As soon as he entered the reception room, Ron saw a short-haired woman sitting on a chair by the window, turning the Parker pen in her hand in boredom. As expected, it was Hailan who came.

Seeing Ron walking in, her big sea-blue eyes flashed, and a faint smile spread from the corners of her raised lips.

"Hey, our great hero is back. I heard that you just achieved your tenth victory?" Hailan stood up and came over.

"Why are you here?" Ron walked over with a smile on his face, but said in Chinese, "Aren't you here to cause trouble? Don't you know this is a battlefield? The US Army can't send a male reporter here

?”

"What do you mean? Do you dare to look down on me? My interview proved that it was General Nimitz who drove it himself." Hailan's face did not change at all, it was still a smiling look, but she also changed her face now.

Cheng answered in Chinese, and his tone became a bit vicious, "I'm telling you, when I taught the Italians a lesson in Ethiopia, you probably didn't know how to open the M1911's insurance."

"Tch, what kind of guy does bullying spaghetti look like?" Ron replied with a smile on his face, while bending down slightly, stretching out his right hand, and making a gesture to sit down. People who don't understand Chinese would never expect that they are sitting there.

Thinking of ways to make fun of each other.

"I taught the German paratroopers a lesson in Spain."

"Blow?" Ron really didn't believe it this time.

"Huh!" Hailan's little nose wrinkled up, looking like she didn't believe it.

"Hey, my elder brother said that you have a gang background and are at the level of a godfather. Tell me your legendary story?" Ron came over, his eyes sparkling in admiration.

"Who are you listening to, brother? He is doing legitimate business!"

"Then what legal business are you planning to do this time?"

"This time it's not just my business, it's our company's business." Hailan said the word "we" with great emphasis, "Our company's influence is still not enough, plus the years of specializing in low-end products have brought about

As a side effect, many people - including some guys in the military - don't believe that we can make good things! As one of the shareholders of the company, don't you think you should make more contributions to the company?"

"What can I, a little captain, do?"

"A small captain? As far as I know, you will be officially promoted to major soon. And now both the army and the navy value you very much. It is said that several big shots are betting on when you will get the Medal of Honor.

Yes. You actually use these words to excuse me."

Ron knew that he was about to be promoted to major, and it was probably only for a few days. After all, it is not very good-looking for such an aviation commander to be just a captain. As for the Medal of Honor, this was the first time he heard about it.

"This time we found a way to open up the relationship with the Marine Corps and sent a batch of new weapons to the Marine Corps for testing. The evaluation of the test is very important to the company. We hope you can exert your influence in this regard. In addition, this time

During the interview, I will use your name to make some requests, such as what kind of weapons I most want, etc. Of course, these are all things our company has." Hailan smiled mischievously, and then added, "Of course

In the future, when you are interviewed by other media, you must always pay attention and seize every opportunity to advertise our company's products!"

"I know what you mean. For example, if someone asks, 'How do you feel when you receive this honor?' I say, 'I feel great. It's like being shot with a constrictor's Vulcan cannon.'

.'Is this what it means?" Ron said. At the same time, he thought to himself, "Isn't this the product placement that is common in future generations? I've seen it a lot."

"Well, that's roughly what it means. But there are many other forms. For example, when taking pictures, you must use the company's weapons as the background whenever possible. And you must make the background stand out as much as possible."

"I know, will the company give me endorsement fees if I do this?"

"Okay, don't get caught up in the money. You also have a share of the company's shares. Okay, now I'm going to officially start the interview. Can you tell me about the last battle you won at 0:24?

?”

"...What, how can you praise the P-38's excellent firepower? Is there something wrong with your head?" Hai Lan dropped the pen, opened his already big eyes angrily and said, "You don't know,

Does the company’s Vulcan compete with the current P-38 firepower solution?”

"Then what should I say? Saying that the P-38 is weak in firepower? Doesn't that immediately make the article lose credibility? What role can an advertisement without credibility play?"

"But you can't advertise for your opponents!" Hailan was still unconvinced.

"Women are stupid! There is a book in China called "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" that you must have never read."

"Tch, I've known the story since I was three years old." Hai Lan curled his lips, looking dismissive.

"Have you seen it?" Ron stared at Hai Lan in pretended surprise, "Well, that further shows that women are born stupid. Even if they have seen the Three Kingdoms, they are still stupid."

"You're looking for death!" Hai Lan seemed really angry and slapped the table hard. Ron suddenly felt that the temperature of the surrounding air had dropped several degrees. "You have murderous intent!"

"Haha, you're angry? You women just can't keep your temper... But let me say, well, you look good when you're angry. Even better than when you smile. Didn't anyone tell you?" Ron began to show off.

He looks like a scoundrel with a playful smile.

At that moment, Miss Hailan was really angry. At such an age, no one has ever dared to call her stupid. Besides, where is her stupidity? The big boa constrictor can be where she is today, not because of her... Of course, dad's

Networking is also very important. But... looking at his playful and annoying look, it seems that it's really hard to get seriously angry with him. Forget it, I, the eldest lady, don't remember the faults of villains, so I won't argue with him for the time being.

"Have you ever seen a scene in "Three Kingdoms" where Guan Gong fights Qin Qiong?"

"Nonsense! Qin Qiong is from the Tang Dynasty! Mr. Guan is from the Han Dynasty! You are the fool!"

"Oh, then maybe I remembered it wrong." Ron looked happily at Hailan who was very proud because he thought he had regained a point. "Anyway, there is such a guy who was boasted very much at the beginning and was chopped down all at once.

