Knight of the Light

As the transportation hub of ‘Holy Light’ at Ermao’s home, Boryspil Airport takes 40 to 50 large transport planes daily. The freight fleet outside the airport is endless, and it is non-stop day and night.

In order to allow air transportation to operate normally, the airport has recently added a lot of equipment and personnel.

To outsiders, the boss of the airport black market is Marcos. But those who know the inside have a guess in their minds. The biggest businessman in the black market is ‘Holy Light’, which cannot be concealed at all.

Ilham took the old man into the terminal, and after a series of rigorous investigations, he finally saw the head of Kiev, the newly rising power.

The former East German agent had blood spots on his body, holding a wet leather whip, and lying under his feet...

The body that just swallowed.

Seeing the visitor, Marcos, regardless of the blood stains on his body, laughed and stepped forward to give Ilham a hug, "My friend, you came just right. I have some goods here, you must like it."

Ilham endured a bloody, awkward smile. He glanced at the corpse on the ground and asked in fright, "This is..."

"A journalist with a conscience wants to unveil the chaotic world in the Western media. He even equipped a miniature camera for spying, hoping to shoot some of the most powerful content."

Marcos dropped his leather whip and walked into the bathroom next to the office. He washed his hands, dried the blood on his face, and called his men to drag the body away.

"Actually, most reporters are willing to take some money and do some interesting reports. But there are always a few **** elements, which makes me very embarrassed."

Marcos poured a glass in the wine cabinet and moistened his throat. "Actually, I am saving more people. Because I kill at most one or two. But if the situation is not controlled, when my boss comes, he will kill it. Have at least double digits."

The dragged body left spreading blood on the ground, and Ilham stood next to him and sighed repeatedly. Marcos noticed the old man next to him and asked, "This...?"

Ilham wanted to speak, but the old man interrupted: "There is no need to introduce me, I just come to see what is worth buying here."

Oh..., Marcos beckoned, "There is something, you must like it. Come with me."

There is a small warehouse next to Marcos's office, which is about three or four hundred square meters, with a dozen shelves. A mobile trailer was placed on the ground in the back of the shelf.

The old man entered the warehouse and was attracted by the dazzling goods on the shelves. But when he saw the trailer, he exclaimed, "tf-30?"

That's right, the turbofan engine used by Tomcat, tf-30. From the perspective of the brand new engine blades, this thing seems to have just been shipped from the factory. Next to it are repair accessories and tools.

"Your Excellency Sattari, you can look closer." Marco Ke said with a laugh.

The old man looked down, "Do you know me?"

"If I don't know the experts of Persian Aerospace Industries, how can I do this business with you?"

Marcos stared at the old man as if he had decided on the other side.

"This is a brand new tf-30-p-412 engine, five million dollars per unit. If we need to help transport, plus a hundred thousand dollars freight."

This is to pick up the knife and prepare to slaughter. The old man with big eyes widened his eyes, but he didn't have much objection to this price-it was a black market smuggling price. How many times can it be called the black market?

One set of five million dollars is already very conscience. After all, there is no price for this thing, and Persia could not buy it in the past.

The old man made a few rounds around the engine. He was surprised to find that the nearly two tons of toys did not even have a production number, or had been deliberately erased.

"Where did you get the tf-30?"

"Commercial secrets, no comment."

"Do you have a trading channel at the "Grumman" company?"

"Maybe, as you guess."

"How do we trade? How to inspect the goods? How do I know that your engine is not an empty shell?"

The old man asked a lot in one breath, quite seriously.

Marcos laughed and said: "We have more than a dozen tf-30s in hand, we can deliver one for you to verify. You feel that there is no problem with the engine and then you can pay."

This condition sounds very good, and it is very considered for Persia to eliminate their worries. But this is exactly what Persia needs, knowing that they will definitely pay for it.

You know, Persia originally had seventy-nine Tomcats, excluding various losses, but there are still fifty or sixty. But less than half of them can fly.

This is not the worst. In the next two or three decades, Persia will not find a fighter that can replace Tomcat. It cannot even make a second-generation machine like the f-5e.

The Persian Tomcat will be tossed repeatedly, and is expected to serve until the 1930s of the new century. Under such circumstances, it is too important for the Persian Air Force to restore several Tomcats to flight capability.

Marcos said that the confidence was so full that the obstacles to the transaction between the two parties completely disappeared. He said frankly: "We can also help you repair the Tomcat, each repair only needs 30 million US dollars, and provide a one-year warranty."

The price is really dark, too dark!

The brand new bare metal is only 80 million dollars.

The old man pondered this, and suddenly asked half a day later: "Can you still do oil trading here?"

Marcos rejoices again, "This is a technical problem. There are still great difficulties, but it is not impossible to solve."

There are actually many oil buyers in Persia, both Western Europe, Japan and South Korea. But now that the situation in the Gulf is tense, Eagle Sauce has tightened the blockade again, making Persia really uncomfortable.

Under such circumstances, it is difficult for outsiders to think of who else of Persia’s foreign trade partners? Is it completely terminated?

No, there are still many countries that will trade with Persia.

One is native chicken. That’s right, it’s ‘Hakachi Junior High School’. Tabriz, which Zhou Qingfeng had visited before, had oil pipelines leading to native chickens.

The second is Iraq. Yes, the Persian industrial system is the best in the Middle East and can provide basic industrial products. Rival enemies in those days are now doing business.

Three, is the third brother. Everyone knows that Sange's family has more cultivated land, but few people know that Sange's family lacks oil and coal. Without these two, the industrial difficulty will increase tenfold.

The fourth is the Beibang, where people are poor and have high ambitions, and are more courageous. The more they blockade, the more they demand foreign trade.

As long as they can make money, there are a lot of banks, transportation companies, and underground merchants all over the world running for the blocked country. Eagle sauce works very hard, but it cannot block smuggling channels in Mexico and South America, not to mention other hot spots.

The Desperado started to be ruthless, and no matter what the eagle sauce and chicken sauce, the emperor had to get away.

Although Persia is poor, a lot of money can still be spared by having a family together. It currently depends on how much they are willing to spend on maintaining military power.

Similarly, for Persia, it is always good to sell oil through multiple channels. In fact, it also lacks foreign exchange, which is even less than domestic. As for this channel is not formal, it does not matter at all.

The old man named Sattari turned around in Marcos, and found that the goods he needed were in the airport black market. Although the price is more expensive, they are all in stock.

Marcos received orders for more than a dozen engines, radar, avionics, machine tools, maintenance tools, electromechanical equipment, etc. in one night. The total amount easily adds up to hundreds of millions of dollars.

This is only a preliminary requirement, and more mutual trust and understanding will be established in the future, and the business will only grow bigger and bigger. "Holy Light" can sell too much.

In Sattari's view, the cost of shipping the eagle sauce engine to Ermao's house is certainly not small. One set of five million dollars is actually fair.

But the engine that was actually put on sale was the one that Uncle Zhou moved from Hesa ​​Ant before. In addition to being more time-consuming and tiring, the cost is very low.

Zhou Qingfeng expected that Persia would be more courageous and he would directly hand over the fighter to him for repairs, which would make him more profitable. As for the punishment of eagle sauce, he didn't care.

Anyway, ‘Holy Light’ has no other skills, and smuggling has become an instinct.

Sattari finalized the agreement of intent with Marcos, and before leaving, it seemed to be asked casually: "Can you really do oil business?"

Marcos hummed, "As long as there is enough profit, the arms business is done, and the oil business is not impossible. After all, we are international businessmen."

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