Chapter 760

When everyone is reveling in zunni's music and anger bar.

In the northeast corner of tiyo training camp, the weapons transformation factory belonging to victor is still brightly lit.

"I didn't expect you to be here."

Hearing Qin Fei's voice, Victor turned his head from the top of an mi-8 helicopter.

"Qin, why did you come here to find me?" he slowly climbed down the ladder with a large special screwdriver in his hand. As he climbed, he said, "tonight is the celebration of your X mercenary Corps. Shouldn't you be in the bar? My maintenance technicians asked me for leave tonight and went to zunni's bar."

"They can relax, but I can't." Qin Fei said, "who let me be the leader? Others can relax. When drinking, the leader can't."

Victor stopped, stepped on the ladder, froze for a moment, turned his head and looked at Qin Fei.

Qin Fei touched his face: "why, I have dirt on my face?"

"No..." Victor continued to get down the ladder, finally jumped to the ground, put the screwdriver, picked up a rag to wipe his hand, and said, "Qin, I'm just thinking about how you come from such a stable and mature nature. You know, you're in your twenties... Oh, just look at my baby daughter!"

He refers to his daughter, Sophia, who works with Liang Shaoqin in doctors without borders.

"Sophia is very good, very caring, and my mother is a colleague." Qin Fei smiled and raised his right hand. In the bag in his hand are two bottles of vodka with a bear on the wine label, which is authentic Russian Vodka.

"I brought some wine and roast mutton. I think you are Russian and should like vodka."

Victor went to Qin Fei, took out a bottle from the bag and put it under the light.

"It's not a good product. This brand can only sell 500 rubles in Russia."

Qin Fei said with a smile: "this is Africa. Zunni searched all over the bar to find two bottles of this wine. It is said that it costs $30 a bottle!"

"30 dollars!?" Victor looked at Qin Fei in surprise, looked down and turned his eyes to the wine bottle. He said to himself, "it's more profitable than selling arms! I knew I'd change to selling wine."

Then he pointed to the door.

"Come on, let's talk outside."

Out of the gate of the repair shop, the two sat on the concrete steps. Qin Fei took out the mutton from the bag and set it. One picked up a bottle of vodka and unscrewed the bottle.

Victor poured a mouthful into his mouth.

"Cool!"

He frowned and shouted happily.

"Although it's cheap wine, it's still the taste of the motherland."

Qin Fei noticed that there was another Su-27 in the warehouse. The main body had been assembled, but the wings and tail wings had not been assembled. It looked bare and clamped on the huge worktable.

"Is that the Su-27 Lawrence wants?" he asked.

Victor said, "yes, there's another one in the nearby maintenance garage. It's almost assembled."

Qin Fei's eyes fell on the mi-8, which was not the three mi-8 sold to himself, because the three mi-8 in the tiyo training camp were installed by Victor first and had already been delivered for use.

It seems that Victor swept a batch of old mi-8 this time, which were all disassembled and sent here for assembly.

"Can't you see that the army firemongers themselves can repair planes?"

"That's my little hobby," said Victor "In the past, the company I took was responsible for military airport security. It was stationed next to the airport. There was also a repair camp and armament depot. Those repair technicians repaired all kinds of weapons and equipment every day, ranging from guns to aircraft, tanks and military armored vehicles. I usually have nothing to do, so I would give a hand and help, because repairing equipment is my amateur love OK. "

He turned and looked at the mi-8 with deep feelings in his eyes.

"When you repair those planes and weapons with tools, you seem to be able to talk to them by touching them..."

"That's why you sold your own arms?" Qin Fei joked.

Victor's face froze and he took a big sip of wine.

Qin Fei realized that he might have ridiculed too much.

For a former Soviet soldier, it was an unbearable memory, and it was also the war of a great power that had been brilliant for a while.

"At the time of disintegration, the whole former Soviet Union fell into hunger. At that time, food was rationed. Even soldiers could not eat enough. The currency devalued into waste paper, and prices soared. I'm afraid a soldier's poor salary could not even afford to buy two pieces of bread."

At this point, Victor turned his eyes to Qin Fei and looked at the man who could be his own son.

"Of course you haven't experienced that era. At that time, your motherland was reforming and opening up and moving towards prosperity. You won't understand our mentality at that time."

"I have more than 100 soldiers under my command. Those young boys are my brothers. They are so hungry every day. As a young company commander, I can't do anything. We soldiers don't know who to believe, and we don't know whose fault this country is at this step. We just want to eat and feed our families Son... "

"Later, I went to the Khabarovsk military sub district office to do official business. My comrades in arms of the military academy worked as company commander there. He entertained me with wine and meat. I was surprised to ask him where these things came from and why they had funds. He told me that he sold the BMP amphibious infantry vehicle in his armory in exchange for it. By the way, it was sold to the people of Z."

"After returning to my own army, I became enlightened. Since I can't control the direction of the whole country, I can at least control the fate of my own men and family. I took out what I had, sold a Rolex watch left by my father, bought gifts with the money, and went to find the base commander who has a good relationship with me..."

At this point, he took a swig of vodka and poured the throat burning liquid into his stomach.

"That is, from that day on, I changed from a soldier to an arms dealer. Although I retired two years later, in fact, later I realized that from the moment of the great change, the Soviet captain named Victor had already died, and all that remained was Victor, an arms dealer..."

He took a gulp of wine and then looked at Qin Fei. His gray eyes were full of sadness that belonged to soldiers.

"But I'm a conscientious arms dealer. I don't think I'm bad. Do you know why my business is the largest in Africa?"

Qin Fei drew his mind from Victor's sad mood. He took a sip of wine, put down the bottle and asked, "why?"