Li Yunlong: "Brother Zhou, the Independent Group is so poor that it is almost too poor to take the blame. Can you support us with some guns and ammunition?"
Zhou Weidong: "How much do you want?"
Li Yunlong: "Hey, as much as you want, we, Old Li, can eat it no matter how much!"
Zhou Weidong nodded: "Okay."
That night, 800 general-purpose machine guns and 500 heavy machine guns were delivered to the independent regiment.
The next day, one hundred heavy tanks and fifty anti-aircraft guns drove into Zhaojiayu.
On the third day, thirty fighter jets and twenty bombers roared in...
Assault rifles, individual rocket launchers, light towed rocket launchers...
Seeing the endless motorcade at the entrance of the village, Li Yunlong finally couldn't hold himself any longer.
"No more, no more!"
"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou, Grandpa Zhou, I, Lao Li, are completely convinced!"
"A regiment of 8,000 people is already armed to the teeth. If we send more things over, there really will be no place to put them..."
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Nice writing, keep up the good work
Not bad, not bad. Although the subject matter is not new, it doesn't seem to have any surprises.