The Airshow Begins, Sixth-Generation Fighters' Opening Performance
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"Are you sure you don't need it?" Tang Rui looked at Prince Salim with a bit of disbelief and asked.
"It's not that we don't want it, but compared to mecha models, soldiers, and military equipment bring us a greater sense of security," Prince Salim organized his thoughts and said diplomatically.
Alright then.
Hearing Prince Salim's response, Tang Rui didn't insist further.
Offering cool stuff for show and you don't want it?
Fine then.
"Okay, how about switching to fifth-generation fighters and missiles?" Tang Rui said nonchalantly.
"If that's possible, it would be ideal," replied Prince Salim.
"Sure, I'll arrange it for you."
"Thank you very much."
With just a few simple words, the matter was settled.
Tang Rui didn't want to talk more.
Prince Salim seemed to want to chat a bit longer, but noticing Tang Rui's reluctance to discuss further, he didn't press on.
That night, Prince Salim left.