Yang Feng stayed in Germany for half a month, and during this period he registered and established the European JY company in Switzerland. Because he really had no talent to stand on his own, he had to leave Principal Wu in Switzerland first.

"Old sir, I'm really sorry for you. At your age, you should have been able to retire in China, but you see, I really can't find someone to be assured." Yang Feng said apologetically.

The old man is sixty years old this year, so it is indeed not suitable to work for him again.

"It's okay. When it comes to retirement, how can you compare to this place?" Principal Wu said with emotion among the green mountains and clear waters in Bern.

"It's okay if you like this place. I'll buy you a house when I go back. I'll find He Yingqin and ask him to help get his second brother out of Hu Zongnan, and then take a walk to Switzerland as a military officer. It's also considered to be a filial piety in front of you." Yang Feng said.

Principal Wu's eldest son died in Gubeikou before getting married. The youngest son became the battalion commander under Hu Zongnan's territory. If he died one day, the old man would be defeated. It would be easy to get him to Switzerland as a military officer by his own way.

"Let him do whatever he wants!" Principal Wu sighed.

"You should watch here first. When you go back, I will find a few to take over you. At that time, you can be responsible for one thing. I will send a large number of students from China to Europe and the United States. These people will sign contracts with us, and they will be required to die wherever they go to school. You will be responsible for managing them at that time." Yang Feng said again.

He has been planning this plan for a long time. As the business scale grows, he feels more and more that he lacks talents under his command. Although he has sent out some more over the past year, most of them think of it one after another and has no planning. He is going to standardize this matter in the future.

"Okay!" Principal Wu agreed readily.

After all, Yang Feng returned to Rostock. He took the Raiders to the Mediterranean, picked up Margrit, who had already visited here in Gibraltar, then continued to drive east across the Suez Canal, out of the Red Sea and into the Indian Ocean, leaving the Raiders in Mumbai, and he slipped back to the modern day alone.

In the office building of Jinyuan Company in Mozambique, Feng Zhigang was startled by Yang Feng who suddenly appeared.

"Boss, when did you come back?" he asked in surprise.

"Just arrived, how are you doing this during this period?" Yang Feng rubbed his head and asked. He had been tossing too hard with the little fairy Margritte during this period, and his body was obviously a little weak.

Of course, Feng Zhigang knew that he wouldn't ask how much cooling oil he sold.

"During this period, I have stocked up about 5,000 AK47s. Although you like 5,6 and a half of the stocks in China, the quality is not good enough. It is better to buy a new AK." Feng Zhigang said.

Yang Feng nodded, and ak was just ak. It was just that he consumed more bullets, and he couldn't use so much anyway, so he didn't need to consider this issue if he could sell it.

"The other Type 56 squad machine guns are 200, Type 57 heavy machine guns are 50, and Double 37 anti-aircraft guns are 100," Feng Zhigang continued.

"Okay, it's done well. Don't stop purchasing these weapons in the future. In addition, you can reserve a batch of radio near-fighting shells. There is also something to add to the list of arms procurement in the future." Yang Feng hesitated for a moment before saying to Feng Zhigang: "Add to add the 63 122mm rocket launcher."

To be honest, put this thing in his shopping cart. Yang Feng was a little unsure. Rocket launcher is a new concept after all, and even Joseph is only developing it. If he launches it himself, it will be a bit too horrible, but if he doesn't make it out, he feels a little itchy, like a monk holding a beautiful woman.

Feng Zhigang was not surprised at all. Playing AK is not worthy of the Sixth Three rocket launcher, just like eating beef ramen is not as incredible as garlic.

"Let me have an appointment with Philip and tell him that another friend of mine wants to sell the property." Yang Feng said.

Philip couldn't eat as much jewelry in his hands. In 1934, the price of jewelry worth tens of millions of dollars has increased dozens of times. He couldn't eat the goods worth hundreds of millions of dollars in any case. In the end, Philip only got 100 million dollars away. Yang Feng didn't care. At worst, he could take it to Switzerland to deposit it into the bank first.

The last time he came back, he had basically shipped it to Zurich and stored it in the Swiss Federal Bank, and then sold it in batches for US dollars and euros. The domestic gold could not be obtained. More than two tons of gold were all scattered with his parents, so scattered that it was sometimes used as payment for goods. The remaining batch of jewelry was not very large. Yang Feng told her that he would sell it if he wanted to sell it, and if he didn't want to sell it, he would wear it with Elena to play with him.

Now, the business between Jinyuan and Africa is supported by selling medicinal materials, including his charity expenses and the money Feng Zhigang bought arms from China, are all medicinal materials. As for other ordinary commodity trades, he is not interested in it at all. As long as he has enough salary and does not lose money.

Because of the dangers of antiques, he basically stopped doing it now, unless it is the kind of person who is sure that he will not crash in modern times, such as ancient porcelain, jade, etc. Anyway, those famous calligraphy and paintings are definitely not done.

Boss Yang calculated that he did not count the fixed assets of the two places and the working capital on the books of the two companies. He now has more than one billion US dollars in his own name, and he is not big or small, and he is also a world-class rich man.

