"$350,000?" Mavi pondered for a moment. He remembered that in 2018, the export price of a T-90 tank was around $5 million per unit. He was surprised that back in 2000, it was being sold for such a low price—only $350,000 per tank.
"Alright, I'll take two. And throw in some extra ammunition while you're at it." Mavi made a decisive purchase, ordering two T-90 main battle tanks along with additional rounds.
Previously, in Russia, Mavi had also bought other models of tanks from different sources. He used them for tank battles in the wilderness—driving one tank to blow up another, and then finishing them off with TOW anti-tank missiles or C4 explosives. One big "boom!"—pure exhilaration.
"Doing business with you is always a pleasure! How about this—I'll throw in two extra 125mm armor-piercing shells for you! These newly developed rounds can penetrate 875mm of steel from 2,000 meters away!" Nikolai, the seller, was quite the businessman. He knew Mavi was a long-term client of his arms factory.
Hearing this, Mavi smiled and promptly made the payment.
Once the transaction was complete, Nikolai immediately arranged for transport trucks to deliver the two T-90 main battle tanks to Mavi's estate. As for the additional shells, missiles, and armor-piercing rounds, they were carefully packed into wooden crates and loaded onto Tiger armored vehicles by Mavi's bodyguards.
Among his bodyguards were former tank operators, so once the T-90s arrived at the estate, Mavi had one of them climb into a tank and drive him to the back of the mountain.
As soon as Mavi got inside the tank, he noticed the interior had enough space for three people. The high-tech electronic systems, the enclosed steel chamber, and the countless unfamiliar switches and buttons suddenly made him feel as if he were heading into battle.
The T-90 main battle tank was equipped with a V-84MSV 12-cylinder engine, capable of reaching speeds of up to 60 km/h (37 mph). It ran on diesel, so as the engine roared to life, the cabin was soon filled with the unmistakable scent of diesel fumes.
Far from being unpleasant, the smell only heightened his excitement, fueling a sense of battlefield heroism.
Seated inside the tank, Mavi felt the rough, bumpy ride as the vehicle moved, shaking him to the point where his backside started to ache. The vibrations were even stronger than those of a Ferrari sports car.
He glanced at the electronic screen displaying the road ahead. (The screen had been specially installed; originally, the tank used a periscope.)
The T-90 was an incredibly formidable machine. It wasn't just a 46-ton hunk of steel—it was equipped with "Kontakt-5" explosive reactive armor, an electro-optical defense system, an infrared suppression system, a fire control system, and other advanced electronic components.
These systems allowed the tank to detonate most anti-tank weapons before they even reached the armor, significantly reducing the threat posed by anti-tank missiles, such as TOW missiles and RPGs.
Additionally, the T-90's 125mm laser-guided missile system could accurately strike distant targets and even low-flying aircraft...
After about ten minutes, Mavi, riding in the T-90, arrived at a spacious clearing in the mountains. The entire mountain belonged to his family, and this area had been completely secured by his bodyguards to prevent any unauthorized personnel from wandering into danger.
Following behind Mavi's tank was an armored vehicle unit responsible for filming.
Two weeks earlier, while in the United States, Mavi had casually acquired a failing video website called "Verge," known as "V-Ke" .
He had chosen to buy it because he realized he didn't have to wait for YouTube, Tumblr, or Twitter to be founded before making acquisitions. Those platforms were still four or five years away.
With his knowledge of the future, he could implement the same core ideas in "V-Ke Video" and start making waves online ahead of time.
Once everything was set up, Mavi turned his attention to the electronic screen, where a red Ferrari 550 convertible was parked in the clearing. He then instructed the tank driver, "Run it over!"
Upon receiving the order, the bodyguard immediately accelerated the tank.
The 12-cylinder diesel engine let out a deafening roar as a thick plume of exhaust erupted from the tailpipe.
Inside the tank, Mavi felt a sudden, powerful jolt as the massive war machine lurched forward.
His eyes remained fixed on the monitor, watching as the 46-ton steel behemoth charged toward the Ferrari at full speed.
10 meters! 8 meters! 6 meters!
The distance between the T-90 and the sports car rapidly shrank. On the screen, the red Ferrari grew larger and larger.
5 meters! 3 meters! 1 meter!
With an ear-piercing screech, the T-90 tank thundered forward, closing in on the Ferrari 550.
In an instant, the rapidly spinning metal tracks crushed the Ferrari's hood.
Crunch… crack… crunch!
The sports car's thin metal frame stood no chance against the tank's terrifying weight. The moment they made contact, the T-90 flattened the convertible like a steamroller.
What was once a sleek, luxury sports car was now an unrecognizable, crumpled red pancake.
The front end was completely shattered, and the headlights had been crushed to dust. The once-stylish air intake was now compressed into a deformed lump. The four wheels, bent and twisted, dangled pathetically at odd angles. The tires had been utterly destroyed…
Sitting inside the tank, Mavi had just experienced the thrill of running over a Ferrari firsthand.
He opened the hatch and took a close look at the flattened wreckage.
He recalled that when he had first been reborn, he would have felt heartbroken over wrecking an $80,000 Mercedes-Benz C230.
But after adapting to his new reality for the past two weeks, his mindset had changed. Now, he could nonchalantly destroy a $490,000 Ferrari 550 without a second thought…
That was progress.
"Did you get it all on film?" Mavi asked the cameraman.
"Yes, young master! We recorded everything!" The filming team, equipped with three cameras, had captured the scene from multiple angles.
"Good. Let's move on to the next target!"
Having just acquired two new main battle tanks, Mavi wasn't about to call it a day so soon.
His next target wasn't another sports car or a luxury mansion—it was the "Ka-37" multi-role unmanned helicopter!
The moment Mavi finished speaking, a military-green helicopter parked in the distance began spinning its rotor blades, whipping up a powerful gust of wind.
As the leaves and grass scattered in all directions, Mavi squinted, watching the scene unfold.
In this lifetime, he had truly outdone himself.
Driving a tank to blow up a helicopter?
Now, this was living.
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