Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

"Haha, there are weapons from the High Tower Community that can be snatched here, this is too exaggerated."

"Sir, I just got a batch of Aurora goods, large caliber, cheap, are you interested in buying it?"

"Gods be upon me, I just went out today and I found a brand new wild Himas with full fuel and full load!"

Huh? Why do you look like that, Ozawa-san? Don't worry, the world is at peace now, and you don't need to dip beans anymore.

However, at this moment, for the first time in history, all major civilizations are striving for the same cause, the world is sharing the same cold and heat, and the people of the world are united.

Except for a certain country, a guy who usually loves to jump around, as if he wants to get involved everywhere and spread his power all over the world, has inexplicably become quiet.

Even at the emergency meeting of the UN Security Council held that morning, when the rotating president called for intervention, they were one of the only two countries that did not raise their hands, which was very unsociable.

If the White Eagle representative had not been different from another extremely arrogant representative and nodded repeatedly to other representatives with an apologetic look in his eyes, everyone would have suspected that he was a traitor.

"What? We actually refused to provide military assistance to the Yangyue World?"

It was not the turn of others to be surprised. Although his status had dropped a lot, as the first person in White Eagle to see Yangyue, Howard immediately quit the game and rushed to the Waite Palace in a hurry.

"Why don't you send troops? Are we going to sit back and watch the Deep Forest People destroy the Yangyue World? I want to see the President! I want to see the President!"

After all, he is a descendant of local old money and currently one of White Eagle’s senior officials in the Yangyue World. Naturally, the benevolent president received him.

However, my meeting did not equal my explanation. This old man with blurry eyes and as if he had Alzheimer's disease was talking nonsense the whole time.

If the questions were asked urgently, he would just sit there and laugh dryly, leaving him, as a junior and subordinate, with nothing to do but smile awkwardly, and he couldn't get any explanation anyway.

Howard was so annoyed that if the other person wasn't the president, he would have turned into a desk cleaning master and randomly picked out lucky items and started throwing them away.

But just when he was completely disappointed and was about to end this meaningless conversation, the old man in front of him suddenly stopped chattering and said something.

"Well, speaking of this, it reminds me of my youth."

Although he seemed to be in better mental state, the words that came out of his mouth were like an old man telling stories.

"I was really young at that time, a teenager, a handsome guy, and my dream was to become a football star. Oh, did I tell you? I was very talented at that time. I played as a central defender and was a big star in school. Many beautiful girls liked me."

"Unfortunately, my father failed in investment when I was very young, and the family's financial problems never improved. I had to give up my sports dream and go to the University of Delaware, then enter law school to study law. After graduation, I became a lawyer and defended big companies, but I resigned soon and became a public defender, speaking up for those poor African Americans."

"But what's the point of doing this? Even if I wear my lips out and scold my colleagues and judges, I can't change anything. So I decided to run for election. I want to be a member of parliament. I want to change everything according to my will. So I became one of the youngest senators in the federation, climbed up step by step, and finally became what I am today."

"It seems like I'm very successful, but sometimes I feel like a failure. If I had been bolder and braver when I was young, without so many worries, and walked my own path, would I be happier now?"

After taking a sip of the coffee in the cup, the old man raised his head and smiled, and a light suddenly appeared in his eyes, which had been unfocused.

"Howard, you are still young. Remember, don't regret anything, and don't do anything that will make you regret."

Uh, this is in...

Howard frowned in confusion, but suddenly seemed to understand something. He quickly stood up and bowed seriously.

"Okay Mr. President, sorry to bother you, bye!"

He walked out of the Waite Palace quickly, took out his cell phone, and wanted to contact his driver to go home quickly, but was stopped by someone.

When he looked up, he found a middle-aged man who looked familiar to him.

"Excuse me, Mr. Thomas, would you be willing to honor me by having dinner with these two friendly old men?"

Howard sighed, but finally got into the luxury car in silence, gradually left the city and entered a manor.

He was led by the waiter to a small hall. He pushed open the walnut door with luxurious patterns and saw two people sitting inside who were very familiar to him.

On the left is Major General Chester, one of the White Eagle's most senior military attachés stationed in Yangyue World and Howard's second most important leader.

As for the right side...yes, it's that man!

"Haha, look who's here? Oh, I knew you would come!"

The tall old man, who was obviously more energetic than the president, stood up with a smug smile on his ruddy face.

Although the major general was not as enthusiastic, as another White Eagle big shot who was willing to get things done, he already had a good relationship with Howard.

So Howard didn't act pretentiously and just sat on an empty chair and joined this meeting which was called a dinner but was actually a negotiation.

There is no need to guess what they are going to discuss. At least at the beginning of the topic, it is about a series of major events that have happened in Yangyue recently.

After the White Eagle representative to the Adhesion Country used his veto power, it was not just the young masters like Howard who wanted to do something. Ordinary White Eagle people on the Internet were also indignant. They all felt that as the leaders of the earth and the beacon of mankind, how could they not take the lead at this time! ?

Therefore, as the representative of the other side, the man naturally made a big fuss about this, so much so that he had actually publicly criticized this cowardly behavior in a speech today, and even cursed the president, which directly increased his online support rate by several percentage points.

So, under such influence, his chances of winning the election at the end of this year have suddenly increased a lot, so he naturally wants to take this opportunity to get as many cards into his arms as possible, such as Major General Chester, who has always been at odds with Lieutenant General Hunter, and Howard, who is working hard for this matter.

Just like he was attending a family dinner and talking to his younger generation, the man said a lot of nice things to Howard and promised him a lot of benefits.

