Chapter 75

Rules are made so that others must follow them; the people who make the rules never thought they would be bound by these restrictions themselves.

After the US military stormed into Wudai's house in later generations, the cellar was full of countless fine wines; this guy loved drinking, and once, drunk, he pulled out an AK and sprayed the wine table with gunfire.

Drinking with this guy is dangerous.

But for now, he probably isn't that ferocious yet.

Qin Miao took the wine cup: "Thanks, then I won't stand on ceremony!"

Glug glug...

Qin Miao actually drank red wine as a beverage!

One gulp and it was all gone! Qin Miao turned the cup upside down to show not a drop remained.

"How about you?"

"Come, let's drink too!"

Hasan gave a few people a look.

"Come, this cup of wine is my Hasan's toast to you!"

"Come, Qin, this cup of wine is my Wudai's toast to you!"

"Mr. Qin, I, Kuse, offer you a cup..."

The three took turns plying Qin Miao with drink; after three cups, his arms visibly swayed, and he could barely hold onto even the best leg of lamb.

"Qin... dear, you've had too much!"

"No, I haven't, come, keep drinking!"

Seeing that the time was about up, Hasan spoke.

"Qin, you said that Truck Cannon... how does it counteract recoil?"

"This is simple! The muzzle is in front, the breech at the rear; after entering the position, lower the spade, and it can directly jab into the ground, so the recoil is all transferred to the ground..."

"Dear, you've had too much, let's go back." Chu Miaomiao made an anxious expression.

"What are you saying? Gentlemen are drinking, you woman, stay away!"

Qin Miao put his hands on his hips: "Go, wait for me in bed; later, after I finish drinking, if the bed isn't warm, watch me not spank you."

Chu Miaomiao's face flushed, she went thud-thud-thud... turned and left!

"Come, let's continue: this Truck Cannon not only solves the recoil problem, but also has a semi-automatic loading mechanism, all powered by the engine, giving it a blistering rate of fire! Set it up and fire, then run— the whole operation won't exceed three minutes!"

Several people widened their eyes, full of excitement.

"The range is thirty kilometers with ordinary shells, and with base-bleed shells it can reach forty kilometers— absolutely a battlefield weapon; the old Russians' roughly comparable 152mm howitzer has a range under twenty kilometers!"

"Tell you, before liberation, the East suffered from insufficient firepower, from top to bottom everyone had a fear of firepower inadequacy; these years, the East has done nothing else but study cannons— how to fire farther, how to increase power!"

"Now in this field, the East dares to claim first place, while others cannot claim second; the East keeps its good things hidden."

"Qin, you can go abroad— your family background must be extraordinary, right?"

"Of course, my old man is the director of the Eastern military-industrial factory, the one who makes this! My father-in-law is the top official in the Eastern capital!"

"Qin, come, keep drinking! Speaking of which, can we go see this Truck Cannon?"

"Of course no problem, leave it to me; after my honeymoon with my wife ends and I return to the East, I'll bring you guys to see it! Our Eastern Truck Cannon is number one in the world! And it's not expensive!"

Saying this, Qin Miao lowered his voice: "This Truck Cannon only needs 500,000 per unit! The Russian towed 152mm also costs that much!"

Wudai's eyes flashed.

"If it's really that cheap, we ought to buy more!" Wudai said, then glanced at his brother beside him.

"Kuse, let's each take out our private savings, buy a batch to bring back, to make our father happy— what do you think?"

Kuse nodded: "Brother, I'll follow you!"

"My private savings are about thirty million or more... yours?"

"I have about twenty million."

Although Qin Miao had mentally prepared for the wealth here, he was still startled at this moment!

He had even done a funding source analysis for them, telling them to get money from some Sha person, but he hadn't expected these two guys' private savings to already be enough!

"Alright, then let's bring our checks and head to the East..."

"Your Excellencies, you must stay in Yatuo; you cannot go anywhere." Just then, Kamale spoke.

Smack!

Wudai's wine cup flew from his hand and smashed directly onto Kamale's head; Kamale was used to it, catching the cup with his head, still neither humble nor arrogant: "President Haisan's mission, I must strictly observe..."

"This guy is really loyal to Shidamu!" Qin Miao sighed.

"Hmph, what are you? Just a food taster for my father! What authority do you have to boss me around?"

"Food taster!" Qin Miao recalled: Shidamu had a confidant named Kamale beside him, but in 1988 Wudai beat him to death with a stick; it seems Wudai has bullied Kamale since childhood, while Kamale has always been loyal— a pity he followed the wrong master!

"But... the cause was Kamale introducing a concubine to Shidamu; thinking about it... the pitiful must have something hateful about them."

Beside, Hasan said: "Wudai, Kuse, you really can't go over there; if you show yourselves, perhaps the Easterners won't dare sell to you; if you trust me, let me make the trip for you— how about that?"

Hasan in Yatuo has never had any merit, only able to accompany other young masters in their decadence; he is an idealist, so... this trip to the East, if he can bring back the Truck Cannon, his status in the Yatuo royal family will also rise!

"Alright, then you go." Wudai nodded; toward this playmate, he still could trust him.

Now, only one last thing remains!

"Qin, is all this you said really true?"

"Of course!"

"Then... could you write us a pledge?"

Qin Miao's face changed: "What do you mean? Don't you trust me?"

"The drunkard's words really can't be trusted; what if we forget what to do the next day?"

"That's not it; I just find it hard to go abroad—I need a proper reason. You write a pledge, I'll take it to the palace so my uncles and aunts believe I'm off on legitimate business and will fund me. Qin, since you're a friend, please help me out!"

Chu Miaomiao, who had slipped back into the room ahead of time, listened to the conversation outside, her heart filled with myriad emotions.

We're door-to-door salespeople; if we went through the proper channels, who knows how long it'd take to see the main person, and they might not even accept. But now Brother San Shui's move has turned it around so that the other side is actively begging us to sell to them!

This is absolutely the pinnacle of salesmanship!