Parallel world, modern times.
Fang Er and Huang Tagu sat opposite each other, handing over a list.
"Brother Huang, try your best to gather these things for me, I need them urgently."
Huang Tagu took it casually, but his expression instantly froze after a glance.
"Didn't the two hundred tanks I gave you before suffice?"
"You're asking for another hundred J-20s and two hundred Z-10s, fully armed!"
"Are you trying to start World War III, kid?"
Fang Er chuckled, "I'll trade B-2s for them, one for one. Just tell me if it's a deal!"
Upon hearing this, Huang Tagu shot up from his seat, his gaze fixed seriously on Fang Er's eyes.
"The White Eagle has only produced twenty-one B-2s in total. Where did you get three hundred to trade with me?"
"You don't need to worry about that. Deal or no deal, give me a straight answer." Fang Er's heart was already soaring as he looked at the B-2 price in the open mall.
Huang Tagu, with his hands behind his back, paced back and forth in his office, frowning. This matter was too significant for him to make a decision.
After a long while, he walked to his desk, picked up the red-plated phone, and dialed.
As he explained the whole story to the person on the other end, his expression gradually changed.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"Alright, please rest assured, boss."
"I will definitely cooperate with Comrade Fang's actions!"
"Yes! I guarantee the mission will be completed!"
With a click, he hung up the phone and happily walked back to sit opposite Fang Er.
"Do you have pilots?"
Fang Er froze for a moment, then suddenly realized that this was indeed a problem.
He could only shake his head awkwardly, "No..."
"Hahahaha, the boss guessed you'd answer that way!" Huang Tagu laughed smugly.
The J-20 is a world-class fighter jet, not something just anyone can play with.
"Tell me, who are you planning to attack?"
"Don't hide anything from me. You possess space technology; this has already been confirmed by the higher-ups."
"Don't worry, as long as you're not willing, no one will force you to hand over the technology."
"But I hope you don't harbor too much suspicion towards our country."
"After all, this could be a win-win situation!"
Fang Er was taken aback, then relieved. What he had done before was indeed incredible.
If someone with ill intentions noticed, it would be hard not to see some clues.
He grabbed the teacup in front of him and drained it, then stood up, stretched, and said casually, "I'm fighting World War II in another parallel world."
"Ping'an Town, what do you say, are you interested in joining?"
Huang Tagu froze upon hearing this, staring at Fang Er with immense shock, "As expected! As expected, the higher-ups guessed correctly!"
"Ping'an Town, are you talking about that battle from 'Drawing the Sword'?"
After asking, he didn't wait for Fang Er's reply and walked directly to the bookshelf, pulling out a stack of documents and spreading them on the desk, flipping through them as if no one else was present.
"No, there were no airports suitable for J-20 takeoffs and landings at that time, so you probably can't use the J-20."
"If you only use the WZ-19, the logistical support will also be a big problem."
"Tanks move too slowly, and it's hard to guarantee that roads and bridges won't have issues."
He mumbled to himself for a long time before suddenly turning back to look at Fang Er.
"Haven't you considered delivery services?"
Fang Er: ...
Damn, are they going this big?
Even offering delivery services?
He subconsciously asked, "Without satellites, can that 'big baby' still achieve precision strikes?"
Huang Tagu's expression immediately turned furious, like a cornered tigress, "Are you looking down on anyone, you brat!"
"Let me tell you, even without satellites, the 'big baby' can still hit whatever you point it at!"
That was the sword of the nation, and he absolutely could not tolerate anyone questioning its capabilities!
Fang Er scratched his head awkwardly, realizing immediately after speaking that he had asked a very foolish question.
In a digitized modern era, how could they not have considered the possibility of satellites being hacked by the enemy beforehand?
Huang Tagu leaned in, his voice filled with mystery, "As long as you promise to bring your old brother along, we'll have plenty of 'big babies'!"
"In addition, we'll also get two hundred WZ-19s and one hundred Z-20s, all fully armed."
"Not only that, but I'll even get you pilots and missile troops!"
"What do you say, consider it?"
Admittedly, this level of support exceeded Fang Er's expectations.
However, he couldn't make a decision immediately, as it involved transit through the Great Tang world, which was his last resort.
After much deliberation, he suddenly slapped his forehead and agreed.
"Alright, but besides that, I also need personnel!"
"Enough to maintain an aircraft carrier battle group!"
As long as he adjusted the positions of the two passages from the Great Tang world, bringing together the passage leading to modern times and the one leading to World War II, and eliminating the need for stops during transit, his previous concerns would no longer be an issue.
"You, you, you have an aircraft carrier battle group??" This time it was Huang Tagu's turn to be unsettled.
"That's right, don't ask about the rest for now. Hurry up and issue the order to gather personnel, and we'll discuss other matters after we get there."
Having made up his mind, Fang Er began to urge the matter, still somewhat worried about leaving Li Shimin behind.
What if he got killed by the devils?
Besides, with his temperament, if he really got together with Li Yunlong, wouldn't they fight three times a day?
Soon, orders were issued one after another from the command center, and upon receiving them, various units immediately began preparing personnel and supplies.
To avoid suspicion, the public reason given was the selection of personnel to participate in a joint military exercise with other military regions.
However, for the higher-ups, such a large-scale operation could not be concealed, nor could it be hidden.
Therefore, upon learning the true situation, the entire senior leadership was shaken.
Less than half an hour later, the military region's airport became busy, and leaders from other military regions rushed over, gathering together.
"Old Huang, you're being a bit unfair about this!"
"Exactly, you're keeping it all to yourself. This is such a great opportunity for training, and you didn't even say a word to us."
"Whether it's training or not isn't the point, at least we can meet our ancestors and allow the people of our motherland in another world to suffer a few less years of hardship. This is a monumental event!"
"I want to criticize Old Huang. Guards, carry him onto the table to accept our comrades' criticism!"
The group of leaders were not familiar with Fang Er, so they immediately directed their criticism towards Huang Tagu.