At 2 a.m., Chen Yu drove the sled towards the Zhongyang City Grain Depot again.
Unlike when they returned, this time there were only Chen Yu and Feng Zhengyang in the car. Lin Lele and Feng Xinran were not with them. Instead, the back row was filled with M4 assault rifles.
Feng Zhengyang felt somewhat heavy-hearted. In the warehouse earlier, Chen Yu had only opened a small room, and he wasn't sure how many more cards Chen Yu had up his sleeve.
He simply couldn't understand how Chen Yu, as an entrepreneur, managed to acquire so many foreign weapons. More importantly, how did he manage to bypass the strict regulations of the Great Xia Dynasty and transport these things in?
Could it be true, as Lin Lele said, that Chen Yu belongs to a state secret department?
Feng Zhengyang was in a state of confusion. He wanted to ask Chen Yu for clarification several times, but seeing Chen Yu's amused expression, he ultimately didn't bring himself to ask.
They remained silent the entire way.
Just as we were about to reach our destination, suddenly, several bright lights shone on the car's rearview mirror from behind.
Upon seeing this, Feng Zhengyang felt a chill run down his spine and said to Chen Yu with a serious expression, "Chen Yu, we're in trouble."
In such extremely cold weather, very few people have access to transportation, let alone in the dead of night. The other party probably has ill intentions!
Chen Yu glanced out the window, then turned to Feng Zhengyang and smiled, "Don't worry, they're our own people."
"One of our own?" Feng Zhengyang frowned.
"Hehe, I was worried you wouldn't have enough manpower, so I specially called on our group's security personnel to come and help," Chen Yu said with a smile.
"What? You mean those people are your company's security guards?" Feng Zhengyang thought he had misheard and asked again to confirm.
“That’s right. I often say that the military and the people are one family. It’s our duty as private entrepreneurs to assist your military in combat,” Chen Yu said.
"Are you kidding me? This could easily turn into a small-scale war. Do you want your security guards to go and die?" Feng Zhengyang frowned even more deeply.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing," Chen Yu said calmly.
At the same time, he slowed down the speed of the sled.
Before long, the vehicles behind caught up.
Upon seeing the car's exterior clearly, Feng Zhengyang's eyes widened in surprise, and he exclaimed, "Who exactly are you?"
Two M240 machine guns were mounted on the cargo beds of two civilian pickup trucks.
"Does it matter? Uncle Feng, all you need to know is that I'm on your side," Chen Yu said with a smile.
Then, he picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted, "Team Leader Li, say hello to Commander Feng."
Just as Chen Yu finished speaking, the passenger window of a pickup truck was opened, and a man in snow combat gear gave Feng Zhengyang a standard military salute through the window.
Li Zheng
“This is Li Zheng, the manager of the security department of our Tianyu Group. He used to serve in the XX Special Forces. Uncle Feng, do you think he meets your standards?” Chen Yu said.
Chen Yu's words made Feng Zhengyang frown again. He stared at the M240 machine guns on the two pickup trucks and snowmobiles, and an indescribable emotion welled up in his heart.
These heavy weapons somehow ended up in the hands of a private entrepreneur.
As a veteran who had long held a high position, he could tell at a glance that, apart from Li Zheng, the other people in the two vehicles also possessed professional military skills and were all outstanding soldiers who had been through many battles.
All of this led him to speculate even more about Chen Yu's true identity.
Feng Zhengyang took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. He knew that now was not the time to question Chen Yu's identity; the more important thing was to resolve the current crisis.
“Chen Yu, first of all, I am very grateful for your full support of our army. However, there is still no substantial evidence regarding Liang Zheng’s matter. I hope that in the next operation, your men will not act without my orders,” Feng Zhengyang said solemnly.
In the past, Feng Zhengyang wouldn't have cared about a few machine guns. As a garrison, what equipment didn't he have? Not to mention machine guns, he could mobilize airplanes and artillery at any time.
However, due to the extreme cold weather, all the equipment in their army has become lumps of metal and is completely unusable. Even the firearms in the hands of his subordinates were only barely usable after being temporarily modified by the army's gun maintenance personnel.
However, given the limited time and resources, they have only modified some light firearms so far, and their performance is significantly reduced compared to before.
Therefore, he couldn't refuse Chen Yu's offer of assistance.
“No problem, they will cooperate fully with you,” Chen Yu said.
Machine guns were certainly not his trump card. In fact, unless absolutely necessary, he wouldn't want to reveal even a regular rifle to Feng Zhengyang, let alone a machine gun.
Who is Feng Zhengyang? He's the commander of a garrison district. What kind of equipment do his men lack? To show off in front of Feng Zhengyang is practically suicide.
Although the weapons and equipment that Feng Zhengyang possesses are unusable due to the extreme cold environment, given enough time, his men will eventually solve the problem of low-temperature warfare.
Chen Yu was not arrogant enough to confront a garrison district with advanced and sophisticated equipment.
But now he had no choice. In order to get rid of Liang Zheng, this major threat, and to gain some leverage with Feng Zhengyang, he had to reveal a little of his strength.
Presumably, Feng Zhengyang wouldn't send troops against him for a mere few machine guns.
Soon, Chen Yu and his group met up with Feng Zhengyang and his subordinates who had been waiting for a long time.
Everyone looked at Chen Yu with hostility, especially Bao Yongning, who glared at Chen Yu as if he wanted to devour him alive.
He trusted Chen Yu so much, yet Chen Yu kicked him off the bus halfway and kidnapped Feng Xinran. If something really happened to Feng Xinran, how could he face his commander?
However, under Feng Zhengyang's stern gaze, they could only suppress their dissatisfaction for the time being.
Chen Yu didn't care about these things; he knew that unity was crucial for everyone at this moment. He reached out to everyone, hoping to resolve the previous misunderstandings.
"Gentlemen, there may be some misunderstandings about me personally, but I hope you can understand that we are facing a common enemy. At this critical moment, we need to unite and work together to deal with the crisis before us," Chen Yu said sincerely, his eyes firm and full of determination.
"Alright, we can't draw any conclusions about Liang Zheng's rebellion yet, but we must not let our guard down," Feng Zhengyang said in a deep voice. "Everyone, put on your weapons and follow me."
As Feng Zhengyang spoke, he opened the back door of the sled, revealing a row of brand-new M4 assault rifles.
Under Feng Zhengyang's arrangement, the soldiers lined up one by one to receive their rifles.
Because the M4 assault rifle is different from the rifles everyone usually uses for training, everyone felt quite curious about it at first.
To make it easier for everyone to use, Feng Zhengyang also gave the soldiers some time to familiarize themselves with these new weapons.
He himself went to discuss the action plan with several officers.
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