"What's going on? Is this called Anglo-American weaponry?"
Chu Xiao, a top military industrial boss, had just signed the acceptance report for the sixth-generation aircraft when he opened his eyes and traveled to Savage Mountain in 1942.
At the beginning, the expeditionary force suffered a huge rout. Behind them were 30,000 elite Japanese troops in pursuit. The Allied pig teammates had already run away and no shadows were left. There were only a group of remnant soldiers who were short of clothes and medicine, poor enough to urinate blood, and a proud and troubled daughter of the American arms tycoon Leng Muqing.
Chu Xiao laughed angrily when he looked at the rusty Hanyang-made cover in his hand and the 38 cover that was almost smooth with its rifling.
No guns, no cannons? I made it myself!
Use the jeep drive shaft to rub Gatling by hand to show the Japanese Type 94 armored vehicle what a metal storm is! Use the guano and field powder found all over Southeast Asia to make thermobaric bombs, and burn the Japanese army brigade and the mountains into aerosol with one shot!
When Chang Kaishen still expected him to be cannon fodder and the US military generals arrogantly wanted to control the supplies, Chu Xiao had already led the synthetic battalion armed to the teeth, smashed the Japanese headquarters, stepped on Yamashita Fengwen's head, and trampled the Stars and Stripes and Union Jack under his feet.
"I won't go back. I will have the final say in Nanyang from now on!"
From weeping blood on Savage Mountain to sweeping the Indo-China Peninsula, let's see how a generation of military-industrial tyrants created the Nanyang Chinese Empire that stands on top of the world in the tropical rainforest!
