After leaving the operations briefing room, Old Feng took Chen Chuan to the action team's logistics and supply office. He walked up to the grated window of the application counter and slid the request form straight through.
The person inside glanced at the signature and official seal on the form. Without a word, they immediately handed it to the staff behind them, telling them to open the storeroom and retrieve the items.
They were efficient. After waiting less than ten minutes, the items were wheeled out on a cart.
Old Feng inspected everything. Seeing that nothing was missing or swapped out, he had the staff member place all the items into a partitioned metal case and handed it to Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan easily took the heavy case and said, "Thank you, Special Envoy Feng."
Old Feng waved his hand. "Nothing to thank me for. You've earned this."
