Moving Supplies: The Celestial Empire Dominates the World from the 1950s!

[Travel Between Two Worlds + Poverty Relief in the Past + Reviving the Nation's Spirit + Remaking the World]

Grandma told me the supply lines had been out of food for three days.

The soldiers fighting in the freezing snow were shivering with cold, yet they feared no death. They charged forward through enemy fire without hesitation.

Grandma's eyes were red from crying. Watching the soldiers fall amid the shelling, she rushed out of the trench!

I grabbed her. “Grandma, don't do anything rash. Let me think of something!”

Grandma shook off my hand. “Comrade, stop calling me Grandma. I'm not your grandmother!”

“If I get you the most advanced weapons and some food, will you sing me a lullaby?”

Grandma froze. After a long pause, she finally spoke. “All right, stop joking around with me. Get to safety, quickly. Wherever you came from, you have to stay alive!”

“I'm serious. One lullaby in exchange for food and weapons. Deal?”

Grandma thought I was crazy. She shook off my hand and charged out of the trench without hesitation.