"Woo~~~"

With the dull hum of a whistle, a passenger ship from the Mediterranean slowly approached the civilian docks in the London Concession. Zhang Cheng, who was standing next to the side of the boat, tightened his military uniform, put on his military hat, and waved to the crowd on the dock with a smile on his face.

The Thames is still a busy scene. It is the largest and most prosperous port in Europe. Under the continuous promotion of the Ming Empire over the years, it has developed into the world's third seaport after Songjiang Mansion and New York.

Countless fleets of ships worked day and night to transport the products produced in the concessions and all the factories of England around the world in exchange for large sums of wealth. There is a great deal of wealth here. The British, who had been strongly suppressed by the Ming Empire, also relied on commercial transportation to maintain a strong ship production capacity and a large number of experienced sailors. With qualified officers and advanced warships, it won't be long before the British will be able to regain their strong naval strength again! Maybe they've done it quietly.

"It was a good trip." After Zhang Cheng sorted out the military dress on his body, he smiled and patted Guan Kuo's shoulder on the side, "At least I didn't sit in the third class cabin again." ”

Speaking of the last time I came to London, I took a third-class class, and the experience of that trip left a deep impression on Zhang Cheng, who had always lived in a peaceful and prosperous era.

"Brother Cheng." Guan Kuohan, who was wearing an adjutant uniform, nodded with a smile: "You just want to buy a luxury cruise ship yourself, and there is no problem." Guan Kuo's words are not wrong, it is not difficult to buy a luxury yacht with Zhang Cheng's net worth.

"Huh." Zhang Cheng shook his head with a smile and didn't say anything more. He did want to buy a ship, but it was not a luxury yacht that was useless, and a warship that could strengthen the country!

"Let's go." When the crew put down the gangway, Zhang Cheng smiled and greeted Liu Kuaizui, He Laosan, Zhang Tao and others to prepare to get off the ship.

The passenger ship that Zhang Cheng and his family took was hired by the Army Command to transport the volunteers of the London Concession who had made great achievements in the war. It's because the battle was won. If it is defeated, then there will certainly be nothing. It's good not to let them swim back on their own. It's like the troops of the London garrison, who followed Liu Yue as prisoners of war. Not to mention chartering a boat to send them back, the Army Command is already ready to retire them all!

At this moment, the pier was already full of people who had come to greet them. In addition to the official staff, there were a large number of journalists and a military band with their own instruments. As for the family members and those who came to greet them spontaneously, they are not allowed to enter the pier for the time being.

'Bang Bang Bang~'

When Zhang Cheng, who was dressed in a decent military uniform, walked down the gangway first, many reporters raised the old-fashioned magnesium lamp camera in their hands and took a hard shot at Zhang Cheng. Zhang Cheng, who had not gone through this kind of battle, paused slightly, and his eyes narrowed. It's so fucking glaring.

The military band, which had been waiting for a long time, immediately played military music. A large group of well-dressed and well-dressed men and women with status smiled and clapped their hands to greet them. Zhang Cheng, who was standing on the gangway, looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly had an urge to laugh. It's an interesting world.

Reorganizing his emotions, Zhang Cheng lowered his head and squinted his eyes, took a deep breath, and then walked down the gangway in three steps and two steps, with a sincere smile on his face to meet Governor Zhu Dingsong, who was smiling and wearing a military uniform. His voice was filled with eager shouts, "Your Excellency the Governor! ”

"Hahaha~~~" The already gray-haired governor laughed heartily, and looked at Zhang Cheng who saluted him with a satisfied expression. Nodding vigorously, "Boy, you did a good job!" ”

It's not bad. This is not the expulsion of the indigenous Indians in the New World, nor is it the hunting of native savages in the islands of South Asia and Australia. It was a decisive national war with a well-equipped and well-trained regular army. It was a decisive victory to be able to successfully win in the face of inferior forces and a treacherous battlefield environment. This kind of merit cannot be overstated.

"Those bastards deliberately underestimated your credit, and you have to know it yourself." The Governor laughed and stepped forward to hug Zhang Cheng, and suddenly whispered a quick word in his ear.

Zhang Cheng's body paused slightly, and a trace of anger flashed in the depths of his eyes, and then dissipated. chuckled out loud, "Thank you." ”

After seeing Zhang Cheng greet the Governor, the impatient reporters who had been waiting for a long time rushed forward. Block all the men and women with status who are ready to come forward to express themselves to Zhang Cheng. After surrounding Zhang Chengtuan, the magnesium lamp in his hand sounded 'bang', and it felt like he was back on the battlefield.

"Major Zhang, what do you think about the course of this war?"

"Major Zhang, I heard that you have been appointed commander of the London garrison, is this true?"

