Eunuch, do you really know these martial arts?

When Salman Qi received these tank parts, he had thought that his own people should be able to assemble them. But when he actually saw the parts, he had to admit that Bharata's tanks were indeed no match for those of the United States.

Putting everything else aside, there are so many parts that they simply don't understand.

Waiting at the secure base were not only military personnel, but also military experts specially recruited by Salman Chi. However, even these experts were completely bewildered by the sheer number of tank parts, having no idea how to assemble them into a tank.

In this situation, Salman Qi was surprised to find that they could only rely on Jiang Nian at the moment.

"Mr. Jiang Nian, what should we do now?"

Seeing that Jiang Nian hadn't spoken after hanging up the phone, Salman Qi finally couldn't help but ask.

Their time is extremely tight.

Upon learning that he could receive three tanks that very day, Salman Qi had already spoken to the leaders commanding the war effort.

Now, they have readjusted their tactics to use these three tanks to catch the enemy off guard.

If anyone were to tell him now that these three tanks were unusable, Salman Chi would definitely shoot them dead.

"Get your tank repair company over here. We need to assemble these three tanks right now."

Faced with Salman Qi's urgent question, Jiang Nian was slightly taken aback before he reacted.

Although he himself was not in a hurry, the soldiers of Bharata were very anxious, so he earnestly said this to Salman Qi.

When Jiang Nian said he wanted to call the repair company, Salman Qi was a little confused, but he quickly understood—the repair company was an expert in this field, and with them there, they should be able to help Jiang Nian assemble the tank faster.
With that thought in mind, Salman Qi agreed and immediately arranged for someone to find the repair company.

Although this was Bharata's safe base, there weren't actually many repairmen left here. So after Salman Chi ordered everyone in the repair company to be brought over, Jiang Nian discovered that even then, only five people had been found.

When Salman Chi saw that there were only five people, his face darkened—five people to assemble three tanks, how long would that take?
Moreover, he knew that his men were completely ignorant about American tanks.

If we start assembling now and something goes wrong, won't these big machines be completely ruined?

Thinking of this, Salman Qi nervously spoke to Jiang Nian: "Mr. Jiang Nian, as you know, my men aren't familiar with American tanks. Are you going to have them load the tanks up right now? What if something goes wrong with the tanks during the process?"

As soon as he said it, Salman Qi noticed that Jiang Nian's face turned ugly.

Only then did he belatedly realize that his words had unfairly blamed Jiang Nian. And before anything even started, he had already predicted the tank would be destroyed. In Chinese parlance, wasn't he just a jinx?
Thinking of this, Salman Qi's face darkened even more. He stammered, trying to explain, but ultimately couldn't come up with anything coherent. He could only stare at Jiang Nian with an ambiguous look, hoping that Jiang Nian could give him a definite answer.

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems. With me here, even if these three tanks break down, I can fix them for you. Here are the tank blueprints. Have your people familiarize themselves with them and assemble the outer shell first. Leave the rest to me. By the way, while we're assembling the tanks, don't let anyone into this warehouse. Have someone guard outside until we come out."

As a soldier, Jiang Nian could understand Salman Qi's tension. After all, if he were Salman Qi, he would definitely have considered this issue as well.

When asked about this, Jiang Nian simply smiled and explained it this way.

He wasn't worried at all, after all, his repair skills were definitely better than those of the repair team.

It could even be said that no one in the entire world has better repair skills than him.

Not to mention that the tank parts that An Yang and his team brought over were very complete. Even if some parts were missing, as long as Jiang Nian was there, he could repair the tank perfectly, even making it perform better than before.

However, Jiang Nian would naturally not say these words to Salman Qi.

Sensing the seriousness in Jiang Nian's tone, Salman Qi nodded repeatedly.

He turned around and solemnly instructed his subordinates, "From now on, you five will obey Mr. Jiang Nian's orders. You have half an hour to memorize this drawing completely."

When Salman Chi spoke those words to his men, his tone was almost solemn, yet what he was entrusting was the cruelest fate imaginable.

"I'm sure you all understand what these three tanks mean to us. So, success is the only option; failure is not an option. If anything goes wrong, even if it costs you your lives, you must hold these three tanks and not allow them to suffer even the slightest damage."

The five men all wore the same somber expression.

They understood how tense the situation was and were well aware of the significance of the three tanks Salman Chi had acquired. Therefore, when Salman Chi handed them the blueprints, they barely hesitated before immediately looking down and examining them carefully.

Salman Qi was fairly satisfied with their attitude.

In fact, he had no other choice at this moment. There were only five repairmen, and Jiang Nian wouldn't let anyone else come to help, so he could only rely on these five people.

Following Jiang Nian's instructions, Salman Qi led his men away from the warehouse.

The five people stood to the side, quietly looking at the blueprints.

Jiang Nian didn't disturb them, but instead walked to the side and began skillfully assembling the tank.

Before handing the blueprints to the five people, Jiang Nian memorized them all himself.

This blueprint wasn't actually given to Jiang Nian by An Yang; Jiang Nian redeemed it from the system using points.

After all, this is a tank from the United States. Jiang Nian had previously handled tanks from China. Now, suddenly he had to assemble a tank from the United States. No matter how skilled he was, he still needed the most basic blueprints as a reference and a comprehensive understanding of the tank's structure before he could start assembling it.

However, Jiang Nian's memory is now almost photographic; he can remember things that others would take hours or even days to memorize with just one glance.

Perhaps because the tanks provided by the United States to the anti-government forces were not the most advanced models, Jiang Nian did not expend too much effort assembling them.

