(End of Chapter 4)

The Indian delegation that night walked in with a lot of laughter, and then turned into a puddle of mud and was carried out horizontally, dancing and drinking along the way, which attracted many people to look sideways and ridicule these Indians for their inability to drink.

However, Yanayev didn't expect that these Indians who didn't drink would fight to the end for their motherland, although it was a fiasco, but it was iron-clad. But both sides consider things from the standpoint of the state, how can it be possible to let these people go out of emotional pity?

The meeting, which was originally scheduled for the next morning, was postponed to the afternoon of the next day because of an unexpected hangover by the Indians, and when the Indian delegates walked into the conference hall, the energetic Defense Minister Yazov greeted the sluggish Indian delegation with a smile on his face, and asked with a little joking whether he had slept soundly last night.

"I really can't do it, Minister Yazov." Defense Minister Kapoor shook his head, and wanted to have a small thorn pierced in his temple, and every time he jumped, he held his forehead and said slowly, "Let's hurry up and negotiate the price of weapons, we won't drink the wine, and if we drink it again, it will delay the business." ”

"Okay." Yazov forcibly suppressed his smile, seeing that the purpose of pouring wine last night had been achieved, he glanced at the negotiator Valentnikov beside him, and the two were ready to join forces to trap each other. The Indian delegation also felt that the aggressive attitude of the group of people on the other side of the negotiating table was too different from the sluggish situation on its own side.

The Indian delegation presented its own list of supplies to be purchased, including 8,000 Kalashnikov rifles. Fifty-six tanks in the original version of the T72. One hundred and seventy-three tanks of the T72 foreign trade version. Fifty rounds of SAM-11 Beech surface-to-air missiles, twenty BMP-3 armored vehicles and ten Shilka self-propelled anti-aircraft guns. The total amount of this order is about $300 million.

But the Soviets, apparently unhappy with India's offer, pointed to the order and said, "My friend, you're sorry for Moscow, which took care of your delegation." You see, the original version of the T72 tank alone is selling for more than $2.5 million, isn't it a bit of a thing you do, well. Is the price too low? Are you really embarrassed about the price? ”

The officials of the Indian delegation were about to retort, but Yazov continued, "Also, if you look at our Shilka self-propelled anti-aircraft guns, the products you want to buy are all original versions of the Shilkha, and his offer is about one million dollars." And the Beech surface-to-air missile, which is a million missiles per minute, what? You say that one missile is only a hundred thousand? Have you ever calculated the radar above, the commander, the launcher and the like, if you did, you would not have come to such a ridiculous conclusion. ”

In fact, the beech set is about 600,000 US dollars, and Yazov deliberately deceived India's defense regiments under the banner of the original.

"As for those BMP-3 armored vehicles. Plus shells, logistics or something. It's almost worth nearly three or four hundred thousand dollars, so if you think about the order you are proposing now that you are about three hundred million dollars, are you embarrassed to say it? ”

"But didn't you say that if you buy a large amount at once, you will give us a discount?" The Indian delegation was a little flustered, he did not expect the Soviet government to go back on its word.

"Of course, I mean there are preferential policies for mass purchases. But if you think about it, you purchased fifty-six of the original T72 tanks, which is a massive purchase. When we haven't seen the world? Do you know how powerful the armored forces of the entire USSR were, 50,000 tanks, a torrent of steel is enough to cover your whole of India. For us, 400 cars is not a large purchase, so it is difficult for us to accept your price. ”

"How much does it take?" Prakash gritted his teeth and asked the other party to make a direct offer, so that the negotiation would be over for a while.

"Well, there are two solutions to solve it now, either you modify the number of pieces on the list, and when you reach the number that can be discounted, it will naturally be discounted, but at least you have to buy two hundred original T72 units, otherwise how can I be embarrassed to give you a discount."

"Two hundred?" Prakash's heart is dripping blood, this practice is tantamount to ripping flesh from the Indian Army, and the budget approved by the Ministry of Defense this time is also a budget of 580 million yuan, and buying 200 tanks means that there is no need to buy anything else.

"You see, you really don't have any energy like at the wine table." Yazov sneered that the ugly image of the Indian delegation after being drunk last night was also used by him as a weapon to threaten the psychology of the other party.

Sure enough, Prakash's face turned red instantly when he heard this, and after Prakash woke up, his subordinates told him that he was yelling in the room with a chair last night, and the whole floor heard his roar, and the Soviet side must have learned about the ugliness of this ally.

"The second plan is actually very simple. The price you quoted only included the weapons themselves, but did not take into account the ammunition logistics. As long as you buy our ammo, you can still get deals and discounts. Valennikov said that this looks like an idea for the Indians, but in fact they want to sell more arms.

"No, thank you, I think we don't need much ammunition imported from Russia, we can make it ourselves." Kapoor, who saw the Soviet Union's cautiousness, politely rejected Valennikov's proposal.

But the other party was not worried about his rejection at all, he lightly cocked his index finger on the table, and directly said the gap between India's current production situation and the Soviet Union, "In this way, I want to ask Minister Kapoor a few questions, can you produce the shells needed for the T72?" Is it possible to produce parts that are easily damaged by the Beech anti-aircraft missile mount? Can you produce the shells needed for the BMP-3 infantry tank? Even if you can produce it, can you guarantee that they won't blow up? If you think that India's domestic industry has reached such a level, I don't mind selling it at the price you offer. ”

At the end, he also came with a critical attack, "It's a pity, even the Americans don't dare to say this, where does India's industrial level come from the confidence that it can think that it can produce military-industrial products with quality comparable to that of the Soviet Union?" ”

Valennikov's words can be regarded as a stab at Kapoor's pain point, it is true that even if India can produce these weapon parts, but the industrial gap in the middle such as quality and tolerance will not be able to be smoothed out in a while. Instead of developing weapons independently, it is really cheaper to buy them back from abroad.

"Okay, let's just buy ammunition." Kapoor said hatefully. At the negotiating table, it was not an emotional time, and although the Soviets were aggressive, everything they said was a fact that Kapoor had to admit.

"That's good, that's the attitude of the Soviet people's friends." Valnikov and Yazov looked at each other and smiled at each other, happily uttering a series of offers, only the Indian delegation listened to the prices, and their hearts were bleeding. Sure enough, the Soviets were a bunch of guys who were not easy to provoke.

In the end, the Indians and the Soviets reached this agreement at a price of 480 million yuan, but the polar bear, who had a rare conscience, still had a conscience, and promised that as long as the parts of those weapons in the terms were broken, the first one or two times the Soviet Union was willing to replace them for free, and then a 10% handling fee on the price of the materials. It also made the heart of the Indian delegation slide into the abyss and rise to heaven like a roller coaster again.

Both parties signed their names on the contract, and after the exchange of contracts, the deal ended with a rush of excitement and inexplicable disappointment for the Indian delegation. Although the budget given by the Ministry of Defense was not exceeded in the end, the Indian delegation always felt as if it had been cheated by the Russians.

After the meeting, the Soviets proposed to invite the delegation of the Indian Ministry of Defense again to have a drink to celebrate the victory of the deal, but this time the Indians refused faster than anyone else, and hurriedly said that they still needed to rush back to the country to deal with government affairs, and they did not plan to stay in the Soviet Union for a longer time.

In fact, the Indian delegation was already shaking their calves when they heard about drinking with the Soviet military, and they did not dare to underestimate this terrible vodka nation without seeing the state of the Russians at the wine table before. Anyway, they learned a truth from there.

Away from the drinking table, away from vodka, away from the Russians. (To be continued.) )