Hearing Aso Jiro's almost jaw-dropping tone, Zhao Pian, who had already expected such a scene, clapped his hands lightly and explained.
"Yes, the weapons and equipment in these wooden boxes are all products of our party, and they can all be used. Our country's National Party has the best weapons manufacturing technology and the most complete weapons production line. The products produced are all top-notch equipment in this apocalypse. The purpose of my trip here is to open the door to cooperation with you. After all, from the perspective of business cooperation, I think both of us hope to have a long-term relationship, don't we?”
In the short amount of time Zhao Pian was talking, the security guards who received the signal from Aso Jiro rolled up their sleeves and used their fastest speed to pry open the remaining 19 wooden boxes. The contents of the boxes were presented to Liu Tao along with the first wooden box that Wei Hua had opened.
Looking at the murderous weapons on the ground, Aso Jiro, who was a former regular army soldier, could tell what kind of weapons and equipment these brand-new colors were.
The weapons in the crates were none other than the most basic Japanese military equipment that Wei Hua had asked Zhao Pian to exchange for from the Glory system.
From the Taisho Ten-Year Grenade Grenade Discharger and the Nanbu Taisho 11-Year Light Machine Gun that fired 50mm shells, to the standard equipment of the Japanese army, the 1905 Urisaka 38 6.5mm caliber rifle, and the most common weapon of the Japanese military officers at that time, the 14-type Nanbu Semi-Automatic Handgun. The equipment that Wei Hua had brought this time was all brand new and high-quality goods. The quantity was enough to arm two reinforced platoons.
In fact, in this post-apocalyptic world where society collapsed and order was overturned, the remaining human survivors had long lost their pre-war military production lines and equipment manufacturing technology. In addition to the technological failure caused by the meteorite.
Most of the people who survived in the wild survivors 'strongholds used old-fashioned weapons such as bows and crossbows, and some even made simple and crude nail pistols with stamping parts such as spring screws. However, in most cases, these weapons could only ensure that they did not explode and hurt the owner. As for killing enemies, you had to make sure that you had the courage to pull the trigger of this thing.
In the city, which had a complete military organization, there were some basic light weapons production lines and light military factories that could produce individual melee weapons and related logistics supplies. However, all of this could only be carried out if the corresponding military raw materials were sufficient. In the post-apocalyptic world, the terrible wild environment filled with zombies and even insects meant that the military production line in the city would never be able to operate at full speed to produce the best weapons.
In summary, even Aso Jiro, one of the four big shots in Tokyo, who controlled the entire city's firearms market single-handedly, did not have much firearms resources to sell. Currently, most of the goods circulating in his private arms market were second-rate goods that were either old or used. Even so, the price of the entire arms market was still high and even soaring.
With the old insectoid weapons in hand, you could at least survive and have the strength to fight back. Without these things, you could be said to be like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. You wouldn't even know how you died.
It was also because of this that Aso Jiro, who had been in a high position for many years, could not help but be slightly shocked when he saw the brand-new elite firearms and equipment brought by Wei Hua. God knows when was the last time he saw so many brand-new Military Firearms in front of him? Twenty years ago? Or was it when he first enlisted thirty years ago?
After calming down his slightly rapid breathing, Aso Jiro began to slowly organize all the relevant clues in his heart.
New and powerful World War II ammunition. The young and confident Fuhrer. And the World War II vehicle parked in the parking lot at the door
"This young man is definitely not an ordinary scoundrel. At the very least, there should be a powerful force behind him that has the ability to produce independent military products that are immune to technological failures. As long as I could seize this opportunity, I would be able to firmly control the firearms market in Tokyo. After equipping my personal guards with these first-class firearms, my authority in the four-member council would definitely increase. At that time, even if those three old fellows were not convinced, it would be too late.”
After quickly organizing all the important factors, the experienced Aso Jiro quickly came to the conclusion that he could not let go of the opportunity presented to him by Wei Hua, the God of Fortune. Whether it was for his own interests or for the sake of strengthening the armed forces of Tokyo City to better protect the city's security, he had to take down Wei Hua, a vital piece of fat meat, and lay a solid foundation for future development.
Thinking of this, Wei Hua, who had already secretly come to a conclusion in his heart, gently raised his right hand and waved it forward. After understanding, the security personnel immediately walked forward and closed the wooden boxes placed on the gorgeous marble tiles again. They carefully carried these wooden boxes containing killing weapons out of the hall as if they were carrying some incredible treasure.
"If possible, please follow me to my private office to discuss the specific price of this transaction and the details of future cooperation. What do you think, Mr. Wei Hua?”
Wei Hua looked at Aso Jiro, who was respectfully inviting him with one hand and had a bright smile on his face like a blooming chrysanthemum. After lowering his head and smiling slightly, Wei Hua spoke slowly in a rather humble tone.
"I'd love to, Mr. Aso."
"Haha, Mr. Wei, you flatter me. This way please.”
Ten minutes later, Wei Hua, who had already informed Aso Jiro of the exact number and details of the arms, was asked about the ideal transaction amount. His answer surprised the self-proclaimed knowledgeable Aso Jiro.
"Exchange the transaction amount with an equivalent amount of crystal cores? Are you sure you want to do this? Wei Sang."
Gazing at the astonished Aso Jiro in front of him, Wei Hua nodded his head with confidence. He had already planned out his future actions without any hesitation.
"Yes, Mr. Aso. As far as the purpose of my trip to Tokyo is concerned, this large number of crystal cores is indeed the primary goal that I have to achieve.”
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