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

Qin Huan told Han Dong.

The Beimang Army has the highest salary, the best equipment, and the largest annual military expenditures.

Therefore, in a war, Beimang must be the vanguard and be at the forefront.

This is a privilege, an obligation, and a responsibility.

In this final decisive battle, Beimang was also far ahead, unwilling to lag behind.

On a secluded mountainside, Gan Daolin and several returning veteran war gods escaped, but they were caught up by Zhang Xiangbei.

Facing Zhang Xiangbei who came alone, Gan Daolin roared angrily: "You are really haunted!"

Several other veteran war gods also fought with Bei Mang on the battlefields in the outer regions, and their relationship was very bad.

This group of veteran war gods in a state of embarrassment are all influential figures in various countries. It can even be said that they are Zhang Xiangbei of their country!

But today, they were like a bunch of lost dogs, driven to a dead end by Beimang Zhang Xiangbei.

Seeing Zhang Xiangbei approaching alone, he was filled with anger.

Several veteran war gods once again lost their weapons.

Even Gandaolin didn't speak harshly and dropped the rifle in his hand: "I surrender to the head office, right!?"

Zhang Xiangbei stepped forward and pulled out Beimang's sword: "Pick up the gun, Beimang will not kill prisoners of war."

"This is a fucking military exercise!"

Gan Daolin roared: "Do you fucking know what a military exercise is?"

"I've counted them." Zhang Xiangbei walked towards the group of veteran war gods who he had retired with murderous intent. "Including you, we have just reached the upper limit of casualty rate."

Gandaolin was furious, picked up his rifle again, and roared: "Brothers, fight him!"

Although the veteran war gods also picked up their guns, their fighting spirit was clearly broken and their eyes were horrified.

These veteran war gods are all military legends in their respective countries. Which one retired back then and the country did not organize a luxurious retirement ceremony?

But today, this group of legendary bosses have finally risen to the top after going through all kinds of hardships.

After all, he just became one of the 100,000 heavenly soldiers who surrounded and suppressed Sun Wukong.

The bad things they did before ascending could not escape Sun Wukong's sharp eyes.

A majestic and domineering figure.

A sharp and cold Beimang knife instantly pierced into the eyes of the gods of war.

……

After the military exercise, the battlefield was filled with smoke and not to mention corpses.

But it is true that some people have lost their best comrades, some have experienced life-and-death battles, and some have lost their own lives.

How exciting the mobilization before the war was.

The mood after the war was so pessimistic.

The Beimang Army cleaned the battlefield, hugged their comrades who had survived the disaster, and also provided emotional value to some of the brother troops who were standing on the field for the first time.

Bei Mang has experienced more than one war in the outer battlefield.

They can fight better than anyone else.

They are also more afraid of war than anyone else.

But they have to win over everyone.

The group of foreigners were beaten to the point where they did not dare to go to war with China or even think about it.

Prayer cannot buy peace.

True peace is never about groveling, pity, or begging.

But fear.

The fear that penetrated my heart and seeped into my bones.

Beimang has been challenging the bottom line of those colleagues who love peace, are polite and quality, and even claim to be a country of etiquette.

It has not been easy along the way. There have been misunderstandings, slander, and hostility.

But when Beimang exchanged every living life for dignity and dignity, his colleagues finally understood.

In a true country of etiquette, you don't hit me, I teach etiquette, I only condemn.

But you don’t dare to hit me.

You are scared when you look at me, and I tremble when I glare at you.

But I smile kindly at you and look like a kind elder.

Han Dong felt the fear and awe of the prisoners of war from various countries towards the Beimang Army.

All the front armies also felt it, and it was even stronger.

……

Ding ding ding.

The piercing ringtone of the phone rang in the command center.

After all the military bosses got all the news about the military exercise, some of them were afraid to answer the call.

The military exercise was a complete success.

The coalition forces were defeated and completely defeated.

As the victors, these old men didn't have much joy, or in other words, they weren't quite used to such joy.

I don't even dare to act like a winner.

Even Zhao Changying was thinking about the follow-up of this military exercise.

So many war gods from various countries died, and the casualty rate was so bloody.

Every big boss present will be troubled later on.

Maybe, we have to find someone to take the blame.

Only Han Jiangxue made sure that Brother Zhang was fine.

After staying up all day and night, she was full of energy. She walked forward and glanced at Long Fei: "A Fei, why is no one answering the phone?"

Then she reached out, picked up the phone, and put it to her ear.

The person on the other end of the phone spoke fluent English.

Very emotional and irritable.

From time to time, it is also mixed with national quintessence and national curses.

As a traditional Bingshan CEO, Mr. Han not only speaks multiple languages, but is also proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

It's just that these skills are contrary to General Zhang's interests and hobbies, and there is usually little room for him to display them.

"Who killed General Gandaolin? The Chinese military must punish him severely and give us a satisfactory answer! We will also reserve the right to take tough measures!"

At this moment, when she quietly listened to the strong condemnation of the representatives of the Italian military and demanded accountability be held on individuals.

Han Jiangxue looked around and glanced at these military bosses. On her beautiful face, there was a solemn and proud look that was different from the personal relationship between children and children, but full of patriotic sentiment: "Beimang, Zhang Xiangbei."

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Tomorrow 3.