The 122mm 40-tube rocket launcher is towed by a small military truck and has a relatively simple layout among various types of rocket launchers.
But despite the humble appearance of "this little guy", the entire battalion of rocket launchers can fire a terrifying 720 rockets! The total output weight is 48,000 kilograms, which is more than the total of all conventional artillery in the U.S. Army division at one time!
It can be said to be a nightmare for both enemy infantry and our own logistics personnel.
The only downside is simply the hit rate.
Sitting in this beach bar, the two of them chose a remote corner, drinking and eating Brazilian-style grilled ravioli, while discussing dangerous topics.
When Jiang Chen proposed to Natasha that he needed to purchase a large quantity of a covering weapon with extremely strong "deterrence", the Mao girl who had already had several drinks immediately took down the beer glass in her hand and began to sell it to him vividly. This "Stalin's Organ".
"If you just pursue rough firepower, then no weapon is more suitable for you than the BM-21 rocket launcher."
Seeing her flushed face after drinking, Jiang Chen couldn't help teasing, "Why do I feel that being an agent is a waste of your talent? Why don't you go to work as a salesman in an arms company?"
"Hiccup," Natasha burped inelegantly, rolled her eyes at Jiang Chen, and tossed her blond hair behind her head domineeringly, "Come on, man, do you want to buy it or not?"
"purchase!"
"How much do you want to buy?" Natasha's bright red lips curved with satisfaction.
"Taiwan 8." Jiang Chen put down the skewers and said casually.
"Taiwan 8? Armed with two companies?" Natasha held her cheek bone with one hand, tilted her head and smacked her mouth, "It should be fine. I remember that the 8th Division under the Ural Military Region is preparing to prepare updated equipment. That pile Broken copper and iron are worried about having no buyers."
sweat! Is it really okay to describe your equipment like this in front of buyers
Jiang Chen thought with shame.
This guy was really drunk.
"What's the price?" Jiang Chen asked casually after wiping a handful of R strings.
"I don't know about this. But based on a rough estimate, it shouldn't be very expensive. The main thing that costs money is ammunition. Hmm...how many rockets do you need?"
Jiang Chen stretched out four fingers.
"Four thousand?" Natasha yawned and asked casually.
Jiang Chen smiled mysteriously and said hehe.
"forty thousand!"
The beer glass fell from his hand to the table with a bang. Beer spilled all over the table.
However, Natasha didn't care about the soaked clothes on her chest. She stood up with support on the table, stared at Jiang Chen with her half-drunk blue eyes, and whispered tremblingly.
"Four, forty thousand?"
"That's right, have you sold it?" Jiang Chen raised his chin provocatively and grinned.
"Are you sure it's not a thousand-ruble mortar, but a rocket?" Natasha asked in a voiceless voice.
"Is it really okay to speak so loudly here?" Jiang Chen coughed slightly and whispered.
Natasha's cheeks turned red. A quick glance around.
I saw that everyone in the BBQ shop was secretly looking at me. Many people who were talking stopped talking and stopped drinking from their beer glasses. There's been a lot of big news on Koro Island recently, and everyone's gossip mood is a little high. If she had said something like this today, exaggerated rumors such as "There was an arms dealer at the beach bar last night. He helped sell rocket launchers!" would have spread throughout the streets.
It is better for the arms business to keep a low profile.
Natasha pursed her lips and smiled ambiguously. Realizing that she had lost her composure, Natasha acted like she was drunk and put her index finger on Jiang Chen's chin.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let me see if you are a mortar or a large-caliber rocket."
She bit her red lips hard on the word "big".
Hearing such nasty words from a beautiful woman with such a hot body, all the male creatures in the store, including Jiang Chen, were shocked. They all raised their heads involuntarily.
After leaving these words, Natasha calmly reached out to cover her collar, turned and walked out of the store, disappearing from the sight of the wolves.
"Tsk, tsk. I can play with those legs for a year." A drunk man lying next to the bar, holding a beer glass, said dryly.
He glanced at his old friend with disdain, and the drunk man next to him said plausibly, "Tsk, you look like an amateur at first glance. I've seen girls for so many years, and that's just the curve of their buttocks. It's simply the best..."
