"Mr. Minister, the Korean War Zone is selling epic weapons. According to intelligence, this weapon is a prop they replaced."
"The equipment attributes have been sent to the team leader for review. He attaches great importance to this matter and asked me to report it to you."
"The equipment attributes are of great help to our plan."
In front of the dimly glowing glass cover, the man standing in front of everyone heard the news, and a look of surprise suddenly flashed across his face.
He looked away, in disbelief.
"Epic equipment? For sale?"
"Are they crazy? How can equipment of this level be sold?"
"Can't it be used?"
It felt incredible to see an adult, and the subordinate who reported the situation quickly explained why.
After a while, Kurosawakawa's eyes flashed and he stood up excitedly.
"Send my order to convene an emergency meeting."
"If this is true, then we really need to take down this equipment!"
"The losses in the last operation were too great..."
"So many people were sacrificed, but in the end we got this result..."
Kurosawakawa couldn't help but clenched his fists when he thought about the nuclear power plant.
To be honest, since his subordinates collapsed and brought back the "reward item", he almost hacked the team leader to death on the spot.
How come you have the nerve to come back?
You ask me for two thousand Awakeneds, three armored corps, and two dirty bombs on the mainland.
The final result is actually this?
If it hadn't been proven by many sources, and the awakened people who went with him had confirmed this, he would have only felt that his subordinates must have betrayed him.
Clench your fists and take a long breath.
The good news that the Korean War Zone was willing to sell epic equipment to them swept away the boredom he had been feeling these days.
"Maybe...this is Amaterasu's compensation to us..."
self-mumbling.
Before preparing to attend the meeting, Kurosawakawa couldn't help but look back at the "reward props" enshrined in bulletproof glass.
However, every time he saw it, he felt his heart twitching.
It's like placing top-notch art inside bulletproof glass.
A bottle of Coca-Cola is placed on top.
An hour ago, with his last hope and unwillingness, he took a trembling sip.
Well, it is indeed Coke.
It's fucking leaking.

Chapter completed!