After the meeting ended, Commander Affos went to find the person in charge of the base and asked him to communicate with the higher-ups and discuss the specific details of their new cooperation.
Quilstein and the others, meanwhile, came over to Quan Tiehua and patted him on the shoulder.
Quan Tiehua understood at once. As the other brothers came over, some thumped their chests, while others patted him on the shoulder.
For some reason, his throat suddenly felt tight and sore. He had thought he had hidden his emotions well. Who could have imagined that every brother in the battle group had seen through him completely?
And they were even helping him like this...
It was said that after becoming an Astartes, a man's brothers in his battle group would become closer to him than even his parents for the rest of his life.
He had never believed it before. After all, the Great Betrayal had happened, with two factions from the same legion slaughtering each other. But now, to be honest, this brotherly bond... it was moving!
In fact, even without these armored men joining them, China was confident that, with its current strength, it could take on the entire world. Though the most likely result would be mutual destruction.
But that would only be the beginning. With China's own millennia-old culture, it would absolutely be the quickest nation to rise again after the war.
And now, with these armored men joining them, along with the analysis, research, and guidance regarding technology far beyond this era...
It was like adding wings to a tiger!
Mr. Zhou and the others could finally point arrogantly at the gang of lackeys led by America and say, "Go eat shit!"
Then, looking at everyone he had beaten to the ground, he could declare