Of course, he, a rich man, hid deeper, even deeper than some public servants of the people. All the outside world can know is that this is a medicinal material dealer with a wide range of channels. He can continuously get various wild medicinal materials, and of course, he also accidentally sells some small arms. Considering that he has business in Africa, this is completely understandable. In China, he is such an outbreaker. In Mozambique, he is an angel, a great philanthropist, or a big fool.

Anyone who is familiar with him knows that he is an agent of an international tomb robbery group, a supplier of some African warlords. In short, this is a guy with blood and dirty things all over his body. Of course, such guys are usually very popular.

After thinking about his image, Yang Feng invited his lover's father to come. Of course, after knowing that he had returned to Mozambique, his lover and his girlfriend also arrived from China in Bombardier.

"Sablin, I want to take care of your big business this time." On the beach where the Yangfeng Manor of Penba was located, the warm sunshine was shining on the beach, watching the girls swimming not far away. Yang Feng said to Sablin mysteriously.

Lao Mao Bear made a lot of money in the last time his cannon and torpedo business. Now, looking at his daughter's lover is like looking at a lump of gold.

"Tell me, what do you need this time? A tank or a fighter?" He said comfortably as he sipped vodka.

Yang Feng took the iced drink and took a sip of it comfortably before moistening his throat, "I need a batch of naval weapons, such as a set of Kashtan near-defense system."

The old mao bear choked into his nostrils with a sip of wine, and his face was so spicy that he coughed and his face was red.

Yang Feng signaled the black maid next to him to massage his back. Then he continued with his fingers as Sablin's cough: "There are also several heavy torpedo launch systems, preferably line-guided torpedoes. If they really don't work, they can also be self-guided. In addition, I need to consult you a question, for example, if I want to sink the Yamato battleship during World War II, what kind of anti-ship missiles are needed? Of course, this is purely a private hobby. I like to spend some naval forums, and everyone likes to study this issue."

Under the service of the little maid, Sabrin finally stopped coughing. Then he gasped and said, "Why do you need anti-ship missiles if you have heavy torpedoes? Apart from granite, an anti-ship missile that specializes in aircraft carriers, other anti-ship missiles will not cause serious damage to battleships at all, but torpedoes can."

"Ah, that's it, then if you use vehicle-mounted anti-ship missiles, such as the Eagle Strike 82, how effective will it be to deal with heavy cruisers during World War II?"

"It can be injured, but it is difficult to sink. The heavy cruisers during World War II were much larger than today's cruisers. It is difficult to sink such a large warship with an Eagle Strike missile with a charge of only more than 100 kilograms. Of course, it would be different if it could hit the ammunition depot."

Yang Feng was not very satisfied with the answer, but granite and white flies were a bit too big for him. His yacht could not contain much stuff, so he had to save money. Since heavy torpedoes were very effective, there was no need to get such heavy missiles. It would be fine if the Eagle Strike eliminated light cruisers and destroyers.

"Can that Kashtan near defense system be available?" he continued to ask Sabrin.

"Of course," Sabrin said.

"I need a whole, and you have to be responsible for training me until I can use it. In addition, I have a set of drawings here, you must design it for me to see how to load it on such a ship." Yang Feng said as he took out the drawings of the Raider.

"Also, what kind of heavy torpedoes can you provide? You also have to train me to use them. I also have a few drawings here. You must be responsible for designing how to install them on the ship just now and these ships." Yang Feng took out his torpedo boat drawings again.

"In addition to these, you also need to get me twenty 2c3s, and you also need to get another batch of shells. You also need to get me a few sets of shoulder-mounted air defense missiles. Of course, you don't need to be too anxious about these things. I will leave soon. Just prepare it for me when I come back next time." Yang Feng said.

"No problem!" Sabrin nodded.

"In addition, what kind of payment do you like? If you don't mind, I have a batch of jewelry here. How can we use jewelry to settle the bill?" Yang Feng said.

"Yes!" Sabrin prefers to use jewelry, which means he can earn more when he goes back.

After seeing off the satisfied old maoxiong, Yang Feng began to arrange work for Ye Yuan. What they had to do was very simple. They collected as much information as possible from the second half of 1934 to the US stock market before World War II. The more detailed the better.

"What do you want this?" Ye Yan asked riding on his waist. She couldn't stand discussing this kind of issue at such times.

"Study it, I'm ready to join the stock market!" Yang Fengzhen smiled and straightened his waist.

He returned this time for a short time. Ten days later, he pulled his arms back and then sent a telegram to the Maldives to notify the Predators in Mumbai, and went to the Maldives to pick him up and the arms.

"You go back to Mumbai with your cargo, I will wait for you there!" After bringing the arms onto the Raiders, Yang Feng returned to his small cargo ship and said to Margrit behind him.

With a ship of doubtful eyes, he left, and then waited until the night to turn into a plane and flew back to Mumbai, find a secret place to land, and wait for the Raiders to return. His goal for this trip was very simple, just to confuse his attention and make others unable to guess the location of the Yanhuang Laboratory.

And he built such a ship, to a large extent, for such a purpose. If he goes to Tianjin Port every time, others can guess the scope of his delivery, but if he takes goods all over the world, then even the gods can't guess it.

