In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

The caller was a legendary war god who was once famous in the Western world.

Long Fei had dealt with them on battlefields in foreign lands.

Different from Ye Zhengting's older brother, the God of War, this legendary God of War is very powerful.

How should I put it, before this legendary God of War was retired by Zhang Xiangbei, he had retired many top Gods of War from various countries.

Long Fei had the air of a general and said calmly: "Welcome to China."

General Chaozi is not as eloquent as Brother Zhang, and talking nonsense is not his area of ​​expertise.

But in Beimang, Zhang Xiangbei's comprehensive combat power could only hold him down.

Otherwise, Qin Huan, a third-generation soldier with a height of 1.92cm and incredible combat prowess, would not be able to obey this dwarf general.

"Who are you welcoming to China?"

Ye Zhengting raised his head and glanced at Long Fei. His tone was not as irritable as when he was chatting with Lao Wushuang, and his expression softened a lot.

It's not about bullying the weak or fearing the strong, nor is it about looking at others' choices.

Long Fei had such a dick, he looked honest and honest, and couldn't beat him with a stick, but he really made him anxious. How could Ye Zhengting guarantee that Long Fei wouldn't say hello to the old men of the Black Cavalry Army who were hanging out with him? Do you care about your own son?

"An old friend." Long Fei lit a cigarette and said calmly. "Gandalin, he's coming back."

"Gandaolin!?" Ye Zhengting's expression changed suddenly. "Is he the guy who was known as the first god of war in the West?"

The four old Wushuang also came over to listen to the gossip, their expressions a little solemn.

"That's him." Long Fei pursed his lips and said. "He will arrive in China in three days and will personally conduct the military exercise. He also said that he will raise the casualty rate standard for the military exercise."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Ye Zhengting cursed loudly. "In the several military exercises that Lao Deng conducted back then, the casualty rate almost caught up with actual combat. Now that we are in China, do you still want to do that? Go to hell!"

The expressions of several Lao Wushuang also changed suddenly, and they became a little wary.

The international casualty rate is the red line.

No one will touch it easily.

However, some internal military exercises in the Western world have repeatedly upset the balance and even seriously exceeded standards.

Of course it's fine if you play your own game, and no one will condemn other people's affairs when they're full.

But this time it was a joint military exercise, with elite troops from all countries participating. If the casualty rate exceeded the standard, as the commander-in-chief of China, Ye Zhengting would not dare to cover up the excess casualty rate.

After calming down, Ye Zhengting glanced at Long Fei solemnly: "Brother Fei, what do you think about this?"

Long Fei frowned and said, "If he dares to say that to me, he must have support behind him, and he has even communicated with some of the military exercise countries."

After that, Long Fei took a deep look at Ye Zhengting, squinted his eyes and said, "Returning back, several military representatives sat down in front of us and mentioned this matter lightly, Commander Ye, are you accepting the move or not?"

"If you don't answer, can you still raise your head? Where can I put my face?"

"Before the war begins, the momentum of the three armies is lowered, which is not good for the military exercise."

There was silence in the conference room.

Ye Zhengting lit a cigarette and looked at the four unparalleled veterans: "Brothers, what do you think?"

Lao Wushuang, you look at me, I look at you.

After a long time, the oldest unparalleled war god said word by word: "My opinion is, why don't you ask General Zhang for his opinion?"

"General Zhang has more advanced technology and experience than us in this regard..."

Ye Zhengting heard this and looked at Long Fei carefully: "Long Shuai, what do you think?"

"My brother has already retired." How could Long Fei not see what these old foxes were thinking.

Whoever dares to issue this order, even if it is just to show his attitude, will have to shoulder the responsibility if the casualty rate really exceeds the limit.

On the table, the casualty rate seems to be just a few decimal points, but in actual combat, it is a living life.

Beimang rarely worries about political matters.

Brother doesn't care, and neither does Long Fei.

The expendable warriors, with their energetic faces, need someone to withstand the double pressure from public opinion and morality.

When Brother was in power, these old guys had support in their hearts and were protected by the shade of trees. If something happened, Brother would be there to protect them.

Now that my brother is gone, I have just started to sit back and watch, no one dares to step forward, for fear of not being able to guarantee the end of the season, and even more afraid of being grabbed by the opponent's pigtails and beaten to death, which will affect progress.

"The answer I can give to all the veteran leaders is that Beimang can treat military exercises as actual combat."

"But for other brother units, we in Beimang cannot make the decision. The leaders have to make decisions themselves."

The dozen or so military officials present, including the commander-in-chief headed by Ye Zhengting, all looked a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

Although the military exercise is centered on the troops formed by Beimang, there are also many troops from all walks of life. Who here has not arranged for some direct elites to come in?

It was originally a gold-plated training, but it really needs to be upgraded to an unregulated military exercise...

Ye Zhengting was about to say something to ease the atmosphere when his cell phone buzzed.

The personal cell phones of many other military officials also rang.

Everyone looked down at the news.

All of them had complex expressions and solemn expressions.

"The three veteran war madmen from Beihai Kingdom have returned and will arrive in China soon."

"In the Sunset Empire, two legendary war gods and a legendary commander who once led large-scale wars in foreign lands have returned and will come to China in person to command this joint military exercise."

One after another, the veteran war god commanders have returned, and all of them are legendary figures with famous names.

They have all created their own glorious history.

Ye Zhengting frowned and said word by word: "Everyone, have you noticed? These returning commanders of the God of War have one thing in common."

"They are all militants and war madmen."

A certain old man Wushuang lamented: "Do you really want to treat this joint military exercise as an actual combat training?"

There was dead silence in the conference room.

Only Long Fei, who was smoking, flicked the cigarette butt and said calmly: "I've been feeling aggrieved for a long time. That's it."

Ye Zhengting opened his mouth, feeling a little nostalgic for the guy who attacked domestic and foreign countries indiscriminately.

"Leaders, haven't you discovered that they have another common characteristic?" Long Fei looked around and held his head high.

"What?" Ye Zhengting asked first.

"These guys who came back were all retired by General Zhang."