Bharata's five men spent half an hour painstakingly memorizing the disassembled blueprints of the tank.

In reality, they only remembered about 30%.

Even so, their faces were filled with shock.

After all, the blueprints were far inferior to those of their own tanks in Bharata.

When they looked up and saw what Jiang Nian had assembled, their eyes widened in astonishment, almost speechless.

How is this possible?
They had only been memorizing for half an hour, but Jiang Nian had already built the rough outline of a tank.

"Now that you've finished looking at the blueprints, start assembling according to your own understanding." Seeing that the five people next to him had stopped and were just staring at him in disbelief, Jiang Nian gave them the instructions directly.

After saying that, Jiang Nian didn't care whether they understood what he meant or not, and buried himself in his work again.

In truth, with Jiang Nian's skills, he could have assembled the tank by himself within two days, even without the help of Bharata's five repairmen. But since the tank was ultimately for Bharata's soldiers, having his own men assemble it would naturally yield the best results.

Jiang Nian loaded two and a half tanks by himself, while the five maintenance workers combined could only load about half a tank.

When the three tanks appeared majestically before them, all five men gaped, almost unable to believe their eyes, as if it were unbelievable that such massive machines could have been made by their own hands.

Compared to the shock of the five people, Jiang Nian seemed much calmer.

He walked to the warehouse door on his own and opened it.

Salman Qi has been waiting outside the warehouse for the past two days. In order to be the first to witness the birth of the three tanks, he even had his meals delivered directly to the warehouse door, for fear of missing the moment when Jiang Nian and the others came out.

Hearing the warehouse door open, Salman Qi was almost immediately startled. He turned around and saw that the warehouse door was already open.

Upon seeing Jiang Nian emerge, Salman Qi immediately went to greet him.

"Mr. Jiang Nian, is the tank assembled?"

Jiang Nian was wearing a mask, so Salman Qi couldn't see his facial expression; even his exposed eyes showed no emotional fluctuation. Salman Qi asked his question very carefully.

He was really afraid that if something went wrong, everything would be over.

“Mr. Salman, all three tanks are now fully assembled. You can have your men go in and test them out.”

Jiang Nian spoke in a flat, cold tone.

This time, Salman Qi also opened his mouth wide, and it took him a long time to close it.

This was exactly the result he had expected, but he seemed completely unable to believe it, stiffly turning his head to look into the warehouse.

At this moment, Jiang Nian had already completely opened the warehouse door.

Three imposing tanks stood silently before them.

This wasn't the first time Salman had seen American tanks. He had recently faced these behemoths on the battlefield multiple times, but had been utterly helpless against them.

It was precisely because the anti-government forces possessed those six tanks that the government forces suffered repeated defeats.

But at this moment, looking at these three tanks that belonged to them, Salman Qi felt an overwhelming sense of pride.

Although they bought these tanks, he believed that with such tanks, they would definitely be able to defeat the anti-government armed forces.

Soon, Salman Qi brought in tank crews.

The soldiers of Bharata were not very familiar with operating the tanks of the United States, but Salman Qi breathed a sigh of relief as he listened to the heavy sound of the tracks and watched the tank slowly drive past him.

"Mr. Jiang Nian, thank you so much this time."

Salman Qi knew that without Jiang Nian, even if they had two more days, their men would never have been able to assemble the tanks so smoothly.

Therefore, his gratitude was entirely from the bottom of his heart.

"You're welcome, it's what we should do. After all, after-sales service must be guaranteed. Mr. Salman, I hope we'll have the opportunity to cooperate again next time."

Jiang Nian extended her hand and smiled faintly.

This time, because Huaxia stood on the side of the Bharata government army, Jiang Nian believed that the government army would definitely win in the shortest possible time.

However, he naturally couldn't say much about it, since he was now representing the Shadow arms organization, not the Chinese military.

Originally, Jiang Nian thought that after he finished assembling the three tanks in Bharata, he should return to Anyang's side.

Unexpectedly, after he called An Yang, An Yang told him that the remaining three tanks and a lot of munitions were already on their way and would arrive at the port of Bharata the next morning, so he should wait there, while An Yang and his men had already left.

Once things are settled here, An Yang will naturally send someone to pick up Jiang Nian.

At that moment, before Jiang Nian could even express his opinion after hearing An Yang's words, An Yang hung up the phone.

Looking at the phone that had been hung up, Jiang Nian's head gradually filled with question marks.

Did An Yang just abandon himself in Borneo like that?

Since joining the organization, he had only produced one blueprint for a sniper rifle, and Jiang Nian had not seen An Yang and the others build it. Now they were just throwing him into Bharata's hands. Were they going to abandon him?
The thought had barely crossed Jiang Nian's mind when he shook his head—it was absolutely impossible.

The Shadow Organization went to such great lengths to get me out of this mess, they must have gotten enough out of me before they abandon me, otherwise the Shadow Organization would be the ones who suffer.

Unable to figure out what An Yang was planning to do, Jiang Nian stopped thinking about it.

It doesn't matter whether he goes back to the base or not.

Salman Qi on Bharata's side was overjoyed to learn that Jiang Nian would stay and continue helping assemble the tanks.

He asked his maintenance workers and learned that Jiang Nian had done most of the tank assembly work that day. Even if they had two or three times the time, they wouldn't have been able to do it themselves.

And tomorrow, parts for three more tanks need to be delivered.

According to Salman Chi, the sooner it's installed, the better.

It would be a real shame to waste time like this.

Jiang Nian slept very well that night, perhaps because he was no longer in the Shadow Organization; he felt completely relaxed. (End of Chapter)