Manhattan Reborn 1978

David is in the office, adjusting.

Outside, Ben heard that David had taken some time off and knocked on the door to come in.

"Sir, I've got the phone from Auston and called Carl."

"Karl said that regarding the construction of the top floor, there is not much problem with the government. It is mainly the community committee that has some troubles."

"Community board?"

"Yes, if we add floors, we need approval from the community committee."

"Ben, do you have experience with this? I mean would the community board be okay with that?"

Ben, shaking his head and shrugging.

David scratched his head. It seemed that Jean still needed someone to find a way to deal with this committee.

"Ben, if you call Karl again, just tell him that I invited him to attend the nightclub opening party tonight, and I will meet and chat with him tonight."

"Okay, sir. Anything else?"

David waved and picked up the phone.

Ben, quietly withdrew.

"Hey, Black Mike! Are those two slackers up?"

"Haha, not yet, what's wrong David?"

"Come to the company together. There are a lot of things going on today, and I need your help!"

"Okay, I'll be here soon!"

After hanging up the phone, David called Cohen again.

"Hey man ~ how are you?"

Cohen recognized David's voice there.

"Not bad, boss. What's wrong? Do you need me to do anything?"

"Um...yes, our nightclub is opening tonight, and there will be many unexpected guests attending. I need you to bring all the people, fully armed, to perform security tasks outside the nightclub tonight."

"Everyone is fully armed? Boss, are you sure!?"

"Of course Cohen, this is the first time our security guards will all show up. Let your guys be serious! The police will be responsible for the surrounding blocks at night, and we ourselves will be responsible for the area around the nightclub."

"Haha! No problem boss. These boys can't sit still."

"Just in time, you also want to meet the guests tonight. You all should arrive early in the afternoon and be alert."

Cohen's voice became serious: "Okay, boss. Starting from 14:300 this afternoon, I will take everyone from the base to the designated location, and start a full vigilance within [-] meters around the nightclub. Until tomorrow morning , or the boss orders evacuation."

Reliable!

David grinned.

"Haha, okay Cohen, thank you! I'll see you tonight!"

"See you tonight, boss!"

David smiled and hung up the phone. It seemed that the security company should have no problem with Cohen.

Cohen's side.

He put down the phone, leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and lit a cigarette for himself.

Sitting opposite him was an old man in his 50s with a gray beard.

"Is this our boss?"

"Yes, David Coleman, the boss of Da Group."

"Is he the lucky guy you mentioned who built a group company in a month?"

"Haha, yes, it's him!"

"Is he about the same age as your son?"

"He's two years older than my son."

"Then where are we going tonight? To protect him from being shot?" The old man sneered, put out the cigarette butt, and lit one for himself. .

Cohen stopped smiling. He sat up straight and looked at the old man opposite him seriously.

"Jackal, how long have we known each other?"

Jackal looked back and recalled: "It must have been sixteen or seven years!"

Cohen shook his head: "17 years, seven months and 13 days!"

"Do you remember this?"

"Of course man! From the moment I met you in training camp, I knew that if we didn't die on that damn battlefield. We were going to be good friends!"

"I remember in training camp, your best friend was the Bulls kid from California, right?"

"Yes, he died in a quagmire and was shot through the stomach by a little boy who shot a black gun."

The jackal smoked in silence.

"How old are you, Jackal?"

"Why are you interested in my age? I'm not even 50 yet!"

"Yes, you are less than 50 years old, but you are already old, jackal!"

"Shit! The total number of boys you have now is not enough for me to kill! In front of me, they are just a group of kids who can shoot!"

"Wow, are you going to compare to these guys who come back from the war and are going crazy and suicidal?"

"Jackal, is this the majesty you want to show now?!"

The anger that the jackal had just raised was vented again.

After Cohen accidentally saved David in front of the bank that day.

He was there for the whole party that night at the Wildfire Bar.

I listened to Forrest Gump telling stories from a distance and saw the closeness of David and Morgan's families.

"Jackal, I talked to the boys who met David."

"The establishment of DA Security Company is to help these soldiers who have been unable to return to their families and live a normal life after retirement, and are facing being eliminated by society."

"In the three years since I knew the war was over, hundreds of retired soldiers have chosen to commit suicide for various reasons."

"It's not even news anymore, people are numb and ignore it."

"Jackal, your experience is not unique! It is a problem faced by all retired soldiers."

"Compared with what you are going through, they are living in hell!"

"Now that we have Da Security, it is willing to accept and help these young men, so that they can find their own kind, comrades, and friends. Get their help, care, and care!"

"These are the reasons why I came to New York!"

"I don't care if David has something to hide or plots!"

"I only believe what I see, Jackal!"

"Now there are more than 30 great guys in this training base, and half of them are less than 30 years old, man!"

"The government, family, friends, and relatives have all chosen to give up on them. I can't give up!"

"I can't watch them do stupid things in a daze. I can't watch them choose to shoot their own heads in the end! Leave this world cowardly!"

"cannot!"

Cohen's speaking speed became faster and faster, and the cigarette that was still burning in his hand was crushed into pieces in his palm.

"You have also seen their condition in the past two days. I am asking them to contact more comrades and friends to come here."

"David boy once said, help them if you can."

"Then I will start taking action now to find more boys in need of help so that they can see some hope and find a reason to continue living!"

"Jackal! I don't care what shit you think about David boy, I don't care!"

"I want you here to train these boys!"

"Let them focus more and forget about those bad things and experiences."

"Let them rediscover themselves during training and find comrades and friends who can rely on each other and fight together."

"Let them survive the potentially dangerous missions in the future!"

"Let them stand in the sun, breathe fresh air and eat delicious food."

“Shout, laugh, and make noise with your comrades and friends!”

"Forget all the unhappiness and unwillingness, and live again! Let them live happily!"

"For these, I can do everything I can!"

"Including being a nanny and bodyguard for David boy, protecting him from being killed by others, and even wiping the dog poop from his butt!"

"I can do all these things! I don't fucking care!"

At the end of Cohen's words, his voice was low, his body relaxed, he looked down at his hands, and leaned back in his chair.

The jackal looked at his old friend Cohen in silence, his lips trembling a few times.

He couldn't tell what shit he was feeling.

Waves of suffocation made Jackal's chest feel uncomfortable, making him somewhat breathless.

As a dead man, he can sit here, Cohen saved him again.

After a moment of silence.

He took a deep breath, stood up, lowered his head, adjusted his military uniform, and put on the Green Beret in his hand.

Look at Cohen, stand at attention, and salute!

The voice loudly shouted: "The jackal is waiting for your order, sir!"