American Legendary Life

"Hans, you are more busy now than the president." At the fundraising party, Li Zitao and Mary traveled in full dress and saw Hans in a military uniform.

As a special senior advisor to the military and the head of the SHIELD Bureau, Hans' daily journey is almost continuous.

Washington, Los Angeles, laboratories, and various seminars and meetings.

"BOSS, I really hope someone can help me." Hans said with a mocking face: "My wife has complained many times, even the intimate time is full of meetings."

"Haha..." Li Zitao smiled and patted him on the shoulder. The two walked side by side to the place where there were few people. "What happened to the fat boy?"

"Boss, they are called little boy and fat guy, not fat guys." Hans said blankly.

Why did he always use ‘fat kid’ to describe the two terrible missiles, perhaps it would become the most terrifying weapon in human history.

"Okay, what about the fat boys?" Li Zitao nodded.

"..." Hans automatically filtered the "fat" in his mind, and said with a worried look: "It is over... Washington has plans to use it, but has not yet chosen a good target."

Mentioned here, Hans is very worried about his motherland, and even has a ridiculous idea in his heart, ‘If only Germany were defeated early. ’

Regarding the power of ‘Little Boy’ and ‘Fat Man’, scientists have done countless calculations and simulations, and no creatures within a radius of 800 meters will survive.

Hans couldn't imagine how terrible and devastating it would be if it were thrown into the battlefield.

What's worse is that its radiation will have terrible consequences that even the manufacturer cannot predict, and its impact may last for decades.

"The European Wars are coming to an end, I don't think they will be used there...You should suggest that Washington use it in the Pacific." Li Zitao's words were clear.

"I'll do it." Hans said with a quick heart, "This matter will definitely be discussed in Congress, if someone agrees with me..."

Hans needs some help, but he alone can't do what he wants.

Although those stupid and reckless **** fought in war, there are still countless innocent civilians in their hometowns.

Hans didn't want to return to his hometown when he was old, and he could only see countless ruins and dangerously blocked areas.

"Little Charles is here too, you should have a good chat." Just seeing little Charles, Li Zitao took Hans towards him.

"Hi, Charlie...the speech is about to begin, are you ready for the check?" Little Charles had noticed when the two came over.

Seeing who was coming, the person who was talking to Charles Charles nodded and smiled away, leaving time for them, and soon the battle hero should appear.

"Of course, I have two checks, depending on which one he can take away." Li Zitao prepared two checks with a difference of 10 times.

As for which one can be taken, it depends on the language charm of our combat heroes.

"This is Hans, I think you have heard his name." Li Zitao introduced Hans to him.

"Of course, he is now a celebrity in the military department...Mr. Hans." With a quip, Charles Jr. extended a greeting to Hans.

"Mr. Charles." Hans smiled, and he was already very skilled at it.

Since he often needs to meet with politicians, he has repeatedly exercised his ability to smile, to ensure that the other party can always feel sincere.

"You guys talk, I have to say hello in the past." The referrer's task was completed, and Li Zitao should also leave.

Regarding this plan, he is not good to intervene too much, it is best to have no connection, so as to avoid any future problems.

After waiting for the explosion of the "fat boys", the world will realize the power of nuclear weapons, and then it will be a new round of secret fighting.

By then, it was a step further from the era he was familiar with.

"Charlie, it's really lively today." Condela, who beckoned to Li Zitao, saw him approaching and greeted him when he pulled away from the circle of conversation.

"I think they want time to stop now." Li Zitao joked.

Ding Ding.

Bells came from the direction of the stage, and everyone turned to look at it. The host was standing on the stage waiting for everyone to take a seat.

"It seems too late." Condela Hilton spread his hand, and finally it was time to pay.

"Let's go, we should be seated." Although we wanted to give Condela a chance to speak, the time had come.

His seats are in the first row, and at the same table are his wife Mary, David Rockefeller and Dick Mellon.

It should have been two couples, but David and Dick came alone and were arranged by the organizer.

"Thank you... gentlemen, ladies..." The host bowed in tribute, followed by stereotyped nonsense.

"Okay, I think everyone has heard enough of my nagging, and now... have our heroes... Ge Fulan."

Ge Fulan, the fighting hero of Normandy, is the case of military propaganda.

However, there are certain things that cannot always be judged on the surface alone, or on one-sided words.

For example, Ge Fulan.

His father is a farmer, working on a farm in the south, his mother is a tailor, and her craftsmanship is always liked by the people in the town~www.readwn.com~ and their son, Ge Fulan, is a coward.

From a young age, his weak body made him suffer from bullying by other children, which made him fearful of anything.

Therefore, after being drafted into the army, he became terrified.

When he set foot on the Normandy beach, he hid at the end, and fortunately let his comrades' body act as a human shield, blocking the deadly bullet for him.

Occupying the beach and moving forward, he was fortunate that he did not encounter large-scale fighting, and someone would always help him at a critical moment.

When he learned that he needed to be stationed on a bridge, Ge Fulan said, ‘I can finally get rid of the battle. ’

But soon someone attacked them, and in the whole battle, what Gefulan did was just shivering in the unnoticed sand castle.

Until his comrades died, the sky soared with Allied aircraft, and repelled the counterattack Germans, when they were about to retreat.

Ge Fulan summoned the courage and raised their guns to'captive' them.

Unfortunately, the opponent did not surrender, and the bullet penetrated his knee bone, causing him to lose his legs.

At the same time, it also made him a fighting hero.

In fact, in real wars, heroes are never the bravest people to rush, because they have been reduced to corpses before they have become heroes.

Heroes will only be born in a group of people who have strength and use their minds.

From this point of view, Ge Fulan also counts to the side of the hero, at least he knows how to save his life.

"Sorry, I'm not a hero..." Who thought that Ge Fulan's opening was different from his or everyone's expectations.

"I'm just an ordinary person. I'm afraid, frightened, and escaping..." The interesting opening attracted everyone's attention from the beginning.