The Base Commander addressed Lu Jianguo, "No.7 Base Commander, now is the time of crisis for our survival, maybe everyone is making sense."
Before Lu Jianguo could speak, Lu Jianshe interjected, "The people, supplies, and troops of both bases, going to the young couple to ask for food? Do you have the face for it? I'm putting it here, as long as I am not dead, no one can take any supplies from my nephew. Haven't they given enough to the base over the years? Now, we are moving with the chickens and eggs we have, all thanks to their help. Even the poultry at No.7 Base and so much equipment, solar panels, are you planning to divide the food they desperately gathered? Are you landlords from the old society?"
His words left all the leaders in the office looking displeased, but they couldn't refute him because what Lu Jianshe said made sense.
