America's Big Hero

American-made AGM-84 harpoon:

Weight: 1110kg

Warhead: 221 kg

Range: 93-315 kilometers, depending on the launch platform

If we put it into the present in 85...

Be conservative and keep a low profile. The Keeling class can single out half of the navy.

"Killin class." Joel Ronald pondered for a moment and said, "Killin class destroyers are indeed very good."

"That's right, rather than blowing it up as a target ship, you might as well sell it to me, right!" Sean spread his hands.

"The point is, there is no precedent for privately purchasing warships!"

"I never bought it privately, it was blown up, it was blown up!" Sean pointed outside.

"Target ship? It exploded!" Joel Ronald stared at the boss.

This is not a gun or something, such a big warship is placed on the sea!

Blind, can't see!

It will definitely be discovered, okay?

Joel Ronald thought Sean was crazy.

"That's completely scrapped, and sold at the price of scrap steel!" Sean thought for a while, "Well, it's sold to a waste recycling and processing plant. Tomorrow, tomorrow, I will set up one."

"You are just joking, who would believe it!" Joel Ronald said a little bit dumbfounded.

"Whether others believe it or not, I believe it anyway!" Sean laughed and said, "Who will believe it? I believe it, you believe it, the military believes it, and that's enough!"

"Who will investigate?" Sean chuckled, "To put it bluntly, who doesn't know that the military is helping to transport drugs, how to investigate!?"

"You..." Joel Ronald hesitated.

"Find more people, let's carry it together!" Sean continued to confuse, "Besides, there is no precedent for Congress to control military matters. MacArthur did more in Japan back then, so why not participate in the presidential election? It's gone!"

"I'm not really making a fake, um, the scrap steel recycling company must be real!" Sean thought for a while and said: "I will definitely start this company, and the business will be very big!"

"No, are you serious? What's the use of this thing?" Joel Ronald looked at Sean's serious look, and was a little confused.

"Sell it. Although scrap steel can no longer be smelted into high-quality steel, there is no problem with ordinary quality steel. I know they need it to sell to the big country in the east, and there is a huge demand." Sean frowned. Wrinkled slightly, he touched his chin and counted.

Rabbit's demand for steel in the next 20 years is beyond imagination, and this is a sure-fire deal.

Moreover, it happens that I have a waste incineration power plant, and I can use electric furnaces to make steel.

If you remember correctly, electric furnace steelmaking is to use scrap steel as the main raw material to produce high-quality carbon structural steel, tool steel and alloy steel.

This smelting method has low production cost, high labor productivity, and can also digest scrap steel for recycling, which is beneficial to environmental protection.

Yes, you can also play the banner of environmental protection and get certain preferential policies from the state government!

perfect!

I'm such a genius!

At this time, Sean completely forgot what he had promised Monroe Dive before.

Who is Monroe Deve?

do I know?

What is random investment?

Is the mind of a genius beyond the imagination of mortals! ?

joke!

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Seeing that Sean lost his mind, Joel Ronald thought that this guy didn't want to buy a warship anymore.

That's a business worth millions!

When he thought that those green cuties were likely to leave him under his persuasion, he suddenly felt distressed.

Angina pectoris!

There is no one that cannot be cured by millions.

No, you talk, I'm so scared if you don't talk...

I don't object anymore, can't I! !

Chapter 202: The Navy and Traditional Culture

"Ah, ah, it's nothing, I suddenly thought of something interesting." Sean came back to his senses, smiled and hugged Joel Ronald's shoulders, "Let me tell you, everything is fake, Dao Le It's true!"

"Dao Le, US Dao Le!" A hand reached out to Joel Ronald and gestured for counting money.

"There is nothing that can't be solved by spending money. If there is, then it's because you haven't spent enough money!"

"Think again!"

"Hey." Joel Ronald rubbed his hands with a smile.

The break just now made Joel Ronald make up his mind.

For more than a year, with Sean's way, Joel Ronald also made a lot of money, and even used this to move around.

This time Sean is going to buy a Killing class, which is not a small sum. While making a lot of money, it can also open up a lot of relationships.

Perhaps, one's own position may not have no chance to go up.

You can have US Knife Music, and you can walk upwards, why not?

There is no reason!

"But there is a problem that you have to solve by yourself." Joel Ronald said after thinking for a while.

"What, you said!" Sean asked aloud.

"You have to take care of the presidential palace, don't give you the boat here, someone will check it out there." Joel Ronald reminded.

"Don't worry, it's not a big problem." Sean thought for a while, and it should be possible to find Bush Jr.

