Chapter 1017

San Francisco, remote arsenal.

Gazing at the high-tech weapons placed on the table, Tesla's face revealed a look of shock.

Because he had never believed in the existence of aliens before, but now, Zhang Cheng had placed the facts before him.

Looking at these "backward" weapons that far exceeded the current civilization, he asked in disbelief, "This is truly magical!"

"You are right, so, can you replicate them?"

Gazing at Tesla before him, Zhang Cheng could not help but ask, pointing at a suit of armor and saying, "This is nanotechnology!"

"Nanotechnology?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, Tesla pondered for a moment and said, "How do you know?"

"I have communicated with their chieftain!"

Explaining to Tesla, Zhang Cheng smiled.

"Currently speaking, it is very difficult to replicate these weapons, but have you never considered snatching their spaceship?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Tesla spoke with a face full of "hate that iron doesn't become steel."

"Ah?"

Looking at Tesla in shock, Zhang Cheng was left a bit confused by this question.

They were pulling from space, how could he snatch it? He couldn't fly either.

Besides, at that time, Zhang Cheng was in no mood to snatch a spaceship. After all, he had turned around and started fighting with the Zerg!

However, just after Tesla finished saying this sentence, he looked at the Zerg remains and said, "They are truly beautiful! They perfectly conform to everything in the theory of evolution, abandoning all useless organs... just for the sake of attacking."

But just as Tesla was speaking, he looked at Zhang Cheng and said, "But, how did you defeat them?"

"I have a vampire legion in my hand!"

Looking at Tesla earnestly, Zhang Cheng became serious.

"If that is the case, then that is indeed possible, but the number of Zerg is in the thousands..."

Just as Tesla was muttering, Zhang Cheng said awkwardly, "Please be quick. A just war needs us to make a contribution!"

"There is no such thing as a just war in the world; those are just mutual slaughter between those in power!"

Gazing at Zhang Cheng, Tesla stared at him meaningfully.

"You are right, there is no just war, only just victors!"

Hearing Tesla say this, Zhang Cheng turned and left this place.

Because he was truly afraid that Tesla would put him on the operating table in the next second.

Time passed in the blink of an eye to two years later, and the war also entered a white-hot stage.

The current Far East Group, although not to the point of covering the sky with one hand, had gradually gained control of the entire San Francisco.

Under the circumstances where various consortiums were desperately monopolizing industries, Zhang Cheng had not only put in enough effort in the military industry but had also not fallen behind in the pharmaceutical industry!

The fierce European battlefield had also ushered in its most dangerous moment at this moment.

That was the start of the Battle of Verdun.

As the European meat grinder, both sides had invested hundreds of divisions here.

Due to the fact that the Thompson submachine gun had not appeared in the original battle, but now, this place had truly become hell, even if it was not much different from the subsequent Battle of the Somme!

As a group that profited from selling weapons, Zhang Cheng had achieved extraordinary success in this battle.

That was being hailed by Europeans as a cold-blooded speculator!

However, regarding this honor, Zhang Cheng did not care at all. After all, he was just a businessman!

Besides, he hadn't personally entered the field, which was already giving both sides face.

Before Gaul turned into a "black chicken," they were actually quite capable of fighting.

After all, they had once created history, which was following Emperor Napoleon to step across Europe and sweep across the world!

But glory could only continue to this point. After all, one-third of the men followed Saint Joan of Arc to heaven, one-third of the men followed their emperor to conquer hell, and one-third of the men died in the trenches of Verdun.

And the last man stood in the ruins, tightly clutching the medal in his hand, but did not know how to restore the former empire!

He was Charles de Gaulle!

They won World War I, they won Verdun, but they lost the empire!

In the office filled with thick smoke, Zhang Cheng held a cigar, but his eyes were flashing with light.

He did not care about the war in Europe, but more than one of his merchant ships had been blown up.

Because the Germans had gone crazy; as long as it was a ship, they were now attacking indiscriminately.

Regarding this, Zhang Cheng was also very annoyed. After all, if the orders could not be delivered, he would have to pay compensation.

However, fortunately, regarding this situation, Zhang Cheng had no intention of fulfilling his responsibilities at all. After all, the ships were blown up by the Germans. If they had the ability, they should go find the other party for compensation. His ships had been blown up too!

Gaul: I let you transport some goods, and you're either windy or rainy. Boss, I'm fighting a war!

Zhang Cheng: You're still talking? It's all your fault, you jinx. If you were capable of fighting, would my ships have been blown up and sunk?

"Boss, news came from the sea that our No. 2 merchant ship has also been blown up and sunk!"

Coming to Zhang Cheng's side, Lai Fujie became serious.

"Damn it, have the Germans gone crazy? They even blow up my slave ships!"

Slapping the table in a fit of rage, Zhang Cheng could not help but roar, "A ship is worth several thousand dollars. Even if I sold them at a discount, I could buy several dogs to tie at the door..."

Thinking of the crazy Germans, Zhang Cheng did not want to speak at this moment.

Because let alone his ships, now they were blowing up anyone's ships!

After all, both sides were fighting to the point where they were almost at the stage of bayonets!

However, just when Zhang Cheng was cursing, there was a knock on the door outside.

Looking at such a polite person, Zhang Cheng could not help but become puzzled and said, "Come in!"

Walking into the office, Bai Xuanling looked at this scene and could not help but wave his hand and say, "Mr. Zhang, don't you need to open the window for ventilation?"

"The smoke is indeed a bit heavy. Lai Fujie, open the window!"

Hearing Bai Xuanling's words, Zhang Cheng also had a face full of smiles.

Before long, just after the window was opened, Zhang Cheng looked at Bai Xuanling and said, "May I ask what business brings President Bai to see me this time!"

Gazing at Bai Xuanling before him, Zhang Cheng still respected him quite a bit.

After all, the other party was not only a first-generation Chinese worker but also protected his compatriots in a foreign land. Regardless of which point, it was worthy of Zhang Cheng's respect!

When you are out and about, if you don't even protect your own compatriots, then you are probably useless!

Just like Zhang Cheng, although he had no bottom line in his conduct, he usually left a way out for his own people!

"I came to see Mr. Zhang this time because I want to buy some weapons!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Bai Xuanling smiled.

And upon hearing Bai Xuanling's words, Zhang Cheng opened his mouth to say, "Are you buying them for the family, or buying them for yourself?"

"Is there a difference?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, Bai Xuanling became curious.

"If you are buying them for the family, I will give them to you for free. After all, if they are sent to the sea, the Germans will only blow me up. Rather than that, it's better to give them to you. But if you are buying them for yourself, you aren't planning to use them to fight me, are you?"

Gazing at Bai Xuanling before him, Zhang Cheng smiled.

"Mr. Zhang is joking. How could I possibly fight you?"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Bai Xuanling was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

And looking at Bai Xuanling, Zhang Cheng could not help but be surprised and said, "You aren't really going to fight me, are you?"

"Hahahaha, you are being naughty!"

Pointing at Zhang Cheng and laughing, Bai Xuanling could not help but become happy.

And just at this moment, a cowboy who walked in from outside said, "Boss, Xiao Enhua is here!"

"Let him in!"

Speaking to the cowboy, Zhang Cheng discovered that Bai Xuanling's appearance was slightly nervous, and he could not help but become puzzled.

(End of chapter)