The Raiders arrived in Mumbai soon. He picked up Yang Feng here, then continued to drive eastward, and drove to Singapore. It was said that Margrit should get off the ship after arriving in Singapore, but the little fairy was reluctant to leave. Looking at her pear blossoms with rain, Yang Feng had no choice but to agree to her go to China with her.

"You can only go to Shanghai and then wait for a cruise to the United States." Yang Feng said firmly.

Margrit nodded with a sob.

"Stop pretending, use your talent to act. You won't be as popular as you are now!" Yang Feng poked her head with a bitter regret.

"Why are you acting? It's just to make money! Now you can support me!" Margrit immediately changed his charming smile and wrapped around Yang Feng like a vine.

Yang Feng slapped her ass speechlessly.

The Raider soon entered the Strait of Malacca. Captain Andrew immediately became nervous. This narrow strait is not a safe place, and pirates have been rampant for hundreds of years.

Of course, no matter how vigilant you are, it is not easy to attack the E-Praider. Not many people can catch up with it in the sea. This former cruiser with a maximum speed of more than 30 knots per hour has been reduced to the heavy artillery burden. The fastest speed can reach 37 knots, even if it is equipped with some arms to run 35 knots now.

However, the Raider was not afraid of pirates, but it did not mean that other ships were not afraid of pirates. Soon, the Raider radio station received a distress signal. It was almost evening. It was raining heavily in the sky, and Andrew did not dare to make a decision, so he quickly knocked on Yang Feng's door.

"What's wrong? Mr. Captain?" Yang Feng opened the door and looked at him in confusion.

"Mr. Yang, we have received a distress signal. A French merchant ship is facing pirates. It is currently in danger," Andrew said.

"Pirates? Oh, this is the Strait of Malacca. I forgot that there are quite a few pirates here. Of course I have to go! The captain drove our ship over!" Yang Feng naturally didn't want to miss such a good thing as fighting pirates. He went back to the room and put on his full set of dragon scale armor and showed his mightyness to Margaret first. Then he went out happily to take a few bodyguards to the cargo hold.

A set of double 37 anti-aircraft guns were carried out in batches from it, and then assembled directly on the deck, which scared the British crew. Although they knew that Yang Feng brought back the arms, they did not expect that there was such a big guy inside.

Not only anti-aircraft guns, but also heavy machine guns, four Type 57 heavy machine guns were brought out, two each with the bow and stern of the ship, and the fully armed Raider rushed towards the pirates with murderous intent.

In the heavy rain, the merchant ship was soon discovered in the distance. More than a dozen small boats were surrounding him. The pirates looked well equipped and the sound of heavy machine guns was clearly distinguishable.

The huge figure of the Raider was soon discovered. At first glance, it scared the pirates very much. He thought it was a British cruiser stationed in Singapore! As a result, when he saw that there were no artillery, he immediately felt relieved. He quickly divided seven or eight pirate ships to surround them from both sides.

Seeing their reaction, Yang Feng and Andrew, who was standing next to him, smiled at the same time. The Raiders quickly stopped the ship, and the pirates became even more excited. In this case, the ship was not stopped by them.

One kilometer away, the heavy machine gun on their boat rang. Although all the bullets flew out of sight in the ups and downs of the waves, they reminded Yang Feng that it would be bad if they were asked to break their windows.

The guy took it upon himself, pressing down the guns of the double 37 anti-aircraft guns, aiming at the pirate ship with heavy machine guns from a high place. The bodyguard next to him quickly hugged a cannonball and loaded it up, and then the two gun barrels sprayed flames at the same time.

Although they missed the pirates, they were shocked. When they carefully saw what was on the deck, they immediately exploded, and all the pirate ships fled in panic.

The rapid-fired machine guns were their natural enemies, and they were even more terrifying than the main guns of the battleships. Their reaction was completely correct, because Yang Feng, who was re-targeting, used a series of 37mm shells tore a pirate ship to pieces.

The situation on the entire sea surface changed instantly. In the downpour, there were pirate ships running away everywhere. Unfortunately, they put the Raider too close, so close that it was only more than one kilometer away from them. The maximum range of the double 37 anti-aircraft guns was 8 kilometers, which gave Yang Feng time.

Amid the cheers of flattery around, this guy aimed at one target after another calmly, and then used dense shells to tear it apart.

Even Margrit in the cabin ran out, and excitedly pulled Yang Feng aside. He practiced shooting under his guidance, but this finally gave the pirates a way out. Yang Feng's shooting skills were fed with shells, but it would not work if Margrit was replaced. He wasted hundreds of shells, but he did not hit a pirate ship, but instead let them all escape.

Just as this guy looked frustrated and lost his temper, the merchant ship besieged by pirates finally leaned over tremblingly.

"We are the French merchant ship Sera, thank you very much for your help." The other party approached directly and shouted at the Raiders with a trumpet.

"You're welcome, we are the Raiders private yacht. Thank you very much for giving me a chance to have fun!" Yang Feng shouted proudly with a trumpet.

As soon as he heard this, the other party immediately got closer.
Chapter completed!