Eighty-four Strikers, one hundred twenty-seven M-ATVs, and other support vehicles.
Such a vast fortune has become the cake for all sides within the system to feast upon.
"Why did you tell me this?" He asked Lieutenant Thompson.
The young lieutenant was silent for a long time. "I'm retiring next year."
He suddenly became unusually "sincere."
"Three years in Illiguo, two years in Afghanistan. I've seen too much... waste. These pieces of equipment could have originally strengthened the combat power of the Illiguo Government Army, helping to stabilize this country. But now, they're either rusting here, being dismantled for parts and sold off, or being shipped to other battlefields. And all of us pretend this is a system operating normally."
"You could testify before Congress," Song Heping mocked.
