"no!that's impossible! My God, you're simply a robber!"

Smith's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe his ears. The seemingly gentle young man in front of him actually opened his mouth and asked for 5 million bullets, 500,000 various shells, and a large number of tanks, heavy trucks, and tow cannons...

It's so shameless. This is like a lion's mouth. How can this happen?

Dong Dao, who was standing beside him, was stunned and didn't know what the attendant said, which made the old foreigner furious.

Liao Mingyu took a few sips of water indifferently, and said without any rush or irritation: "Don't be anxious first, I don't know that there is an old saying in China, saying that if you ask for a price all over the place, will you pay it back?"

"What? What does it mean?" Smith obviously did not understand the profound Chinese culture.

"It's easy to discuss everything. Tell me how much sincerity you can show, and I'll consider it." Liao Mingyu crossed his legs as if he was determined to do so, and was not in a hurry at all.

Who made this old fox cheat last time? This time he had to clean up his body.

"Well... I'll try my best to give you 5,000 ammunition, 200,000 shells, 8,000 rifles, submachine guns, bazooka, mortar, and flamethrower. I'll give you another 5,000 sets of individual equipment. This is the limit I can do."

Smith spread his hands and said that he had shown all his trump cards.

"Where are tanks? Trucks? Cannons? Even if you give them less, don't you really think that our third division can kill the Japanese with only a semi-automatic rifle, right?"

Liao Mingyu sneered that if there was no equipment and tactics crushing, how could he achieve these achievements in the face of the fierce Japanese?

But the price of this is that it depends more on logistics supply. Especially like Chen Jize's third regiment, the chariot battalion can no longer be pushed until now, and the speed of the truck supply line is getting slower and slower. In addition to the fatigue of soldiers, the consumption of oil and ammunition is an astronomical figure, and the combat effectiveness before it is not replenished will be greatly reduced.

"Mr. Commander, I said last time that heavy equipment such as artillery and tractors cannot be transported at all, and the plane cannot hold Sherman, so don't make things difficult for me." Smith complained, his wrinkles on his face were almost gathering together, and this damn young officer was still as difficult as ever.

"Then I can't help. The troops that attacked Nankan were consumed too much, and almost all the oil, shells and other things were bottomed out. They couldn't move for a short time." Liao Mingyu twisted his head and said leisurely.

"Don't you have several teams in your hands?"

"The people who went to Lashio are already on the way. You won't ask me to call them back, right? Besides, don't you need to rest? Don't forget how many battles we fought from Mangshi to Nankan."

"god    damn   it!" Smith finally couldn't help but swear, and his lungs were almost irritated.

This bastard was really hateful. He suppressed the urge to leave and tried to calm himself down: "I'll find a way to get oil. I'll ask them to send a batch of Sherman's shells and a few tank maintenance personnel over, and I'll add a little more for other supplies."

Liao Mingyu still shook his head, picked up the water cup and looked out the window, and ignored him as if he was willing to do whatever he wanted.

Smith took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead like a deflated ball. She had lived for most of her life and had not met someone like Liao Mingyu who was indifferent to salt.

He actually came to China like most Americans with the attitude of completing his work. He has been in Southeast Asia for more than a year for this job. He has been fed up with the climate and conditions here and wants to retire and go home to spend his old age at all times.

But the Japanese stayed in Southeast Asia for only one day, Smith couldn't leave. If he couldn't finish this battle, he would be pinned here until he died.

The only way is to end the war as soon as possible. As the liaison officer of the Allied Forces, he can only provide materials to help the Chinese go to war.

Thinking of this, Smith made up his mind and said with difficulty: "Actually... the ones you want are not helpless."

"Oh? What does it mean?"

"At least I have to open up the road to India, otherwise I can't get anything even if I have it."

Because the northern highway system in Myanmar was occupied by the Japanese army, at present, whether it was the Indian army itself or the materials supporting China, they all came from the sea through the ports in India and were transported to western Yunnan via the hump line. Therefore, during this period, heavy units such as towing cannons and tanks basically could not reach China.

So Smith didn't lie. He really couldn't get what Liao Mingyu wanted except for the basic supplies of ammunition and other materials, but when the section between the Yunnan-Burma Highway was opened and connected to India would be different.

After a fierce battle between the two of them, Smith finally agreed to support 2 million rounds of various ammunition, 100,000 mk2 grenades, 150 60mm mortars, 60 81mm mortars, and 200,000 shells of various types of shells.

There are also 12,000 Garland rifles, submachine guns, machine guns, bazooka and other weapons, plus 20,000 sets of individual equipment, such as helmets, clothing, ammunition bags, etc., which will be delivered to the frontline as soon as possible in recent days.

Smith also promised to provide a batch of fuel and several tank and armored vehicles maintenance technicians to help the daily maintenance and maintenance of the Third Division's armored forces.

"Then let it be decided. Dear Smith, you have to hurry up on the material matters, don't have the same thing as last time, and our agreement... don't forget."

Liao Mingyu smiled and stretched out his right hand, and the final result made him very satisfied. Today was a major gain.

I have to admire these Americans for being so generous. It is enough to arm his army with these supplies. The remaining points in his hand cannot be exchanged for so many things.

Perhaps the system will also ask this old guy to deliver supplies to him in the future, Liao Mingyu thought so.

Smith shook hands with a wry smile, and said helplessly: "I will arrange it, but I also hope you can send troops as soon as possible. After all, this war will end soon and will be good for you and me."

The lion opened his mouth and almost drained all his stockpiles in western Yunnan. Originally, these materials were prepared to be given to various units of the Western Yunnan Expeditionary Force in batches to help them improve their combat effectiveness and counterattack Myanmar as soon as possible.

But now it seems that those guys are really unbearable in combat, and they are still dragged in Tengchong and are progressing slowly. Instead of investing in the Expeditionary Force full of uncertainty, it is better to cooperate with the powerful Liao Mingyu. At least from the surface, the latter has the strength.

In order to end the war in Southeast Asia as soon as possible and to his happy old age after retirement, Smith also took the initiative and directly supported the Third Division with all his strength. Anyway, everything was given. Give to ten people, and giving to one person is also given. The most important thing is that one person is better than the other ten people.
Chapter completed!