Chapter 315 - 316 Buying Military Trucks

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Chapter 315 of "Rise of the Arms Dealer in the World War" opens with: Chapter 315: Chapter 316 Buying Military Trucks Hardy was struck by the thought. The U.S. military’s... Find out what happens!

Chapter 315: Chapter 316 Buying Military Trucks Hardy was struck by the thought. The U.S. military’s logistics were indeed powerful. While other armies were struggling to feed their troops, even resorting to eating grass roots and tree bark, the U.S. forces were living in such abundance. "Shouldn’t these be used for the troops?" Hardy asked, puzzled as to why these consumables were left over and not used. Major General Williams shrugged. "The soldiers don’t want to eat this stuff. If we tried to feed them these now, they’d probably rebel." "These days, the troops are supplied with fresh vegetables and meat, and the food is freshly prepared. Even with that, they still constantly complain about the taste." Williams picked up a can and weighed it in his hand, smiling. "You probably ate your fair share of these during the war, didn’t you?" Hardy nodded. "How did you find it?" "I almost threw up the first time." Hardy said. Major General Williams laughed heartily. "Exactly. Everyone cursed the guy who owned the luncheon meat company. Even General Eisenhower once said that if he ever met the owner of that luncheon meat company, he’d have him shot. Haha!" "Right now, I have no less than 10 million boxes of field rations on hand, and as for these cans of luncheon meat, there are 125 million of them. Damn, that luncheon meat company has an incredible production capacity—they can produce 15 million cans in just one week, supplying our millions of troops. "Back then, the logistics department stocked up on supplies for a month at a time. Even though production was halted immediately after the war ended, there were still over a hundred million cans of luncheon meat left over. Later on, the military tried to distribute the luncheon meat to get rid of it, but the soldiers weren’t having it. They all demanded better food, and many of them directly threw away the luncheon meat." "In the end, there was no choice but to let it accumulate. These items have already been sitting here for three years, and they’re about to reach their expiration date. If we don’t deal with them soon, they’ll just have to be thrown away," Major General Williams said helplessly. "Is it still edible?" Hardy asked with a frown. "Of course it is. Actually, when we made the purchase, the standard was set for a shelf life of over five years, and a large amount of preservatives were used, not to mention~" At this point, Major General Williams lowered his voice slightly. "These cans have neither a production date nor an expiration date, haha." After discarding some of the luncheon meat cans, they walked a bit further and opened a few more boxes. These contained various other canned foods—just different flavors—chicken, beef, pork, fish, tomato juice, honey, you name it. There really was a variety. The two continued to walk deeper inside. Major General Williams picked up a medical backpack, which was bulging. He opened it and poured out a pile of items. "This is a medic’s backpack, as you should know. It contains sulfa powder, morphine syringes, bandages, and a complete set of surgical scissors, hemostats, and other instruments." "In addition to individual medical equipment, there are also hospital use equipment and supplies—sterilized medical cotton, syringes, medical infusion tubes, etc. The quantity of these is even greater. None of this is needed now, and they will soon expire, so they’ll have to be thrown away." He then opened a separate box of Cannabis, Major General Williams smiled as he looked at Hardy. "Did you ever use this on the battlefield?" Hardy quickly shook his head. "I’ve never used that." As they walked further inside, they saw bundles of military envelopes, Christmas cards, candles, flashlights, mosquito nets, underwear, socks, and various sizes of military tents. There were even ovens, ice cream machines, and hot coffee machines. Major General Williams said there were tens of thousands of sets of these. Further inside were individual combat gear, various military uniforms, backpacks, military water bottles, belts, helmets, blankets, individual shovels, and daggers. Then came various weapons—rifles, pistols, machine guns, mortars. Major General Williams said, "After the war ended, over ten million soldiers were demobilized. Many items were decommissioned and could only be stored in warehouses. Whether used or new, they could only be left here, there’s no other place for them." The further they walked, the larger the items became. They saw motorcycles, jeeps, trucks, ammunition transporters, tracked vehicles, artillery, and even tanks. "Planes and warships couldn’t fit in here, so I didn’t let them bring those," Major General Williams added with a joke. Hardy set his eyes on the trucks. "General, I’m planning to start a logistics company and will need a lot of trucks. Do you have any that are suitable?" Major General Williams led Hardy to the trucks and introduced them: "Dodge WC62 trucks, with a 1.5 ton load capacity, GMC military trucks, with a 2.5 ton load capacity, Studebaker US6 trucks, also with a 2.5 ton load capacity, and White 666 trucks, with a 6 ton load capacity." "The best selling items here are vehicles and trucks, but I still have a batch. How many do you need?" Major General Williams asked. "How much do they cost?" Major General Williams smiled. "Dodge WC62 trucks are $200 each, GMC 2.5 ton military trucks are $300 each, Studebaker US6 2.5 ton trucks are also $300 each, and White 666 6 ton trucks are $500 each." "Okay, I’ll take them all," Hardy said. The price was indeed too cheap new vehicles cost at least ten times more. Major General Williams looked at Hardy in surprise. "I still have over 30,000 vehicles here. Do you really want them all?" Hardy was stunned. damn. Just from the way he spoke earlier, it seemed like there weren’t that many. How could there be so many? Thirty thousand vehicles that’s $10 million. Even though Hardy had money, spending it like this wasn’t ideal. But after thinking it over, if he bought them all, he could make a profit even by reselling them. "No problem, I’ll take them all."

Chapter 315 - 316 Buying Military Trucks

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