As Lin Feng recounted his story with great passion, Ilyich Trotsky's expression shifted constantly.

Ultimately, Ilyich Trotsky chose to avoid the issue for the time being and change the subject.

"Mr. Chairman, as far as I know, you have reached some kind of arms deal with Hans and the Allies. I wonder if we can also participate in it?"

After Ilyich Trotsky finished speaking, he stared intently at Lin Feng, awaiting his answer.

"Well, that's a problem..."

Lin Feng deliberately dragged out his words, seemingly lost in thought, before looking up and saying, "That depends on how attractive your price is. I have aircraft carriers, warships, and submachine guns here, both F and D series, as long as you can afford the price."

After a long silence, Ilyich Trotsky slowly uttered a sentence: "One hundred U-boats, five hundred Tiger tanks, three thousand heavy artillery pieces, five aircraft carriers, what's the price?"

Lin Feng's lips twitched, and he cursed inwardly.

Damn it, this little bit of food isn't even enough to fill a tooth gap.

When the Russians contacted him, he was thinking about whether to update his arsenal and use Soviet weapons to test his inventory.

The blueprints for the D series have all been run, there's nothing left to run.

It seems that the range of weapons that this system can generate is limited to those from before the country's destruction, and it cannot generate weapons like those of modern Hans.

He's really torn, deciding whether to run the S-series or the M-series.

The thought of the weapon replacement process taking a year or longer gave him a headache.

If the US intervenes in the next few months, wouldn't we suffer heavy losses?

After all, their army, navy, and air force had the most complete weaponry in the World War II arsenal.

My head hurts.

Lin Feng rubbed his temples, sighed, and said, "General Trotsky, I have everything you need. On top of that, I can send you another thousand heavy cannons."

"But you have to agree to a few conditions."