jets or anti-aircraft missiles, but... ballistic missiles!
"Your Highness Sultan, how about we discuss this matter again tomorrow?"

"it is good!"

As they were speaking, footsteps sounded.

"Today's military parade has shown us how advanced Northwestern Polytechnical University's technology is. However, it's not surprising, since your country already has large passenger aircraft, developing large strategic transport aircraft is a piece of cake."

Qin Liang turned his head and saw a figure with a full head of white hair.

"Mr. Marcel?"

Marcel Dassault even attended the military parade? This clearly demonstrates that advanced Eastern technology has attracted a lot of attention.

but……

This guy seems to be in a pretty good mood today.

Although there are many stealth aircraft projects in the East, none of them are mature!
The most advanced aircraft that flew over the parade site were probably the J-9 fighters, right? Their performance is definitely not as good as our Rafale fighters!

Thinking about this fills Marcel Dassault with pride.

However... he also saw Europe's shortcomings. For example, Europe, a country of great stature, did not even have a single advanced large transport aircraft!

The largest one is still the Short SC5, a transport aircraft with a maximum takeoff weight of just over 100 tons. Needless to say, it is inferior to the American and Soviet aircraft, and even the Y-20 from the East!

Although the British are very confident and plan to further upgrade the aircraft to rival the C-141 and make it a strategic transport aircraft with a maximum takeoff weight of 190 tons.

Unfortunately, the British no longer have the funds for research and development, and the Royal Air Force clearly prefers to directly purchase the C-130, which is mature and reliable.

How can Europeans not have their own large strategic transport aircraft? This task still needs to be handed over to the French!

Although this aircraft would certainly have to be developed by Airbus, in the eyes of the French, since Airbus is led by France, it is essentially French.

"Yes, Qin, it's a pleasure to meet you. We in Europe also have top-notch passenger planes, so we will also develop modern transport aircraft..."

Yang Duo'er suddenly spoke up: "Brother Liangzi, just now I heard you say that although passenger planes and transport planes are both large aircraft, they have many differences, is that right?"

Qin Liang nodded: "That's right, the needs of the two are very different. Passenger planes mainly pursue safety and fuel efficiency, while transport planes mainly pursue field take-off and landing and battlefield survivability. In the East, passenger planes are produced in Shanghai, while transport planes are produced in Chang'an. These are two different types of aircraft."

Marcel Dassault stood there awkwardly.

That's a slap in the face.

Are passenger planes and transport planes the same?

Of course it’s different!
Having passenger planes means having the production capacity for transport aircraft, but it doesn't necessarily mean you can develop them!
"Of course, the most important thing is the demand. Look at the United States and the Soviet Union, these countries have a large number of transport aircraft, and they are getting bigger and bigger. For example, Lockheed's C-5 and Antonov's An-124 are giants in this field."

"Hmm, Brother Liangzi, you mean only large countries with vast territories need transport aircraft of this level, right?"

"That's one way to put it. After all, large strategic transport aircraft are designed for rapid global deployment."

The two worked in perfect harmony, leaving Marcel Dassault completely embarrassed.

He came here mainly to show off Dassault's strength, the strength of France, but unexpectedly...

"Qin, you're right. We in Sha also have a vast territory. I think we need transport aircraft of this level. Can we order twenty of them?"

"of course."

Marcel Dassault slunk away.

Old Lin stood to the side with a smile on his face, without saying a word.

Sure enough, calling Liangzi over was the right choice. With him, we can handle any problem!
Having learned from Marcel Dassault's experience, those who wanted to show off didn't dare to come anymore. However, those who wanted to buy weapons kept coming. Qin Liang handled them with ease, but he really didn't enjoy his meal.

I was careless; I should have just taken my wife and eaten at the same place.

After finishing his meal, it was already three or four in the afternoon. Qin Liang put down his exquisite chopsticks and stood up.

"Um, Duoduo, I'll send someone to take you back. Liangzi, you have to stay for the meeting."

"Ok."

Qin Liang knew he couldn't escape it, so he might as well accept it.

Yang Duo'er smiled and looked at Qin Liang: "Brother Liang, I'll wait for you at home. Do you want me to pack your luggage?"

Packing your luggage? What does that mean?
"It's hot in the Middle East, so I'll bring you some things to cool you down."

Even Yang Duo'er could guess that they were going to Sha's place.
In the conference room.

"Gentlemen, this is the current situation. Whether or not we can agree to Mr. Sha's request is a matter for the aerospace department and has nothing to do with our Air Force. I, Lao Lin, am just here to explain things to you."

At the scene, the leaders of the aerospace department had complex expressions.

