The main thing is a truth.
The old devil Okamura frowned and felt a little moved.
His eyes moved rapidly.
In the pupils, light flashes...
Breathing became increasingly rapid.
Thoughts...are diverging invisibly.
"Although this Garand semi-automatic rifle is considered an obsolete firearm in the New First Division, it is not as good as the mainstream firearms currently used by the New First Division..."
"But this Garand rifle surpasses our Type 38 rifle by several generations."
"The gap between the Type 38 rifle and the mainstream rifles of the New First Division is too big, so it often leads to insufficient firepower..."
"If we can fully equip ourselves with this kind of Garand semi-automatic rifle, we can reduce the gap between us to a certain extent."
"This is what we are pursuing now..."
"The key is... can there be a direction..."
"This direction... is not easy to find."
"If millions of imperial locust troops are ready to equip Garand semi-automatic rifles..."
"Coupled with that batch of tanks, armored vehicles and heavy artillery..."
"The combat effectiveness of the Imperial Locust Army will be further improved..."
"This is a comprehensive rebirth for the Imperial Locust Army!"
"New life...new life!"
"Opportunity! It's right in front of you!"
"Whether you can seize the opportunity is the key among the keys!"
"The empire's army actually has the best fighting will and fighting qualities."
"It can be said that they are all at their peak state...the best of the best..."
"It's a pity...the weapons and equipment are so poor!"
"It's not that our industrial level is not good! It's that our resources are too few."
"So I can only make deductions everywhere..."
"The Type 38 rifle is actually a castrated version to some extent..."
"sorrow!"
"How sad..."
"But I can only grit my teeth and have nowhere to complain..."
"In the end...everything can only turn into nothing...turn into nothing..."
The sound of muttering to himself followed, and his thoughts... were completely confused.
In the end... I was completely stuck on the spot, confused and nothing.
Can't stand it.
Totally unbearable.
A desperate cry, best verified.
The old devil Okamura shook his head and sighed.
In fact, he knows it better than anyone else.
"Okamura-kun...the overall situation is like this...you shouldn't lament here, right?"
"Right now, it's better to think about what to do next..."
"Since Okamura-kun is very interested in these weapons and equipment from Mountain Castle, why not... seize them yourself?"
"Okamura-kun..."
"Do you have this intention?"
The Japanese special envoy Miyata Masao followed suit and licked his lips, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.
This shows that he already has a intention in his heart.
Excited heart, trembling hands...
"If you can snatch it easily, why not?"
"This commander is just wondering if it's worth it..."
"What a price to pay to rob."
"In order to ensure the safety of this transaction, Mountain City did not even think about transporting weapons and equipment, and directly mobilized a million troops to Qingcheng, Mountain Province to directly arm."
"In this case...how can we snatch this batch of weapons from the millions of Central Army troops?"
"Impossible...absolutely impossible..."
"Our current strength is too limited."
"Weak-hearted."
"If it's not done well, there will be more casualties."
"To a certain extent, this is not in line with our vested interests at all..."
When vested interests are damaged, we should do what needs to be done...
The sound of murmuring to himself followed, and the sparkle in his eyes flashed.
He spoke with certainty and looked firm...
It seemed as if everything in front of him was going to be completely... destroyed.
The main theme is a person full of passion and surging consciousness.
The old Japs Okamura looked at the Japs envoy Miyata Masao with seriousness.
The Japanese special envoy Miyata Masao couldn't help but licked his lips. At this moment, his heart was more or less frightened...
"What are you doing, Okamura-kun, looking at me?"
"Are there flowers on my face?"
"And Okamura-kun's smile is really... scary..."
His eyes narrowed, his brows furrowed, and he immediately followed the cold voice.
Can't stand it.
Security can't stand it.
Trembling is nothing more than this.
"Actually, it is not impossible to capture these million Garand semi-automatic rifles."
"This mainly depends on whether Miyata-kun is willing to contribute."
The old devil Okamura took a detour.
Then little by little, it wandered back again.
He immediately frowned and gritted his teeth.
Those things that are hidden in my heart... I can't stand it, and it will become messy in an instant.
Eventually, it faded into nothing.
"Contribute?"
"What's the meaning?"
"What can I do to help?"
"Okamura-kun, I have exhausted all my efforts."
"I really did everything I could do."
"I also did what I couldn't do..."
"Okamura-kun..."
"You know this very well..."
"I have tried my best to get His Excellency the Prime Minister to mobilize ten flying regiments."
"This is not only my limit, but also the Prime Minister's bottom line."
"Okamura-kun, I have always been very sincere in cooperating with you."
"Now that the sincerity is here, doesn't Okamura-kun believe it?"
"Okamura-kun's move is really a bit too much."
He spoke with certainty, his brows furrowed, his expression changed...
The special envoy of the Japanese Army, Miyata Shino, seemed a little unhappy.
"Miyata-kun."
"Don't think too much."
"What I mean is that if you want to take down this batch of weapons and equipment belonging to Mountain City, you can only ask the navy for help."
"If the Navy's 3rd Fleet can launch a full-scale attack, it can completely plunder these weapons on the sea."
"I believe that the Imperial Navy still has this powerful strength."
"And as far as I know, although the Prime Minister cannot control the navy, Vice Admiral Mikiyo Kitaoka, commander of the Navy's 3rd Fleet, once served under you, Miyata-kun."
"Speaking of which, the Commander of the 3rd Fleet, Vice Admiral Mikiyo Kitaoka, is still your old subordinate, Miyata-kun."
"hehe……"
"Miyata-kun has never revealed this matter to me at all..."
"In this matter, Miyata-kun is hiding very deep..."
"Miyata-kun's move has profound meaning..."
"hehe……"
A sneer followed, and the old devil Okamura took a few steps forward, and soon his eyes flashed wantonly.
Immediately afterwards, everything in front of me seemed to be completely cut off...
"You're talking about this?"
"Okamura-kun's sources of information are...very extensive."
"hehe……"
"I have never mentioned this matter to outsiders..."
"It's really... unspeakable..."
"Kitaoka Mikiyo, this beast..."
"I can't wait to kill him!"
"brute!"
The mood of the Japanese special envoy Miyata Masao suddenly surged...
