Gong Er's jaw dropped in shock. "You really have ten divisions of American equipment? That's impossible! If we follow the organization of the Clown Troops, how much would the equipment for these ten divisions cost?"

Zhang Yunhe smiled and said, "Three hundred and eighty million, plus 100 P40 fighter jets, that's three hundred and eighty-five million!"

"Three, three hundred million, close to four hundred million? Hiss—"

Even though Gong Er had seen the world and his family had a lot of money, he was still shocked to learn that a batch of arms was worth three to four hundred million yuan.

After being shocked, he asked again: "Are you talking about US dollars or legal tender?"

Zhang Yunhe lit a cigarette. "Second Young Master, this is boring. American equipment is of course settled in US dollars. Besides, I don't believe that Second Young Master doesn't know the true value of this batch of goods. Over 300 million French francs and over 300 million US dollars are many times different!"

"Before we went to war with the Japanese, one US dollar was worth 3.33 yuan of French francs. Now, according to the official exchange rate, one US dollar is worth 17.68 yuan of French francs. But the actual market exchange rate is 1 US dollar for 25 yuan of French francs. Tell me, how much has the French franc depreciated compared to before the war?"

Gong Er looked a little embarrassed. He reached out and touched his slicked-back hair, then looked at Zhang Yunhe and said, "Mr. Zhang, can I take a look at this batch of goods?"

Zhang Yunhe said, "In Jiangzhou, we only have samples of every kind. You can take a look at them without any problem. However, the actual goods are not here. If you are sure you want to buy this batch of goods, I can ship it over within a week!"

Gong Er took a sip of tea, thought for a moment and said, "I want to see the samples first!"

"No problem, you can see the samples anytime, it just depends on whether Second Young Master has time! But I have to go out tomorrow and won't be back until a week later. If Second Young Master doesn't want to see it today, you'll have to wait until a week later!" Zhang Yunhe said.

Gong Er took out his pocket watch with a gold chain and checked the time. He said immediately, "Let's go now while it's still early!"

"Okay, but wouldn't you like to eat something first?"

"No, I'll just grab some snacks to eat on the way. Let's go!"

The appearance of Mr. Gong Er was quite grand. There were 9 cars in total, two of which were occupied by service personnel, and the rest were bodyguards. Two of the trucks were filled with soldiers armed with live ammunition. It was so majestic.

Led by Zhang Yunhe, the convoy arrived at the dock. The entire dock now belonged to him. There were more than 300 armed men on the dock, all of whom were his men.

Seeing Zhang Yunhe get out of the first car, the captain on duty, Qin Jian, immediately ran over and stood at attention to report: "Boss, the security team is carrying out guard patrol duties at the dock. Please give instructions!"

Zhang Yunhe waved his hand: "I'll bring the buyer to look at the samples. Tell someone to open warehouse No. 1!"

"Yes, boss!"

The group arrived at the door of Warehouse No. 1. When the big iron door opened, Zhang Yunhe immediately gestured to Gong Er, "Second Young Master, please come in!"

This warehouse is filled with samples of various weapons and equipment, but there is no ammunition. There are several samples of each type of weapon and equipment, ranging from pistols, magazines, and loading plates to tanks and even several models of fighter jets.

The first thing Gong Er saw when he entered the warehouse was several samples of fighter planes of different models. He asked in surprise, "Do you have all these fighter planes?"

"We have everything. As long as you have money, even if I don't have it, I will find a way to get it!" Zhang Yunhe said with a smile.

"Mr. Zhang, you are amazing, you really have great powers!" Gong Er is a rich and noble young man. In this era, there are really not many people who can be looked up to by him, especially young people, but Zhang Yunhe really shocked him so much that even he had to sigh and admire him.

"Second Young Master, you are too kind. I just want to make a living. I just have some connections in this area. In other aspects, Second Young Master is far better than me!" Zhang Yunhe said modestly.

"Haha, I like you! By the way, can we smoke here?" Gong Er asked, taking out a cigar.

Zhang Yunhe said, "It's okay, go ahead and smoke. There are only weapon samples here, no ammunition or gunpowder. Just stomp on the cigarette butt when you're done!"

Gong Er immediately put a cigar in his mouth, and an attendant beside him immediately struck a match to light it for him.

Gong Er, smoking a cigarette, walked under a P-40 fighter plane and touched the fuselage, landing gear wheels, and the machine gun barrel under the nose. As he touched the fuselage, he walked around the fighter plane and exclaimed, "What great stuff, Mr. Zhang! Are these real fighter planes or 1:1 models?"

"Of course it's the real thing. Who would make such a large model and put it here? All the fighter planes here need is a full tank of fuel and ammunition, and a pilot can take them off!"

Gong Er took a good look at the samples of several fighter planes, and then went to see other weapons and equipment, including pistols, rifles, submachine guns, light machine guns, heavy machine guns, grenade launchers, mortars, as well as field guns, mountain guns, infantry guns of various models and calibers.

"What kind of cannon is this?" Gong Er asked, pointing at a cannon.

Zhang Yunhe said, "This is an anti-tank gun, also called an anti-tank gun. It's specifically designed to deal with tanks, but it can also be used to attack bunkers. If the Japanese have chariots or medium tanks, this kind of anti-tank gun can basically knock them out with one shot. And the Japanese have built bunkers and turrets all over the place, we can also take them out with one shot. It's really cool!"

"Think about it, a Japanese tank costs tens of thousands of dollars, and this shell is only a few dozen dollars. One shell can destroy a Japanese tank. We earn a lot of money with tears in our eyes!"

"Hahaha, it really feels great to hear you say that!" Gong Er laughed and seemed to be in a good mood.

Not long after, the group came to the tank samples again. Zhang Yunhe introduced them, "This one is the Japanese's bean tank, and this one over here is the Japanese's medium tank! Over there are the clown's light tank and heavy tank. Second Young Master, you can compare them!"

"The Japanese are short on resources and have limited steel production, so they save as much as possible when designing and manufacturing their weapons. Look at this Bean Tank and medium tank compared to the Joker's. The armor thickness is so different, so their protection capabilities are naturally incomparable!"

"So the Japanese tanks are much cheaper than the Jokers' tanks. These are all original new goods, which means they have never been used since they left the factory. If the Second Young Master wants them, I can get them!"

Gong Er was quite shocked. "Mr. Zhang, you can get the Joker's weapons and equipment, I don't doubt that you have the ability. But you can get the Japanese's weapons and equipment, and they are original and new. This is what surprises me. Could it be that you have found a way to contact the senior quartermaster of the Japanese?"

Zhang Yunhe smiled and said, "Second Young Master, this is my business secret. Please forgive me for not telling you anything!"

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