Not far from the Rocket Force position.
Zhao Gang held a price quote in his hand.
"The Long Sword-10A, a land-based cruise missile, costs 1.5 million US dollars without its warhead-that's 4,500 gold coins!"
He looked up at the representatives of the various races.
"Fast, low-risk, and you'll be home in a few hours. Convenient and affordable!"
This rocket actually cost Great Xia only seven million Great Xia yuan to manufacture, and it would be even cheaper without the warhead.
Adrian blinked.
"4,500 gold coins?"
Thorin muttered:
"You sell us a tank for 7.5 million US dollars, but a missile is only 1.5 million?"
Warwick frowned in thought.
"By that reckoning, missiles are much cheaper than tanks!"
Zhao Gang nodded.
"Right, but that's the price without the warhead."
Elder Muyu glanced at the missile in the distance, whose warhead the Great Xia soldiers were removing.
"These are extraordinary times, so the price is acceptable, but can this thing... really carry people?"
Lin Mo said with a smile:
"Don't worry. It's just a bit fast and bumpy. There aren't any other problems."
Kael pondered for a moment, then nodded.
"No problem. That price is acceptable."
The representatives of the various races nodded as well.
Satisfied, Zhao Gang put away the price quote.
"Good, then. Same as before-we'll put it on your account."
He turned and waved for a soldier to bring over several parachute packs, then turned back and said:
"We'll throw in the parachutes for free."
Elder Muyu bowed slightly.
"Thank you for your generosity."
Next, the representatives each sent out their own sixth-rank warrior.
The Holy Human Race sent a Holy Light knight in golden armor.
The Elves sent a slender elf.
The Dwarf Clan sent a warrior with a thick beard.
The Half-Orc Clan sent a minotaur.
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