"Our ship will cooperate with your side to carry out the aerial drop on the battlefield at that time."
"Order received!"
The current backbone of the P-Company War Criminals, the rising hawkish group whose spokesperson was Doujiangbaidao, replied in a formal yet barely concealed excited tone:
"Our ship will definitely complete Transylvania's first large-scale airborne operation! But I request that the severed head of that slain Great Marshal of the Jackal Wolves be gifted to our ship as a trophy... we like things that represent victory."
"Uh, that's a really weird kink, but we can talk about it."
Old Qin replied:
"Behave yourselves properly and everything's negotiable."
"No problem, no problem, just watch us perform."
With confidence brimming, Doujiangbaidao replied, then the comms were temporarily cut off. Old Qin also released his own gear from his pack and began putting it on, which made the First Mate piloting the airship ask in confusion:
