Lin Feng lit a cigarette, took a drag, and slowly exhaled a thick cloud of smoke. "Sit down."

The three people sat down one by one.

"Where is the agreement at?"

"Reporting to the Chairman."

Xue Zhigang immediately stood up. "Our agreement with the Allies has reached the fourth step. 100,000 technical experts and skilled workers of various types have arrived in India and are expected to enter the country after the new year."

"Very good." Lin Feng nodded, his expression turning serious. "What's the situation with the Axis powers?"

"The Axis powers' plans are rather slow. Even if we have passes from both camps, it will still take two months to go back and forth."

"It's a little slow," Lin Feng flicked his cigarette ash. "How far can we go before April?"

Xue Zhigang thought for a moment: "At most, we can complete the second step."

"No, no."

Lin Feng waved his hand, "We must complete the third step."

"President..."

Lin Feng glared at Xue Zhigang: "Didn't you hear me? I said, you must complete the third step!"

"The navy has no offensive missions before April. I don't care what methods you use, whether you have everyone sailing transport ships or whatever, the third step must be completed before the end of April!"

Lin Feng slammed his hand on the table. "Don't let me down!"

Xue Zhigang lowered his head, silently wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, then stood up, saluted, and declared, "Mission accomplished!"

"Um."

Lin Feng gave a casual reply, then turned his gaze to He Siming, the asset management representative, "Siming, how much inventory do we have left?"

"President."

He Siming took a deep breath and calmly replied, "Due to the rapid expansion of the Democratic League, our Norinco Group has only 20% of its army equipment stored, the Southern Maritime Group has only 15% of its navy equipment, and the Central Aviation Group has less than 10%."

"Less than 10%!?"

Lin Feng stared at He Siming with a furrowed brow. "Are you sure?"

He Siming shook his head bitterly, "Yes, Chairman, we have trade agreements with the Allies and the Axis powers, right? If it weren't for these agreements, our inventory could last a long time."

"Alright."

Lin Feng sighed and rubbed his temples helplessly. "I will help you replenish supplies, especially equipment for the Air Force and Navy, and deliver it to the troops as soon as possible to complete their deployment."

"The island landing plan is imminent. If the equipment change cannot be completed before April, it will inevitably affect our combat effectiveness."

Lin Feng said softly, "We can't give the enemy any more chance to breathe."

"President, please rest assured, I know what to do."

He Siming answered solemnly.

"besides."

Lin Feng paused, his tone becoming much sterner, "Technical experts from the Allied and Axis powers will arrive one after another after the New Year. Based on their respective functions, you will choose the location to build the factory within the entire territory of the National League."

"At the same time, send people to follow them to explore for mineral deposits, oil, coal, etc. You need Wang Lichen to assist with security to prevent these people from running away."

"Yes, I remember, Chairman."

Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction, looked at the asset management representative He Siming, and smiled gently, "Thank you for your hard work, Siming."

"This is simply my job, Chairman."

He Siming smiled slightly, "But don't worry, I will definitely complete the task you entrusted to me, ensuring that once these people come to the Democratic League, they can't leave."

"It's best if you're confident." Lin Feng nodded, then turned to the last person and asked, "Jianping, are there any unfavorable rumors circulating internationally about us right now?"

Not yet.

Zhang Jianping stood up and said with a resolute expression, "However, judging from the current situation, it won't be long before the Allies collectively put pressure on us. After all... our high-profile shipment of so many weapons and ammunition to Sicily can't be hidden from the Allies' eyes."

Lin Feng lit another cigarette and sighed, "Yes, the truth will eventually come out."

At this point, Lin Feng's expression gradually returned to normal, a self-deprecating smile playing on his lips. "That's why I insisted that you complete the third step before April."

"By then, even if they accuse us of selling arms between the two sides, as long as their people are on our territory, let them say what they want, we are not afraid."

"The task is arduous and the road ahead is long!"

"President! Don't worry, we will definitely complete the task you assigned us!"

Xue Zhigang, Zhang Jianping, and He Siming all stood up and saluted Lin Feng in unison, expressing their determination and loyalty.

......

After a busy day, all the reporting work was finally completed around 5 p.m.

At this moment, the lights in Laizhou City are becoming increasingly bright.

Firecrackers were going off constantly in the streets, and bright red banners and ribbons were everywhere.

The Forbidden City Hotel, under the China Democratic League, is a five-star hotel specifically for receiving international friends and high-ranking members of the China Democratic League.

The store is luxuriously decorated, with floors paved entirely with crystal stones and walls covered with flamboyant and arrogant giant paintings.

The flag of the China Democratic League, a group photo taken when the League was founded, the League's first gun, first tank, first fighter jet, first warship, and the scene of the complete annihilation of the Japanese invaders...

It's more like a memorial hall than a hotel.

Of course, Lin Feng wasn't in any of the photos; only his unique numerical identification number was visible...

Around six o'clock, guests began to enter the venue one after another.

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