Although Thunder Horse Military Factory was still small and new, its presence at the exhibition was a threat to the Western military industries’ big dogs. America’s Barrett Company, Belgium’s HK Company, and even Germany’s Rheinmetall AG, which claimed to be friends with Thunder Horse Group, as well as Germany’s FN Company. They all viewed the Thunder Horse Group as their most threatening rival. Be it the past, present or future, they would never be Xia Lei’s friends — only rivals and enemies! 

How could they miss the opportunity to attack their enemy was it was right before them?

“When did our Thunder Horse Group allow people like you guys to criticise us?” Before Xia Lei could speak, Qing Caiyue retorted, “Our Thunder Horse Group has its own tanks, armoured vehicles, artillery, and defense system. They just haven’t been shipped over.”

“Really?” Joe Barton sneered. “Haven’t been shipped over, or haven’t been made? China isn't the best in its manufacturing industry but rather in the art of talking, huh?”

“It’s you guys who are better at talking, right?” Qing Caiyue was sharp-tongued. “I know that...