He cut this one and then that one, and everyone felt that there was nothing they could do. At this time, Guan Gong came out and chopped him with one knife, and then he was able to go back and continue drinking. Is there such a thing? "

"That's the story of 'warm wine and kill Hua Xiong'. Humph!"

"Oh, that's the story anyway. Why do you think the storyteller praised Hua Xiong first? Is the storyteller also a fool?"

"Do you understand literature? You don't know... Are you saying that when you praise the P-38's firepower, you think it's Hua Xiong?"

"By the way, the little girl is not too stupid. Well, a child can be taught!"

"Huh, let me see what you say later." Hailan picked up the pen from the table again.

"But when attacking targets such as bombers, the P-38 still cannot kill with one hit like the P-39. The P-39's 37mm cannon can break the wings of the Japanese bomber with just one hit, allowing the fighter inside to

It is difficult for guys to parachute. The P-38 cannot do this yet. Unfortunately, the P-39's 37 gun speed is too low and its ballistic performance is not good. It can be used against bombers and ground targets.

Fighters are not easy to use. If there were... do you understand now?"

"Well, that's really good," Hailan nodded appreciatively, and suddenly said, "Henry, are you really your big brother? I can't believe that such an honest person has a cunning and cunning younger brother like you."

"Haha, are you ashamed of yourself?" Ron crossed his legs proudly.

"Let's go out."

"Where to go?" Ron asked.

"Stupid! Go to the anti-aircraft guns. We just shipped a batch of anti-aircraft guns, the land version of the Vulcan. Go there and take a few pictures, and then you can say: 'It would be great if fighter jets had this kind of firepower.'

Got it!'"

"Okay, this is a good idea. Although you came up with it after my repeated inspiration, I still want to praise you. But... this thing seems to have been given priority to Vandergrift? That guy seems to like it.

Put these things on the frontier. There will be some danger there."

"Coward." Hailan raised his pointed chin and turned his face to the other side with disdain.

"I'm thinking about you..." Ron turned to the door and called the orderly Marcos who was still following him, "Go and find a small men's military uniform for Miss Hailan."

"You have to change your clothes," Ron said. "Otherwise, Vandergrift will get in trouble with me if I take you here like this. He claims that I boosted the morale of the army on the opposite side."

"What's the meaning?"

"The guys under Vandergrift haven't seen a beautiful woman for a long time. Letting a beautiful woman hang around them will affect their concentration. And the Japanese people opposite have not seen a beautiful woman for a long time.

If you see a sow, you'll probably go into heat. If you see where you are, you should shout, "Flower girl is so nice, the imperial army likes her so much." Then rush over like a crazed boar to take care of you.

You snatch her over and become the wife of the village." Ron originally wanted to say that she snatched her away and became a comfort woman. However, considering that he said this to a girl who is familiar with her, I am afraid that she will also get angry, so when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly changed

Became Mrs. Yazhai.

"If this really happens, the Japanese come forward, what will you do?" Hai Lan looked at Ron with her big, eloquent eyes, as if asking, "Won't you protect me?"

"I will pray to God for those Japanese people." Ron turned his eyes, avoiding her eyes, and said jokingly.

At this time, Marcos came over with military uniforms.

"Take Miss Hailan to the dressing room."

Hailan followed Marcos and left. Ron walked to the table and picked up the interview book Hailan left there and flipped through it. Huh? The transcript was normal at first, but at the back, wherever Ron spoke, the front

Instead of his name, a pig's head was drawn instead. Alas, women are such small-minded animals.

After gently putting down the interview book, Ron's eyes suddenly froze somewhere on the table. A small piece of the cherry wood table actually sank neatly. What's more terrible is,

What was clearly visible was a small palm print.

"Damn it, have I traveled to the world of martial arts?" Ron's head was covered with black lines.

After a while, Hailan came back again. Well, the small men's military uniform was still a little too big for her, but it was still passable. Hailan really looked a bit heroic after wearing it. No wonder many emperors in ancient times were wearing it.

He likes to let the women around him put on military uniforms to show off. What does a poem say? It seems to be "A beautiful city is best dressed in military uniforms", and indeed there is some truth. Even the Taizu of this dynasty also likes "a dashing and heroic figure of five feet"

"Gun"? It's just that the helmet is still a little too big, and it looks like a rice cooker on Hailan's little head, making Hailan's face look even smaller.

"What are you looking at!" Hai Lan said in a jest when she saw Ron staring at her endlessly.

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Vandegrift did not place these newly delivered Vulcan anti-aircraft guns at the forefront, but deployed them on a hill not far from the airport. This can not only provide air defense protection for the airport, but also deploy it on a hill not far from the airport.

It can also guard the key roads leading to the airport.

There, Ron fired a short shot with the 20mm Vulcan anti-aircraft gun. I have to say that the guy with the operating speed of 6,000 rounds per minute was really fun. Unfortunately, the shells were limited, so he couldn't play more. As Ron

As for the background, Hailan also took a lot of photos of the 20mm Vulcan cannon. Yes, these photos were indeed taken with Ron as the background and the Vulcan cannon as the subject.

Finally, the eldest sister got excited and handed the camera to Ron. She also ran to the Vulcan cannon and took a few photos with the Vulcan cannon as the background. (Ron: Look how authentic I am at taking photos of people.

, unlike some women who don’t know what they are taking pictures of.)

Just when Hailan handed the camera to Ron, Ron noticed that although Hailan's hands were not big and the fingers were very slender, there were obvious bulges in the finger joints, and there were holes on the tiger's mouth and index finger of both hands.
Chapter completed!