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Chapter 3 Nizhny Tagil Expo (Part 2)

The military expo held by Russia in Xia Tagir set an astronomical figure of US$5.1 billion in 2004. By 2005, the Indian Ministry of Defense spared no expenses to order aircraft carriers and supporting fighter aircraft, carrier-based defense missiles and radar facilities at the Xia Tagir Military Expo, and pushed sales to a new high, breaking the 10 billion dollar mark.

Some military experts asserted that as the Russian government and arms dealers continue to increase their investment in the Lower Tagil Expo and continue to open up weapons that were originally included in taboo commodities, Lower Tagil City will become a world-type military exhibition center.

The 2006 Expo has just begun preparations. Five countries, including Russia, Belarus, Ukraine, Switzerland and Kazakhstan, have a total of more than 600 military-industrial enterprises and R&D institutions, and more than 5,400 military-industrial products are expected to be exhibited. The invitation letter for this conference has distributed 10,000 copies to the world!

Ten thousand copies!

This covers almost all the highest commanders of the national defense departments of all countries in the world, arms marketing companies, mercenary groups, guerrillas, terrorists, and veteran gangs... No matter who the hell are you, as long as you have money here, you will be the master. As long as you are willing to take out the colorful things in your pocket, you can become their most honorable VIP customer and transport the entire ship of weapons back to your hometown. As for whether you use these weapons to devote yourself to the cause of justice of human beings, or do some terrorist activities, or engage in armed coups, or even robbery, or rape, that's what happens later. Let's not talk about it for now.

Xia Tagir City is located in the Ural District of Russia. Among this city is Russia's largest steel mill, coke factory, and nuclear power plants on the outskirts of the city. It also continuously injects electricity into this industrial city, and then transports a large amount of steel produced in this city to all parts of the country through well-connected transportation lines.

The Russian Metal Test Institute is located in this industrial city. The decks required by Russia's main battle tanks, warships and even spacecraft are developed and tested here. It is no exaggeration to regard it as the cradle of Russian heavy armored weapons.

Have you attended such a world-class military exhibition?

At least it was my first time attending.

The entire Lower Tagil City seemed to have become a battlefield logistics base. As soon as I got off the plane, I had not had time to look at the grandeur and roughness of this exotic industrial city, I heard at least seven or eight heavy main battle tanks rumbled past outside the airport. Suddenly, a whistling like thunder came from above my head. We quickly looked up and three Su47 "Golden Eagle" fighters lined up in a triangle, making various difficult stunt moves in combat state.

We, a group of war-torn soldiers nodded together. The layman could only watch the circus and make up the numbers. However, professional soldiers who were often chased by fighters on the battlefield would understand the terror of the Su47. This type of fighter uses forward sweeping wings, with obvious edge strips and long edge strips on the fuselage, which can reduce drag and reduce radar reflection signals. Even if we use individual heat to track missiles, it is easy to be thrown away by the sun's light and heat.

Especially the pilots of these three fighters, they fully exerted the good aerodynamic performance of the Su-47 "Golden Eagle" fighter when attacking subsonic and high-angle angles to the limit.

India is crazily expanding its arms and constantly equipping the world's most advanced weapons, but they are not scary.

A good weapon must also be used with experienced and outstanding talents, and also with supporting intelligence, early warning and information processing systems. Even if you send any international students, you can do whatever you want, even if you nod and bow and invite the retired excellent pilots back like your ancestors, so what if you become an instructor?

Can you invite the pride that Russia once stood at the end of the world and competed with the United States? Can you get the terrible military resource background that they landed on the moon in the 1970s and successfully connected with American spacecraft? Can you truly understand the hard work they put into electronic information to fight the so-called "Star Wars" program in the United States?

You can buy one or dozens of aircraft, or drive several state-of-the-art aircraft carriers from here, but at best you can only get the shape of these military powers, and you will always be blocked by an insurmountable high wall and you will not get their... God!

"Hello, Mr. Zhao!"

The lieutenant colonel, who was responsible for picking up the plane, rushed over and gave Zhao Yonggang a passionate hug. Looking at Zhao Yonggang's helplessness being held in his arms and constantly ravaged by a male bear who was two hundred and twenty centimeters tall and had not yet completely evolved into a human, we all showed gloating expressions.

"Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Cedar husband, you want to strangle me to death!" Zhao Yonggang rolled his eyes and pointed at Qi Xiaoxia and shouted in English: "She is also your old acquaintance, and she is also an absolute beauty. Aren't you Russians as enthusiastic towards beauties as you face vodka? Why is it me who is injured every time?!"

"Miss Qi is indeed getting more and more beautiful! But..." Cheyefu shook his head repeatedly: "I want to live for another two years. Although I look like a big stupid person, I am not stupid. She has already been kicked and punched by her. Although vodka and beauty are very good, I can't trade my life!"

"Cough cough cough..." Zhao Yonggang gasped desperately, his eyes rolled, and he dared to point his finger at Bu Shanna with great pretext: "Here, have you seen it? There is a beautiful woman there! We met for the first time, why don't you go and say hello to her?"

The Chef's eyes fell on Bu Shanna who had been standing beside me. His eyes lit up, but he quickly sighed and shook his head: "Don't think about fooling me anymore. This lady is like Miss Qi, she is definitely a rose with thorns. With the poisoned vodka, I won't be stupid enough to mess with them!"

"Haha..." Zhao Yonggang laughed dryly, "See the handsome guy behind me. He may become your big customer this time. We are old friends, so you should go and say hello to him first!"

"Welcome, welcome..." The contracted husband opened his arms, but he faced the young man standing in front of him with his hands behind his back and a smile slightly raised from the corner of his mouth. His arms were froze in the air without hesitation. No matter how hard he tried or commanded, his arms didn't dare to fall on the shoulders of the man in front of him.

Yes, I dare not!

He could ignore the wise aura of Zhao Yonggang in his body. He could ignore Qi Xiaoxia's danger and treat her as an artistic treasure that can only be viewed from afar and not despised. However, when he stood in front of this young man who seemed to be in his twenties, his whole body was trembling slightly. He felt his mouth dry and his heart was more like he was stabbed hard by something sharp, and he suddenly began to jump, run and run wildly in his chest.

This man just stood there with his hands behind his back, and it was as deep as a legend on earth. When he waved his arms, he would follow the followers. This ability to hold the power of life and death in any environment has accumulated a kind of confidence and arrogance that makes people have to be careful and have to feel awe.

When he slowly raised his right hand to his right forehead and returned a standard military salute to himself, the contracted man realized that his whole body was tense straight. Facing this strange man he had met for the first time, he respected the most serious and devoted military salute in his life. When he joined the army and put on military uniforms and saluted the commander for the first time, he was not so nervous.

The contracted husband suddenly understood the reason for his loss of composure, which was like an iron sword hanging on the wall and priced at ten copper coins. It was like a merchant who traveled around the countryside to make a living and had a meal and had a meal and a living room. It was like an ordinary soldier who met a contemporary general.

This is a difference in the same responsibilities as both parties but with absolutely different natures. This is a difference in ranks that people have to respect and obey...

Yes, the level difference!

Although the man in front of him was wearing a suit worth tens of thousands of dollars, although he was unarmed, his body, his temperament, his eyes, his movements, and every cell in his body were shouting to the people beside him: "I am a soldier, I am the best soldier, and I am the strongest iron-blooded soldier!"

Regardless of age, race, nationality, or gender, as long as you are still a soldier, when you encounter such a goal that you cannot surpass for lifelong efforts, when you finally feel the heroic posture of a super strong man standing proudly at the peak of the world, will you also be shocked by him and bewildered by him?

No reason or information is needed. The contract husband knows that the person in front of him is a real strong man, the strongest man in the world!

Perhaps only Ao Huang, who ranks first in the world mercenary rankings, is qualified to have the aura of such a strong man and the dignity of a strong man, right?

The peerless strong man in front of him suddenly stretched out his arms and gave him a warm hug. The contracted husband must carefully bend his knees and keep the same height as the other party. When he hugged this man, he was like a virgin who was taken off his clothes on the bed by a man. His heart kept beating wildly in his chest, and his voice was so loud that even he blushed. But he was also sure that no one in this world dared to date this man with a downward posture.

I patted Jochev's shoulder lightly and smiled and said, "I am Aohuang, thank you, my friend!"
Chapter completed!
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