"You... you are from Hua..."
"You can eat crap, but don't talk crap!" Zhang Menglong immediately interrupted General Afuer's words, "I am not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense!"
Although General Afuer didn't continue, he was certain in his heart that the person who had called him must be from Huaxia.
Their relationship with Huaxia was quite good, almost the closest of allies, but such assistance had never existed in history.
Even though he didn't know how many weapons and equipment the other party had prepared to support them, what did it mean for them? It seemed the person on the other end of the phone had no intention of revealing their identity.
"This is all my own idea," Zhang Menglong said, "I just wanted to make friends with General Afuer, that's all."
"I'll believe that when hell freezes over!" General Afuer, despite being over fifty and an experienced veteran, was nobody's fool. How could such a thing ever deceive him?