Big deal spend some money.

Spend some time, even if it's sneaky.

With this Keeling-class warship, in this street in the Caribbean, ask who is...

Sean: U.S. military, you stand up first.

Sean: Everyone here is a grandson thief!

At that time, if you want to interfere in the internal affairs of Colombia and Venezuela, what can you do if you don't have anything in hand?

Even if it is supporting the rebels.

It is impossible to count on the US military.

Even if this matter is settled, as for the price, Joel Ronald can't decide for a while, and he needs to discuss it with the people above, after all, many people split the money.

Sean is not in a hurry, this is for himself now, there is no place to dock, and we will wait until the base port in Cartagena is completed.

As for whether the Colombian military will let it stop?

How about you hit me?

Whatever, really!

Of course, this is just a joke, he is a sovereign country after all.

Panama:? ? ?

Damei: What are you looking at!

Panama: All right...

That's all about Keeling for the time being. Apart from that, Sean has other things to buy.

"Small gunboat? That small thing with a displacement of 500 tons?" Joel Ronald was taken aback, and asked a little puzzled, "What do you want this thing for?"

"Are you going to attack Columbia or something?"

Sean was about to say that he was crazy to attack Colombia, when Joel Ronald said, "No, you don't need such an advanced gunboat to attack Colombia."

Sean:? ? ?

Is the Colombian Navy shameless?

Seeing Sean's appearance, Joel Ronald said with a smile: "Don't believe me, don't think I'm insulting them, let me tell you, the largest number in the Colombian navy is port patrol boats, with more than 40 ships. That thing..."

"How should I put it, the large displacement is about 2 tons, and the firepower has several machine guns. I was almost hit and sunk by a small fishing boat when I was patrolling a while ago!"

Pfft, Sean spewed out a mouthful of coffee.

"Yes, that's it. Their main battleship, by the way, and two submarines, but they have to be careful in using them, and they will fall apart if they accidentally drive into the sea." Joel Ronald's face was full of contempt.

Also, the Caribbean Sea is the swimming pool in the back garden of the US military, so it would be great if other countries could have ships!

warship! ?

Do you want a model?

Sean shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm dealing with pirates!"

"Ha! This is not 300 years ago, and there are no pirates in the Caribbean." Joel Ronald said with a big laugh.

"You can have this!" Sean shook his head and smiled, "It's not a good thing that there are no pirates, it's too idle."

"If there are no gangsters, what's the use of the police? If there are no pirates, what's the use of the navy?"

Joel Ronald leaned back on the seat, squinting at Sean, always feeling that this guy was up to no good.

"Haha, don't talk about that." Sean laughed and changed the subject: "I'm here to deal with drug criminals. You know, I'm the one who hates evil the most, and I'm incompatible with drug criminals!"

"Well, well, I don't care what you want to do, but these things are generally used as target ships, well, it's not a problem to get you a few ships." Joel Ronald said indifferently.

"Well, help me install weapons, small-caliber naval guns, and maintain them well."

"Small-caliber naval guns, my God." Joel Ronald muttered, "Then you have to search in the garbage dump. There are quite a few dismantled from abandoned ships, and they are all rusty."

"How long will it take to get it?"

"Well, half a month."

"how much is it?"

"50, one piece, how many do you want?" Joel Ronald deliberated and asked for a high price. He waited for Sean to bargain, and he was satisfied with 10.

Those rags are rotting in the warehouse, and it is not easy to sell scrap iron.

"Three boats should be enough." It's really expensive, Xiao En murmured in his heart, if the old man disintegrates, this kind of rags can be exchanged for the same weight of flour.

But he is in the United States, so it's not easy to use Lao Maozi's things.

The U.S. military will not be happy here.

Seeing that Sean agreed without even blinking, Joel Ronald's eyes and brows were full of joy.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone the price." Sean blinked suddenly, "We are friends, dear relatives and friends!"

"Yes, we are friends."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

That feeling is real!

After solving the problem of the ship, Sean returned to Cartagena and contacted Gustavo at the same time.

How else could it be said that colleagues are enemies? Gustavo gave Sean all the information he knew about drug dealers from South America without any hesitation.

And also promised that they will continue to inquire about this aspect, when, from where, and what ship they used...

As for Columbia, Sean has the street committee.

Sean also learned about the delivery channels in South America before.

Some were transported by the US military, some were transported by the CIA, and some were ordinary drug lords who specialized in transit.

In the end, some big organizations came here to get the goods directly.