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Chapter 115 - good news

Sometimes, things go so smoothly that it's almost unbelievable.

Along the way, George had a faint smile on his face. Ding En, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, asked,

"Boss, where are we going? Back to Tunisia, or?"

"To Savoia Marchetti Aircraft Company."

Then, George closed his eyes. The city where the company was located had just been liberated. The company was the largest seaplane manufacturer in Italy. Since the 1920s, it has begun to produce land aircraft. During the war, various types of bombers and transport aircraft were produced. Among them, the SM.79 bomber was widely used in the war, and the German army used its SM.75GA long-range transport aircraft, carrying a large number of diplomatic and combat documents from Germany, Italy and Japan. It departed from the easternmost airport occupied by the German army, the Crimean Peninsula Airport, and first flew to the Baotou Airport controlled by the Japanese army, and then flew to Tokyo the next day. Then the plane returned from Japan and finally landed at the Rome Airport.

During World War II, the SM.75GA long-range transport aircraft was definitely the most outstanding large long-range aircraft. Even in the ten years after the war, its performance could be described as outstanding.

In terms of the research and development technology and experience of large long-range aircraft, the technical strength of this company is definitely not worse than Boeing and Douglas, at least it is a company of the same level. During the war, it produced nearly two thousand bombers and transport aircraft. Because of this, it has always been favored by Allied bombers. The continuous bombing destroyed most of its factory production equipment in the war. This is also the reason why the company went to the end after the war. After all, the Italian Air Force used a large number of American-aided aircraft after the war, and civil aviation was also in a downturn. As a result, the company had no funds to improve equipment, nor did it have funds to continue research and development to keep up with the world trend.

However, at present, this company is definitely a first-class aviation manufacturing company. Perhaps bombing can destroy factories and facilities, but it cannot destroy technology. Its technology is still at the world's leading level.

George had been yearning for this company with such strong technical strength for a long time. After all, aircraft engines always need to be matched with aircraft, and in the future, Borneo will definitely manufacture large aircraft.

Not only large aircraft, but also large ships. Italian ship engineers are also very excellent and can be hired!

But whether it is to recruit talents or technology, money is needed... These days, money is spent like water!

There is no way. There is gold everywhere in post-war Italy, but if you want to pick it up, you need some capital.

Fortunately, someone came to give money!

Just a few days later, George received a telegram from his uncle.

The content of the telegram was very simple, telling him that the second batch of 6,000 tons of tungsten sand would be shipped to Tunisia along with 5,000 ordnance sorting personnel-although there was some debate in the country about sending people to Europe, they still decided to send a group of people, and also allowed the company to hire laborers in the country. The only condition was that the employees' wages needed to be sent back through the office sent by the Bank of China. It must be said that money is attractive.

The telegram also asked if more tungsten ore was needed.

After receiving the telegram, George's lips could not help but rise slightly, especially when he saw the telegram asking how much the next batch would be delivered, he directly asked someone to reply a telegram.

"The more the better!"

Isn't it the more the better!

The Germans need tens of thousands of tons of tungsten ore a year. If they can seize this last window of opportunity, they may be able to earn hundreds of millions of dollars.

Hundreds of millions of dollars in gold!

That's hundreds of millions of grams of gold.

Instantly, George was a little uneasy.

That's hundreds of tons of gold!

It has to be said that human beings are vulgar and have no resistance to yellow stuff.

Businessmen are generally like this. As long as they have money, they can sell everything.

Of course, George has no psychological burden at all about selling out Britain and the United States. If he doesn't sell them out, who will he sell out?

After knowing that the price of tungsten ore is very expensive, he paid special attention to the price of rare metals in London. The price of molybdenum is also extremely expensive, so he immediately thought about molybdenum. After learning that Chile also produces a large amount of molybdenum ore in addition to the United States, he sent people to Chile to purchase it while doing molybdenum ore business with Berlin.

Unexpectedly, Germany's demand for molybdenum ore is even far greater than tungsten ore, because the Norwegian Knaben molybdenum mine occupied by the German army was bombed by the Allies last year, which made the German army lose the source of molybdenum. Because there is no molybdenum in the tank armor, its armor protection performance is greatly reduced, which directly affects the combat effectiveness of the German armored forces.

After learning that George could transport molybdenum ore, Berlin became more eager and even said that it could purchase it at a premium. It must be said that when facing the life and death of the country, money is nothing at all.

Don't say that money is nothing.

Even life is nothing!

After receiving Berlin's reply, George gave a direct reply, asking them to list the materials they need, and of course the most important thing is the price.

"How can I say this? It still depends on the price."

In a hotel in Naples, George shook the red wine in his glass, admiring the scenery of the Mediterranean, and said to Berlin.

"As long as the price is right, everything can be discussed."

"What about oil?"

Berlin's question was met with a roll of the eyes.

"That thing takes up too much space and is unlucky."

The space is so big that it can only hold about a thousand tons of gasoline at most. Gasoline... a very cheap ton is only a few dozen dollars. Even if there is a premium, how much can it overflow?

"I knew you would say that, but are you sure you can transport tungsten ore to Switzerland?"

Facing Berlin's question, George said without disguising.

"At present, the Allied forces have landed in southern France, and my task force and I have entered France..."

Pick up the wine glass, take a sip, and George smiled.

"I have my own fleet. Although the border area between France and Switzerland is still under the control of the German army, the defeat of the German army is a matter of time."

Once again, Berlin was directly depressed. There was no way, the fact was like this.

"Besides, I'm afraid I will raise the price at that time. You know, the bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish!"

Looking at the guy with a smile on his face in front of him, Berlin sighed helplessly.

"You are really a profiteer,"

"Thank you for the compliment."

After that, George stood up and said to Berlin.

"In the next period of time, I will be in France often. If it is convenient, you can also go to France or Switzerland. I have a good news for you. Recently, my task force has collected a lot of weapons in France, all of which are the weapons you left behind."

You...

At this moment, Berlin almost broke through the defense. What the hell is good news.