Chapter 1448: 2 Billion US Dollars

Chapter 1450 2 billion US dollars

As expected, Afhan's subsequent development began to change according to Du Fei's prediction.

The following month, the Soviet army entered Kabul and announced the re-establishment of a pro-Moscow government, which directly ignored the interests of the southern Afghan tribes and the northern warlords. The inappropriate sectarian policy completely angered the Afghan people.

In addition, America added fuel to the fire and delivered various weapons.

In an instant, various guerrilla groups and resistance organizations sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

In the early morning, a Soviet mechanized infantry regiment is stationed in this city in Kachmald, northwest of Kabul.

The regiment leader, Colonel Mendelev, looked a little ugly at this time.

Just last night, a soldier on guard duty disappeared. No one was found alive or dead.

To Mendeleiev, this was an intolerable provocation.

He came from a prominent family in Leningrad, and his grandfather was one of the first people to follow Comrade Ulyanov. Mendeleev had a high starting point that ordinary people could not reach, and he became the leader of the regiment at a young age.

The main purpose of his visit this time is military merit. As long as he goes to the battlefield and gets real military merit, he can take a step forward. This is an extremely important step for him personally.

But he didn't expect that the Afhan people would dare to resist when he thought it was just a big parade!

At this time, Mendeleev stood in front of a local old man and said with sinister eyes: "Mr. Michamud, I personally respect your customs and beliefs very much, but I am a soldier and it is my duty to execute orders. I hope you can understand and don’t cause any misunderstanding.”

The old man was wearing traditional Afghan clothing and had no expression on his face.

Mendeleev continued: "I have to see that soldier appear in front of me within two hours, otherwise... I can only use my own methods. I believe you don't want to see that result."

The old man said: "Mr. Colonel, we are just ordinary civilians..."

Mendeleev didn't want to listen to his nonsense. We are all foxes with thousands of years of history, and no one should play nonsense.

"Mr. Mihamud, I don't want to hear these meaningless excuses." He raised his hand and looked at his watch: "I just said you have two hours. By the way, the mountainous area 35 kilometers south of here... …”

Michamud's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help but move slightly.

Because the place Mendeleev pointed out was their secret base.

Mendeleev sneered: "Our helicopter will set off in an hour and a half. If they don't see my soldiers appear, they will open fire directly without my order."

Mihamud took a deep breath and stood up and said: "Mr. Colonel, I..."

Mendelev didn't give him a chance to speak. He fought with this old guy several times. He knew how difficult the other party was.

Simply use this simple and crude method.

Mihamud was invited out, and Mendeleiev let out a sigh of relief.

In fact, his current situation is not good.

After occupying Afhan, the Soviet army lost its goal and had nothing to do.

Even if they knew that those who opposed them were hiding among the civilians, there was no way to identify them, let alone kill them all directly.

What Moscow wants is an honorable victory.

Anyone who dares to do something outrageous will smear Comrade Polezhne’s face.

Not only Mendeleev, but also many frontline commanders were very troubled by being so tied up.

At this time, someone knocked on the door and reported: "Comrade leader, there is a person who claims to be your friend."

As he spoke, he took out a copper coin from the Tsarist Russian era.

Mendelev frowned, already thinking of the other party's identity, and went outside in person with the copper coins.

Outside the command post of the temporary military camp, I saw a visitor being guarded by two soldiers.

It was a young man wearing a traditional Afghan robe. He smiled immediately when he saw Mendeleev.

"Calemin? It's really you!" Mendeleev stepped forward and hugged him warmly. As childhood playmates, they had not seen each other for seven or eight years.

Then the two of them entered the room, and Mendeleev asked while pouring water: "I heard Karina said that you joined kgb after graduating from college a few years ago?"

Karina is Kalemin's sister and still lives in Leningrad after her marriage.

Kaleming said: "Yes, you know the situation of my family. You gave all your connections and resources to my eldest brother. If I want to achieve something, I must find a way on my own."

Of course, Mendelev knew the situation of the Kalemin family, and it was not unusual. Even for a family like theirs, various resources were quite limited, especially if there were more children in the family, the gap was even more obvious.

Mendeleiev had no intention of continuing this question, and asked instead: "By the way, you didn't come to me just to reminisce about old times, right?"

