When Qi Tianlin was wandering around the exhibition hall to check and negotiate, he would always look at the PMC company there. Some of the things he seemed to have thought about before had an opportunity there?

For him now, the Desert Eagle Company is actually not suitable. The desert eagle that he used to be dispensable has become his own flesh and a private place for Maru and Susan. Qi Tianlin felt more and more that he really had to wander on the edge of the razor. Now he started to prepare for the future. It is a wise move to protect them.

Maruo didn't have any feelings about guns, so he just took out a smartphone, curiously put on a so-called tactical version of the mobile phone case he just bought, and then called out a document to Qi Tianlin: "The logistics department has listed me such a list of one hundred rifles, twenty SAWs (squad automatic weapons, that is, light machine guns), thirty PDWs (personal defense weapons), two hundred pistols, ten sets of sniper systems, and then the corresponding ammunition..."

Qi Tianlin nodded: "That's why they like contractor companies the most. A list of arms for such a small company is about one million US dollars. I really don't know what astronomical amount of arms costs for those big companies over there every year?"

Maruo curled his lips: "Are you customers here to pay for the bill? Just don't waste it. Do you envy those big companies?"

Qi Tianlin said his thoughts: "The company transferred it to you, so I went to those companies to apply for a job. I am still good at fighting work, and before some things are resolved, I try not to contact the company."

Maru probably understood what he meant: "Are you determined to do something confrontation?"

Qi Tianlin shook his head: "It's not a confrontation... it's a destruction. He can use his own way to treat others. They can lurk in people and become traitors like this. Why can't I lurk in and become traitors? Anyway, I, like me, have many years of PMC qualifications, are their favorites, and of course this destruction will also be transformed into economic benefits."

When Maru, the little money-lovers heard this, he was moved: "Is it just like the inexplicable rumbling this time?" He detonated the nuclear bomb, but Maru saw the money on his card flowing in.

Qi Tianlin nodded: "Well, if you have any questions, you can take the initiative to offer them a price. I will do it after they have placed a deposit. Anyway, as long as it is not conducive to those countries, there will always be someone who pays for it, including China."

Maruo came to his heart: "The more you have, the better! How many portions can you charge for one thing?"

Qi Tianlin smiled at his girlfriend: "You are a Frenchman at least, so there is no emotional resistance?"

Maruo hugged his hand tightly: "I am a leftist, you are planning to keep a distance and not involve us anymore. I understand your intentions..."

The two of them wandered on a relatively rare large booth, whispering and discussing the rather rude topics. Qi Tianlin also grabbed the various guns at his hand to check, and observed whether anyone around him noticed him.

There are still many beautiful ShowGrils that spread information everywhere. Because Ma Ruo's aura exceeds the average appearance of these girls, no girls come to chat with him casually, but there are still professionals paying attention to the actions of any potential customer.

What is a professional customer? Qi Tianlin's temperament is like writing a big exclamation mark on himself.

Many of the tough people like him, who are almost all small flat heads or squids, are used to bandaging the bald heads on the battlefield for injuries and being injured. The compact and harsh face shows that they often survive in harsh environments, but whether it is a suit and ties shirt or casual casual T-shirt, they all have a tight and sturdy body shape.

If these characteristics of appearance can be practiced by anyone, the movements of their random picking up the gun to examine and inspect are the key to distinguishing them clearly by professional sales personnel. Only those who have experienced various situations on the battlefield will be able to sense whether the gun is smooth or not. Whether it is the center of gravity of the gun or the direction of the gun, they must understand it by experiencing gun smoke countless times.

So I observed that the girl around Qi Tianlin didn’t seem to be a vase, and a salesperson came to sell it enthusiastically, which was completely different from the tattooed beard just now: "This is the entire series of MASADA guns that we started to launch in 2007, and it was not until last year that we launched the entire series of MASADA guns..." Then, a long list of Maruo was just like the heavenly book of professional terms on various guns. Then, the salesperson, like the representatives of the magical manufacturers on TV shopping, quickly dismantled the rifle into a desktop part with bare hands, and then grabbed another rifle from the shelf next to it and then disassembled the parts and turned them into another rifle, which was simply magical!

In short, Maruo is like watching magic...

The salesperson was polite: "This kind of Masada rifle was produced by our company in OEM, but now we have sold both the production and sales rights to us. After all, the original company was a small company... As for us, we are the legal owners of the M4 rifle trademark..."

Qi Tianlin refused to comment: "Well, we have an order... we are still investigating... you are indeed an alternative possibility."