The last words dissolved into a muffled belch.
His face turned red after being told by his old friend, and the drunkard choked angrily, "Young bastard beep beep! Don't you blow that toothpick of yours often? You can do it if you have the ability."
With a sneer, the old friend who originally spoke so eloquently softened: "I can't afford it."
As he spoke, he pointed to the Lamborghini outside the window.
It doesn’t matter whether it’s a “mortar” or a “rocket”, the key is the green Franklin. .
No matter what, the bar topic was successfully misled by Natasha. What mortars and rocket launchers, it turned out to be those things! Everyone looked at Jiang Chen with unkind expressions, their burning eyes filled with jealousy, jealousy, and jealousy.
"Are you confused about the uniform?"
Ignoring the envious and jealous glances, Jiang Chen smiled and shook his head as he recalled what she said when she got in the car.
The boldness that surpasses that of Liu Yao's beauty, and the shape of her buttocks, make people feel thirsty.
But those bastards are destined to be jealous in vain. Not to mention them, even Jiang Chen "can't afford it."
An in-depth exchange of performance art with a woman from the KGB is no different than running into a spider's web. Once you have a relationship with her that goes beyond normal friendship, you really have to be very conscious.
Jiang Chen slapped the one hundred dollar bill on the table and walked directly out the door without waiting for the waiter to change it.
Gentlemanly, Jiang Chen opened the car door for Natasha, walked to the driver's seat and sat down himself.
"Isn't it okay to drink and drive?"
Opening and closing her red lips, Natasha made the car smell like alcohol.
"Didn't you realize that you were the one drinking all this time?" Jiang Chen teased, reaching out to turn the car key, "Where is your home?"
Natasha looked at Jiang Chen with a smile and said nothing.
That look seemed to say: "Shouldn't I be a gentleman and invite me to your house to take a bath at this time?"
"Okay then, I'll take you back to the embassy."
"Don't!" Natasha said quickly, giving Jiang Chen a fierce look.
Appearing like this in the embassy, how could she maintain her dignity in front of her subordinates in the future
"Your apartment?" Jiang Chen said simply.
Pursing her red lips, Natasha poked at the GPS screen in anger.
"Fasten your seat belt." Grinning at her unwillingness, Jiang Chen opened the window, then stepped on the accelerator and hit the road.
The sea breeze blew away the smell of alcohol in the car.
"Are you scared?"
"What do I have to be afraid of?" Jiang Chen said with a smile.
This is true, he really hasn't been afraid of anything.
Her chest was wet and she was really cold from the wind. Natasha drunkenly stretched out her hand to close the car window.
"Afraid of the KGB identity, or afraid of going beyond friendship with an agent?"
Jiang Chen said nothing and reached out to turn on the music on the station.
Natasha rolled her eyes at Jiang Chen, curled her lips angrily, and then lost her voice. I peeked at her through the mirror, but all I saw was a drunken look. With her half-closed eyes, Jiang Chen couldn't figure out what she was thinking.
Soon the car stopped in front of her house.
Panting, Natasha pulled away the seat belt that was constricting her chest.
"It's time to change the car. The glass is bulletproof, but the hood and fuel tank are only covered with a layer of aluminum alloy."
Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
"You mean, someone wants to kill me?"
"Do you have to wait until someone wants to kill you before you know how to be safe? You can't be afraid of death." Natasha rolled her eyes at him, tossed her long blond hair, and stepped out of the car door.
That's right. Jiang Chen touched his chin and nodded.
How about we wait until this alien trend is resolved and then find a few experts in car design in the Sixth District to come up with a cool car
Seeing that Natasha had already walked to the door of the cabin, Jiang Chen suddenly remembered something serious that he had forgotten to talk about, so he hurriedly spoke.
"By the way, it's about arms..."
"I'm dizzy now. Just send me a text message. I'll contact the country after I get a two-hour sleep tomorrow morning." Waving her hands impatiently, Natasha held her head and walked toward the door.
Is it really okay
Seeing her swaying, Jiang Chen was really worried.
Seeing her close the door, Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, started the car and drove back towards home. (.)