Rise of an Empire

"General Warren, is this my future teammate?" In the surprised eyes of the seventh team, a handsome young man wearing camouflage uniforms walked out of the phantom tank. Behind him was the entire Vietnam Allied Forces Command. The top officer, Admiral Warren.

"Yes, Team 7 is currently the team with the best performance on the entire Vietnam battlefield. It definitely meets your requirements, Mr. Wei Ting." Admiral Warren said helplessly as he looked at the living ancestor in front of him.

Originally, he was quite happy when he heard that Duke Wetting was taking the lead in participating in military service. After all, having such an iconic figure join the army could greatly increase the enthusiasm of the entire country's youth to join the army, thus solving the problem of a shortage of soldiers.

But who would have thought that this living ancestor would actually come to the battlefield in Vietnam instead of being his spiritual idol at home.

Just come when you say you are coming. Admiral Warren originally thought that this ancestor was going to visit Vietnam's customs and customs, so he decided to let him stay behind the base camp for two months, and then send him back to China with polite gifts. , so hello to you, hello to me, everyone, everything will be fine.

In the end, who would have thought that the Duke of Wetting simply didn't know how to write the word "death" and actually asked to go to the front line to fight.

The entire command was stunned by his request from top to bottom. You said that you, the hereditary duke, the second richest man in the world, and the son-in-law of the president, are living a good life, but you have to go to the front line to fight. How many people are you? Meaning

If Conrad had any shortcomings on the front line, then no one in the entire Allied command from top to bottom would be able to take advantage of it.

It is a pity that even if Admiral Warren personally came to persuade him, he could not stop the other party's determination to commit suicide.

In the end, they had no choice but to find a more suitable combat team.

The overall quality of the seventh team is the highest on the battlefield. The only casualty in the war for more than a year was the unlucky guy who had his legs blown off last month.

Since there was no way to stop someone from seeking death, the staff could only try to find a safer group for someone to join.

At worst, Team 7 will be responsible for peripheral security in the future. Anyway, it is estimated that that kind of super young man just wants to go to the front line to experience the cruelty of the battlefield. He will be crying and shouting to return home in a few months at most.

"Really? Then I'm looking forward to my new teammates." Conrad walked out with a smile and looked at the five guys standing in front of him.

A black man who insists on wearing sunglasses even in the rainforest, this is a direct pass

There is no way, the Duke is an authentic racist. For certain ethnic groups, he hates them from the bottom of his heart and has no good impression at all.

Next to the black man, stood a standard American soldier. He had bright eyes and looked very smart and strong.

Next to the soldier, there was a young man who looked a little immature, but this young man's expression was a little uncomfortable and he felt a little sluggish.

Behind the young man was a muscular man. Seeing his iconic face, the Duke couldn't help but be startled.

Isn't this Stallone? Why didn't he go make movies and become a soldier?

But although he was a little surprised, Conrad had experienced so many storms over the years, and it was just Stallone, so it was really no big deal.

But the woman behind Stallone made his eyes light up immediately.

"There are actually women in the frontline team," the Duke asked with some confusion.

"You look down on me." Tanya was still holding back her curiosity and didn't say anything. But now that she heard that the second-generation ancestor in front of her doubted her ability, she suddenly became angry. She didn't care about her superiority and inferiority, and shouted directly. .

"Sir, this woman has a bad mouth. You must not be like her." John immediately spoke to Conrad.

Dutch immediately pulled Tanya down. The two of them had already recognized the identity of the person coming, and knew that such a big shot was something they couldn't afford to offend.

Duke Wetting, chairman of the Wetting Group, is a well-known figure throughout the United States. I don’t know what someone like him is doing on the front line.