The sales staff are definitely unwilling to miss the opportunity. They let Qi Tianlin leave the contact information before letting the two of them leave. After finding out that it was a PMC company, they were even more excited to prepare. After all, for these companies, a large order for a country's military's weapons is like a lunar polishing project, which is a comprehensive research topic involving many aspects. The orders of such small and medium-sized companies are the most likely to be held in their hands.

Maruo stretched out his pink tongue and exclaimed: "Just like housewives buying kitchen utensils in supermarkets, I think if he is unemployed, he can probably go to the supermarket to work as a salesman."

Qi Tianlin smiled and nodded: "We are all doing sales, just like us doing PMC. Don't think too much. You don't think it's a weapon for killing people, nor do you think that going to work is just killing people. You will get used to it gradually, and you will be closer to ordinary people."

Ma Ruo shook his head and said: "I will not be involved in front-line battles anyway. I felt sore when I went to the shooting range that time to shoot a magazine pistol, my hands were sore..."

Qi Tianlin has ambition: "I fight hard to make you live a peaceful and peaceful life."

What a great sentence, Maruo tried to adapt to it: "Okay, I try to think about this sentence you have never said to them."

Not only guns, but also various scopes, various combat suits, bulletproof vests, knives, and everything. In fact, generally speaking, PMC companies will not completely limit what kind of guns to use. Many contractors will choose weapons according to their habits, but they are relatively large. Companies with some confidence will roughly choose a certain type of gun as the basic weapon of the entire company, because the logistics maintenance is simpler. At least one group can use AK, and there are two types of bullets that use M4. Even many repair accessories and technicians have to be equipped with double copies...

The thriving Desert Eagle is moving towards this modular and large-scale company. Who is Susan's office space recently expanded and the training ground is getting more and more fresh blood?

Qi Tianlin also bought some small things for himself, such as bullet disposal pliers, gun holsters, new combat boots, high-end water bags, etc., and randomly bought a tactical backpack. The two of them were like couples shopping, eating at noon at noon. They only observed the products of another company carefully in the afternoon. The style of the salesman I saw in the morning was different. This was a practical type. A desertification scene was simulated in the exhibition hall, and interested potential customers were invited to lie on the shooting blanket to experience various guns. There were also several engaged combat personnel carrying various types of guns, constantly demonstrating various carrying operations and decomposition scenes...

Unlike the Viper Company in the morning, the Knight Company is famous for its design in the industry, and its products cover the entire series, especially the precision shooting rifles and PDWs in it are particularly excellent, which makes Qi Tianlin very confused...

Of course, his concentration was also noticed by the sales staff, and he left a piece of information before leaving.

Maruo showed his spirit of shopping: "What are you going to visit next?" The entire exhibition hall is very large...

Qi Tianlin looked at her in surprise: "You shouldn't be interested in this kind of guns. If you are tired, we will go back to the hotel to rest early, or go shopping and watch movies?"

Maruo yawned with his hand: "You like it... it doesn't seem so boring when walking around."

Suddenly, a hard object reached Qi Tianlin's back waist, but the Yinglange accent had not yet sounded, Qi Tianlin just turned aside, then pushed his wrist, turned his waist, locked his throat, and completed the movement in one go, making a big beard look weird. Several big men watching the fun were applauding: "Old Mo, you are so embarrassed this time!"

Qi Tianlin recognized the big beard in his hand that was stuck in his throat, the PMC leader he met during the Yemeni counter-ambush war, and quickly let go: "Mosen? Are you here to watch the fun too?"

Mosen was really stuck in his throat, but he didn't use any force, and coughed a few times: "I just told the fighters not to quit easily. It's really scary, scary..." Qi Tianlin didn't say that this was still in public. If he was in a wild and nervous moment, he wouldn't have been stuck in his throat and would have been directly on the battle blade.

Qi Tianlin patted him on the shoulder enthusiastically: "I'll take a look with my girlfriend..."

Mosen had heard that he was a shadow warrior, and looked at Maruo with surprise: "You! You are so brave..." He thought he was a fan of affair, but he actually dared to come out of the European princess's wall, and then he introduced several people around him even more enthusiastically: "Come on... Our company is also here to attend the exhibition this time, we are here to suppress the venue, this is Jason, this is York, this is Larson, this is Bernirkov, they are all defense managers of our company... It's not bad, I'll tell you that this guy has amazing combat power, but unfortunately the company is a little smaller and has never made a personal appearance!" Maruo really wanted to argue when he heard that he slandered his company in person, Qi Tianlin secretly pinched her palm and whispered in Mosen's ear: "Is it possible for me to go to your company?"

Mosen was full of surprise!
Chapter completed!