Kalemin smiled: "Of course, I came with a mission."

Mendeleev frowned. Although he was a playmate since childhood, it was not a good thing to be targeted by someone from KGB. He asked what was going on?

Kalemin patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, we are friends!"

Then he got close to Ba La Ba La and started talking.

Mendeleiev was startled at first, then frowned and thought.

Finally, Kalemin said: "This is an opportunity. You should know the status of Comrade Androbo..."

Mendeleev understood what Kalemin meant. This was a good opportunity to trade names and board the ship, but the risk was also not small.

Mendeleev heard what Kalemin meant. This time, the superiors planned to attack the local forces in Central Asia, hoping to open a breakthrough from him.

Let him become the 'sufferer' and stab him with a knife.

Is it worth it, and how much risk is it taking? He must weigh everything.

Kalemin had a calm attitude, as if Mendeleev agreed or not had little impact on him.

But in fact, their choice of Mendeleiev was not random.

…

At the same time, far away in the capital, Du Fei met Pu Zhe again.

The two are old friends, and since Pu Zhe came in a private capacity this time, it was most appropriate for Du Fei to receive them.

Pu Zhe did not take the train, but directly took a K-8 passenger plane and landed at the Beijing Airport.

When they met again, Du Fei found that Pu Zhe had gained weight again than last time, and said with a smile: "Old Pu, you are becoming more and more comfortable these days!"

Pu Zhe patted his belly and joked: "I just have free time. You and Lao Lin are having a good time outside, but I can only be free at home..."

Du Fei patted him on the shoulder: "You don't know how lucky you are when you are young."

The two of them said as they got into the car together.

Sitting in the car, Pu Zhe said "Huh", stretched his neck and glanced at the driver's seat in front: "What kind of car is this? I've never seen it before."

I was just talking to Du Fei and didn't pay attention to the appearance of this car. Now I got into it and realized that this was not the Hongqi car I used to ride in.

Du Fei laughed and said: "How is it? Not bad~" He patted the leather seat at hand: "This is the latest BMW brand car from my car manufacturer..."

This BMW is not that BMW. At this time, the car produced in the independent country of Bavaria was still called "Bail". In the world before Du Fei traveled through, it was not until 1992 that the car was translated into BMW by the Xiangjiang agent.

Now Du Fei took the lead and added some future classic designs to create this brand new "BMW" car at the Xingtai Automobile Factory.

The exterior style is very different from that of this era, but the interior is quite avant-garde and eye-catching.

This is why Pu Zhe suddenly found something different when he entered the car.

Du Fei said: "I have prepared two cars, and I will take them back with you this time."

Pu Zhe was not polite either. This was his relationship with Du Fei. Besides, the car's exquisite interior really made him like it.

After this episode, the two arrived at the guest house of the Fire Technology University arranged by Du Fei.

In addition to building a new campus, a high-standard guest house has also been built here, specially used to receive domestic and foreign visitors related to fire equipment companies.

The main building of the guest house is three ten-story buildings connected together. The exterior design has a strong floral and fruit style.

Du Fei arranged for Pu Zhe a suite on the top floor of Building 2. From here, he could overlook the entire new campus of the University of Fire Technology through the window.

After settling in, the accompanying service staff left, leaving only Du Fei and Pu Zhe standing by the window looking outside, talking about Afhan's situation.

However, Pu Zhe did not mention Afhan at first, but instead said: "Lao Du, last time you told me that regarding energy security issues, we cannot completely rely on Sulian..."

Du Fei nodded, indicating that he remembered.

Pu Zhe said: "I discussed with my father before coming here this time, hoping to import some oil from Nanyang by sea."

Du Fei felt certain in his heart, knowing that this was the influence of Sulian's dispatch of troops to Afhan.

He had mentioned this matter to Pu Zhe before. Why did the Pu family and his son suddenly make a decision at this time when they didn't respond before?

This dispatch of troops to Afhan has shown that Moscow’s strategic focus will be in Central Asia in the next few years or even more than ten years.

The importance of North Korea as a strategic node in the Far East will inevitably decline.

They have to make some adjustments accordingly.

Increasing energy sources is only the first step and a statement.

