General Chen nodded, his expression grim, and replied in a low voice,
"Nuclear Bombs are a serious matter. The high-yield Hydrogen Bombs City Lord Lin requires are even more difficult to approve and transport. We must notify the Federation's high command; an order can only be given after discussion and a vote."
"As for the hundreds of tons of Fine Steel, that's something I can approve. I'll arrange for it to be sent over as quickly as possible."
"Is there anything else you need?"
With Qin Hu's open defiance, Lin Feng had become the final barrier in the tense standoff between the two sides.
Therefore, as long as Lin Feng maintained a neutral stance, the longer he remained, the more it benefited the Federation's high command.
Hearing the concerned inquiry, Lin Feng thought for a moment before continuing,
"More fuel."
