C654 Gambling ~ ~

"Holy shit! What are you trying to do? Fight a war?" Yang Xuan, who was holding the list of weapons, was sweating profusely.

"It's alright. It's just conventional weapons." Ulyanov scratched his head and smiled innocently.

"Bullshit! What kind of mercenaries are you? I can tolerate guns and ammunition, but I can't stand grenades and mines