The person walking at the front of the group with a walking stick was none other than Yin Lin.
"Old Zhao, this is quite a scene!" Looking at the person sitting in the jeep, Yin Lin shouted.
Zhao Tianbao quickly took off his sunglasses. When he saw Yin Lin, he quickly walked over. But when he saw the team behind Yin Lin, he immediately said unhappily, "Old Yin, aren't you too stingy? You only brought these hundred people?"
Yin Lin immediately glared. "How is that possible? They're bullying my nephew. These are only the pioneer troops. The heavy weapons are on the way. I recently bought four new tanks and 12 armed armored vehicles, and I've deployed them all!"
Zhao Tianbao nodded in satisfaction when he heard this. Then, he pointed at the rows of planes not far away and said, "Let them go up first. Old Wu, where are Old Wei and the others? Why aren't they here yet?"
"They're here, they're here!"