"General Warren, is this my future teammate?" In the astonished eyes of the seventh group, a handsome young man in camouflage uniform stepped out of the Phantom tank, followed by General Warren Warren, the supreme commander of the entire Allied command in Vietnam.

"Yes, the Seventh Squad is currently the most outstanding squad on the front line of the entire Vietnam battlefield, and it definitely meets your requirements, Mr. Wei Ting." Admiral Warren looked at the living ancestor in front of him and said helplessly.

Originally, he was quite happy to hear that Duke Weiting took the lead in participating in military service, after all, having such an iconic figure to join the army can greatly increase the enthusiasm of young people in the whole country to join the army, so as to solve the problem of shortage of soldiers.

But who would have thought that this living ancestor, who was not good at being his spiritual idol in China, would really come to the battlefield in Vietnam.

You said you came to come, Admiral Warren originally thought that this ancestor was going to come to visit the customs of Vietnam, and decided to let him stay behind the base camp for two months, and then politely send the other party back to China, so that hello, hello, everyone, everything is fine.

As a result, who would have thought that this Duke of Wettin simply didn't know how to write dead words, and even asked to go to the front to participate in the war.

The entire command from top to bottom was stunned by his request, you said that you are a good hereditary duke, the second richest man in the world, the president's son-in-law, and you have a good life, but you have to go to the front line to fight, what do you mean?

If Conrad has any strengths and weaknesses on the front line, then it is estimated that no one in the entire Allied command from top to bottom will have good fruit to eat!

It's a pity that even if Admiral Warren personally came forward to persuade him, he couldn't stop the other party's determination to die.

In the end, there was no choice but to do so, and the staff members had gray hair at home, and finally found a more suitable combat team.

The overall quality of the Seventh Squad is the highest on the battlefield, and the only casualty in more than a year of fighting is the unlucky guy who broke his legs last month.

Under the premise that there is no way to prevent someone from dying, the staff can only try to find a safer team for someone to join.

It's a big deal to let the seventh squad be responsible for perimeter security in the future, anyway, it is estimated that the super young master is just to go to the front line to experience the cruelty of the battlefield, and at most he will cry and shout that he wants to return to China.

"yes, then I'm looking forward to my new teammates!" Conrad smiled and walked out, looking at the five guys standing in front of him.

A black man who insists on wearing sunglasses even in the rainforest, this one is directly passed!

No way, the Duke is an authentic racist, and for some peoples, it is a deep disgust, and he has no good feelings at all.

Next to the black man, there stood a standard American-style soldier, the other party's eyes were bright, and he seemed to be very shrewd and tough.

And next to that soldier 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, and when he saw the other party's iconic face, the Duke couldn't help but be stunned.

Isn't this Stallone? Why didn't he go to make a movie and come to the army?

However, although he was a little surprised in his heart, Conrad didn't know how many winds and waves he had experienced over the years, and it was really not a big deal for a mere Stallone.

It's just that the woman behind Stallone made his eyes light up suddenly.

"There are even women in the frontline team?" The Duke asked with some confusion.

"Look down on the old lady?" Tanya was still holding back her curiosity and didn't speak, but now when she heard that the second ancestor in front of her actually doubted her ability, she suddenly became a little angry, and she didn't care about any superiority and humility, so she shouted directly.

"My lord, this woman's mouth is too stinky, don't be like her!" John immediately spoke to Conrad.

Daqi also immediately pulled Tanya down, the two of them had already recognized the identity of the person who came, and knew that that kind of big man was definitely something they couldn't afford to provoke.

Duke Waiting, chairman of the Waiting Group, is a well-known big man in the whole of the United States, and he doesn't know what his kind of person is doing on the front line.

"Lieutenant Tanya is the first female member ever to be a member of the Delta Force, and her field skills are among the best in the entire army." Eva. Although McKenna and Tanya don't like each other, she can become the chief liaison officer of the allies, naturally she has a few brushes, as long as she is a master in the army, Eva will have their information in her mind, and Tanya is naturally no exception.

"Lieutenant Tanya, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Conrad didn't care about the other party's disrespectful words, but walked directly in front of Tanya, stretched out his hand and said.

"Brother boy like you, what are you doing on the front line?" Tanya stretched out her hand to shake the other party's hand a little curtly, and then asked in a low voice.

The question she asked was also the confusion of everyone in the seventh squad, and everyone really couldn't think of it, like the big man in front of him who appeared on the cover of Time magazine every day, what did he do when he ran to the battlefield?

Come to condole?

"I'm here to report, isn't your team just missing a spot?" Conrad said with a smile.

"Sir! You don't mean he's a new addition to our squad, are you? John was so shocked that he even dropped his sunglasses, turned to Admiral Warren and asked.

The white-haired admiral pressed his temples with his fingers helplessly and nodded sadly.

"That's right, this Conrad. Mr. Weting, join your Seventh Squad as a Special Commissioner, and will be on a mission with you during this time. ”

"No, sir, this is ......" John suddenly felt like a dog in the middle of the day, and he couldn't even know what words to use to describe it!

He's just a major, and now you're stuffing a super uncle under him, what the hell is playing with yourself? Or?

As long as Duke Weting's name is an American, he knows that such a super uncle actually ran to the front line, it's a cheat?

This is a battlefield, and people die every moment, not Manhattan!

John didn't want to be distracted by the whole team to protect the uncle every time he went on a mission or encountered a team of Soviets.

But!

"Major John, this is a military order, do you understand?"

In the face of Conrad, who insisted on going his own way, Admiral Warren had no choice, but a black major under his command dared to talk to him about the conditions, which was simply incomprehensible.

Who does he think he is?

"Yes! Sir! Seeing that Admiral Warren's face was a little ugly, John hurriedly stood up and gave a military salute.