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

Command.

Ye Zhengting was sweating profusely as he kept receiving the latest battle reports.

My mood also changed from the excitement at the beginning to apprehension.

Zhang Xiangbei leads the team. Looking at Beimang's ten years of record, they have never lost.

But today this is a military exercise, China is still the host, and those coalition forces from various countries are theoretically guests.

Can't you be more polite to your guests?

How can you fight like this...

Seeing that the casualty rate of the coalition forces continued to rise, Ye Zhengting felt smoke rising from his throat. If the casualties continued like this, it would be too ugly for the international audience.

As the commander-in-chief, Ye Zhengting had to write so many reports, set up so many tables and toast so many drinks, in order to appease the heroes from all walks of life...

"Brother Fei, how about you contact General Zhang?"

Ye Zhengting twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a distorted expression: "This is just a drill after all..."

"The first day you met my brother?" Long Fei said expressionlessly. "If I dare to say this today, he will dare to oust me tomorrow and force me to step down."

Long Fei stood with his hands behind his back and said coldly: "Commander Ye, I have been in the army for ten years and worked hard. Do you know how much effort I put in to get my wish and become the young commander of Beimang?"

Ye Zhengting sighed softly, lit a cigarette and said: "But if we continue like this, the casualty rate will suddenly increase, which will affect the international outlook. It will be difficult for both of us to explain to all walks of life, and it will also delay progress..."

Long Fei shrugged his shoulders and said, "As long as you don't have to explain to General Zhang and there's no risk of being ignored, it's easy to say anything."

When Long Fei said that, it was hard for Ye Zhengting to give any more advice, otherwise he would appear to be very bloodless.

Ding ding.

The shrill cell phone ringtone rang.

Long Fei frowned and answered the call. A steady and powerful voice came from the other side of the phone: "Long Shuai, can we discuss something?"

It's a call from a representative of the United States.

The other person's tone was urgent and anxious.

Seems to be worried about something.

"It's better to avoid taboos during military exercises to avoid being misunderstood." Long Fei probably guessed the intentions of the American military.

"It's not a misunderstanding. Everything we do is just to reduce the casualty rate." The U.S. military representative said loudly. "That's a living life."

Long Fei didn't have the ruthlessness of his brother, nor the responsibility of his brother. He didn't want to bite someone's nose, nor did he intend to disgust the other party. He just said indifferently: "We've already dealt with this, no matter how much we talk, it won't help. , we will discuss it after the military exercise is over."

The U.S. military representative took a deep breath and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Since Commander Long doesn't want to discuss this, I won't force it. But there is a problem. I must inform Commander Long in advance."

"If you have anything to say, just say it." Long Fei frowned.

After all, you have already done this, and yet you are still talking about it and your tone is so strong?

"General Gan Daolin is the legendary god of war of our American military. His personal safety must be considered by China." The representative of the American military said firmly. "Everything else doesn't matter, but General Gan Daolin must return home safely. This is a fatal order given to me by the top brass."

"Long Shuai, the Chinese side must understand that this is just an exercise and not a real war between the two armies."

"General Gan Daolin's status in the United States is no less than that of Beimang legend Zhang Xiangbei in China."

"If he is killed during this military exercise, the United States and the United States will definitely hold him accountable to the end."

Long Fei still said a few simple words and hung up the phone.

Ye Zhengting, who was standing aside and eavesdropping, was dumbfounded.

"Brother Fei, General Zhang doesn't really want to..."

Ye Zhengting was sweating profusely.

The status and influence of this legendary American God of War in the military headquarters is no less than that of Ye Zhengting in the Chinese military headquarters.

That is the commander-in-chief of one party, a super predator...

"Commander Ye, don't ask me." Long Fei said calmly. "If you really want to know, call my brother and ask him what he thinks."

Ye Zhengting twitched the corner of his mouth and was about to take action.

Long Fei added: "Think carefully before asking, whether others will misunderstand that you and Gan Daolin have an ulterior secret."

"Maybe you'll be labeled a traitor."

"Commander Ye has been in the military for thirty years, walking on thin ice, and it is not easy to get to where he is today. It is not easy. If you want to ruin your future for an irrelevant international friend, who can you talk to?"

Doodle.

Ye Zhengting's dedicated line has been dialed.

He wants to hang up.

But I dare not.

He had tasted the bitter pill of hanging up Zhang Xiangbei's phone number before, and he didn't want to take another one.

"Hey."

On the other side of the dedicated line, a majestic voice sounded, and from time to time there was the sound of gunfire.

"General Zhang, it's me, Xiaoye."

When Commander Ye faced General Zhang on the battlefield, his aura suddenly grew 1.2 meters tall and he became like a primary school student.

"Is something wrong?" The bass voice on the other end of the phone was full of intimidation.

"It's nothing, I just saw that the military exercise is about to end, and I want to congratulate General Zhang in advance on his successful victory."

Ye Zhengting's palms and backs were all sweaty, and he said firmly: "General, you don't have to have any ideological baggage. With Long Fei and me in charge, even if you dig a huge hole, we will support you."

Ye Zhengting broke out in a sweat after hanging up the phone.

Long Fei, who was standing aside, lit a cigarette and said, neither salty nor cool: "More than half of the brothers who have sacrificed their lives in Beimang in the past ten years are related to Gan Daolin. Commander Ye, it's a good thing you didn't say this, otherwise My brother will miss you forever."