Bramo took the glass, but didn't drink, just stared intensely at Becker.
Becker met his gaze, speaking with certainty, "Let's not talk about anything else. With the armed forces currently under our control in the Illinois Republic, combined with the National Guard and the corps we've helped reorganize and train, we have a framework of roughly two divisions, about 20,000 men. Moreover, their equipment is uniformly the same standard as Mexico's, from rifles to armored vehicles, to the logistical supply system. Ammunition is sufficient, morale is high, and even if Little Bush were to disregard everything and launch an attack now, wanting to take us down in the short term, he would only end up breaking all his teeth!"
"As for whether Little Bush has that much resolve…"
