After the boasting-filled call ended, Gao Yang hung up with great satisfaction.
Listening to Nate shout "Long live!" with unabashed excitement, Gao Yang felt incredibly light, the best way to describe this feeling is with one word—great, absolutely great.
After hanging up the phone, Rebrov, glowing with excitement, ran up to Gao Yang and, with a crisp salute, loudly reported: "Sir! The artillery battalion has completed firing preparations, we can fire at any time, sir!"
Gao Yang was quite amazed, exclaiming: "So soon?"
Rebrov replied loudly: "Yes, sir! Our artillery regiment is already overstaffed! After leaving people to meet the basic operation requirements, the dispatch of gunners has already met our basic needs for operating the artillery. We only need to allocate enough personnel for non-technical positions, and we can use all the captured artillery!"
"Well done!"
Very pleased, Gao Yang waved his hand and also excitedly shouted: "Stand by!"
"Yes!"
