Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

Chapter 997 Old Zhou wanted to buy it but didn't have the money.

Zhang Yunhe explained, "The C46 can carry a maximum of 4.6 tons of cargo, the C47 can carry 2.7 tons, while the C54 can carry even more, up to 14.8 tons at a time, earning it the nickname 'Airborne Overlord' from the clown soldiers!"

General Zhou pointed to the C-54 and asked, "How much does one of these cost?"

“I’m not selling this one. I’m keeping it for my air transport squadron, and I only have three of them!” Zhang Yunhe said.

Looking at the massive C54, General Zhou was completely mesmerized and said, "It's just money, right? Name your price!"

“This costs $40 a unit. I finally managed to get it from the Joker. I’m really not selling it!” Zhang Yunhe emphasized again.

General Zhou said, "Give me three, even if it's $400,000 each. We've done so much business together, Mr. Zhang, please help me out!"

Seeing that General Zhou really wanted to buy it, Zhang Yunhe had no choice but to agree.

At that moment, a lieutenant colonel ran over and saluted General Zhou: "Report, we've checked everything, all the planes are operational, and the men have figured out how to fly them."

General Zhou pointed at the C54S and said, "Get me three of those big machines too!"

Zhang Yunhe gestured to Qin Jian beside him, and Qin Jian, seeing this, said to the lieutenant colonel, "Come with me!"

General Zhou took the briefcase from his attendant, took out a checkbook from the briefcase, wrote a check, handed it to Zhang Yunhe, and said, "You can cash it at the bank anytime!"

Zhang Yunhe took the check, glanced at it, and then handed it to the person next to him, saying, "Go and withdraw the money this afternoon!"

"Yes, sir!"

General Zhou took out a cigarette case, handed one to Zhang Yunhe, and asked, "When will the P40 arrive?"

After taking two puffs of his cigarette, Zhang Yunhe said, "Within two months, there are 300 aircraft, after all. They don't have that many in stock, so they have to work overtime to produce them. But they guarantee delivery within two months. General Zhou, please rest assured, I will definitely keep my promise. If this batch of goods doesn't arrive by then, I will make other compensations!"

"In addition, I also ordered 100 B-29 heavy bombers from Boeing. These are the ace of the Joker's Air Force, known as the Superfortress. Even the Jokers themselves don't have many of them!"

"This thing is really something else. It can carry 9 tons of bombs of various types, is equipped with 12 12.7 mm machine guns and a 20 mm cannon, has a maximum range of 5600 kilometers, a maximum speed of 574 kilometers per hour, and a maximum ceiling of meters. This thing is tough and durable; even fighter jets might not be able to beat it. Even the Germans were drooling with envy after they learned about it. That tells you just how domineering this thing is!"

General Zhou, being a former air force officer, naturally knew what these performance figures meant. After listening, he couldn't help but swallow hard and asked, "What's the price?"

Zhang Yunhe glanced at General Zhou, then shook his head: "Forget it, you can't afford it, I'll just sell it to Freeland Creek myself!"

General Zhou's face turned red with anger: "What do you mean? Are you looking down on me? How do you know I can't afford it?"

"Boeing sells one to the Joker's military for $60. How much do you think you'd have to pay to have one of these things flown over and delivered to you?"

"Uh..." Like a duck with its neck being choked, Old Zhou couldn't speak, but after a few seconds he gritted his teeth and said, "I... I'll tighten my belt and buy two, okay?"

Zhang Yunhe shook his head and said, "Two are not for sale. That's too few. I can't possibly make a special trip just for two. The shipping costs would leave me penniless. If you want ten, I might consider it!"

Old Zhou looked at Zhang Yunhe and asked, "Can you get a lower price than the military?"

Zhang Yunhe remained silent.

Old Zhou's eyes darted around, and he immediately waved to the people around him: "Everyone, get out of here! Don't come within twenty paces of us!"

The people Lao Zhou brought all turned and left.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yunhe waved for his men to leave as well.

After taking a couple of puffs of his cigarette, Zhang Yunhe said, "I can actually get a lower price for this B29 than the Joker military can!"

"Why? You're not the son of that company's boss, are you?" Old Zhou asked.

Zhang Yunhe glanced sideways at Lao Zhou, "You have a vivid imagination, but you're wrong. I don't have a father that rich!"

"So how exactly did you manage to get those 100 B-29s for less than the price offered by the Joker's military?" Old Zhou couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Yunhe said slowly, "Because the design blueprints and development technical data of the B-29 bomber were lost, or more accurately, leaked. This is no secret. Although they tried to block the news, it still got out."

Old Zhou's eyes darted around, and he immediately understood the key point: "This means that the Joker's side wants to produce more products and sell them before the country that stole the data develops a weapon to counter the B-29, in order to minimize their losses?"

"That should be the case!" Zhang Yunhe nodded.

Old Zhou's mind raced, and he asked again, "Aren't you afraid of being stuck with this batch of goods? What if the Japanese or other countries develop weapons to counter the B-29, or develop more advanced bombers based on it? Wouldn't your bombers become obsolete?"

Zhang Yunhe shook his head: "What am I afraid of? I said I'm keeping this batch of B-29s to bomb the Japanese. Even if the Japanese stole the data, it won't be a matter of a day or two for them to copy it. Moreover, it will take even longer to develop a more advanced weapon or one that can counter it!"

At this point, Zhang Yunhe took a drag of his cigarette and snorted coldly: "I understand the Joker's concerns very well, but I'm certain that the B-29 won't be obsolete for at least 15 years! With this batch of B-29s, who dares to mess with me? I'll fly over in the middle of the night while he's sleeping and drop bombs on his head to blow him up!"

"Take those little devils for example. If they really piss me off, I'll send these bombers to bomb their lair into a wasteland!"

Old Zhou's eyes widened: "This thing is so powerful? It can fly this far?"

"Hmph, a combat radius of nearly 3000 kilometers, do you think its performance is just for show?" Zhang Yunhe said.

Old Zhou's eyes darted around, and after a moment he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I want 10 of these, no, 20. What's the price?"

"20 aircraft? Are you serious?" Zhang Yunhe asked Lao Zhou.

"Of course, but you can't lie to me about the performance data!" Old Zhou emphasized.

Zhang Yunhe looked at Lao Zhou with disdain: "Go ask Gong Er and Chen Yu and you'll know what kind of person I, Zhang, am!"

"Alright, what price do you want?" Old Zhou asked.

Zhang Yunhe thought for a moment and said, "How about this, since we're all fighting the Japanese, I won't make much money off you. It's $55 per plane. If you agree, I'll give you 20 planes. If you think it's too expensive, then just pretend I didn't say anything!"