After drinking a few glasses of wine, general Abu started to get down to business.
“Yesterday, I contacted my arms supplier and placed an order for two main battle tanks. It might cost around five million...”
Speaking up to this point, general Abu paused for a moment, wanting to see Yu Tian’s reaction.
In Hell, tanks were definitely the overlord of the army.
A small pirate like Faraday would definitely not be able to afford something like a tank.
Not to mention the price of a tank that was a few million per vehicle, the training of the drivers, the consumption of fuel and ammunition, and the daily maintenance, these were all huge expenses.
This kind of expense made even some big warlords feel a little pained, not to mention those small pirates and small warlords.
Under normal circumstances, the pirate’s loot, including valuable goods and valuable hostages, was only worth a few million at most.
