"Oh, really?"

Lin Feng glanced at Mas Schultz indifferently. "How mighty your army is has nothing to do with me. I'm giving you face today by letting you enter the country just to tell you that I simply want to do some business with you."

"Our National League Army produces ten times, a hundred times more German-made weapons and equipment than that Alfred Krupp! You want as much as you want, I'll have it all!"

"Don't rush to conclusions. Let me give you a small gift first. After you've read it... then you can consider how to reply to your leader."

"What gift?" Mas Schulz stared at Lin Feng suspiciously.

Lin Feng smiled calmly and waved his hand.

Chen Sanyuan led a dozen or so people in, pushing several large boxes through the doorway.

Chen Sanyuan bowed to Lin Feng and said, "President, we have done as you instructed."

"Open it."

Chen Sanyuan nodded and opened the box.

They carried out more than a hundred Enigma machines from the boxes!

? ? ? ? ? ?

Mas Schulz was stunned.

"this!"

"this!!"

"this!!!"

"Why do you have the Enigma machine!???"

The Enigma machine is a secret of their empire and cannot possibly be captured.

Even if you're lucky enough to capture one, how do you explain the more than one hundred?

"This is fake!"

"This must be fake!"

Mas Schulz took two deep breaths before he could barely calm down. "This is fake, this is fake, this is fake!"

"Haha, haha, hahaha."

Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh.

Subsequently, Chen Sanyuan led his men to personally test the authenticity of the machines. Gradually, Maas Schulz discovered that these machines were indeed Enigma machines...

It’s over!

The empire is over!

All of the Empire's secrets have long been leaked!

Lin Feng is right, the empire is doomed to fail!

"So, are you satisfied with my little gift?"

Lin Feng looked at Mas Schultz with a half-smile, "No rush. Get a good rest tonight, watch tomorrow's performance, and then you can decide whether or not to do this business."