Chapter 430 - 376 I Want to Buy the SU-24

"Ferrari."

After leaving the command headquarters in Illiguo, Song Heping immediately called Ferrari.

"Your charity contribution form really came in handy. Peter said God bless me."

"Hahahaha!"

Laughter that almost seemed breathless came through the phone.

"Song, you're good at military strategy, but when it comes to these maneuvers, you really should listen to me. What did I tell you? I was right, wasn't I?"

In fact, it was Ferrari who had single-handedly orchestrated the charity contribution.

He had mentioned it in passing to Song Heping before.

Song Heping had agreed, but he hadn't taken it seriously, purely seeing it as another form of bribery.

But Ferrari explained to him the importance of this approach.

Firstly, as an offshore investment company used for money laundering and investment, its purpose was exactly for these shady dealings.

In the West, if you directly hand over a box of money or transfer a sum to some military bigwig, it's definitely illegal, and the recipient might turn pale with anger, possibly even pull a gun on you and kick you out, thinking you're putting them in danger.

But change the method.

As long as you invest in the industry or company that they or their family are involved in, and as long as the company you invest in has no connection to "Musician" Defense, the other party will certainly gladly accept.

There are many tricks to Western charity organizations.

The gameplay is very sophisticated.

Having grown up in the West and possessing a wealth of work experience in both financial institutions and the Illigio Temporary Management Committee, Ferrari was well-versed in these tactics.

So when Song Heping decided to meet with Peter last night, Ferrari advised him to bring this paper and hand it over to Peter.

This had been arranged a month ago, but Peter had been unaware until now.

Bringing it out today was meant to remind Peter that they were now in the same boat.

If you don't protect me, you're finished too.

The effect seemed very good thus far.

Song Heping couldn't help but admire his own military advisor.

Just as Ferrari said, you're better at military affairs than I am, but I'm better at politics than you are.

Sitting in his car, Song Heping had a long chat with Ferrari before ending the call. Then he picked up the phone and called Yusuf.

"Yusuf, there's a big deal coming up. Get ready."

"Brother, it's been almost a month since I've seen you, where have you been?"

Yusuf's words made Song Heping feel a touch of warmth.

After all, the first thing he did wasn't to eagerly ask how much money the deal involved, but to first inquire why he had been absent for so long.

It was evident that in Yusuf's heart, Song Heping mattered a bit more than business.

"I took a trip to South America," Song Heping said. "I'm preparing to start a military school there, so I need a large quantity of armaments, and some big pieces of equipment."

"What big pieces?" Yusuf asked. "Are we talking about large-caliber artillery or tanks?"

To him, artillery and tanks were big pieces of equipment.

"No." Song Heping quickly gave a negative answer. "I need a few aircraft."

"Aircraft!?"

Yusuf exclaimed in surprise.

"What do you want that thing for? Is it a helicopter?"

Song Heping's next words shocked him even more, "No, it's not a helicopter, I might buy a helicopter, but what I need now is two attack aircraft, to be precise, I want the SU-24, don't tell me you can't get them, I know the former government army had these things."

"SU-24?!"

Yusuf's jaw almost dropped to the floor.

"That's a bomber, what do you need it for? Have you received some big assignment?"

Song Heping said, "That's none of your business, just assume I need them for training purposes. I don't just want the SU-24, I also want the matching ammunition, you just tell me if you have it and how much it is."

"This..."

Yusuf on the other end of the phone seemed hesitant.

After contemplating for a long time, he finally replied to Song Heping, "There are indeed some, in that makeshift airport where you bought SA-9 missiles last time, there are both SU-25 and SU-24, but it's not that simple to get those things out of the country... I think even if you have military connections, you won't be able to get them out, the risk is too great."

Song Heping said, "Exfiltration is my concern, I'll handle it, just tell me, can you sell them?"

"I need time to inquire, it's not something I can decide on my own in the supplies department, and..."

Yusuf said, "The price is probably not cheap, they were over ten million US Dollars each when they were bought, and now even if sold as scrap metal, the price wouldn't be low, can you accept that?"

Song Heping said, "Of course I can't accept the original price, give me a discount of 10-20%, and I can accept that."

"10-20% discount... and with ammunition?" Yusuf hesitated again, "How about this, let me look into it first."

"Don't delay, I'm in a real hurry, if you can't handle it, give me a response within three days, I'll find a way to get them from somewhere else, Eastern Europe isn't without them, and if you manage this, you won't miss your share of the benefits."

"Brother, it's not that I don't trust you, but this isn't just a gun or a cannon, other things are easy to talk about, but this is something that grows wings, flies into the sky, and bombs people, it's controlled internationally, you can't exfiltrate it without backing from national-level institutions!"

Yusuf sounded genuinely troubled.

But Song Heping was indeed in urgent need.

Besides purchasing aircraft, he also needed to buy munitions, and if the land lease with Ramas was settled he'd also have to go there to sign the contract, and then he must hire an extremely efficient construction crew to build a makeshift airport capable of landing and taking off an SU-24 within four months.

All this would require a tremendous amount of time and effort, and if he couldn't get things set up within four months, he wouldn't be able to account to Morins, nor would he be able to get the ten million US Dollars in remuneration.

The more serious consequence was that, if he couldn't get this done, his future arms business in South America would be finished.

Bankruptcy of reputation, what future could he talk about then?

So, no matter what, Song Heping had to deal with this pile of messy issues within four months.

The only good news was that Simon wouldn't be coming to cause trouble for the time being.

Even if he was still secretly having people watch him, even if they found out he was the mastermind behind the Colombian incident, he wasn't afraid.

He now had a hold of his little tail.

Unless he didn't care about his future, he wouldn't dare to cross him.

"You go find your contacts, let me know how much it will cost, and if the price is fair, I will definitely buy."

Song Heping couldn't be too demanding.

If things weren't difficult, he believed Yusuf wouldn't even furrow his brow before selling the aircraft to him.

But it seemed he was truly having a hard time this time.

"Alright, I'll go ask around, I'll get back to you in three days."

"Then I'll await your good news."

After hanging up the phone, Song Heping let out a long sigh, leaned back in his seat, feeling exhausted.

This was harder than fighting a battle.

Running a defense company seemed to be even harder than being a regiment commander.