"Besides supplies, I also want to provide clothes and shoes for those 28 laborers. After all, they are also fighting for the empire now." Mu Yang added another condition.

  "Alright, but no more." Eugene could only grit his teeth and accept it.

  Muyang walked out of Eugene's office with the note, while Eugene was like a defeated fighting cock, suddenly losing strength and sat down in his own chair.

  How did I not know that this Major Williams actually knew Colonel Allen? It seems that the days ahead won't be easy.

  The goods he embezzled have been resold in large quantities, and the remaining ones were basically given to Mu Yang. He promised the Parisian gang's goods, but they couldn't be fulfilled, and the subsequent goods would definitely not be embezzled. It seems that another big income has been lost.

  As she walked out the door, Claire looked at her company commander with admiration and said, "The company commander is still amazing, easily dealing with Eugene the vampire like that. Seeing him being played around like a top, it's really relieving. I was worried you would directly blow Eugene's head off."

  "Blow his head off, no need." Just as he said that, Mu Yang saw Lieutenant Colonel John Andrews of the West Yorkshire Regiment's 1st Battalion approaching. Mu Yang muttered: "Looks like someone will blow Eugene's red-haired big brain to pieces."

  Murphy raised his hand and gave a military salute, saying: "Major Andrews, good morning. Are you here to pick up supplies?"

  "Hello Joseph, are you also here to collect supplies? The ones we received yesterday were far less than the standard amount. I have to ask Eugene why they deducted so much from our battalion's supplies."

  John Andrews was a nearly forty-year-old robust man with a fiery temper, who directly spoke his mind at the door and loudly told Mu Yang off, completely unafraid of being heard by others in the military supplies department.

  "Shortchanging you on supplies? Impossible! I think Major Yoo is a very competent quartermaster. Look, this is the receipt I just got for the supplies, and it's absolutely standard issue, not a single item shortchanged!" Mu Yang waved the receipt in front of Colonel Andrews' eyes, speaking very sincerely.

  "Really, did new supplies arrive today? He told those battalion commanders yesterday that there were no supplies left at all. How can they have some now? I must hurry and ask him." With that, he bid farewell to Muyang and hastily rushed into the logistics department.

  Claire looked at Mu Yang with a puzzled gaze, somewhat not understanding why Mu Yang said that. Even if Eugene gave supplies to the whole company, Claire wouldn't think Eugene was a good person or a qualified quartermaster.

  "It's still early, let's wait here for a while and enjoy the view." Murong said, taking out a cigarette, handing one to Claire, then lighting his own and smoking leisurely.

  The scenery here, apart from the stone-piled countryside houses and muddy roads, is probably only the distant small stream and a few wildflowers by the creek.

  Colonel John Andrews strode into Eugene's office, where he was nursing his wounds over a large sum of money lost. He didn't even acknowledge the arrival of Colonel Andrews.

  "Eugene, I've come to collect supplies for the battalion, our four companies, and you've actually shortchanged us by more than half! Eugene, your nerve is too great, today you must distribute the goods to us." John Andrews shouted loudly, his voice could be heard all the way at the gate.

  "There really isn't any supplies left, not even a piece of bread or a sausage, and yet the division's logistics department sent down so much. What can I do? Lieutenant Colonel Andrews, I have other things to attend to, goodbye." Eugene brought out the same excuse he used on Mu Yang earlier, but this time he didn't believe it, and neither did Lieutenant Colonel John Andrews, who also produced a letter from the division's logistics chief.

  "Why was Major Joseph Williams able to get full standard supplies?" John Andrews started biting his lip.

  At the mention of Joseph Williams, Eugene's heart skipped a beat, more out of concern for the supplies than anything else. He spoke in an ill-tempered tone: "Each unit has its own situation, I don't need to explain it to you. Colonel Andrews, I've said it before, there are only so many supplies to go around. You can leave now."

  "What, you're withholding supplies from our battalion and still dare to speak to me in this tone? Eugene, who do you think you are, the Chief of Staff? If the front line's combat effectiveness declines due to a lack of supplies, can you take responsibility for that?" Colonel Andrews' tone was already unpleasant.

  Eugene curled his lip, "Your soldiers are not fighting hard enough, what does it have to do with our military supplies department? If I were you, I'd go back and train those soldiers some more. That way, when the German army attacks, fewer idiots will die."

  "What the hell, you son of a bitch actually said that the soldiers on the front line are idiots..."

  Mu Yang stood at the entrance, raised his hand to look at his watch and said: "It seems that Colonel John Andrews' temper has indeed improved a lot recently. Two minutes have passed and he's still arguing."

  As soon as Mu Yang finished speaking, the sound of tables and chairs crashing to the ground came from inside the house, accompanied by Eugene's miserable cries and John Andrews' angry curses.

  Mo Yang nodded and said to Claire, "This is the John Andrews I know. Alright, the scenery here isn't bad. Claire, take the receipt and go get the supplies."

  Claire had a stifled smile on her face as she walked away with the note. Mu Yang turned back to glance at Eugene's office, shrugged his shoulders, flicked the cigarette butt in his hand, and walked away nonchalantly, while the anguished cries continued from inside the room.

  Poor Eugene was beaten up by Andrews and came to Colonel Wood with a swollen face.

  "Eugene, you've gone too far this time. You actually embezzled more than half of the team's supplies. How can the people below not resist?" Colonel Wood said.

  "But Captain, there's one for you in here too." Eugene said discontentedly, his mouth twitching with pain as he spoke, gritting his teeth.

  When he heard this, Colonel Wood's eyes flashed with a sharp light, staring fiercely at Eugene, squeezing out a few words from between his teeth: "Don't think that you and Deputy Commander Ruslan's private little movements are not seen, Eugene. Don't be too clever, treating others as fools. I have a hundred ways to kill you."

  Eugene looked at Colonel Wood, who was staring at him like a hungry wolf, and realized the threat to himself had backfired. He hastily put on a smiling face and said, "Commander, I assure you that not a single thread of yours will be missing."

  "Alright, you can go now. Also, allocate some supplies to the first battalion. Don't be so stingy in the future. If the soldiers can't even eat their fill, how are they supposed to fight?" Wood said as he finished speaking and waved his hand for Eugene to leave.

  Eugene walked out of the team leader's office, muttering under his breath: "Also a wolf that only knows how to eat meat."

  Eugene got beaten up and could only admit he was unlucky.