"Major Zhang, why do you want to go to a dangerous battlefield when you are already so rich? Is it because you want fame? ”

"Major Zhang, are you married? Is there a lover? ”

"Major Zhang, I heard that you and the former commander of the garrison, Major General Liu Yue, had a bad relationship, is this true? Can you talk? ”

"Major Zhang, look here!"

"Major Zhang"

“”

Zhang Cheng didn't have time to say hello to the officials in the concession area, and a large group of reporters couldn't wait to surround him. With a camera notebook pen in his hand, he opened his mouth to ask questions like a cannonball. That posture looks amazing!

More than 100 years ago, in order to resist His Majesty the Emperor, who was intent on reclaiming all his rights by taking advantage of the incomparable prestige and momentum after the victory in the Second Global War, the major families chose to hold each other together and resolutely resist.

At that time, the most important point of contention besides the army was the public opinion circle. The major families went all out to promote freedom of speech and raise the status of public opinion, and finally used the tremendous pressure of public opinion and the military to force the royal family to back down. And the freedom of speech pioneered at that time has been preserved. In the next 100 years, these journalists with a strong thirst for knowledge and almost nothing are feared.

Zhang Cheng pursed the corners of his mouth, raised his hand to lower the brim of his hat, and although there was a smile on his face, he didn't say a word. At this time, Guan Kuo and others, who were following Zhang Cheng, hurriedly rushed up, surrounded Zhang Cheng, and pushed away all the overly enthusiastic reporters. Many reporters were almost overthrown. How urbane can you expect a group of veterans to come down from the battlefield?

These journalists are really too enthusiastic. No way, no matter what era the journalist. Unless it's a government-run newspaper or media, the first job is to make money. After all, journalists also have to eat, and newspapers have to maintain themselves. If you want to make money, you have to increase sales, and the only way to increase sales is to attract attention.

One of the most exciting stories these days is that a young man from a poor background has become a billionaire in one fell swoop with his ingenuity. Originally, the story was fascinating enough, but when the young billionaire suddenly responded to the call of the empire to plunge into a grand war, and miraculously became a decisive force in the war. At a time when everyone thought it was impossible to do anything, the young billionaire pulled off a shocking reversal that ended the suspense of the war.

How could these reporters, who live on fresh news not like sharks who have smelled blood, quickly surround the story of such a young rich man who is more legendary than the movie and his victory on the battlefield?

At this time, Guan Kuo and others quickly showed the quality of being born as a professional junior brother. Soon they formed a circle around Zhang Cheng, blocking all the reporters out. Zhang Tao, who had a big belly, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and shouted loudly, "Everyone, don't squeeze, don't squeeze." In the evening, our chief will hold a special press conference, and we invite all friends to attend it by all means. Now that the Commander still has military affairs on hand, please get out of the way. Thank you, thank you. ”

Because the reporters were so enthusiastic, almost all of the planned greeting projects could not be carried out. There was chaos on the docks.

"This kid is really popular." The Governor looked at Zhang Cheng, who was surrounded by a large group of reporters, surrounded by constantly flashing magnesium lights, and it became difficult to leave. He narrowed his eyes and whispered to himself, "Don't be fooled by appearances." ”

The Governor quickly turned and got into the car and left the docks. The governor is gone, and those successful people who came to respond to the pomp and show their faces to brush their presence are naturally unwilling to make a background cloth for Zhang Cheng at such a time. Then they all left the dock. Zhang Cheng finally rushed into the car waiting for him under the protection of the guards, and drove away, leaving behind a large group of reporters who followed the car.

A large number of mercenaries on the ship began to walk down the gangway in formation, their faces carrying all kinds of inexplicable looks. These mercenaries either carried their personal luggage, or carried wounded comrades, or carried the ashes of relatives and friends in their arms. What they show is the true face of war. The camera in the hands of the journalist is always only a false side of the war.

The reporters on the docks showed no interest in these ordinary soldiers, and were reluctant to take even a single photo. After seeing that there was nothing new worth digging up, reporters from all walks of life left the dock with a curse.

The originally lively welcome ceremony ended in such a hurry. In addition to the mercenaries who kept disembarking, all that was left on the dock was the band that was still playing military music.

"A bunch of idiots." Qi soldiers, cigarettes in their mouths and bags on their backs, walked up the gangway to the dock. Glancing at the colleagues who had left, he muttered with disdain, "What news can you get by squeezing people to death here?" Don't you even have a brain if you don't have the courage to go to the front? A bunch of waste, pulling down the IQ level of the entire industry. ”

After taking a hard puff of his cigarette, Qi Bing rubbed his cheeks and smiled. Pulling out his camera and notebook pen, he smiled and walked towards the mercenaries who were still in line.