Chapter 1080

San Francisco in the early morning, with fine rain drizzling.

Looking at the gloomy sky outside the window, the daughter chasing the tiger was having fun in the living room.

Looking at the housekeeper chasing closely behind, Zhang Cheng said softly, "Sister Liu, you are old; it's no big deal if the child falls a couple of times. If you fall, that would be troublesome!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Sister Liu said, "Master, am I not worried? It wouldn't be good if she bumps into something!"

"I've said it so many times, don't call me Master; we are our own people!"

Looking at Sister Liu before him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but speak up.

"Understood, Master!"

Speaking to Zhang Cheng, Sister Liu hurriedly chased after the daughter and went out.

Watching Sister Liu's state, Zhang Cheng was also helpless, because he finally understood the speechlessness of Chen Guilin being called Guilin-zai!

Chen Guilin: I have a name and a surname; my name is Chen Guilin!

Zhang Cheng: Okay, Guilin-zai!

Walking in with a newspaper in hand, Marlena sat before the dining table, picked up the milk on the table, and said, "Where is our daughter?"

"Chasing her 'Garfield'!"

Revealing a smile, Zhang Cheng also couldn't understand why she would call a Northeast Tiger "Garfield"!

You have to know, there are many names for tigers, but they definitely don't include this one.

A newborn cub, a cub that just opened its eyes, a big cat that just turned a year old, a variegated one that just reached adulthood, a big worm entering its peak, a white-browed one gradually showing signs of age, a mountain lord reaching its peak, a mysterious altar that exceeds its lifespan...

And beyond the mysterious altar, that is not something ordinary people can come into contact with; they are respectively the Open Wall, the Hegemon State, and the Void...

But after the Void, it has another name, which is the White Tiger Soldier Lord, one of the four divine beasts of the East, its meaning being slaughter!

The mount of the Martial God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming, is a black tiger, which is related to the mysterious altar!

So, in the Jie Sect, it's no problem to call it the mysterious altar, but the problem is, once you leave the Jie Sect, what should you call it!

Looking at the newspaper in his hand, Zhang Cheng looked at the war records, a look of pleasure appearing on his face as he said, "It seems the quagmire of war is about to drag this country into the abyss!"

The Vietnam War is absolutely one of the most loss-making businesses the United States has ever done.

If there is another one, it's them being stubborn and fighting the Peninsula War with the Far East!

And the Vietnam War is still okay, at most losing some money, but the Peninsula War, that truly was the Army being beaten until they almost became autistic!

Now, the veterans who participated in the war can still jump out of bed and run away when they hear the bugle call!

But they don't take the elevator or the stairs when going downstairs, but jump directly out the window...

Because back then, anyone who ran slowly didn't come back!

"You seem very happy?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, Marlena asked.

"My dear, we are serving the war; the United States losing doesn't mean we lost too!"

Looking at Marlena before him, Zhang Cheng explained.

The country loses, it's not like conglomerates like them lose.

The money that should be earned, they won't lose a single cent, so, of course, the bigger the quagmire of war, the better.

Didn't you see Kennedy wanting to stop the war, and then having his skull lifted by someone?

This business isn't a small scuffle of thousands or tens of thousands, but worth trillions!

"Boss, a call from the military!"

Walking over from afar, James looked at Zhang Cheng and immediately spoke up.

"I know!"

Putting down the newspaper in his hand, Zhang Cheng walked toward the study.

After connecting the call, Zhang Cheng spoke with a face full of smiles: "Morning, Ross!"

"Morning, Zhang, but I'm not here to greet you!"

Speaking to Zhang Cheng on the phone, Ross was currently sitting before his desk, looking at the battle report in his hand, a serious look appearing on his face.

Because their Army's losses in the Vietnam War were truly too great, and they needed to draw a portion of elite troops, as well as weapon support.

Through negotiations with various parties, he decided to "borrow" the Special Operations Regiment of the 1st Marine Division!

But if he wanted to get permission, he had to negotiate terms with Zhang Cheng first.

Because this Special Operations Regiment, from personnel to equipment, was basically smashed out with money by the Far East Group; the new weapons within were even more so never shown before, and only the Navy was equipped with them!

"What do you want to do? Borrow money from me? Let me see, how much is left in my wallet!"

Teasing Ross, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but mock him.

Because Ross from the Army coming to find him definitely wouldn't be for a good thing.

"Regarding the 'Falling Leaf Plan' proposed by the Far East Group last time, we have already adopted it; according to the contract, the Army will purchase thirty million dollars worth of 'Agent Orange' in the early stages!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's teasing, Ross became serious.

Because did he need to borrow money from Zhang Cheng? Checking his wallet, wasn't this clearly teasing him?

"You all made this decision very quickly!"

Hearing Ross's words, Zhang Cheng sat before the desk, leisurely opened the drawer, and took out a cigar.

"I need to borrow the Special Operations Regiment of the 1st Marine Division! Because for jungle warfare, you are the experts, right?"

Squinting his eyes, Ross exposed his thoughts.

Hearing Ross's words, Zhang Cheng tapped the table and said, "I haven't managed the Special Operations Regiment for a long time; you need to report it to the Navy!"

"No, Zhang, you and I both understand whose hands the command of this Special Operations Regiment is in; do me a favor, how about it? I need a team capable of attacking fortified positions; I'm about to be promoted to Major General!"

Speaking seriously, Ross couldn't help but plead.

Because of the rotten situation of the war, Ross really wanted to possess a capable troop.

But the problem is, having just experienced the Peninsula War, many veterans were beaten until they had psychological shadows.

And on the complex battlefield of Vietnam, the jungle was like a poisonous snake taking lives; even veterans couldn't survive for long.

After reminders from his staff, Ross thought of the fact that the Army wasn't good at jungle warfare, but the Navy had it!

Having fought in the Pacific theater, the Special Operations Regiment of the 1st Marine Division could be said to have hacked their way from Europe to Tokyo.

Plus the addition of various advanced weapons from the Far East Group, Ross felt that this time he was sure to be promoted to Major General!

Hearing Ross say this, Zhang Cheng thought for a moment and said, "What can I get?"

"The military's Modification Research Department, I will hand it over to the Far East Group to manage!"

Speaking to Zhang Cheng, Ross threw out a condition that was impossible to refuse.

Roasting the cigar, Zhang Cheng immediately revealed a smile and said, "Then I wish us a happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's voice of agreement, Ross's nervous expression also slowly revealed a smile.

He didn't have time to retrain troops now, and besides, the Vietnamese were fierce, but were they fiercer than the 1st Marine Division that had pinned the Japanese Army to the ground for execution?

"Good morning, Vietnam!"

As the armed transport plane roared in the sky, the air-to-ground cannons began to roar constantly.

As the continuous fire completely burned the entire forest, soldiers wearing advanced combat armor descended rapidly from above.

Holding large-capacity grenade launchers, they were armed to the teeth and began to attack toward the surroundings.

"Execute the war order, destroy everything!"

Coldly raising his arm, the soldier looked at the scanner in his hand and issued orders to the people behind him.

And if there were Predators here, they would definitely recognize that these were the weapons left behind by them back then, but now, they had long been improved into detectors!

And the weapons equipped by the Special Operations Regiment were reduced versions; the real blueprints had long been packaged and sent to the Far East after Zhang Cheng developed them!

If this time they still wanted to jump, then they would truly have to say "goodnight"!

(End of chapter)