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Chapter 3958 Fake Arms Dealer 2

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    "But how do you know that we need weapons? And who are you? We are not used to doing business with strangers." One of the elders asked in a low voice.

    "The thing is obvious, the conflict between you and the Gurgong people is not just a day or two. Yesterday they beat you, today you beat them. Tomorrow they beat you again, and you will continue to retaliate the day after tomorrow.

    This requires weapons and ammunition, and I happen to be the one who can provide these.  And I am different from other arms dealers. Since I do business with you, I will not do business with your enemies.

    In this way, your enemies will be weakened invisibly.  Moreover, you also understand that I have lost a certain amount of profits.

    This is all because when we meet for the first time, we must establish trust between each other, and trust often comes at a certain cost.  Lin Rui nodded.

    ¡°If you want to do business, it¡¯s very simple. We are a big village here, and we are related to dozens of surrounding villages.

    But how can we trust you to provide us with long-term and stable arms?  who are you?  "The village chief was silent for a while and looked at Lin Rui.

    Lin Rui sighed, "Everyone must have noticed that I am Chinese. Weapons made in China have always been cheap and easy to use.

    In the African market, it can also be said that goods are in short supply.  Have you heard of Norinco?  "

    Norinco is China¡¯s third largest manufacturer.  Abroad, Norinco is mainly famous for its defense equipment.  Norinco manufactures precision attack systems, land and water attack weapons and equipment, long-range weapon systems, air defense systems, night vision goggles, anti-terrorism and civilian police equipment, etc.

    Norinco is an internationally renowned brand with a high reputation in the international defense market.  The black brothers in Africa praise the five-liu punch made in China even more.

    When Lin Rui said this, several other elders nodded to each other.

    "Are you an agent of Norinco?" the village chief asked tentatively.

    "Yes. My name is Rick. In fact, including but not limited to, I also have business contacts with European and American countries. As long as you can afford the price, I can sell you good goods.

    Currently, in accordance with international regulations, there are strict restrictions on the sale of weapons in conflict areas.  Governments and large arms dealers cannot openly sell arms to conflict areas, so agents like us are profitable.  Lin Rui said seriously.

    "Please wait a moment, I will send someone to find someone who may be interested in your business." The village chief said deeply.

    "Oh, I don't know who it is?" Lin Rui nodded.

    "Mopti guerrillas, have you ever heard of them?" the village chief said in a low voice, looking at Lin Rui.

    "I've heard about some, and originally I wanted to talk to them. But I heard that they don't seem to be short of arms. It seems that they have recently purchased a batch of American equipment." Lin Rui frowned and said, "Of course I know it, it doesn't matter.  Disadvantages. Failure to do business this time does not mean that we will not have opportunities to cooperate in the future."

    "Sir, you are right. The Mopti guerrillas are now the pride of our Fulani people. The previous conflicts between us and the Gurgon people were all resolved by the Mopti guerrillas.

    They now protect all the Fulani villages in central Mali.  Those Gurgons attacked our village many times and they will pay the price.  "The village chief nodded.

    "Is the village chief connected with the Mopti guerrillas?" Lin Rui pretended to be surprised.

    "They are in the village next to us. There is a camp there that was recently established. And they are currently recruiting people to prepare for a good fight with the Gurgong people.

    My son and two nephews joined their guerrillas and are now heroes of our family.  "The village chief said with pride.

    "So the Mopti guerrillas are not small yet?" Lin Rui said deliberately.

    "At present, their number is not too large, but they will develop soon. Young people have joined them in each of our villages. We believe they will protect our homeland and make the Gurgong people pay the price."  An elder nodded.

    Lin Rui and several elders drank tea in the room and chatted with each other for a while.  The Fulani people are originally nomadic people and have some warm and hospitable customs.

    Lin Rui has been living in Africa for several years, and has been in contact with the Tuareg people before. He knows the spleen and stomach of these people, and he quickly became involved with these people, talking and laughing together.

    After a while, the people sent by the village chief came back and brought back an armed man wearing camouflage uniforms.

    The village chief is very enthusiasticLin Rui introduced him as a deputy captain of the Mopti guerrillas.

    This man has a full beard and is wearing a camouflage uniform. He looks very fierce.  But he showed great respect for the village chief and several elders.

    "This is Deputy Captain Bamre of the Mopti guerrillas. This is Mr. Rick. He is in the arms business and is our friend." The village chief introduced enthusiastically.

    "Arms business?" Bamley looked at Lin Rui.

    "It's just some small business." Lin Rui smiled.

    "I wonder what kind of arms Mr. Rick makes?" Bamley looked at Lin Rui with interest.

    "There are common ones on the market, and there are uncommon ones on the market, including Soviet and Russian standards and NATO standards." Lin Rui smiled and nodded.

    Bamley put his hand on his waist and took out his pistol.  Several team members around Lin Rui became a little nervous.  But Lin Rui gave them a look calmly, signaling them not to act rashly.

    Bamley put the pistol in front of Lin Rui, "Mr. Rick is in the arms business and must be no stranger to firearms. Can you help me take a look at my gun?"

    Lin Rui smiled and took the pistol from him, looked at it and said, "Caliber .45acpm1911 pistol, this is a classic gun.

    But this one should be an improved model called the Desert Warrior.  It's rare on the market.  Where did Vice Captain Bamley get it?  "

    "Desert Warrior?" Bamre didn't seem to know much about this pistol.

    "That's right. This is a .45acpm1911 Desert Warrior pistol, and it looks like it's American." Lin Rui nodded.

    Bamley looked at Lin Rui suspiciously, "I know this is an m1911 pistol, but I don't know about the Desert Warrior model. How did Mr. Rick see it? Can you tell me the details?  "

    Lin Rui knew that Bamre had doubts about his identity, so he deliberately took out the pistol to test himself.  If you are really an arms dealer, you should be no stranger to guns.

    But he could also see that Bamley himself didn¡¯t know the true origin of this pistol.  So he decided to open the country bumpkin's eyes to what a true small arms expert was.

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