Chapter 1037

South Pacific, Guadalcanal,

feeling the spread of the "Black Death", Nimitz felt fear toward the Far East Group for the first time.

Because they had never told him that this weapon could perform indiscriminate attacks on humans and animals!

"See that? Commander, this is the gift the Far East Group gave you. With it, we can conquer this place very soon!"

Looking at Nimitz beside him, the colonel's eyes flashed with light, because for him, doing things for money and getting promoted, what reason was there to refuse?

"You're right!"

Hearing the colonel's words beside him, Nimitz also revealed a smile.

Turning around, Nimitz immediately shouted angrily, "Order the fleet to continuously drop 'TX-3'! I want to bury all the Japanese troops on this entire island right here!"

"Yes, Commander!"

Hearing Nimitz's words, the colonel immediately saluted.

On the beach, in the safety zone that had been marked out,

soldiers were reveling around a bonfire, because the consecutive days of jungle warfare had already made them feel like they were collapsing.

But now, with the appearance of the "Black Death", they were liberated.

After all, who wouldn't be willing to win without having to play cat and mouse in the jungle?

Grilling steaks, Logan and the others were sitting together.

Walking up, Zhang Cheng put down a box of wine in his hand and said, "Hahaha, it seems your expressions are very uncomfortable!"

"Bastard, you almost killed us!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng angrily, Logan couldn't help but scold.

Because he hadn't expected the effect of the "Black Death" to be so powerful, actually allowing him and Victor to enjoy the feeling of being near death!

Facing the complaints of the two, Zhang Cheng helplessly spread his hands and said, "This is war, isn't it? Guys!"

"Are you the president of the Far East Group?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, Victor was surprised.

Because he always heard James call him "Boss", but thought it was just a nickname; he didn't expect that today he would suddenly discover this guy was a real-deal financial tycoon!

"That's right, let me introduce myself. I am Zhang Cheng of the Far East, from California and Kansas. 'Cheng' as in integrity!"

Extending his hand, Zhang Cheng looked at the two and said, "As for why I have to add these two places, that's because I am the absolute uncrowned king there!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in surprise, Logan looked at James suspiciously and said, "Is his brain normal?"

"My boss is very normal, because he didn't lie to you. In Kansas and California, what the Far East Group says is more effective than Roosevelt!"

Indifferently shrugging his shoulders, James couldn't help but explain.

It was just like how the Roosevelt family had the final say in New York; whatever Zhang Cheng wanted to do in these two places, the governors and congressmen would have to come out and express their approval by the afternoon!

"What a terrifying guy. Then why did you come here?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Logan bit his cigar and then opened the wine in his hand.

"Because I like war. Whether it's annihilation warfare, blitzkrieg, strike warfare, defensive warfare, encounter warfare, or even plain warfare... I like them all very much, because I will always kill any enemy at any time!"

Laughing as he explained, Zhang Cheng picked up the beer and poured it down his throat, then couldn't help but stand up and roar excitedly, "Especially this Pacific War. I will kill every Japanese soldier I encounter here, just like slaughtering dogs, hahahaha!"

Looking at the crazy guy in front of him, Victor couldn't help but narrow his eyes and say, "He really is a lunatic!"

"Although he is my boss, I really want to say, indeed so!"

Helplessly shrugging his shoulders, James explained with raised eyebrows.

Because when they raided Tokyo, this guy was driving a bomber and crashed directly into the Imperial Palace.

You have to know, there were nearly two tons of incendiary bombs inside the bomber.

Although they only found out afterward that the Showa boy wasn't blown to death, it accidentally burned everyone around the Imperial Palace into "well-done people".

And they weren't burned to death, but suffocated.

Because incendiary bombs consume a large amount of air, so after two tons of incendiary bombs went down, within a radius of twenty miles, basically no humans or animals were left.

As for how many civilians died miserably because of this, did Zhang Cheng care? No, he didn't care at all; he only hated himself for not bringing more incendiary bombs back then, so he could have set the whole of Tokyo on fire!

Every generation has its own mission. Under the circumstances of near national extinction, the martyrs wrote the outline of national history and wrote farewell letters, but they never thought of surrendering!

Looking at history from the perspective of later generations, one can lightly say that it was just the darkness before the dawn.

But who could imagine that the darkness of that year almost made all Chinese people unable to breathe, even reaching the point where the old and young went to the battlefield and fought in blood!

Had they seen hope? No, from the beginning of the War of Resistance, they were continuously sacrificing, wave after wave, never having fear.

Seven hundred thousand soldiers of the Qian Army left, and not one returned home; every family in the Sichuan Army hung white banners; the Xiang Army fought to the death; the Yue Army, the Dian Army...

This was the hope that countless people walked out of with their blood and mud on their feet!

Therefore, what Zhang Cheng could do was respect the "opponents" and give them the most cruel torture!

Silently drinking, Zhang Cheng looked at the starry sky, his eyes continuously flickering.

"Help, help, we surrender!"

Just as everyone was resting, a faint cry came from the distant mountain forest.

When Zhang Cheng walked up, he saw many ragged Japanese soldiers crawling out in pain.

Raising a smile at the corner of his mouth, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "Hey, guys, they want help! May I ask, is our God here?"

"Hahaha, Zhang, as God, why don't you have mercy on them!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the American soldiers who gathered around laughed one after another.

Because in the entire special operations battalion, he was the most bloodthirsty.

"War is unjust, so I have decided to choose one person from among you to save. May I ask, who should I save?"

Looking at the surrendering Japanese soldiers in front of him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but tease.

"I think he should be able to survive!"

"How about this one?"

Just as everyone was discussing, Victor threw out a knife and smiled, "Whoever is alive, isn't that the person?"

"Oh, my God, Victor, you guy is really too cruel!"

Watching Victor throw down the weapon, the other American soldiers also threw down their sabers one after another.

Looking at the weapons on the ground, the Japanese soldiers first looked left and right, then hesitated one after another.

But in the next second, Zhang Cheng snatched the submachine gun from the soldier beside him and pulled the trigger directly, saying, "Kill, kill quickly, if they don't die, how can you survive!"

Accompanied by Zhang Cheng shooting a few people to death, the remaining Japanese soldiers revealed ferocious expressions and bit each other.

Watching them kill their former companions, the American soldiers laughed out loud.

Because they knew too well that no one would survive tonight.

After all, as the special operations battalion of the 1st Marine Division, they had quite a few people die at the hands of the Japanese, so, were they joking with God by wanting to survive?

"I, I survived!"

Raising his blood-covered arm, a Japanese soldier staggered forward and said, "Save me, save me, I'm not going to make it!"

But before he could get close, Zhang Cheng directly raised the submachine gun in his hand and said, "God will save you, but I am not God!"

"Da da da!"

Cold bullets pierced through his body, and the Japanese soldier fell into a pool of blood.

And watching this scene, the others cheered, holding beer in their hands and laughing, just like demons!

(End of chapter)