Double-Cut During the War of Resistance: My Wife Came from 1937

Ma Hongwei and Xiao Zhong did not stay in Dala Village for long.

In the afternoon, I had the driver take me to Peshawar.

Then they found a hotel in Peshawar to stay in.

Each of the three naturally had their own room.

Ma Hongwei has many secrets, so naturally he doesn't want to be in the same room with others.

"That guy didn't give me his contact information. When will he reply?"

That night, after finishing his call with Xia Weiwei, Ma Hongwei lay in bed thinking, "Does this mean I'll have to go to the countryside again tomorrow?"

"Let him go then, but we need to buy him the weapons first; they still need me there..."

As he pondered this, Ma Hongwei drifted off to sleep.

"Whoosh!"

He didn't know how much time had passed when Ma Hongwei suddenly woke up.

He had just opened his eyes when he noticed several men in military uniforms in the room.

These men were all heavily armed, and the leader was a pampered-looking, bearded officer.

The other person was sitting right next to him, staring straight at him.

"Hey, Mr. Ma Hongwei!"

The officer narrowed his eyes, a hint of menace in them, and asked in broken Chinese, "I heard you're planning to buy a large quantity of weapons? Who's behind you? What are you planning?"

As he spoke, he was also fiddling with a pistol in his hand.

In the end, the bearded officer pointed his gun directly at Ma Hongwei.

Suddenly being aimed at by that dark gun muzzle, Ma Hongwei felt the hairs on his body stand on end, and his heart began to pound.

He knew that the gun the other party had was definitely a real gun.

However, Ma Hongwei did not panic too much.

If the other party wanted to harm me, they would have already taken care of me.

Instead of wasting time talking nonsense to yourself here.

Anyway, there are some terrorists here, so we can easily frame them.

Ma Hongwei was very clear that behind Peshawar and Dara village was the Pakistani military, and possibly powerful figures in the region.

Without such a background, the black market here would probably have been shut down long ago.

The reason this place still exists is, of course, because it can bring extremely rich benefits to certain people.

Pakistan is a typical country with a weak central government and strong local governments, which is completely different from centralized countries.

In provinces like Khyber Pakhtunkhwa, where Peshawar is located, the central authority is extremely weak and unable to govern the lower levels, so it can only compromise and appease.

In other words, Ma Hongwei only needs to appease the people behind Peshawar, and they will naturally help him transport these weapons to the appropriate locations.

Ma Hongwei explained, "I was sent by an armed group in Africa."

"laugh!"

Upon hearing Ma Hongwei's words, the bearded officer immediately gave a contemptuous smile.

Not to mention that he already knew some information about the other party.

These statements alone are riddled with flaws.

Judging from the other person's passport, this is their first time traveling abroad.

Because each country stamps the border with a document upon entry and exit.

Unless it's a very, very small country, or the person is an illegal immigrant.

How could someone going abroad for the first time be employed by a country they've never been to before?

Even if the other party is employed, shouldn't they go to China's military enterprises to purchase it?

After all, those African countries can directly purchase arms from China.

The weapons produced in China are of much higher quality than the imitations they produce here.

He knew the other person was lying.

But if the other party really has the money to buy 100,000 guns, the people behind him are willing to turn a blind eye.

If all 10 guns were rifles, the value would exceed 27 billion rupees.

For them, that's no small sum.

It's worth noting that their per capita GDP last year was only 12571 RMB.

In reality, the average person only earns a few hundred yuan a month.

27 billion is enough to buy many people's lives.

Ma Hongwei naturally heard the bearded officer's sneer.

He knew the other party already knew he was lying, but since they hadn't called him out on it, it meant there was a possibility of a deal.

"The organization that hires me definitely needs 10 guns!"

Ma Hongwei said without changing his expression, "I know that you don't have that many guns right now, so the first batch we hope to purchase is 3."

"One?"

Upon hearing this, the bearded officer's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He said, "If you don't care about the type of gun, we can gather 30000. But if you have special requirements, then there's no way we can help you."

The region they control has a stable annual production of 5 units.

If we work overtime to produce them, we can produce over 100,000 units a year.

However, if the production were spread across the entire northwestern region of Pakistan, the annual output could reach 80 to 100 million units.

However, those gun-making workshops didn't belong to them, so naturally they didn't want others to make money.

The bearded officer took out a tablet computer, clicked on a few buttons, and handed it to Ma Hongwei, saying, "This shows the types and quantities of guns we currently possess."

Ma Hongwei glanced at it and saw that the topmost items were replicas of AKM and Type 56 assault rifles, with more than 10000 of each type.

Handguns, such as the replicas of the TT-33, Type 54 Black Star, and Glock, numbered 2000-3000.

There were more than 400 copies of the RPK light machine gun and the PKM general-purpose machine gun.

Other items included RPG-7 rocket launchers, simple hand grenades, and homemade explosives.

The price is the same as what the boss in Dara said.

"5000 AKMs and 56 assault rifles, please!"

Ma Hongwei asked, "I remember you also have Mauser 98Ks, Lee-Enfields, and Springfield rifles, right? I need more of those!"

"You want those old, beat-up gadgets from World War II?"

The bearded officer retrieved the tablet computer, searched for it for a while, and then handed it back to Ma Hongwei.

Ma Hongwei saw that they were all guns from World War II.

Of these, there are 1464 Mauser 98Ks.

278 Carcano M1891 rifles.

Lee-Enfield 2588.

A total of 1504 Mosin-Nagant M1891 rifles, M38 carbines, and M44 short carbines were seized.

1890 Springfield M1903 rifles.

176 Czech Vz.24 rifles.

119 Steyr M1895 rifles.

266 old sleeves manufactured in Hanyang.

502 Type 24 rifles and carbines.

297 Type 38 rifles.

Ma Hongwei said, "I want all of these bolt-action rifles!"

Although these are all miscellaneous brands, they are all firearms used on the anti-Japanese battlefield, and the bullets can all be found.

He used a calculator to calculate that there were a total of 9084 poles, which was roughly equivalent to the number of personnel of a main force division of the Eighth Route Army on the front line.

"Oh, and the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle!"

Ma Hongwei asked, "Do you have 11000 of these rifles?"

"Feel sorry!"

The bearded officer shook his head and said, "We produce very few of these semi-automatic rifles; less than 300 a year."

As he spoke, he picked up his tablet and began searching, saying to Ma Hongwei, "The current inventory only has 3721 guns left, all of which are old guns produced by the original factory."