"Mussolini finally couldn't sit still and wanted to get some benefits in North Africa. This has nothing to do with us, but the Germans seized Crete, what does it mean..."

Even when Mike Lang discusses military-related matters, his smell of businessman can be smelled from afar. The difference is that there is another person next to him - Song Ziwen.

When he saw someone, Tang Yunyang's eyes were no longer as indulgent in front of his brothers, and he felt a little more vigilant. Of course, he was not worried that Song Ziwen would dare to do anything to use his power for personal gain, because as of now, no one has survived the "global hunting order" of the Federation of China.

"Okay, Mr. Song, please tell me about our investment in Zion. On behalf of the military, I would like to believe that our property is guaranteed there!"

Song Ziwen habitually helped his glasses, and then spoke in private Wenwen. However, when he spoke to Tang Yunyang, he was cautious with 20 points. Because according to rumors, the Satan Eagle in front of him probably had no more favorable feelings for the world's profiteering business except Mike Lang and Charles King.

Moreover, Song Ziwen is definitely not worried about the investment of the Chinese Federation in Zion or other countries in the Middle East. He doesn’t need to worry about it. Only those who are fighting there must worry. What he knows is that some Chinese Federation’s industries in the Middle East have been regarded as minefields by those belligerent countries, and they have a sign.

"There is a Chinese federal industry within 500 meters, please take a detour!"

Especially in places where the Chinese Federation is densely populated, the more the warring parties are regarded as a place of complete death. Not only do they orbit the ground, but even fighter jets in the sky will also orbit. Because the Chinese Federation's enterprises, under any circumstances, infringement of intellectual property rights will become a reason for military strikes.

As the commander of the Middle East Theater Command of the Chinese Federation in the Middle East, Li Guozhu sent fighter planes to patrol the sky every day, and airships hovered near these industries. As the Israeli Zion column and the Arab coalition forces on both sides, no one came out to say anything.

"Of course, Mr. President, the purpose of my visit is not to meet you because our industries in the Middle East may be violated, but…"

Song Ziwen looked at Mike Lang with some embarrassment, as if he did not dare to tell Tang Yunyang about his plans.

As the Minister of Economic Affairs, Mike Lang is certainly not afraid of Tang Yunyang, but he doesn't want his people in the Ministry of Economic Affairs to be afraid of Tang Yunyang. Therefore, he glanced at Song Ziwen and instead started a fire at Tang Yunyang.

"I said, you have become the president. Have you forgotten that without us like the prodigal businessmen in Nancy City, how did you organize the Chinese Defense Forces and how could you return to the Chinese Federation? If we weren't there, would you have such high-end leather chairs now?"

Mike Lang rolled up his eyes and started to quarrel, which made Tang Yunyang dizzy. He raised his hands and shook it a few times as if he surrendered.

"I said Mike Laolang, am I that kind of person? I have always respected you very much..."

As he spoke, his face quickly calmed down. It was all his fault for his occupational disease - the habit of scrutiny. Regardless of the career of the special forces, the ups and downs of Nancy City, and the east-west killing after the founding of the country, he had made him accustomed to such an expression.

But Mike Lang's unique reminder just told him that he is the president of the Chinese Federation and cannot be just a stern face like in the past. Moreover, his reminder also pointed out that what Song Ziwen said would be a matter with huge commercial interests.

"And you, Mr. Song, I said that our President will not bite people. Although he is not as handsome as me, it is not his fault to be ugly!"

Mike Langcai, who has been brothers for decades and served as president of the Chinese Federation for two terms, doesn't care whether this is the president's office. As long as he wants to say, he dares to speak loudly anywhere. Of course, this must be the Chinese Federation. If it were Taizu of a certain dynasty (hehe, it's a disharmonious Qing Dynasty!), he would probably have pulled this guy out and chopped him out long ago.

These words made Song Ziwen laugh very embarrassedly. Although he knew the relationship between Tang Yunyang and Mike Lang, and the strict laws of the Chinese Federation to protect freedom of speech, for some reason, whenever he saw Tang Yunyang, there was always a cold air on his back.

