Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 381 Bulk Aircraft
"What I mean is, since your plan states that the aircraft must be destroyed and scrapped, what if I'm willing to buy the dismantled 'scrap metal'?"

There was a deep meaning in Song Heping's eyes.

"What do you mean?" Mustafa vaguely guessed what Song Heping meant, but for a moment he was not sure whether that was what he meant.

Song Heping said: "There are many ways to destroy it, such as dismantling the aircraft into its parts and shell. That counts as dismantling it, doesn't it?"

Mustafa understood this time.

He knew what Song Heping meant.

However, he is still weighing the feasibility of this.

"Mr. Song, if you want to be exempted from liability, you have to tear it into pieces." He reminded Song Heping tentatively.

Song Heping spread his hands and said, "There are different ways to break it up. For example, I can have it dismantled into hundreds of parts, and then sent to different countries as scrap metal through different companies. All the contracts and procedures are very complete. Do you think I can be exempted from liability?"

Mustafa frowned slightly. He looked at Song Heping and then his gaze fell on Yusuf standing beside him.

After a long while, he finally asked a question: "Mr. Song, how much can you pay for a Su-24?"

"My budget is $50."

Song Heping's original budget was one million per aircraft, but now that it has to be dismantled, the cost of team assembly must naturally be taken into account.

He had already decided to buy the planes in piecemeal quantities and have a team of technicians assemble them at the base in Venezuela.

The worst that could happen is we could ask a Russian team to come over and get it done in a few days.

"50?" Mustafa was a little disappointed. His eyes dimmed and his expression became businesslike again. "That's too cheap."

Song Heping said: "I buy scrap metal, of course it's cheap. It would be unreasonable to charge too high a price. After all, the only explanation I can give for selling these parts is that they are sold to other countries that have Su-24 aircraft as spare parts. However, I will give an additional commission of $100 million for each aircraft."

The last sentence hit Mustafa hard in the heart.

His eyes were lit up again, he became energetic again, and there was a hint of joy on his face.

"Ah...that's it..."

He sat on the sofa, seemingly lost in thought again.

After a while, he suddenly stood up and said to Song Heping, "Mr. Song, you can contact Yusuf from now on. He will arrange everything. As for me..."

He gave a cunning smile.

"Just pretend we never talked about it."

After saying that, he turned to Yusuf and said, "Please send Mr. Song off. I have something else to do."

When Song Heping came out of Mustafa's office, he already had an idea in his mind.

"Youssef, your minister is a sly old jerk."

The implication is to remind Yusuf that the minister actually agreed, but he was unwilling to come forward, let alone agree publicly.

But he doesn't care what Yusuf does.

This is called turning a blind eye.

"Hmph!" Yusuf said dissatisfiedly, "I'll take the lion's share of the profits, and I'll take the blame if there's any!"

Song Heping patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, you don't plan to retire here. You're going to work for a few years and then immigrate to another country to enjoy life."

The numbers in his overseas accounts appeared in Yusuf's mind, and he immediately calmed down a lot.

"By the way, dismantling an airplane is a technical job. It has to be done by professionals without damaging any parts."

Song Heping said, "Don't worry. Take me to see the planes first. I want two in good condition. As for the technicians, I will arrange them within a week. They will come to dismantle the planes. I will arrange everything else. You can just count your money."

Yusuf smiled. "Oh, it's so comfortable to do business with you, brother! By the way, come to my house tonight. You've been away from Yiligo for so long. Friends in the circle all want to see you. Many times people asked where you've been, and I couldn't answer... By the way, where did you go some time ago?"

"Go to Venezuela and buy some land. I plan to build a mercenary training school. Once it's built, you can go there for vacation and play with guns."

"Forget about playing with guns. If I leave Yiligo in the future, I never want to see a gun again in my life."

"If you retire, you can go to Venezuela. I'll be there to protect you. It's very safe..."

"Really?"

"Really!" After coming out of the Palace of the Republic, the two got into Song Heping's car and went to the makeshift airport where they bought the SA-9 last time.

