"Young Master Zhang, do you think your troops still need light machine guns?”
"The bullets fired by the light machine gun are like flowing water. The firepower is continuous and strong. It must be suitable for the soldiers!”
Zhang Xueming frowned slightly after hearing Harhaosen's words. He didn't answer Harhaosen's question immediately.
In order to facilitate the logistics of the army, they should only choose one model of the same type of firearm when filling in the weapon purchase list.
Among the rifles, the best one was naturally the Mauser 98K.
However, among the light machine guns, there were also the Huchkais M1909 light machine gun, the Shawsa M1915 light machine gun, the Maxim MG08/15 machine gun, the Browning 1918 light machine gun, and the McDerson 1902 light machine gun.
These light machine guns were different in firepower, weight, and maneuverability, so Zhang Xueming had not finalized them.
"Ambassador Harhausen, this…"
Zhang Xueming wanted to ask about the price first, but he was interrupted by Harson.
"Mr. Zhang, we have 100 MG08/15 machine guns in the embassy warehouse. If you like them, we can send them to you for free!”
Harrison said happily.
"Young Master Zhang, do you still need heavy machine guns for your army?”
Without waiting for Zhang Xueming to speak, Harrison quickly said,"
"The heavy machine guns that our embassy brought back from our country are about to arrive at customs. I'll send them to you as soon as they arrive!”
"I won't charge you a single cent either!”
"Young Master Zhang, do you need a military shovel? I'll give you a batch for free!"
"Young Master Zhang, do you like the military windbreaker? When the time comes, I'll personally deliver it to your residence!”
……
The subordinates behind Zhang Xueming were so shocked that their mouths were about to dislocate.
From machine guns to sanitary products, they were all sold for free!
It was up to Zhang Xueming whether he liked it or not. If their commander nodded a little slower, Harhausen would immediately double the amount.
Finally, Zhang Xueming handed a top-secret document to Harrison from behind.
Title: Tsinghua University, Grade 2021, History Major, Bachelor's Thesis
[Description: Research on the rationality of the hypothesis of the existence of the Atlantean gods and the Mayan civilization…]
The top-secret documents that were reflected in front of him were actually compiled versions in English, French, Chinese, Russian, and German!
Harhausen was so nervous that he couldn't breathe when he read the first page.
Sure enough, Zhang Xueming was someone who was closely related to God!
What kind of amazing university was Tsinghua University?!？
He could actually nurture a student like this!
Who exactly was a Level 2021?？
He could actually reach a realm that only gods could come into contact with!
A moment later, a military truck loaded with supplies galloped on the main road of Fengtian.
At this moment, Zhang Zuolin and the others were standing at the entrance of the mansion, looking at the passing military vehicles.
"Marshal, are we going to war again?”
Aunt Wu shook Zhang Zuolin's clothes with fear.
"Damn it, what's the point of fighting a war!”
"This is a military vehicle from the Hans Kingdom. There are so many roads in Fengtian, but you deliberately came to my residence to show off your muscles!”
"You're bullying my Old Zhang! Son of a b * tch, none of them are good!”
Zhang Zuolin frowned slightly and muttered to himself with envy,"
"If these equipment were given to Feng Jun, I would be willing to call him father.”
As soon as Zhang Zuolin finished speaking, a Studebank sedan stopped steadily at the marshal's residence.
In his line of sight, he saw a Hans man in a black tuxedo push open the door and get out of the passenger seat.
He tidied his long beard and smiled politely at Zhang Zuolin, who was standing at the door. Then, he hurried to the back seat.
What kind of important person was this to make the ambassador in Fengtian run around like a horse?
Those who came did not come with good intentions, and those who came with good intentions did not!
Zhang Zuolin's brows were knitted together, and his expression was even more serious. Even his back was a little straighter than usual.
The moment the back door of the car was pushed open, a leg stepped out first.
"Why do these military boots look like the standard military boots of our Feng army?”
Military Boots, Ambassador of Hans, Feng Jun, and a big shot!？
This made Zhang Zuolin even more confused.
At this moment, the person in the back seat leaned out completely and gave Zhang Zuolin and the others a sharp smile.
" Motherf * cker, Zhang Xueming!?"
Zhang Zuolin walked forward while cursing.
Looking at the size of the military vehicle, Zhang Zuolin asked Zhang Xueming,"
"Xueming, did you bring all these supplies here?”
"Yes, Father."
"You made a deal with the Hans?”
"Yes, Father."
Hearing Zhang Xueming's words, Zhang Zuolin's originally happy face suddenly became dark and gloomy.
Could it be that this kid had sold the entire Northeast to Hans?
Otherwise, why would Hans be so generous to give so many supplies?
Thinking of this, Zhang Zuolin suddenly lost his balance and fell backward.
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