Chapter 92: Cannons Roar, Gold Pours!

Chapter 92: Cannons Roar, Gold Pours!

Little Chinatown, LA Corporation Headquarters.

"Mr. President, here's wishing you victory, the reclamation of lost lands, and the glorious restoration of New America."

Li Ang raised a glass of champagne, tilting it slightly toward the electronic screen in front of him, offering a toast to President Myers displayed on the screen.

Just moments ago, LA Corporation had signed a massive military contract worth over 10 billion euros with New America.

The order included mechanized combat vehicles, standard conventional weapons, missiles, power armor, and other military equipment.

It was the largest weapons deal LA Corporation had ever secured since its inception. Li Ang couldn't help but acknowledge that his dealings with street bosses like Chen Tao were mere trifles compared to this—insignificant in the face of a nation's power!

Only the state machinery could truly nurture a corporate giant.

[Mr. Li Ang, this metal war is expected to last at least five years, perhaps even a decade. Our transactions will proceed in batches accordingly.]

President Myers' voice came from the electronic screen.

Once a large-scale war begins, no one knows when it will end—unless one side suffers a decisive defeat or achieves its strategic objectives.

Thus, Myers had to prepare for a protracted conflict, and LA Corporation would be an indispensable partner that New America had to maintain strong ties with.

[This year, our forces aim to eradicate the rebels in the eastern regions and reclaim those lost territories. So, please, do not sell weapons to any of New America's enemies, all right?]

Myers' tone was earnest.

Since assuming the presidency of New America, Myers had faced immense pressure from all directions—congressional interests, military technology contracts, and the burden of national restoration.

The failure to seize Arasaka's "Big Oni" power armor system had even led to impeachment attempts by some members of Congress, who deemed Myers reckless and unfit for office.

To secure her position and fulfill the late President Kress's legacy, Myers had no choice but to fire up the war machine, hoping to silence her critics with concrete military achievements.

However, as the saying goes, "Cannons roar, and gold pours."

The war Myers initiated consumed much of New America's already limited gold reserves. If she failed to reclaim lost territory, she could very well face imprisonment.

After all, if all that money was burned without yielding tangible results, her presidency would come to an end.

"Of course, LA Corporation always stands by its customers. Whoever places the larger order is our priority."

Li Ang's response immediately put President Myers at ease. After all, the eastern rebels lacked the financial resources to compete with the might of New America for arms deals.

With New American forces equipped with LA Corporation's advanced weapons, power armor, and mechanized vehicles, they would crush the treasonous rebels like autumn leaves underfoot.

Myers was confident it wouldn't take long for New American forces to advance to the West Coast, annihilate the so-called Pacifica Alliance, and achieve a glorious unification.

[Excellent! Mr. Li Ang, once our forces reclaim the eastern territories, I will invite you to Washington as a guest. There, you will meet the world's most influential elites.]

[With New America's congressional endorsement, LA Corporation's weapons will be exported globally, becoming the first choice for every mercenary!]

At this moment, Myers was in high spirits. Before logging off, she couldn't resist painting a rosy picture for Li Ang.

"Very well. I look forward to your invitation, Madam President."

As the video connection ended, Li Ang couldn't hide the sly grin spreading across his face.

Li Ang had indeed promised Myers not to supply weapons to the eastern rebels—but only on behalf of LA Corporation.

As for other companies? That was another matter entirely.

Coincidentally, Xu Shiming's Contao Corporation had made a splash at this year's international weapons expo, with the trend of intelligent weaponry sweeping across global warzones.

If the eastern rebels armed themselves with the latest smart weapons to confront the regular army's kinetic and technical arsenal, Li Ang truly couldn't predict who would come out on top.

But ultimately, it didn't matter. Both sides—slugging it out on the battlefield—were buying their weapons from him. Whoever bought more would gain the upper hand.

Before Myers could completely wipe out the eastern rebel forces, Li Ang planned to discreetly direct Contao Corporation to sell advanced weapons to the rebels.

Only by ensuring both sides were deeply entrenched in this grinding conflict could LA Corporation and Contao Corporation maximize their arms sales.

Once Rosalind Myers nearly ran out of funds, Li Ang would allow the eastern rebels to lose, enabling New America's forces to continue their western advance and clash with other rebel factions.

"Boss, you're making a killing from this war! All these arms deals are pouring right into our company's pockets."

Morgan Blackhand laughed heartily, as though the profits were going straight into his own account. For him, just hearing about such massive deals was thrilling enough.

"Let me bear the burden of this dirty, blood-soaked money. After all, I'll actually use it to build something worthwhile."

Li Ang smiled. If someone was bound to profit from the ambitions of warmongers, why shouldn't it be him?

While other arms dealers would rush to meet production deadlines after securing contracts, Li Ang planned to invest the proceeds into developing the Watson District, creating a true utopian city.

"Haha! Let's bleed Myers dry this time. She won't rest until she's spent it all. Here's hoping the eastern rebels put up a fight and don't let New America's troops march here too quickly to die."

Morgan Blackhand cracked his neck. He understood that this war was essentially a power struggle among the elite. The politicians reaped the benefits, while ordinary people paid the price in blood.

"Morgan, Lucy, you two head out for now. I'd like some time alone."

After sending Morgan Blackhand and Lucy out of his private office, Li Ang received a notification from his system.

[Level 6 Mission: Complete your first arms deal exceeding 10 billion euros.]

[Status: Completed]

[Mission Rewards: 10 billion euros, 10 million company credits, 10 spin chances in the roulette (enhanced gold probability).]

[Bonus Reward: Achieve a cumulative 30-billion-euro arms sales Myers tone to gain one guaranteed legendary reward (items from the "Dune" universe).]

With the arms deal officially sealed between Li Ang and President Myers, the mission—originally expected to take months to complete—was instantly fulfilled.

The rewards included a guaranteed legendary draw, featuring technological items from the "Dune" universe.