After the morning meeting, it was a short and hasty meal time, and Yang Lei chose to have breakfast with all the soldiers under the Flying Dragon Wing, no doubt, this practice immediately achieved a higher sense of identity with the former by the Chinese Death Force. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

For the man who usually never revealed his inner feelings, now he can squat in front of the tent with a low profile and gobble up the compressed biscuits in his hand, I have to say that after joining the melting pot of the Oriental Excalibur, Yang Lei has indeed been tempered in all aspects.

"Sir, Lieutenant General Mitchell told you to go to him after breakfast and say that he has something important to discuss."

An American soldier came to Yang Lei, condescendingly rushed to eat Yang Lei, who was really hurtful, and then very cleverly chose not to look directly, but stood straight in place, waiting for the reply of this young man who was a little different from other imperial commanders.

"Okay, I'll go now." After speaking, Yang Lei swallowed the compressed biscuits, which really had no nutrition at all, into his stomach, and then drank two sips of mineral water, and after standing up, he immediately suppressed the latter's momentum, and then without saying a word, he walked towards Lieutenant General Mitchell's private battalion commander.

"Report!" Standing at the door of the war room, Yang Lei stopped his footsteps and shouted sonorously.

"Come in." Lieutenant General Mitchell, who was in the room, replied flatly, and then disappeared.

With a curious attitude, Yang Lei chose to remain silent, just quietly observing the temporary battle map on the sand table, and on that simple writing desk, Yang Lei found a bowl of hot rice porridge and two plates of pickles with very small portions.

With a grunt, Yang Lei couldn't help but swallow his saliva, this was not the food he coveted in front of him, but he was very puzzled how a dignified lieutenant general could eat this kind of thing, could it be that after the outbreak of the war, the resources and funds within the military of the American Empire had been seriously reduced to such a point?

Noticing Yang Lei's gaze, Lieutenant General Mitchell, who was engrossed in staring at the map and analyzing the battle situation, said: "You guessed right, since the Pacific incident, under the orders of Speaker Wren, in addition to the necessary weapons and equipment, the logistics of the whole army have returned to the level of the last century, and the damn bubble economy ......."

When he heard the last four words, Yang Lei couldn't help but jump in his heart.

Bubble economy, generally this professional term mostly appears in the empire of the capitalist system, refers to the value of national assets beyond the real economy, it is easy to lose the ability to sustain the macroeconomic state, the industry is well known, the essence of the capital empire is actually the word greed, due to the lack of support of the real economy, so its assets will be like a bubble, as long as the slightest force majeure factor, it will burst, this factor includes war.

At a certain point, there are often market expectations or myths that underpin speculation, leading to a rapid decline in asset values, which is also known in economics as bubble bursting.

Yang Lei was puzzled by how this kind of situation, which is often staged in the stock market, leaned over to the ever-powerful American Empire.

"In fact, from the early days of the Storm War, in a superficial state of peace, there have been gangs and factions of terrorist organizations in our country, and in less than half a century, all walks of life in our country have fallen into a state of economic weakness, but with these years of financial control, to be honest, it has recovered more than half, but unexpectedly suffered from the Pacific incident."

"To paraphrase an old saying in your Huaxia Kingdom, this is probably called World War I back to before liberation!"

Seeing Lieutenant General Mitchell's hearty eating appearance, as if there were delicacies from the mountains and seas in front of him, he then put down the dishes and chopsticks and laughed a few times weakly.

Yang Lei suddenly didn't know what it was like in his heart, he didn't fall into the well, let alone cynicism, on the contrary, even a big country like the United States would be defeated by the bubble economy, he didn't dare to imagine, if the Japanese slave empire had taken Huaxia as the first target, what kind of fate would it have suffered now?

Is it the unemployment of workers, the sharp decline in the housing market, or the financial collapse? Everything, he doesn't know.

Seeing Lieutenant General Mitchell take out a palm-sized cigarette clip from his private drawer and hold the mouthless cigarette neatly lying in the clip in his hand, Yang Lei took the initiative to take out the windproof light in his pocket and stepped forward, wanting to light it.

Waving his hand, the former signaled that he didn't have to be like this, and after a long sigh of relief, he explained: "Like you young people, I used to be an authentic old smoker, and it was not until the last few years that I felt that my body was slowly failing, so I decided to quit smoking, but the habits that have been developed for decades can be quit in a while." ”

And just like that, Lieutenant General Mitchell squinted at the unlit cigarette in his mouth, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the end, he still didn't tell Yang Lei the fact that he had to do this because he was injured in the lobe of his lung on the battlefield two years ago, so he couldn't ingest any harmful gases.

"Young man, Nikolai was very optimistic about you when he was alive......"

No matter what comes out of the mouth of the Westerner in front of him who can skillfully use chopsticks, Yang Lei will not be surprised, only to see him smile indifferently: "The general called me today shouldn't be as simple as just talking about the deceased, right?" ”

"Haha." Taking off the cigarette roll, Mitchell looked at Yang Lei with a look of interest, and said softly: "You were also there when the military commander came in the morning, but you should tell me, what kind of medicine are they selling in the gourd this time?" ”

"Me?" Yang Lei said: "Why does the general think that I must know? ”

"Although people are old, it doesn't mean that their eyesight is not good." Lieutenant General Mitchell said: "You know, during the Storm War, I was part of the Air Force Staff Office, and I served in the special operations forces for three years, what is your relationship with that female agent of BIS?" Friend? Comrade in arms? Or a lover in love......"

Grinning, Yang Lei scratched the back of his head and said, "It's a comrade-in-arms, and it's a friend for many years." ”

Looking at Yang Lei kindly, Mitchell said: "Then it seems that you must know the style of the military commander very well, let's talk about it, what do you think their intentions are in the so-called touchstone operation this time." ”

"Hmm...... Of course, the importance of intelligence cannot be ignored, and sometimes it can even play a role in forcibly turning the tide of the war, but I think that if the military commanders really have these intentions, they will definitely send a professional reconnaissance wing instead of just a few international spies, so assisting and supporting is secondary, and containing our actions is probably the real purpose of the other side. ”

Nodding with admiration in his eyes, Vice Admiral Mitchell then asked, "Then tell me where the main garrison point of the Uno Navy will be chosen?" ”

"This ......" Yang Lei pondered for a moment, and then picked up the baton in front of him.

He hadn't tried to guess at the question, so when Vice Admiral Mitchell mentioned it, he quickly set his baton on a small island not too far from Pearl Harbor, which he thought was most likely a Japanese naval den.

"Coral Sea?" (To be continued.) )