Chapter 384: Transaction Successful, Enchanted Rifle

The "owner" of Norinco was actually the director of the Guangdong Provincial Office. Seeing the panicked and sneaky expression of the customer, he felt embarrassed and took out a customs clearance form, held it in his hand and said, "Boss, we are exporting equipment legally and in compliance with regulations. We don't need to be shot, right?"

Dabu Niu took the invoice, lowered his head and glanced at it, his expression was shocked and mixed with surprise, and he muttered: "No need to be shot?"

“No need to shoot!”

Then he hugged Yin Zhaotang fiercely and screamed excitedly: "Oh my god, Brother Tang, Master Tang, you can even make domestically made weapons!"

"Some people say you are the illegitimate son of a mainland gangster, but I didn't believe it before."

Yin Zhaotang raised his leg and kicked him in the buttocks, warning him: "Don't talk nonsense, I am here to make a living, all by my own ability."

"I understand, I understand."

The cow in Tai Po nodded frequently, holding the customs clearance form as if it were a treasure. Those who were in the smuggling industry knew best how difficult it was to get a batch of arms out of the port in a legal way.

He has great supernatural powers and a wide network of contacts!

As for how arms were legal, it was beyond his imagination and he didn't dare to think about it.

Yin Zhaotang didn't even bother to explain everything from beginning to end, he just asked: "Do you like it, Brother Niu, domestic RPG?"

"As you requested, two hundred, with twenty regular grenades as a bonus. This is our first cooperation, so let's get off to a good start. We'll keep doing this."

Dabu Niu held 40 fire, touched it, wanted to touch the woman's thigh, his face was full of desire, and he nodded repeatedly: "I like it, I like it too much, I like it so much that I want to ejaculate immediately."

Director Wang of Norinco shook his head slightly, and Yin Zhaotang immediately refused: "Go into the open sea and launch another one for fun, don't mess around on the dock."

Dabu Niu was itching to do something, but he didn't want to die, so he muttered, "Boss, if you dare to play at the dock, I will run away first."

"How much does this shipment cost?"

Yin Zhaotang introduced: "A 40-round gun costs two thousand dollars, not including the scope. The ammunition types include conventional grenades, armor-piercing shells, long-range shells, anti-personnel shells, high-explosive incendiary shells, and flares. The price is between two hundred and fifty dollars and five hundred dollars. If you are interested in unconventional ammunition, I can personally pay for a few for you to try."

"In addition, the rocket launcher is an improved version. When not in use, it can be folded up and is easy to carry. The price will be five hundred dollars more expensive."

Director Wang was calculating silently, thinking that the Hong Kong businessmen were really black-hearted. The factory wholesaled the weapons for one thousand US dollars each and sold them at double the price.

But considering the sky-high price and the fact that he had to pay it back on the spot, he didn't say a word.

Until the Tai Po cow cried out in ecstasy: "Pick that star, two thousand dollars, so cheap?"

"Atang, you are not selling arms secretly!"

Director Wang finally couldn't hold it anymore and asked in surprise, "Cheap?"

Dabu Niu nodded vigorously: "It's really cheap. The RPG purchased from the Soviet Union costs three thousand US dollars per unit when it leaves the port, and that doesn't even include the shipping fee."

The advantage of an arms license is that it is directly sold by the manufacturer with no premium, and is inherently cheaper than smuggled black market arms.

The 40mm rifle is actually a one-to-one imitation of the Soviet RPG-7. The Soviet labor cost is more expensive than that in China, plus the middlemen and shipping costs are saved.

The price-performance ratio is very high.

Yin Zhaotang said with a smile: "The domestic products are the best, Brother Niu, you can enjoy this bonus. I will take care of the transportation between Hong Kong and Macau." Tai Po Niu was overwhelmed by the surprise and began to repeat: "Okay, okay."

