Chapter 29 Toys Recommended Age: 12 years and up

As Li Jiajun was happily envisioning his path to an international brand, the shipment carrying his goods, after undergoing several transfers, finally arrived at its destination—a secret military base located somewhere in Middle East, one that did not exist on any map.

The night was deep, and the cold desert wind whistled, whipping up sand grains that slapped against the huge iron hangar doors, making a "patter" sound.

Inside the hangar, it was brightly lit, in stark contrast to the deathly silence outside.

Hassan and dozens of his most core officers had already been waiting here for a long time.

They stood straight with solemn expressions, their eyes filled with both the tension of an impending major battle and infinite anticipation for the legendary weapons.

"Leader, it has arrived!"

Accompanied by the adjutant's excited words, the heavy iron hangar doors slowly slid open to both sides.

Several heavily modified military trucks drove in through the night, kicking up a cloud of dry dust.

As the trucks came to a stop, soldiers immediately stepped forward, using crowbars and hydraulic cutters to skillfully open the cargo container doors.

Everyone's gaze focused on the interior of the container in that instant.

However, the scene they had imagined, filled with the aura of cold metal and rows upon rows of weapons, did not appear.

What appeared before everyone's eyes were neatly stacked white cardboard boxes that exuded an atmosphere of warmth and harmony.

On every cardboard box, a striking line of large characters was printed in bright, colorful fonts—Li Family Toy Factory.

Beside the Chinese characters was a chubby, adorable cartoon bear avatar, waving its paws with a bright smile on its face.

In the corner of the box, the words "Recommended Age: 12 and Up" were thoughtfully printed.

The entire scene was eerily quiet.

A group of burly men who had just been discussing how to use this batch of weapons to tear apart enemy armored units were now all staring blankly at the pile of childlike toy packaging boxes, momentarily unsure of how to react.

The adjutant's face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's over.

They had been deceived after all.

He felt his throat go dry, swallowed with difficulty, and with trembling lips, looked at the leader beside him: "Lea... Leader... this... this..."

He wanted to say "We have been deceived," but looking at the leader's emotionless profile, he couldn't bring himself to say it.

The surrounding officers and soldiers also fell into great astonishment and disappointment, and whispers began to spread.

"What is this? Toys?"

"Could that Chinese have really shipped us a container full of toys?"

"We spent so much money... just to buy these cardboard boxes with bears printed on them?"

Morale, in that instant, plummeted from boiling point to freezing point.

However, just as this disappointment and chaos were about to erupt, Hassan slowly raised his hand.

He did not get angry, and not a trace of disappointment could be seen on his face.

He just calmly took a step forward, walked up, and personally carried down a white cardboard box printed with the cartoon bear from the container.

He placed the box on the ground, crouched down, and amidst the puzzled gazes of everyone, tore open the seal.

The box opened, revealing black, molded shock-absorbing foam inside.

Hassan removed the foam.

The next second, everyone who had crowded around gasped.

In the groove of the foam, a jet-black drone, full of sharp lines and a cold metallic texture, lay quietly.

Its exterior design was completely different from any drone on the market.

The flat, streamlined fuselage was full of aerodynamic beauty; the edges of the four rotor blades shimmered with a sharp luster; beneath the nose was a small, sharp camera module, like a hawk's eye.

It lay there quietly; although it was only the size of a palm, it seemed like a black falcon that had retracted all its talons, exuding a kind of violent aesthetics and lethal aura that made one's heart numb.

This thing, and its cute outer packaging, formed a stark contrast as vast as heaven and earth!

"My Allah..." a soldier murmured unconsciously as he looked at the drone.

The adjutant was also stunned; he rubbed his eyes hard before he dared to believe that what he saw was not an illusion.

A trace of a satisfied smile finally appeared on Hassan's face.

He reached out and picked up the drone from the foam.

It felt cold in his hand and had substantial weight.

Perfect weight distribution, exquisite workmanship, and the seamless assembly process on the fuselage all reflected the superb industrial standards of its manufacturer.

'Good stuff,' Hassan marveled to himself.

At the same time, he was speechless; that Factory Director Li actually called this a toy? Called it a piece of art?

He held the drone, slowly stood up, and scanned his subordinates, who had turned from astonishment to shock, his voice not loud, yet clearly spreading throughout the entire hangar.

"It seems our friend from the Eastern Country is not only a genius but also an artist with a unique sense of humor."

His words made everyone laugh knowingly; the previous suppression and disappointment were swept away, replaced by intense curiosity and excitement for this batch of toys.

Just then, the encrypted communicator in Hassan's pocket made a "ding-dong" notification sound.

He took it out and saw it was a message sent by that Chinese with the ID "Factory Director Li".

【Factory Director Li】: "Big Brother, you should have received the goods, right? Are you satisfied with our packaging? Also, I have already packaged and sent the artist Collector's Edition Upgrade Pack and the VIP Beginner Tutorial Course you ordered for an extra fee to your email. Please check it! I wish you and your friends a fun time playing!"

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A fun time playing?

Hassan looked at this message, then looked at the drone in his hand, which was filled with a murderous aura, and the smile on his lips deepened.

'Oh, of course,' he thought.

'We will have a very fun time playing. I hope our enemies... will also have a fun time playing.'