Phi-Fic Chapter 548: A meal replacement for intercontinental missiles?
Chapter 548: A meal replacement for intercontinental missiles?
"This doesn't look any different than the WS2s I have."
Abdullah said with some dissatisfaction after seeing the improved version of WS2.
His brows furrowed slightly, his fingers tapped lightly on the metal shell of the launch vehicle, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
A mysterious smile appeared on Fang Yu's lips.
"Your Majesty, you must not judge by appearances."
His voice was deep and confident, echoing in the space of the showroom.
"What's the meaning?"
Abdullah stopped what he was doing and turned to look at Fang Yu, with a gleam of doubt in his eyes.
His right hand unconsciously stroked his beard, which was his habit when thinking.
Fang Yu did not answer directly, but took out a thick booklet from the filing cabinet beside him. The cover was printed with the words "WS2 Improved Maintenance Manual" in large letters.
He handed the manual to Abdullah, still with that meaningful smile on his face.
"This is…?"
Abdullah took the manual, his rough fingers feeling the texture of the cover.
“You’ll see.”
Fang Yu stood aside with his hands behind his back, waiting quietly.
Abdullah opened the manual and began to browse its contents.
The first few pages of the manual contained general technical parameters and basic maintenance knowledge, which were not much different from the WS2 he was familiar with.
His brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and the corners of his mouth turned down slightly, obviously disappointed with the contents.
"I know all this,"
He looked up at Fang Yu with a hint of impatience in his tone.
“It’s no different from our existing WS2.”
Fang Yu just smiled slightly and motioned him to continue looking back.
Abdullah sighed and continued to read.
The manual details the launch procedures, daily maintenance, troubleshooting, etc.
These are the basic knowledge that some technicians need to know, but they are extremely boring for him as a prince.
His fingers mechanically turned the pages, his eyes casually scanning the densely packed text and diagrams.
What on earth does this guy want to show me?
Are these boring technical details?
Abdullah grumbled to himself, but out of politeness he continued to flip through the manual.
As the pages turned, his patience wore thin.
Just as he was about to close the manual, he turned to the last page.
When Abdullah turned to the last page, his fingers stopped suddenly.
There was a warning marked in red on the page.
"Note to purchasers: Removal of the counterweight from the rocket is strictly prohibited!"
"Otherwise, the rocket's landing point will deviate, causing the range to be misjudged from 400 kilometers to 1500 kilometers..."
Abdullah's pupils suddenly contracted and his breathing seemed to freeze at that moment.
His fingers trembled slightly, and the paper under his fingertips made a slight rustling sound.
1500 kilometers?!
This is enough to cover the entire Mediterranean region from Camel Country, and even directly reach...
He slowly raised his eyes from the manual, the expression on his face like spilled paint on a palette.
Shock, surprise, vigilance, ambition, all kinds of emotions are intertwined to form an indescribable complex picture.
His lips were slightly parted, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't form the words.
His eyes moved back and forth between the manual and Fang Yu, with a shrewd gleam in his eyes like an old fox.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm his pounding heart.
"This..." His voice was a little hoarse, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, "This is..."
Fang Yu stood aside, his hands behind his back, a calm smile on his face, quietly waiting for Abdullah to digest this information.
The lights in the exhibition hall shone on the two people, casting long shadows on the ground.
Abdullah ran his fingers lightly over the warning text, as if to confirm its authenticity.
His eyes narrowed into slits, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes relaxed, revealing a deep expression that only a seasoned politician could have.
His chest rose and fell slightly, and his breathing gradually returned to normal, but the light in his eyes became brighter.
If the counterweight is removed, 1500 kilometers...
This is no longer a simple defensive weapon, but a true strategic deterrent...
Abdullah's mind raced.
He could almost imagine those rockets rising from the desert of Camel Country, crossing borders, crossing oceans, and reaching those once unreachable targets.
Abdullah raised his head sharply, his eyes gleaming with surprise.
His fingers clenched the manual tightly, almost wrinkling the thin paper.
"Mr. Fang, can this rocket really reach a range of 1500 kilometers?"
His voice was low and urgent, as if he was afraid of being overheard.
Fang Yu frowned, and an expression of surprise and seriousness immediately appeared on his face, and his voice became a little higher.
"Your Highness, what are you talking about? 1500 kilometers? Isn't that the range of medium-range missiles?"
He looked around, as if to make sure no one had overheard the conversation, then continued in a low voice.
"According to the international Intermediate-Range Missile Treaty, countries like us cannot sell medium-range missiles."
Abdullah's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes fixed on Fang Yu's face, trying to read more information from it.
Fang Yu's expression remained serious, but there was a subtle glint in his eyes.
"so,"
Fang Yu's fingers tapped lightly on the edge of the display stand, and his tone became particularly serious.
"I would like to remind you once again, do not remove the counterweight from the rocket, and do not adjust the parameters according to the instructions in the manual."
“Otherwise, it is easy to cause missiles…”
He paused suddenly and quickly changed his words.
"No, the rocket's range is off..."
Abdullah smiled slightly, his beard trembling slightly with his expression.
This young man was practically telling me what to do.
He quickly calculated in his mind: a range of 2000 kilometers is enough to cover the entire Middle East from Camel Country, and even reach southern Europe.
With such weapons, the Hoopoe Nation will have to reconsider their actions, and the Eagle Sauce and the Russian Bear will have to face up to the existence of the Camel Nation.
"If any problems arise, Longguo will not be responsible for after-sales service..."
Fang Yu's words echoed in the huge exhibition hall, and his eyes looked directly at Abdullah, conveying a clear message.
"Mr. Fang," Abdullah finally said, his voice low and firm, "I greatly admire your country's...honesty."
"Then let's talk about the specific quantity and price."
Fang Yu nodded slightly and took out a pen and a small notebook from his pocket.
"How many does Your Majesty intend to purchase?"
"The initial plan is 500," Abdullah said with a gleam in his eyes. "Of course, it depends on the price."
Fang Yu quickly wrote down a few numbers on the notebook and handed it to Abdullah: "This is our quotation. We have already taken into account the discount for regular customers."
Abdullah took the notebook and saw that it said "US$100 million each, total price US$5 million".
He pondered for a moment, then looked up at Fang Yu.
“The price is acceptable, but I would like to see some of the payment in oil. We recently discovered several new oil fields in the east, and the quality is excellent.”
Fang Yu's eyes lit up. "Of course we can consider oil trading. It just meets our needs. However, Your Majesty, regarding the delivery time..."
“The sooner the better,” Abdullah interrupted. “The situation is more urgent than you think.”
"The Eagle Sauce has already provided the Dai Sheng Kingdom with the latest models of fighter jets and tanks."
Fang Yu nodded and wrote a few more lines in the notebook.
"The first batch of 100 can be delivered within three months; the remaining batches will be divided into two batches and all will be delivered within six months."
“Of course, we will also send technicians to assist with… routine maintenance.”
Abdullah stretched out his hand and shook hands tightly with Fang Yu.
"Deal. Mr. Fang, this cooperation will change the entire landscape of the Middle East."
Fang Yu smiled slightly: "Your Highness, you are too kind. We are only selling conventional rocket launchers."
"As for the rest... that's beyond our control."