Zhao Guo, Handan, Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Hire?" Zhao Jia looked at the telegram in his hand and looked at the Minister of Defense. He couldn't believe his eyes, because it turned out to be a series of requirements put forward by the Gaitai people himself.

"Provide a lot of weapons and equipment, so I can't reverse this point ...

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