"Probably, why did this president kill too many people? The General Bai Qi of the Qin Dynasty only killed 400,000 people, and he..."

Yes, since Tang Yunyang started to have force in France, until today, he and his troops have bought lives. This includes Batavia's suppression of the riots, the jungle massacre of guerrillas, and the recovery of Gurkha and other places. Those bloody things were probably all added to Tang Yunyang by Song Ziwen.

Soon Song Ziwen threw the things in his mind aside, and it was time to show his talent with all his might.

"Yes, President, Mr. Minister, please take a look. This is a message sent by our statistics company under the Ministry of Economic Affairs (peripheral gambling organizations, including gambling for the World War). The news we just got was that the Italian army and the Spanish army had invaded French Morocco. Although the French army bought a lot of equipment from the Chinese Federation, their main air force is now in the UK, so..."

Song Ziwen handed the information in his hand to Tang Yunyang and Mike Lang. After introducing the situation, he deliberately delayed the conversation, as if he was waiting for Tang Yunyang to make a decision.

This is just a common method used by merchants. He is obviously powerful and just wait for the other party to express his attitude. However, Song Ziwen miscalculated Tang Yunyang. Since he became the president of the Federation of China today, he is still a soldier in his bones.

"So...Mr. Song, please continue to talk, okay? This is the Office of the President of the Chinese Federation. Please believe that no matter what we say here, there will be no problem!"

Just one urge to make Song Ziwen's liver tremble again.

"When...of course...Mr. President, you see, according to the statistics of the information company, the war bets are believed that we will not help the French side, because due to the existence of Canary, there is probably no approval from the Chinese Federation, and the Spanish and Italian governments dare not carry out such military operations at all, so we may be able to send some of the flying troops of Thunder International to Morocco, of course if the French requested..."

Tang Yunyang suddenly understood Song Ziwen's thoughts. He glared at him in surprise and looked at the two guys in front of him with green eyes in disbelief.

"This...you mean...this is cheating!"

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But the cheating problem that he was attracted now made Tang Yunyang wonder. Mike Lang's eyes emitted green light, just as if he was hungry, and Tang Yunyang was just a good lamb. When he spoke, he also had the smell of a wolf grandmother.

"Hey, brother, don't be confused. Do you know how much we will get if we win this bet? And you know, the members of Congress are always full of favor for France. Even if we can't help France openly, we can delay their failure, or Thunder International will go there to peacekeeping, which is a good move!"

Tang Yunyang smiled bitterly. Of course, he knew how much money would be involved in global war gambling, especially when the global tendency was on one side, and the amount of funds added to the odds was already a huge amount for the Chinese Federation.

But the question now is that if Thunder International appears there, it will probably indicate the tendency of the Chinese Federation. Italy and Spain can just give them some compensation afterwards. But what about the anti-China alliance? If the Chinese Federation helps France, will the Americans doubt France's intentions and eventually lose this most important backdoor?

When it comes to the international situation, Tang Yunyang always doesn't like to think too much. Although he is not afraid of hurting his brain cells, the international situation is just unpredictable. Could it be that a small bet can affect the international situation? Wouldn't that be too scammer?

But just when he had no decision, the battle situation in French and Morocco had already broken to a considerable level. De Gaulle was also at a loss when facing such an offensive.

In the sky, groups of meteors, meteor-like medium bombers, or gunboats equipped with small caliber guns were raging on the battlefield between the French Army and foreign corps. Razor rotor attack aircraft, group of airships gushed out of the sky.

No matter what kind of bunkers are facing such an attack, they are not very reliable. The coast, which is mainly defended by the army, is lost, and the resistance along the main highway is also broken through one after another under the opponent's air strike.

Although Charles de Gaulle had already asked the French star fighter fleet to return from the UK as soon as possible, and even asked the UK and France to send a joint fleet. However, the distance could not relieve the near thirst, and after landing, the Western Union was in a state of unstoppable momentum.

Faced with such a situation, De Gaulle asked himself sadly.
Chapter completed!