Chapter 52: 52: Do We Need a Helicopter?

The three were amateurs when it came to helicopter transport.

The Mi-8 helicopter had a carrying capacity of 3.5 tons, but they hadn't considered this issue at all. They just loaded as much as possible, completely disregarding any standards for safe arms transport.

However, Joe Ga was a bit more cautious. In the first batch, he chose 50 machine guns and one hundred thousand bullets, 20 RPGs, and 2 mortars, and secured the arms crates tightly inside the cabin.

After the cabin was mostly filled, Joe Ga somewhat confusedly chose to take off. Fortunately, they encountered no issues and quickly reached their altitude limit. After nearly four and a half hours of flight, they arrived at the coordinates provided by Lu Jun.

Nowadays, smartphones are sufficient to meet most navigation needs, and China's network equipment, built under the SD aid program, covers most of the area.

The plains of Koldovan were covered with vast expanses of green.

This was a truly wild place, with no human settlements within a ten-kilometer radius.

Lu Jun had specifically chosen this location for its seclusion.

As the time for the trade approached, Lu Jun was anxiously standing on the roof of a Mercedes G-Class. Just as he was about to call Joe Ga, he saw a large helicopter descending from the sky.

The local militiamen appeared very nervous when they saw the approaching helicopter, but when they saw someone waving from the open helicopter cabin and Lu Jun excitedly hopping and greeting the pilot, they quickly calmed down.

Then, unexpectedly, when the first person fired into the air, the rest soon cheered and pulled their triggers towards the sky, the Black brothers letting out excited cheers amid the AKs' blasts.

Joe Ga, who had descended to about 100 meters, was startled by the madmen below. Watching the Black brothers in ragged military uniforms jumping and hopping, Joe Ga struggled to stabilize the helicopter and slowly let it land on a flat piece of ground.

The moment the plane landed, Karman, fully armed, jumped out of the plane to stand guard, pointing his gun at the uncontrollably excited Black brothers, signaling them not to come closer.

Seeing Joe Ga turn off the engine and jump down from the plane, Lu Jun glanced at his Mercedes G-Class with disdain, then excitedly stepped on the engine to jump out of the car, waving enthusiastically at Joe Ga.

Delivering goods in an armed helicopter truly had style!

Originally, Lu Jun thought Joe Ga would deliver the goods in a fixed-wing plane like last time, but the reality was more shocking than he had imagined!

As a Chinese, when had he ever witnessed such a scene?

Just buying a gun was thrilling enough, but now they even had an armed helicopter.

In Lu Jun's mind, Joe Ga's image instantly evolved from an arms dealer to a major arms dealer active on foreign battlefields.

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It was too impressive, too honorable!

Looking at the ghostly appearances of the people nearby, Lu Jun felt that being the middleman this time was absolutely worth it, as it instantly elevated his status in the area by several levels.

Recently, due to the poor situation in South SD, Lu Jun's family had urged him to return home several times.

But this guy was somewhat reluctant; first, he was having too much fun, and second, he really didn't want to leave his business here.

As a youth raised under the red flag, Lu Jun couldn't stand to see people starving, but South SD was just such a messed-up place.

Leaving aside the unmined gold mine, his family had organized a large group of agricultural experts to help the local people cultivate over one hundred thousand acres of farmland.

This was a benevolent act that could benefit tens of thousands of people, but once war broke out, these farmlands would be abandoned again, and restarting them would be difficult.

As a second-generation rich, Lu Jun found some meaning in his life here, so he tried everything he could to hold onto these achievements.

He didn't have the capacity to negotiate with the Kardin people. The Blue Helmets had been here for many years, and only their stationed areas were slightly better, but no one could control the ethnic conflicts in South SD in the broader areas.

From the land to livestock and then to the most critical oil, just a bit of Mars could ignite a war.

Lu Jun didn't want to leave, so he could only think of ways to help those on his side, the Ernu people, to protect their farms and spare them from slaughter and displacement.

Joe Ga walked up to Lu Jun, extended his hand, and shook hands with the excited young master. He smiled and said, "This is the first batch of goods, which had to come quickly, so we could only bring whatever was handy.

Have them inspect the goods first, and if there's no problem with them, give me the money, and I'll deliver the rest of the goods tomorrow."

At this point, Lu Jun no longer cared about those issues. He grabbed Joe Ga's hand excitedly and said, "Brother Wolf, you're a god, you even managed to get armed helicopters.

Are these for sale?

Damn, if I had this thing, I could go anywhere in the Koldovan region and just steamroll through!"

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga laughed and said, "You want it? For 20 million US dollars, you can just fly it away.

If you don't like this transport type, I'll get you a fully armed one next time.

Buy a plane, and I'll throw in some rocket launchers, don't miss out!"

"Really?"

Lu Jun, excited, rubbed his hands and spun around on the spot a few times before finally saying with a pained expression, "This thing won't work, it's too big and too conspicuous, and it's also a hassle to maintain."

Joe Ga was just joking initially; he didn't expect Lu Jun to actually be interested in the helicopter, so he curiously asked, "What do you want a helicopter for?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun spread his hands and said, "To use it, of course. The roads here are terrible. It takes several days to check on dozens of farms, but with a helicopter, it would be much more convenient.

It would make life easier for those agriculture experts arranged by our company. Damn, driving for a day just to inspect crops, getting bumped around until your back and waist ache—how exhausting is that?"

Seeing Lu Jun's serious expression, Joe Ga laughed and said, "Mi-8 won't do, but how about a Little Gazelle?

An Egyptian Air Force retired small armed helicopter, in top condition, 1 million, I can get you one. The avionics may be a bit old, but I'll leave the fire control radar and weapons racks intact.

Sure it's old, but that thing's robust and durable. Get a reliable pilot and a qualified mechanic, and you'll be good to go.

Plus, I guarantee the paperwork is legitimate, at least at the source it is!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun looked at Joe Ga incredulously and asked, "Brother Wolf, what exactly do you do?"

Joe Ga knew from his reaction that Lu Jun had misunderstood, but sometimes this is what the business is like, misunderstandings created by information gaps.

In China, dealing in arms is a capital offense, being able to traffic armed helicopters is seen as a tremendous capability.

But who would have thought that in Africa, this magical place, anything is possible if you're determined.

Of course, this also involved the help from Joe Ga's Omnipotent Toolbox; without it to maintain the helicopters, those old machines would just become a burden, a metal coffin with an unpredictable crashing time.

Seeing Lu Jun's admiring expression, Joe Ga didn't bother explaining but simply smiled and said, "Just tell me if you want it or not?

1 million, delivery in one month. I don't know about South SD, but it's definitely legitimate in SD; you could land and refuel there even without hanging weapons."

"I'll take it! What does legitimate or not legitimate matter? Even the president of South SD isn't legitimate. I've poured so much money into good deeds; what's buying a helicopter to me?

I'll buy it, Brother Wolf, give me an account number, and I'll have someone transfer the money right away.

Damn, being able to strut around in an armed helicopter once in my life—1 million is totally worth it."