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

"It's obvious that the conflict between you and the Gugong people is not a day or two. Yesterday they beat you, today you beat them. Tomorrow they beat you again, and the day after tomorrow you will continue to retaliate.

This requires weapons and ammunition, and I happen to be the one who can provide those. 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 are also weakened virtually. Moreover, you also understand that I have lost a certain amount of interest in this.

This is all because when we meet for the first time, we must establish trust with each other, and trust often requires a certain price. "Lin Rui nodded.

"You want to do business, it's very simple, we are a big village here, and it is related to dozens of surrounding villages.

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

Lin Rui sighed, "You must have already seen it, I am a Chinese. And weapons made in China have always been cheap and easy to use.

In the African market, it can also be said that the goods are in short supply. Ever heard of North Industries Corporation? "

NORINCO is the third largest manufacturer in China. Abroad, NORINCO is mainly known for its defense equipment. NORINCO manufactures precision attack systems, amphibious 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 and has a high reputation in the international defense market. African black buddies are even more praised for the Chinese-made five or six punches.

Lin Rui said this, and the other elders nodded to each other.

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

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

Currently, according to international regulations, there are strict restrictions on arms sales in conflict areas. Neither governments nor big arms dealers can openly sell arms to conflict zones, so we, the agents, are profitable. "Lin Rui said solemnly.

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

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

"Mopti guerrillas, I wonder if Mr. has heard of it?" The village chief looked at Lin Rui and said in a low voice.

"I've heard of some, and I wanted to talk to them. But I heard that they don't seem to be short of arms, and it seems that they have recently acquired a batch of American equipment." Lin Rui frowned, "Of course I know, it's nothing. Disadvantage. The fact that the business cannot be done this time does not mean that we have no chance of cooperation in the future.”

"Mr. is right. The Mopti guerrillas are now the pride of our Fulani people. The conflicts between us and those Gugon people before were resolved by the Mopti guerrillas.

They now protect all Fulani villages in central Mali. Those Gugong people have attacked our village many times, and they will pay for it. "The village chief nodded.

"Could it be that the village chief has something to do with the Mopti guerrillas?" Lin Rui pretended to be surprised.

"They are in the village next door to us. There is a camp there, which was established recently. And they are recruiting people recently to prepare for a good fight with the Gugong people.

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

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

"Currently their number is not too large, but they will soon develop. Young people from all our villages have joined them. We believe they will protect our homeland and make those Gugong people pay the price." An elder nodded.

Lin Rui and a few elders drank tea in the room for a while and chatted with each other for a while. The Fulani people are originally nomads, and some have a hospitable custom.

Lin Rui has been rolling around in Africa for a few years, plus he has been in contact with the Tuareg people before, and he knows the spleen and stomach of these people.

After a while, the people sent by the village chief came back and brought back a militant in a camouflage uniform.

The village chief enthusiastically introduced it to Lin Rui, saying that this was the vice-captain of a Mopti guerrilla.

The man was full of beards, wearing a camouflage uniform and looked fierce. But he showed great respect for the village chief and several elders.

"This is the deputy captain of the Mopti guerrilla Bamley, and 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 don't know what kind of weapons Mr. Rick made?" Bamley looked at Lin Rui with interest.

"There are common ones on the market, and there are uncommon ones on the market, such as the Soviet-Russian standard, and the NATO standard." Lin Rui nodded with a smile.

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 calmly gave them a look, signaling them not to act rashly.

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

Lin Rui smiled and took his pistol~www.readwn.com~ looked at it and said, "The caliber .45ACPM1911 pistol is a classic and famous gun.

But this one should be an improved model known as the Desert Warrior. It is rare in the market. Where did Vice-Captain Bamley get it? "

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

"That's right. This is a .45ACPM1911 Desert Warrior pistol, and it looks like it should be American." Lin Rui nodded.

Bamley looked at Lin Rui suspiciously, "I know this is an M1911 pistol, but I don't know there is a Desert Warrior model. How did Mr. Rick see it? Can you tell me the details? "

Lin Rui knew that this Bamley had doubts about his identity, so he deliberately took out this 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 did not know the true origin of the pistol. So he decided to let this **** open his eyes and know what a real small arms expert is.