Currently, a large number of domestic products are exported, but the aerospace sector rarely gets involved. Even when missiles are sold, they are produced by the Northwestern Polytechnical University's affiliated factory.

Mr. Sha proposed buying rockets, which is a godsend for the aerospace department! They can make a fortune!
But... how could this thing possibly be sold!

"Currently, the biggest problem is that we don't have any missiles with a range of less than 300 kilometers! If we have any, it's the surface-to-surface missile modified from the HQ-2. This missile has already been given to Iraq and is a tactical weapon. This is not what Sha wants at all."

"That's right. The shortest-range missile we have, the Dongfeng-1, is only 600 kilometers long. Moreover, the production line for that missile has been shut down for a long time, so we don't have the supporting technology at all."

Many countries' ballistic missiles started with the Scud, such as the Langtu and North Korean missiles. They first built the Scud with a range of 300 kilometers before gradually improving and upgrading it.

As for the Scud, it originated from the V-2 missile from World War II, which can be considered a very old missile.

Eastern ballistic missiles have not followed this development trajectory.

The first Dongfeng-1 missile, developed under the supervision of Qian Xuesen, was modeled after the Soviet R-2 missile. Its engine fuel was alcohol and liquid oxygen, and a great deal of effort was put into purifying the liquid oxygen. The second Dongfeng-2 missile used the same liquid oxygen and alcohol propellant, but with greater thrust.

Thus, it wasn't until Dongfeng-3 that unsymmetrical dimethylhydrazine and nitrogen tetroxide were used as fuel. Compared to the previous fuels, these were ambient temperature propellants, did not require cryogenic refueling, had high energy density, and did not require additional ignition devices.

However, both have drawbacks; they are both highly corrosive and extremely toxic, so caution must be exercised when applying them.

After this route was taken, no more liquid oxygen alcohol was produced in China, so the supporting production plants have also switched to producing it.

"Given the natural conditions on Sha's side, liquid oxygen is not a suitable fuel; only room-temperature propellants can be used. In other words, if we're going to sell it, it has to be at least the Dongfeng-3, which is a medium-range rocket with a range of nearly 3,000 kilometers!"

The international standard is 300 kilometers, but ours is 3,000 kilometers?
Is this...appropriate?

Everyone's gaze turned to Qin Liang once again.

Now, no one dares to make a decision except Qin Liang!
"Liangzi, what do you think?"

"First of all, the so-called 300 kilometers is just an internationally accepted standard and has no binding force on us."

Three hundred kilometers is actually just the maximum range of the Scud missile. The Russians export these missiles in large quantities, and they are available all over the world. Therefore, when the map signed a contract with the West, this was used as the standard, and missiles with a range of more than three hundred kilometers could not be exported.

On the one hand, this treaty, which has not yet been signed, is a mutual restriction between the United States and the Soviet Union. What does it have to do with other countries? On the other hand, the 300-kilometer mark is currently just an international convention and is not yet a standard!

Why be afraid of him!

At the same time, Qin Liang also knew why the starting point was the Dongfeng-3 – there was no other way, as there were no smaller ones available!
"In recent years, our submarine-launched ballistic missiles have developed smoothly. This missile should also have a land-based project to become a land-based mobile ballistic missile with solid propellant, which can be launched at any time. If I'm not mistaken, this should be the replacement for the Dongfeng-3 project. In other words, the latter is already an outdated product in our hands."

Qin Liang's words implied that he supported the sale!
"Within 3,000 kilometers, they pose no threat to us. Given Sha's level of expertise, it's impossible for him to improve such a weapon. Besides, for them, as long as they can reach the Davids, that's enough. We don't need to worry about them too much."

"But this thing is still too sensitive. What if it gets known to the outside world..."

"Our cooperation with Mr. Sha is not directed against any third party, so they should stop making noise. Besides, who said our products are sensitive? Our products have a range of 300 kilometers!"

What do you mean?
Everyone looked at each other, and finally, Old Huang spoke up: "Comrade Qin Liang, the range is 2,800 kilometers, we can't just say that outright..."

"Lying through your teeth? Elder Huang, of course we wouldn't. The range is 300 kilometers, but... the margin of error is only 2,500 kilometers. Our margin of error is large, which is a bit embarrassing..."

At the scene, countless people wore complex expressions, wanting to laugh but not daring to.

That's a shameless statement; only Qin Liang could come up with it.

"Of course..." Qin Liang looked at everyone, "Whether to keep them to breed or sell them for foreign exchange is up to everyone's choice."

"Comrade Qin Liang, if we were to sell it... how much could we get for it?"

Qin Liang held up one finger.

"one million?"

Qin Liang shook his head.

"Ten million?" Countless people's hearts were pounding. Selling one for ten million would be absolutely amazing.