Of course, in return, Howard, who has always been the White Eagle's non-stick pan, can no longer remain immune and must switch to his forces together with his Glorious Alliance.

In this way, he will own two of the three first-line super teams in White Eagle, and can hype his popularity and market his success in the Yangyue world without any worries.

Howard naturally knew the other party's plan, but after a little thought, he finally reluctantly agreed to the other party's request.

But the prerequisite is that the right to self-determination within the Glorious Alliance must be guaranteed, and the man does not have the power to arbitrarily fire or install his cronies.

"Of course, my friend, of course!"

No matter how good they were, they were still someone else's soldiers, so the man did this just to gain a stance. After all, he cared more about his own Seven Heroes, so he naturally agreed without hesitation.

But Howard was still a little nervous, especially when he saw the man immediately change the subject and start talking to Chester about military support, so he quickly asked.

"Sir, I'm sorry I forgot to ask, when are we going to send reinforcements to the Sun Moon World?"

However, this man, who was known for his competence and decisiveness, had completely lost his previous generosity and just evaded him with words like "as soon as possible" and "arrange it right away".

"We will announce our support tomorrow, for sure!"

Then he continued to brag about what he would do after becoming president, what documents he would sign, and how he would vent all the grievances he had suffered in the past few years.

Howard then fell into silence, sat there for a while, left the party on the pretext of being drunk, and stood in the corridor, staring at the moonlight outside the window in a daze.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard footsteps behind him. It was Major General Chester, who was rarely seen without a military cap.

Howard smiled out of habit and was about to say something polite, but the other party spoke first.

"Why, are you a little disappointed with the reply?"

Howard's disguise was exposed on the spot, but he quickly covered it up.

"Uh… no, I just…"

"It's normal to be disappointed. Life is so long, disappointment is inevitable."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Unlike the president who hides his incompetence because he is powerless, and the gentleman who shows off because he is eager to do things, Major General Chester is a fairly "standard" man.

With a wife who has been with him for decades, a son who is serving in the military, and a smart grandson, White Eagle looks like one of the classic old tough guys in Hollywood blockbusters of the last century.

As if at any moment she would say to the tough male protagonist, who had just divorced and was fighting for custody of his daughter, "We need you to come back and serve our country, soldier!"

Howard sighed and scratched his hair.

"Sir, I'm just confused. Is it because I have some Chinese blood? I always feel like I don't fit in here..."

The major general smiled silently, walked to his side, stroked his beard, and asked a seemingly irrelevant question.

"Boy, did you know I have some African blood in me?"

"Yes, your grandmother..."

"That's right! Things were different back then. When I was in school, I was bullied by others because of this incident. They even used knives to bully me!"

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing an ugly scar.

"This is the medal I am most proud of! Because it is with it that I earned the first dignity in my life!"

Howard thought about it.

"You mean, since you can't change others, then change yourself?"

"Correct!"

But the major general spoke with determination and passion, and after blurting out the word, he immediately sighed.

"But who doesn't understand this? Everyone understands it! Howard, each of us has been young. Are they already dead when they first stepped into this place?"

"It's just that with the hardships of life and the passage of time, everyone has changed their appearance, ambitions, and positions, and has embarked on a different path from the beginning."

Howard fell silent for a long time.

"I don't really agree with either of them..."

"Then bravely take the third path! Young man, this is your only advantage! You can regret it when you are in the coffin!"

At this point, Chester took out a cigar, tore it open with his bare hands and lit it up, looking as cool as a movie character.

But before turning and leaving, he still whispered something.

"But considering that I will definitely go first, I will lead the way this time. I can't let down the name of our ancestors!"

Howard was stunned for a moment, then he stood up straight and saluted.

"Yes, General Nimitz!"

Although the proposal in the United Nations Security Council was vetoed by White Eagle, the power of the United Nations comes from the great powers, and the life and death of Zhang the Butcher has nothing to do with whether the pork has hair or not.

So even if Ying and his father don't want to come, everyone in the class can still go on the autumn outing to Yangyue World, and maybe we can have more fun without him.

Therefore, three days later, when the Deep Forest Army arrived at the Huguo Pass and the Glowing Heart was only one step away from falling and Qixia City becoming a little Paris in another world, an unprecedented and extremely powerful roar suddenly came from the sky.

"This is……"

The players who were beaten to a pulp raised their heads with difficulty, and looked at the sky in confusion along with the Yangyue natives beside them.

Until one of the guys slapped his thigh.

"I remember now. I heard it when I was at an air show before. This is clearly... This is clearly the fucking one!"

As if to confirm his words, it was higher than ever before! Faster than ever before! Stronger than ever before! Countless black dots flew over from the horizon, cutting through the clouds and whistling over the battlefield.

There are naturally some knowledgeable military fans among the players. They took photos and looked at them, and quickly recognized that these were clearly active fighter jets from many countries on the earth!

Although they did not form the same formation, at least now, they fought together!

Moreover, compared with the pioneer flying units that entered the battlefield last time, this batch of new equipment is two or even one generation more advanced!

Therefore, except for a few extremely powerful black hole gods who relied on the incredible ability of concentrating the magic power of everyone around them to support a higher-level shield, neither the cavalry nor the priests could withstand their intensive air strikes and were directly blown to pieces.

Dark Flame's consciousness naturally couldn't just stand there and take the beating. Seeing the ground units being defeated, the long-lost Dragon Legion descended on the battlefield again, howling in the wind, and pounced on these steel raptors from another direction.