It's just that without the "Council for Mutual Economic Cooperation" system, Nanyang's oil is not as cheap as Sulian.

But it can’t be said to be at a disadvantage. After all, goods exported from North Korea will also be separated from the price system of the Economic Cooperation for Mutual Economic Cooperation.

Moreover, energy is different from other trades and has strong strategic attributes.

Due to North Korea's high status, even if it were previously intended to increase energy supply channels, it would not be possible to implement it.

Until this time, Mosco made a strategic decision first, leaving them with some room for choice.

Of course, this leeway is not very large. Originally, North Gaoli's oil was entirely supplied by Sulian, and the share that can be taken out this time will not exceed 10%. It is hard to say how long it will take.

…

On the other hand, Mendeleev ultimately failed to wait for the desired result within two hours.

He didn't get used to Mihamud, and directly ordered the helicopter to carry out a rocket attack on the previous Afghan stronghold.

However, what he didn't expect was that just after the helicopter fired dozens of rockets and was about to turn around and return, a plume of black smoke suddenly appeared from the hilltop below.

Caught off guard, he was hit in the rear.

In the command post at the rear, Mendeleev was still hesitating whether to cooperate with Kalemin when he heard the news of the helicopter crash.

"Damn America!" Mendeleev yelled angrily.

Kalemin was not surprised and said calmly: "There is nothing to be surprised about. From the moment we decide to send troops personally, we will inevitably face the situation that America faced in Yueguo. So..." At this point, he stared at Mendeleev: "If you want to win here and get the military honors you want... it's not that simple."

Mendelev pursed his lips and said with a wry smile: "I seem to have no choice, my friend."

Kalemin smiled and extended his hand: "Believe me, we will be the heroes of the Soviet Union."

…

In July, the temperature in Kuching hit a record high, and the city felt like a steamer.

After the initial overwhelming momentum, the Soviet army unexpectedly encountered trouble in Afhan.

An endless stream of guerrillas continued to harass the Soviet supply lines, causing them constant casualties.

What was originally thought to be a one-sided war has turned into a protracted security war.

The torrent of steel from Sulian was not suitable for this kind of war mode. The hundreds of thousands of troops were sprinkled on various important places in Afhan like pepper powder, but they were still unable to control the vast mountainous area.

However, when encountering this situation, the Soviet army's reaction, including Mosko's, was a bit strange.

Moscow did not make a particularly active response. Instead, it seemed that he could not see the adverse situation and continued to act according to the original plan, allowing the soldiers to continue to reduce in number.

In a garden by the seaside in Kuching.

Du Fei leaned on the edge of the swimming pool, and the awning above blocked the sunlight.

The orthodontic cloth swam over slowly from the opposite side and stopped beside him to wipe some water on his face. He was still in good health even though he was over fifty years old.

"Herbert~" Du Fei rushed up, propped himself up with his hands, and sat on the edge of the swimming pool: "You know that we are true friends, and I am most willing to share my interests with my friends."

Correctional Bush also pulled himself up from the swimming pool, sat on the shore and gasped: "Du, of course we are good friends, but many people are watching the list of aiding Afhan this time..."

"Of course I know that." Du Fei raised his hand to signal, and a servant quickly came over from a distance and brought cigarettes and a lighter.

Duffy handed one to Bush: "I heard that you have prepared 2 billion US dollars for SpeedLinkers in Afhan."

The correctional officer shrugged and said: "That's just for the budget committee to not look at. You know... what can be implemented in the end, even if someone is watching, will not exceed one-third."

Of course Du Fei knew America's national conditions and said with a smile: "Two billion US dollars, one-third is more than 600 million."

Jiao Bu Shi raised his eyebrows: "Do you have any idea? You know, this order cannot be given to foreigners."

Du Fei took a puff of smoke and said: "Of course, but I can do it for you. For $600 million in arms, it's enough to give me at most $200 million."

Zhizhi Bushi immediately understood what Du Fei meant: "You mean, like the gunship last time?"

Du Fei smiled: "It's almost the same. Anyway, you take the big boss, I'm only responsible for production, and I can earn a little profit from Weibo."

Jie Bushi fell into thinking.

If this is the case, it seems that there is no room for maneuver.

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