An Arsenal from the Start, Leaving the Americans and Japanese Dumbfounded

I landed in 1937 and was immediately surrounded by the Japanese. The System told me to run from the start!

Run? That word isn't in Qin Feng's dictionary!

[Ding! Red Logistics System successfully bound! Newbie pack: ten fully equipped Type 56 rifles and ten crates of grenades!]

[Warning! The Host is tempting fate again! But this System loves your brand of crazy!]

[Hate Target Lock activated: Raid a Japanese army supply depot for 1.5x merit points!]

[Hate Target Lock upgraded: Empty Tokyo's treasury for 2.0x merit points!]

From then on, the battlefield took a completely absurd turn.

While everyone else was risking their lives for a single bullet, I was building fortifications out of cans of braised pork.

Li Yunlong was drooling with envy. “Old Qin, how about I trade you a whole division's worth of equipment for one crate of beef cans?”

Yamamoto Ichiro was losing his mind. “Baka! Their soldiers are far stronger than our Imperial warriors, and we can't even analyze the ink on their beef cans! Who's backing them?”

Qin Feng, lighting a cigarette: “Don't ask. Let's just say it was jointly sponsored by American imperialism and Japanese militarism!”