"This is the first batch of equipment you requested."
Witt got out of the vehicle and waved a finger, signaling two armed men to carry down several crates and open them.
Inside were rows of M16s, lying quietly in the crates and giving off a dim gleam.
Several other crates were opened as well, containing portable anti-aircraft missiles and anti-tank missiles, along with two crates of brand-new AKs and grenades. The equipment here was enough to arm an entire company.
"The vehicles behind us are all loaded with more." Witt pointed at the vehicles.
The armed leader beside Murmi stepped forward, grabbed a rifle, and worked the action to test it. Only after confirming there was no problem did Murmi hand the signed documents to Witt.
"This is your payment and the agreement."
He did not understand why those above had agreed to the Westerners' conditions. Although buying this equipment was relatively cheap, those agreements were troublesome. Once they succeeded, they would lose a great deal of resources.
But the organization must have had its reasons, so he could only follow Lirik's wishes and accept the Westerners' terms.
"Pleasure working with you. There will be a steady stream of aid afterward. I believe you will succeed. Vasoren has already lost the people's support. I hope you can overthrow him soon."
Witt accepted the documents, his smile widening.
These people agreeing to their terms had been entirely expected. Having done this sort of thing for so long, he naturally understood how people like them thought.
If these people failed, they would still have dumped their weapons and suffered no losses. But if they succeeded, they could make a fortune from war and gain an obedient regime to exploit freely. That was why they enjoyed doing this so much, especially with several