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Chapter 30 Jiangchuan’s arms are cattle!
Smaha Organization, shooting range.

Brandy was holding an AK-47, with the butt of the gun close to his shoulder and aiming at the crosshair with one eye.

Bang bang bang!
He fired one after another, and the bullets poured towards the target in the distance. Countless small holes appeared on the target.

Feeling the recoil from the gun butt, Brandy nodded with satisfaction and put the gun down.

I have to say that after this test shot, it was indeed pretty good.

At least the gun he tried was of excellent quality and could not be produced by ordinary military factories.

This should be a gun made by a top military factory.

But he only tried one, and there was no guarantee that every gun would have such quality.

"Chief, we have guns now and can conduct a surprise attack!" The commander beside him suggested.

Brandy nodded: "That's right, Bator Country has always thought that we have lost the source of firearms and thought that we have no guns. Just in time, we can take this opportunity to catch them off guard."

"Everyone go back, have a meeting, and formulate an action plan." Brandi waved his hand and then led people into the conference room.

……

That night.

Bator country, within the defensive line.

There is a military camp here, and the troops stationed there are soldiers from the Kingdom of Bator and a small number of American soldiers.

"Colonel Charles, is there really no need to defend Smaha?" A Bator officer looked at the American officer in front of him and asked vigilantly.

Charles smiled and waved his hand casually: "No need, all arms channels of the Smaha organization have been cut off by our United States.

Oh, in this era, fighting relies on arms and weapons and equipment. They Smaha can't even buy guns, so why are they fighting against us? "

As he spoke, he picked up the cup, raised his head, drank the liquor in one gulp, and ate some food, looking very cool.

After all, as an officer sent by the United States and stationed in Bator, his status in the Bator army is very high, surpassing any Bator officer.

Therefore, he is also a unique presence in the military camp.

"Okay, Colonel Charles, it's up to you." The Bator officer did not refute.

Because he knew that the price of refuting was to be reprimanded by the American officer. If that was the case, it would be better not to refute.

Bang bang bang!
Da da da!
At this moment, there seemed to be a sudden burst of gunfire outside the military tent.

Charles was stunned and immediately stood up: "What's going on?"

The Bator country officer also stood up and called his guards to find out what happened.

"Colonel Charles, I suspect that the other party may have launched a surprise attack!" the Bator officer said hurriedly.

Charles clenched his fists: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! The other side doesn't even have guns, how could they launch a surprise attack on us!"

"But the current situation..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the security officer running back quickly, his expression a little nervous, and his tone even more urgent: "The report is from Smaha. It was Smaha who launched a surprise attack on us! A conservative estimate is that the number of people this time Thousands of people!”

"Damn it! What the hell is going on?" Charles punched the table hard.

He really couldn't understand why Smaha, who was running out of ammunition and food, still had a gun?

Obviously in the previous battles, Smaha's number of arms dropped sharply, and he even lost to the enemy many times.

But this time, Smaha actually dispatched thousands of people?
Where did they get so many arms?

"Colonel Charles, now is not the time to talk about this. We must counterattack immediately! Otherwise, when the other party comes in, it will be really over!" the Bator country officer urged.

Charles nodded heavily: "Fight back!"

... After one night, gunpowder smoke filled the air and the military camp was in tatters.

Members of the Smaha organization were cleaning the battlefield and plundering the remaining supplies in the military camp.

This assault was very successful. After dispatching thousands of troops, the military camp was easily captured by them.

Of course, the main reason is that there are not many troops stationed in this military camp, only a few thousand people.

Also, their surprise attack caught the opponent off guard, and they retreated with overwhelming force without even being able to counterattack.

At this time, the leader of Smaha, Menzefu, who led the team, looked at the gains of the soldiers, with an excited smile on his face.

Smahar has not been able to win such a victory for a long time.

This good news must be told to General Brandy in the shortest possible time.

So, he took out his cell phone and dialed the number.

……

Inside the Smaha headquarters.

Brandi, who received the good news ahead, never stopped smiling.

"General Brandi, the quality of this batch of firearms is really great! It is much better than all the firearms we bought before. Even if you keep changing magazines and firing, there will be no jamming or duds. .”

After hearing Menzefu's report, Brandi nodded thoughtfully: "I know, Menzefu, you did a great job in this raid! Come back as soon as possible, I have prepared a celebration banquet for you here. !”

After hanging up the phone, Brandi breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of surprise in her eyes.

If he had doubted Jiangchuan's strength before, he was not sure about the level of Jiangchuan's military factory.

But now, he has no such thoughts at all.

The firearms produced by Jiangchuan's military factory are of high quality and are of excellent quality. This is not a gun that can be produced by a small workshop or a small military factory.

It can also be seen that the military factory in Jiangchuan must be a top-notch military factory!

Faced with such a military factory, he must firmly seize the opportunity and cooperate with Jiangchuan more.

Thinking of this, he picked up the satellite phone without hesitation and called Jiang Chuan directly.

beep...

Along with a blind tone, the satellite phone was not connected.

Brandy was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, she called Wang Mingyuan again.

Wang Mingyuan's phone number was left to him by Jiang Chuan, so that if he had any questions, he could directly contact Wang Mingyuan, who was in charge of production.

In this way, if he has any requirements, he can give feedback as soon as possible and make timely adjustments and changes.

After dialing Wang Mingyuan's number, the call was answered not long after.

"Hey, Mr. Brandy, hello."

The voice on the satellite phone was a bit noisy, and it could be heard that Wang Mingyuan was in a production workshop.

Brandi didn't mean to say anything, and went straight to the point: "Mr. Wang, is Mr. Jiangchuan here?"

"Yes, please wait a moment, General Brandy. I will call Mr. Jiang right now."

Brandi didn't urge him, and sat quietly for a while, then heard Jiang Chuan's voice on the phone.

"General Brandy, long time no see. How are you? Are you satisfied with that batch of guns? I think this batch of guns should help you, right?"

(End of this chapter)