"So… it's just a mechanical parts factory?"
On the way to Karl Metal Company, General Jiang frowned as he flipped through the file in his hands.
"You're sure this company can handle our order?"
His tone to Song Peilun, seated beside him, was filled with doubt.
Since arriving in the United States the previous year, General Jiang, in charge of China's Defense Procurement Office, had learned that things were far more complicated than expected.
Though the U.S. had approved aid to China, its own manufacturing capabilities were overstretched.
With priority going to the UK and USSR, there simply wasn't much left for China.
The Americans had been blunt about it:
"Find your own suppliers. We'll pay the bill."
But that put General Jiang in an absurd position— he had plenty of U.S. dollars, yet nowhere to spend them.
He had even gone as far as Canada, trying to place an urgent order with Inglis for weapons badly needed back home.
But they too were tied up with British contracts.