The airport was still the same, and the soldiers guarding it were still the same. When they saw Song Heping arriving, they all smiled and bowed to express their welcome.

"Good day, Mr. Song, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"What did you come here to see today, Mr. Song?"

The guard opened the door and greeted Song Heping in the car in various ways.

The last time they bought missiles, Song Heping came several times and gave them generous rewards every time, which was higher than their monthly salary.

Seeing the generous Song Heping again this time, the guards knew that good things must be happening again. There must be something in this makeshift airport that the boss had taken a fancy to, and they were eager to make a deal quickly so that they could get a good deal.

There were two Su-25s and three Su-24s at that airport.

The three Su-24s are actually in good condition. They are covered with smocks, and when they are lifted up, they are well maintained. I just don't know what the condition of the engines and other equipment is like.

Song Heping had seen one of the Su-25s last time and was very excited at that time. With this thing, he would be able to take on some bigger jobs when expanding his business in the future.

Using this thing to deal with drug trafficking gangs or small armed groups is just like playing.

After looking at the Su-24 and Su-25, Song Heping walked out of the hangar and suddenly saw that there was one last hangar at the east end with the door closed.

He had never been inside there before, so out of curiosity he asked, "Yusuf, what kind of plane is in that hangar?"

Yusuf glanced and said, "Helicopter."

When he heard it was a helicopter, Song Heping became interested.

In fact, he has always wanted to get a helicopter in Irigoe. It can be used to fly from the Green Zone to the oil field area, or to other places. Especially if the convoy is attacked in Irigoe, a helicopter can be used for rapid support.

What's more, Dominic has been complaining that he has no work to do and is so idle that he is almost covered in moss.

Then he pointed to the hangar and said, "Take me to see it."

Yusuf said, "What's so good about taking something? It's bad."

"bad?"

"Yes, when we found this place, we sent a pilot over here. He said it couldn't start and was broken. Later we saw a bullet hole in the fuselage. I guess it was hit by a stray bullet during the exchange of fire when we captured this place."

Yusuf said as he asked the guard to open the hangar door.

Song Heping took a look and saw that it was actually a Mi-171.

This type of helicopter is very common all over the world. It was the star of the former Soviet Union's arms export era, and I often rode it when I was in the army.

After circling around the Mi-171, Song Heping felt that it was in good condition, except that there were indeed two bullet holes on the nose of the aircraft, which seemed to be caused by a 12.7 caliber machine gun.

"Yusuf, are you selling this?"

"It really won't start." Yusuf was very honest: "What's the point of buying it? Sell it as scrap metal?"

"So you're really selling it as scrap metal? You're not going to repair it?"

Song Heping looked at the big guy in the hangar and liked it more and more. He had a feeling that the damage to this plane should not be serious.

"They can really be sold for scrap metal. The previous maintenance technicians have long since left, and they're former government soldiers, so they'll never hire them again. Besides, the Americans are asking us to buy their new helicopters, so what do we need these old Soviet helicopters for? They're useless even if they're dismantled for spare parts." Yusuf said, "If you really want this broken aircraft, I can take care of it. Take it for $2."

"Twenty thousand dollars?" Song Heping looked at the plane again and agreed immediately: "Okay, I'll take the twenty thousand dollars."

A Mi-171 costs $, which is cheaper than the sand in the desert.

"Why did you buy it?" Yusuf asked, puzzled. "I've checked it and it's definitely broken. If I need a replacement part, where can I find one?"

"The mountain man has his own clever plan." Song Heping already had an idea in his mind. If the parts really broke, he could just call the chef for help. This guy should be able to get it.

Now everything is ready on Iligo's side. He is just waiting for news from the chef. If he can find a suitable flight team, he will immediately ask them to come here to practice with this helicopter and see how capable they are.

If it is repaired, it will be placed in the Irigo company to form a quick response support team, or it can be used for emergency commuting.

Even if it really can't be repaired, you can have it dismantled and sell the parts for a profit.

　Please give me a monthly ticket! Please give me a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)