Munitions Empire

Chapter 340 336 good son

Indeed, as if to confirm his words, the third colossal vessel sounded its steam whistle, like a gigantic beast lying across the sea's surface, intimidating all surrounding creatures.

The deep, powerful humming immediately awakened the entire port, and everyone who could see this enormous ship stood up straight to gaze at it.

Seagulls swirled around the giant ship, which, lacking a corresponding dock, had to reduce speed and wait nearby.

At another dock, the second Freedom-class ship began to unload its cargo, this time being military supplies sold by the Great Tang Group to the Ice Cold Kingdom.

Box after box of hand grenades, along with a hundred heavy machine guns and matching ammunition, plus 4,500 second-hand needle rifles.

Of course, what was even more frightening was that Tang Mo had also brought ten automobiles refitted as armored vehicles to the Dwarfs, as well as 150,000 specially made, thickened cotton coats.

Just the three Freedom-class ships alone brought enough supplies for Eternal Winter City to digest for a while. Because the cargo hold of the third Freedom-class was filled with various machinery and equipment, enough for Eternal Winter City to build several factories.

The same scene was unfolding in Winterless City as well.

There, the Great Tang Group needed rubber and steel for industrial development, also an important and indispensable source of raw materials.

Hence, building Winterless City was also a matter of concern for the Great Tang Group.

The builders here were not hired workers or slaves, but hundreds upon hundreds of prisoners of war. With the fall of Xilun and Taren Kingdoms, countless prisoners could only work off their servitude through hard labor.

These wretches received no wages and had to work diligently for the Great Tang Group simply to stay alive.

Compared to the Ice Cold Kingdom's plan to build a long railway, the construction of Winterless City was much simpler—it was situated on an island, so only a port needed to be built.

When five Freedom-class ships sailed south and entered the port of Winterless City, rebuilt from ruins and rubble, the place was no longer lifeless.

A large amount of materials unloaded at the dock gave everyone hope. The entire city was about to be revived, swiftly... revived by the Great Tang Group!

As the saying goes, when the war ends, that's when everyone desperately begins to overhaul their weapons.

In the past month or so, the competition between the Great Tang Group and the Shireck Consortium had become even more intense than during the wartime.

The Shireck Consortium won orders from six Kingdoms, selling them a bolt-action rifle known as the Shireck Model 1.

This rifle was the 1888 Commission Rifle that Tang Mo had leaked to Shireck; while unremarkable in performance, it was at least comparable to the Great Tang Group's K3 model rifle.

Armed with this weapon and aided by Shireck's traditional influence, they still made a fortune from weapons sales.

After all, the Kingdoms where they could still exert influence were each facing immense pressure from expansionist states supported by the Great Tang Group.

The Triple Kingdom Alliance could truly be said to have risen at lightning speed over the past half-year; each of these countries gained some advantages from the War of the Eleven Kingdoms.

Lately, Tang Mo wasn't so busy. While focusing on the training of pilots, he also organized a football invitational in Dragon City.

In the stands of the stadium, Tang Mo watched the players dashing across the field with a bittersweet smile, feeling a profound sense of connection to the pure essence of Huaxia.

The players of Brunas's Bailu team were celebrating their goal. The young forward was waving his arms, shouting joyously to the almost silent stands of the sports field.

Just before, the place was full of cheers and shouts of encouragement. But 20 minutes into the second half, the whole stadium seemed to have lost its voice.

13 to 0... This was a scoreline filled with fantasy elements. Dragon City's elite team hadn't scored a single goal and had conceded 13 to the Bailu team.

The entire elite team was bewildered. They knew the Bailu team was strong, but they hadn't expected them to become so formidable after being purchased.

"I'm starting to regret..." Tang Mo turned to the Marquis of Bailu beside him, his tone heavy with irony, "Where did you find those two forwards?" Enjoy more content from empire

"Hahaha! One of them is my son! Surprising, isn't it?" The Marquis of Bailu was immensely proud, believing the best business he had ever done in his life was buying the Brunas Bailu team.

"Number 11?" Tang Mo hadn't expected the Marquis of Bailu to have the genetic talent for producing a football forward.

"No, it's number 17!" The Marquis of Bailu pointed toward the field. "Number 11 is my guard, and his talent is truly remarkable."

"Name your price. Number 11... I'm buying him." Tang Mo felt it was necessary to set aside his pride and find a good striker for the Dragon City elite team.

"Just for playing football?" The Marquis of Bailu didn't reject the offer.

"Yes, just for playing football, sign a contract." Tang Mo wasn't about to purchase a slave, especially since he himself had drafted the transfer rules.

"Then I'd rather sell you number 17... my son," the Marquis of Bailu unexpectedly said.

Tang Mo was taken aback, but he quickly guessed the Marquis of Bailu's thinking: If the elite team from Dragon City won and his son stood out, everyone would still think of the Marquis of Bailu.

And if the elite team remained lackluster and the Bailu team won, the Marquis of Bailu would still emerge as the big winner—this was the so-called win-win situation, where he would win twice all by himself.

"You're a born footballer!" Tang Mo couldn't help but admit that the Marquis of Bailu had a real knack for business, and in this world, there were indeed clever minds.

So he nodded, "I'll take your son. Afterward, I'll send him to Dragon City University for training, and I'll cover all his expenses."

"The Bailu family appreciates your generosity, Mr. Tang!" The Marquis of Bailu's smile faded as he expressed gratitude, "I always stand with the Great Tang Group."

"Oh!..." As they were speaking, Dragon City's elite team finally found a gap in the opposing defense and scored a goal that saved face.

The score on the field changed to 13 to 1, and the Dragon City fans in the stands finally erupted into cheers, proving they were still alive...

Despite its beauty, there seemed to be a flaw... looking at that painfully striking score on the field, Tang Mo inwardly lamented—some things, the stronger they become, the less playable they are. It's unavoidable.