Chapter: 3345

The government army commander saw these photos and suddenly felt his blood pressure shoot up by several times!

Not exaggerating, the strategic reserve Hamid showed was even more abundant than the entire government army's!

The government army is currently in a desperate situation, with various materials lacking, but Hamid is different. His supplies are piled high like mountains, countless in number for eating, drinking, and using.

Moreover, Hamid deliberately displayed the weapons and equipment he had seized, just seeing the 2,000 or so advanced American-style equipment from Wanjia Hall enough to make his hair stand on end.

In this moment, he suddenly realized something.

This battle can't be fought!

So, with a dark face, he once again came to Chen Zhonglei's office and said, "Chen's, I've made up my mind. We'll negotiate with Hamid today afternoon. If Wanjia Hall doesn't participate, I'll deal with them myself after the negotiation is over, and then we'll withdraw!"

Chen Zhonglei's face turned red like a pugilist, he blurted out: "We agreed to wait for a few more days! What kind of person are you who has no credibility whatsoever?"

"Credibility?" The other party angrily tossed his phone in front of him and spoke coldly: "You just keep saying Hamid won't last long. Look at this yourself, is this what you mean by 'won't last long'?"

Chen Zhonglei scowled and took a look at the other party's phone, his expression suddenly turning beyond recognition!

He had truly not thought that Hamid would have such an enormous strategic reserve.

Just by looking at these reserves, defending for a year was no problem.

So he asked: "Where are these photos from?"

The other party spoke coldly: "These are all sent by Hamid himself!"

Chen Zhonglei's expression turned dark, biting his teeth and saying: "Hamid is actually plotting against us!"

As he spoke, he opened his mouth: "Given this situation, whether to negotiate now is no longer something I can decide on my own. I'll immediately report to our hall master, and everything will be decided by him!"

The other party sneered: "I don't care about these things, I'm just here to tell you that I've already made an appointment with the other side. At 3 o'clock in the afternoon today, Hamid's negotiation representative will arrive at the camp by helicopter, and then I'll have a face-to-face negotiation with him, regardless of whether you participate or not!"

As he finished speaking, he took back his phone from Chen Zhonglei and turned to leave.

Chen Zhonglei wiped away a cold sweat on his forehead and immediately pulled out his satellite phone to call Wan Baojun, who was far away in Yanjing.

Wan Baojun was extremely satisfied as he looked at the numerous low-quality coffins piled up in the yard of his ancestral home. These coffins were all made of thin and rotten wooden planks stitched together.

Although they had been coated with extremely poor-quality red paint, it was still possible to see the gaps between the wooden planks that could fit a one-yuan coin.

Moreover, the stench from this low-quality paint was incredibly pungent, even in an outdoor environment, making people feel uncomfortable in their eyes and throats.

As Wan Baojun looked at these countless poor-quality coffins, he smiled happily and asked Lu Hao Tian, "Hao Tian, where did you get these worthless wood boxes? I've lived for over 20 years, and I've never seen such crappy coffins..."

Lu Hao Tian chuckled, saying, "Well, Your Lordship, it's not easy to find these coffins. I took a team of people to the poorest mountainous regions and then asked an old carpenter there to make them out of night-time wood..."

He knocked on one of the coffins, saying with a smile, "People say that thicker coffins are better, but this coffin's thickness is no thicker than the mattress used in rural areas. The old carpenter told me that although they're poor mountain dwellers, they wouldn't use such low-quality coffins. They would rather chop down trees themselves, have enough thick wood cut out by a carpenter, and make their own coffins to avoid sleeping on this kind of rotten wood..." JrNovels.com