143: We're definitely buying the JF-17!

Jameson's heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm on the surface.

"Don't rush, take your time, what happened?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was full of apology.

"I am very sorry, Mr. Jameson. We may need to cancel the military procurement contract we previously signed with your company."

Jameson's brows furrowed instantly.

Kuwait had ordered a batch of air defense systems and armored vehicles worth over a billion dollars, and the deposit had already been paid.

"Can you tell me the reason?"

"It's... it's the Eagle Nation."

The other party's voice became increasingly low.

"Their special envoy arrived in our capital yesterday and had a long talk with our Emir."

"They provided us with a package of security assistance plans."

"And... they explicitly stated that they do not want us to engage in large-scale military cooperation with any third party other than them."

With things put this way, it was already very clear.

Jameson's expression darkened.

"So, you just gave in?"

"We have no choice."

"Mr. Jameson, we are a small country, and we cannot withstand the pressure from the Eagle Nation."

Jameson leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping lightly on the desk.

"I understand your situation. However, a contract is a contract."

"According to the terms we signed, if the buyer unilaterally breaches the contract, the deposit already paid will not be refunded."

The deposit paid by Kuwait was over 800 million US dollars.

The other end of the phone went silent.

After a long while, the other party spoke in a tone that was almost begging.

"Mr. Jameson, we know this is our fault."

"But over 800 million US dollars... this is not a small amount for us."

"Look... we are willing to bear a portion of the penalty, for example... 400 million US dollars?"

"Could your company please show mercy and refund the rest of the money to us? I beg you!"

Jameson's tone became formulaic.

"Sir, this is not something I can decide personally."

"For such a large amount, I need to report to the company's board of directors, and they will make the final decision."

"The board of directors?"

The other party was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, the board of directors."

Jameson bluffed without batting an eye.

"I will report your situation as soon as possible. However, I cannot guarantee the result."

After hanging up the phone, the calm on Jameson's face vanished instantly, replaced by a dark expression.

"FUCK!"

He cursed under his breath.

These bastards from the Eagle Nation, their appetite is just too ugly!

If they can't sell their own, they smash others' pots!

He picked up another encrypted phone and dialed David directly.

The call was answered quickly.

"Boss."

Jameson used the most concise language to report everything about the big order from Pakistan and the recent demand from Kuwait to breach the contract.

On the other end of the phone, David was silent for a few seconds after listening.

"Heh."

"The Eagle Nation..."

There was no anger in David's voice.

"They're old troublemakers, a traditional skill of theirs."

"They can't stand seeing meat in others' bowls; if they can't sell theirs, they flip the table. They're used to bullying small countries."

"Boss, there's one more thing."

"That jihadist organization leader named Aziz Audah has contacted me again."

"Oh?" David raised an eyebrow. "What does he want?"

"The same old routine, wanting free weapons and ammunition, saying it's for a 'common cause'."

Jameson's tone was filled with disdain.

"I reckon he saw that we signed a big order with Pakistan, thinks we've made a fortune, and wants to take advantage again."

"These people..." David chuckled. "They certainly know how to calculate."

David's brain began to turn rapidly.

"Jameson, reply to him like this."

"We can give him weapons, but they won't be free."

David paused, then continued, "Give him a cost price, maybe even a little lower than cost price."

"Let him take them and create some friction with Israel, to tie up their energy."

Now that the Eagle Nation has jumped out, their hardcore lackey in the Middle East naturally has to pay a price.

"I understand, Boss." Jameson immediately grasped the intention.

"As for Kuwait..." David changed the subject, returning to the main issue.

"The deposit, not a single cent can be refunded."

"However, we can give them a 'way out'."

"If they don't want their 800 million plus US dollars to go down the drain, that's fine. Then swap it for our equipment."

Jameson was stunned. "Swap for equipment? Aren't they afraid to want the JF-17 Thunder anymore?"

"Who said we were going to give them the JF-17 Thunder?" David's tone was playful.

"Tell them this money can be swapped for 20 J-7G fighter jets, plus the accompanying ammunition and logistics services."

The J-7G, a heavily modified MiG-21, although its performance is not as good as the JF-17 Thunder.

But it is more than enough for defending the airspace and dealing with some minor opponents.

20 J-7G jets, including all supporting services, would cost at most a little over 100 million US dollars.

Using a deposit of over 800 million to exchange for this, this deal is a huge profit.

"Will they agree to this?" Jameson was a bit hesitant.

"They will." David's tone was full of certainty.

"Either watch over 800 million US dollars go down the drain."

"Or exchange it for a bunch of fighter jets that, while not top-tier, are at least usable—this multiple-choice question is not hard to answer."

"And..." David's voice turned a few degrees colder.

"Tell the Kuwaitis clearly that from today on, they have been added to our company's blacklist."

"Any weapons they want to buy from us in the future will have their prices increased by 50%."

"And, we only accept full payment transactions; no credit!"

This is the price of being a fence-sitter.

"Alright Boss, I'll get right on it!" Jameson's voice was filled with excitement.

This kind of tough counterattack is truly invigorating!

After hanging up the phone, David tossed it aside, picked up his teacup, and took a leisurely sip.

The Eagle Nation? Pressure?

Then let's see whose fist is harder!

Developments unfolded exactly as David had anticipated.

The pressure from the Eagle Nation was not just applied to Kuwait.

Pyramid Country, which had also shown keen interest in the JF-17 Thunder fighter jets.

After several rounds of "friendly consultations," also politely indicated that they needed to "consider it again."

Not long after, Pyramid Country announced that it would purchase a batch of F-16 fighter jets from the Eagle Nation.

This appetite is simply naked and shameless.

However, where there are those who yield, there are those who stand firm.

Pakistan withstood the immense pressure and not only did not cancel the order.

Instead, they transferred the first deposit of up to 3 billion US dollars into the account designated by the Crescent Nation at the fastest possible speed.

Their attitude was very clear: JF-17 Thunder, we are buying it!

This country, which has always been known for its "United Nations brand" equipment and has long regarded China as its main competitor.

Actually sent a military delegation and came knocking on the door on their own initiative.

After witnessing the unrivaled performance of the JF-17 Thunder fighter, the representative from Egypt made a decision on the spot.

"We want fifty!"

"Regarding the price, we hope it can be the same as Pakistan's."

Jameson looked at the representative from Egypt in front of him, a professional smile on his face.

"Sir, I am very sorry."

"Considering some... well, well-known reasons, the price for selling to your country cannot be lumped together with Pakistan's."

Selling to Pakistan is a brotherly price; can selling to you be the same price?

The representative from Egypt's expression was somewhat ugly, but in the end, he gritted his teeth.

In the face of absolute performance superiority, so-called face and past grievances all have to take a backseat.

After some bargaining, in the end, both sides signed a contract at a unit price of 35 million US dollars per jet.