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Chapter 22

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    "Mr. Sun, since you said so, then I will believe you¡ª"

    Thinking about his words, Liu Yang let out a sigh of relief, his eyes fell on the mountain cannon and the anti-aircraft gun, and his eyes were burning hot: "How much are these two mountain cannons, and the anti-aircraft gun, including these machine gun bullets, as long as I can eat it, I will eat it."  I want it all."

    Fatty Sun was stunned, but he didn't expect Liu Yang to have such a big appetite, but when the business came, Fatty Sun was of course impolite, and pondered for a while: "Brother, we are also regular customers, so let me tell you the real price.  A thousand oceans of anti-cannon.

    As for the heavy machine gun 800 yuan, the light machine gun 500 yuan, the mortar 500 yuan, the grenade 100 yuan, I will give you two bases of shells, the machine gun is equipped with ten bases, and the grenade is 500 yuan.  A box, how about thirty oceans for the rifle, with three base bullets¡ª¡±

    Liu Yang quickly calculated in his mind that mountain artillery and anti-aircraft guns would cost 10,000 yuan, heavy machine guns would cost another 10,000 yuan, and if all light machine guns were bought, it would cost more than 10,000 yuan, and mortars would cost another 10,000 yuan.  More than 10,000 oceans, if grenades and grenades are included, and rifles will cost more than 10,000 oceans, and if you buy some pistols, you will be discouraged when you think about it, and you can't eat them all.

    Liu Yang rubbed his brows, looked at Fatty Sun and smiled wryly: "Mr. Sun, it wasn't this price last time. Is it too expensive? Could it be cheaper."

    "Brother, that's not what you said. It was a special situation last time. I couldn't take that batch of weapons with me when the battle was like that, so I sold them to you cheaply, and I should help you. It's different now.  , I bought it all with money, you can't let me lose money, right?" Fatty Sun certainly wouldn't say that casually.

    Thinking about it, Liu Yang sighed, and couldn't help but smiled bitterly: "Mr. Sun, to tell you the truth, brother, I have money now, but this move costs tens of thousands of oceans, which is not something that brothers can afford. How about it,  I want flash shots and anti-aircraft guns, as for heavy machine guns, I want three, light machine guns¡ª¡±

    After pondering for a while, I still have eight light machine guns in my hand, and the firepower is not weak anymore. There is no need to buy so many, so I hesitated.

    "Five light machine guns, 100 boxes of grenades, and 150 rifles, but more bullets are required, and each shot is filled with five bases. I want four mortars, and I only need ten grenades.  In addition, there are fifty pistols, and the bullets are allocated according to three bases, that's all."

    Calculated in bits and pieces, it would cost more than 30,000 oceans, which is already Liu Yang's limit. After all, he still needs to keep some spares.

    "Brother, this price is already cheap enough. How about this? I'm giving you more bullets. See if you want some machine guns. How about I give you bullets according to the twelve bases?" Fatty Sun, okay?  It's easy to catch a big customer, so naturally I want to sell more, since bullets don't cost money anyway.

    In fact, it's not easy for Fatty Sun. This batch of goods is in his hands, and he has already put all his money in it. It's not easy to sell. Few people in the army buy it, and the regiment level will not buy it.  Those at the battalion and company level can't afford it, that is to say, the small-scale ones can buy two machine guns.

    Of course, there are other sales outlets, such as security regiments or bandits, but whether it is security regiments or bandits, these people have limited vision and almost only buy light machine guns. As for mortars and grenades, they cannot be sold at all.  Rifles are the best sellers.

    Fatty Sun felt uncomfortable with so much equipment in his hands.

    It's a pity how could Liu Yang understand him, and shook his head with a wry smile: "Mr. Sun, our company has enough heavy firepower. I can't let each of my brothers have a machine gun, let alone so many grenades.  I can't keep up with the logistics, so please forgive me."

    No matter how Fatty Sun sells it, Liu Yang refuses to buy more because he has no money.

    In fact, Liu Yang also understands that the price is already very cheap. For example, the cost of this mountain cannon is more than 5,000 oceans, but Fatty Sun only sells it for 3,000 oceans. Of course, everyone knows the reason.

    Seeing that the sale was over, Fatty Sun sighed helplessly, but the deal was not small, and the rest was earned by himself, so he felt at ease after thinking about it.

    "Mr. Sun, do you want to pay in cash temporarily or owe a part?" After the deal was settled, Liu Yang suddenly asked.

    Fatty Sun was stunned, and his face immediately collapsed: "What do you mean?"

    Scratching his head, Liu Yang started pretending to be his grandson again: "To tell you the truth, Mr. Sun, I have some money in my hand, but I still need to keep some of it. The temperature is going to cool down now. I want to prepare winter clothes for my brothers.  Many recruits don¡¯t have military uniforms yet. That¡¯s not money. You say yes. If you don¡¯t agree, then I can only buy less. Hey, it seems that Shanpao isThe blood rushed out, and the footsteps were fast, and it was already rushing towards the fat man.

    It was also because the fat man was not far from the shore that Liu Yang could see it so clearly. It was a young man who rushed over, but he was covered in blood so he couldn't see clearly.

    What really attracted Liu Yang's attention was that this young man was able to rush out of more than twenty servants.

    Besides, the young man flew close to the fat man and shouted loudly: "Gou Hanchen took his life¡ª"

    The whole person flew forward, with a chopping knife in his hand, he looked quite fierce, but there were seven or eight servants beside the fat man. Seeing the young man rushing up, they all carried wooden sticks as Gou Hanchen greeted him.  Rushing out¡ª¡ª(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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