Reborn as a prince, achieve the pinnacle of power

The last moment it was late autumn with abundant fruits. The sun shone through the golden leaves, casting mottled shadows. The breeze gently caressed people's faces, bringing a touch of coolness and comfort.

However, it seemed that at this moment, time suddenly accelerated, and the deep winter of the twelfth lunar month quietly arrived.

In just two months, the world has changed dramatically, as if a silent storm has swept in. The international situation is like a turbulent sea, with undercurrents surging and crises lurking everywhere. Relations between countries have become tense and complicated, and the geopolitical landscape has also undergone major adjustments.

Everyone had just stopped paying attention to the Eastern world, but as if overnight, in the largest black land in the West, there was endless verbal battles.

The international situation is so volatile that people are overwhelmed, and people with a sensitive sense of smell seem to smell the smell of gunpowder.

At this turbulent time, our protagonist, Mr. Chu, behaved uncharacteristically and disappeared from people's sight.

Three days after Muhammad of the Camel Kingdom left the capital, Young Master Chu received a report from his secretary Wu Qingzhu that some facilities of the Lantianmen base at the border between Gansu and Qinghai provinces were ready for use. He rushed here to fulfill his promise to Lin Dingzhong.

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It’s the dead of winter and the wind is biting cold!

It is desolate and silent deep in the mountains.

The birds have flown away from the thousands of mountains, and the people have disappeared from the thousands of paths! This is the most true portrayal.

"Boom boom boom!"

An enhanced "Type 59 Tank" slowly drove into a newly opened test site and stopped.

"Zhang Hao, is it okay for you to operate alone now?"

In the spacious and advanced cockpit, Young Master Chu turned his head and asked his confused cousin.

After three months of recruit training, Zhang Hao has lost all his bad habits as a playboy and now appears calm and capable.

Young Master Chu promoted talented people regardless of their relationship with him and transferred him to his side, making him the first driver of the Super Type 59 Transforming Tank that he had modified.

"Brother, this thing is still called a tank?"

Zhang Hao swallowed with some effort, looking at the cockpit which was obviously much larger than that of an ordinary tank. A word instantly emerged in his mind, "science fiction"!

He was overwhelmed by all the futuristic technology equipment and instruments, as if he was in a whole new world.

“How come this isn’t a tank?”

Young Master Chu said in a light and slightly proud tone, "This is a Type 59. I just enlarged it a little and made some modifications, but the overall appearance remains the same."

Zhang Hao rolled his eyes and curled his lips secretly.

Slightly enlarge it, must change it?

Go fool the ghost!

Compared with the ordinary Type 59, this tank is not only larger in size, but also has a much thicker gun barrel. It also has a cockpit where one can lie down and sleep comfortably. How can it be compared with the crowded and narrow Type 59?

As for those futuristic instruments and equipment, there is no need to go into details.

Even if I am a little dumb, I am not stupid!

"Okay, that's it. I'm going to go out first. Just follow my instructions later."

Young Master Chu patted Zhang Hao on the shoulder and said solemnly: "Haozi, you have to do better for me. Daxia has two million soldiers. You should know why I transferred you to drive this super-transformable tank.

Show me a good performance and don’t let me down.”

"I understand. I will never let you down!"

Zhang Hao thought for a moment, then nodded solemnly.

The two are cousins. Young Master Chu will gradually fade out of the military and turn to politics one day. Then Zhang Hao will be Chu Yuchen's spokesperson in the military.

Young Master Chu's control over the military will be achieved through him.

Of course, Zhang Hao also knew that there must be more than one choice for Young Master Chu in the military. He just had the advantage of being a close relative by blood, but he didn't have that ability.

His cousin would not force him to take the position, as there are plenty of backup candidates for Mr. Chu to choose from.

The hatch at the rear of the tank slowly opened, and Young Master Chu stepped down the gangway, walked out of the tank, and walked towards a group of soldiers wearing winter green uniforms not far away.

At this moment, Lin Dingzhong, who was standing not far away, seemed to be under a spell, his face full of horror, as if he had seen a prehistoric monster, feeling inexplicably terrified.

Who the hell told me this was a tank?

Whose tank looks like this?

He is almost as tall as two people, and his body is at least six meters wide. He is a living target on the battlefield.

If we put this thing on the battlefield, wouldn't that be telling the enemy to fire at me?

Although the 200mm caliber artillery looks ferocious and terrifying, this is no longer the era of cold weapons.

It's useless to look scary.

Could it be that Young Master Chu still thinks that releasing it will scare the enemy into surrender?

Seeing Lin Dingzhong's face full of disbelief, Young Master Chu came up to him with a smug look on his face, and asked with a smile, "Commander Lin, are you scared? How is my tank? How is its momentum? Does it feel like the enemy chieftain can be wiped out in the blink of an eye?"

Lin Dingzhong rubbed his old face, which was red from the cold wind, with his rough palms, and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, saying intermittently:

"Boss Chu... your tank is indeed majestic and impressive, and it makes people tremble with fear... but it... is not practical at all."

Lin Dingzhong gestured with his hands and said excitedly: "With such a tall stature and such a huge body, isn't this a living target that attracts enemy fire?

I can guarantee with my head that if it appears on the battlefield, it will become a pile of scrap metal in less than five minutes. "

"You are right, but don't forget that anything I, Chu Yuchen, produce must be top quality."

Young Master Chu said confidently: "When this thing is unleashed, I guarantee you will be shocked!"

Lin Dingzhong glanced at the steel monster not far away with doubt, hesitated for a moment, and shook his head:

"Boss Chu, this thing is really not suitable for the current battlefield. Why don't you take it back and modify it. At least reduce the size by half, so that there is a chance of survival on the battlefield.

Also, you weigh hundreds of tons, how can you be shaped like a normal vehicle? The army is starting to go the route of being small and exquisite. I really don't see any other use for this big, stupid thing except being a fixed artillery turret."

"never mind."

Chu Yuchen didn't want to have a meaningless argument with Lin Dingzhong, so he waved his hand and said, "Let's see for ourselves. You'll be begging me to equip your troops as soon as possible..."

After Young Master Chu finished speaking, he reached out and fiddled with the headset on his ear, preparing to contact Zhang Hao in the tank.