As an arms dealer of the Number Gang, he has always been at a disadvantage in the market compared to the Haojiang Water House. The biggest reason is that the Seventh Sister, who is in charge of arms at the Haojiang Water House, has climbed into the bed of a Soviet major general. She has internal connections and can get a lot of goods at a low price. Basically, she can get whatever she wants.

Buyers definitely prefer suppliers with a wide range of products and stable channels. Gradually, Dapu Niu can only pick up leftovers and take on small orders that Qimei doesn't do.

Who among the real arms tycoons would sell water trucks? Only those who are not good at arms sales need to have a sideline business.

I thought I would be second for the rest of my life, but suddenly there was a light at the end of the tunnel and an opportunity was in the mainland.

The spring breeze of reform and opening up actually blew on his head?
Dabu Niu was gradually calmed down by the sea breeze, lit a cigarette, went to the box where the Type 56 rifles were placed, flipped through the rifles and said, "These things are not good enough."

Director Wang narrowed his eyes and said unhappily, "The domestically produced Type 56 semi-automatic rifles all go through three rounds of inspection before leaving the warehouse, so they must be up to standard."

Dabu Niu took a sip of his cigarette and said slowly, "It meets the weapon standards, but it does not meet the market standards. There are too many imitations of AK47, and North Korea and South Africa have produced them."

Director Wang said confidently: "Those hand-made rifles don't need to be compared with our domestic products. Some countries' products are expensive and can't be sold as well as us, right?"

Dabu Niu flicked the ash off his cigarette and explained in detail: "What I mean is that there are too many AKs on the market. The hand-rubbed version produced in South Africa only costs fifty dollars on the black market. The ones produced in the Soviet arsenal only sell for two hundred dollars. The ex-factory price of the domestically produced 50-65% is also two hundred dollars. Why don't my customers in Iran buy the Soviet version and our domestic version?"

As one of the most famous weapons in the Soviet Union, AK had formed a huge scale effect in the 70s, and the minimum cost of a single weapon had been reduced to US$20.

The weapons made by the Soviet Union during the Cold War have not been completely consumed in the Russian-Ukrainian conflict decades later. The cost of the domestic Type 56 cannot be lower than that of the Soviet Union. The only advantage is that it saves some shipping costs for customers in Asia.

There must be a market for it, but it will definitely not occupy the mainstream. You will definitely not make high profits by following others to make imitation weapons.

At most, they picked up some small customers during the Cold War between the United States and the Soviet Union and the mutual blockade.

What Dabu Niu said was well-reasoned, and even Director Wang listened attentively: "What suggestions do you have?"

Tai Po Niu said: "I think we should make some differentiated customization for customers to highlight our level."

Director Wang looked unhappy: "That will increase costs and the selling price will be higher. What if no customers buy it?"

Dabu Niu laughed and said, "You need to use your brain to do business. My clients are Iranian guerrillas. They recite the Koran every day and fight for Allah with guns."

"You can use a machine tool to carve a few words of Persian on the rifle, write a Hadith, it won't cost much, cater to their preferences, and customers will come, right?"

Director Wang's pupils dilated, and he was once again taught a lesson by the free market. He asked in surprise, "Is this possible?"

Dabu Niu said: "Let's give it a try."

Yin Zhaotang secretly praised Da Pu Niu's brilliant idea. He was indeed a famous arms dealer who would do anything to attract clients for part-time jobs, and even thought of enchanting the rifle.

But Muslims seem to fall for this.

If weapons are a survival need, then the Quran is the spiritual need of Islam. When selling survival needs, if spiritual needs are also satisfied, the chances of customers paying are indeed higher.

He said, "Director Wang, take this batch of goods and give it a try. The cost will be on me."

On the way back to Hong Kong, Tai Po Niu carried a 40mm grenade on his shoulder and fired it into the sky. He could hear the whistling sound of the air currents. He sat down on the boat and laughed excitedly: "Awesome, awesome!!!"

(End of this chapter)

previouscatalognext