Qin Liang shook his head again.

"How much is that?"

"Everyone, be bolder."

"It can't be one hundred million, can it?"

"That's right, congratulations, you answered correctly. If you're willing to sell, all you need to do is point a finger, and I, Sha, will offer one hundred million US dollars per coin!"

"Sell!"

"That's right, they can't reproduce if we keep them, so we might as well sell them for foreign exchange!"

Everyone was beaming with excitement.

Old Lin looked around and, surprisingly, not a single person objected.

The aerospace industry is poor!

For many years, the aerospace industry has been operating at a loss. Simply put, it requires government funding. In the past, we had to tighten our belts to develop the atomic and hydrogen bombs and satellites. Otherwise, the country would not have a peaceful external environment, so how could it develop?

Now, with a favorable external environment, if the economy is to develop, even the military has to be patient, and the aerospace sector even more so.

Needless to say, the aerospace sector doesn't even have 100 million RMB in funding, let alone 100 million US dollars!

"Given Sha's size, he'd need to buy at least 35 to have enough," Qin Liang said, making another bold statement.

Thirty-five, that's... thirty-five billion US dollars!

"Comrade Qin Liang, this deal is entirely in your hands."

“That’s right. Only you can close this deal, and then we…”

We're not thick-skinned enough; how could we possibly ask for such an exorbitant price!
Qin Liang knew this would be the outcome, and he could only smile wryly and say, "I still have a lot of things to do at Northwestern Polytechnical University!"

"It'll only take up a few days of your time anyway..."

"Alright, then get the Dongfeng-3 missile units near the capital ready. We'll take the client to see them tomorrow."

What?
Everyone was astonished again.

"Comrade Qin Liang, you may not know this, but since the Dongfeng-3 was put into service, no foreigner has ever visited it!"

“I, Sha, am the first one.” Qin Liang stood up: “Everyone, please think it over, and let me know when you’ve made up your minds.”

"No need to think about it anymore, I agree right now!" The Second Artillery Corps leaders present made the decision: "Tomorrow, we'll go to the troops below Badaling!"

"Okay, then send a car to pick me up tomorrow morning, I..."

"Liangzi, come with me, let's go back to the airplane terminal."

What?
Qin Liang looked at Elder Lin: "Is there anything else?"

"You didn't eat well at noon, come to my place tonight and have a good meal."

Qin Liang shook his head: "No, I want to go home."

"No, we need to talk about some things while we're eating."

Qin Liang asked helplessly, "Is there anything else we need to talk about?"

"Today, the old leader announced a reduction of one million troops, including our helicopters..."

"I can't help you with that, I'm leaving."

beep, beep...

Just then, someone ran in: "President Qin, CATIC requests your presence."

"What's the matter?"

"Turkey has requested to purchase our HQ-9 missiles, but we're undecided about that."

CATIC was originally established with Qin Liang's support as a department that sold aircraft to foreign companies. It gradually developed into a department that sold air force equipment. The HQ-9 missile is a major air defense missile project led by the air force, so any purchase would definitely be made through CATIC.

After all, not every customer can directly find Qin Liang.

CATIC is also having a headache. Can the HQ-9 be sold? Or should they do what they did with Sha, using the HQ-9 missile body plus the S-300 guidance system and selling it to Turkey?

"A missile battalion's worth of equipment costs one hundred million US dollars. If you want to buy it, you can pay in cash and we'll ship it out immediately," Qin Liang replied decisively.

Old Lin was taken aback: "You kid, are you really going to sell?"

"That depends on whether we really want to buy the free-range chicken!"

CATIC.

Manager Liu put down the phone and smiled.

"Mr. Baladin, thanks to my efforts, the Air Force has finally agreed to your procurement request. You can now purchase our most advanced HQ-9 air defense missile system!"

"Really? That's wonderful. According to international procurement practices, your company needs to send the missiles over for test firing..."

"No, no, you need to pay first."

"We haven't even verified the performance yet, how can we pay for it?"

"A complete missile battalion's worth of equipment costs one hundred million US dollars. You need to pay the full amount before we can ship the goods."

"You, you have no intention of doing business with us in good faith at all!"

"No, we've been very sincere."

"Is this your sincerity? Full payment, and you won't even let us verify the performance?"

"Selling it to you is already our greatest show of sincerity. After all, this is the world's first air defense missile system capable of intercepting Scud missiles. Our air force originally wouldn't sell it."

This……

These words seem to be impossible to refute!
"Hmph, it's not just your side that has it; the US also has Patriot missile systems..."

"You can go and buy it, we won't stop you, I'll give it to you."

This is a seller's market; take it or leave it!
(End of this chapter)