Wealth is fascinating. Just as the demon army was nervously preparing for the war, this group of Filipinos had expanded to a certain limit. They had always had glorious achievements since they set foot on the American continent. In their own words, if the Americans had not arrived on the American continent first, the Philippines would have been the most powerful country now.

The Filipinos' arrogance finally began to show their arrogance. They were increasingly erratic about the American officials led by General Johnson. In their opinion, it would be great to kill them in one go and reinforce other battlefields with the demon's combat power. Why do you have to spend time building a position? How tiring?

Now, these Filipino officers avoided the Americans gathered together to discuss the next battle plan.

"It's so boring. We are restricting us from making a rash move all day long, and we have to work overtime to build fortifications. Have these Americans forgotten how could they have been promoted and made money so quickly if it weren't for our attack?"

"Damn, we have also made a lot of money. If we are too impatient, we will stop doing it. Let them fight with our own people."

"Tsk, where can you go? Swim across the Pacific?"

Wow, a big hand slapped the table in the middle of the barracks, "Okay, stop making noise."

The leader who first attacked the bank spoke up. His current status is quite high. After all, he is the first person to make a fortune with everyone, and everyone is willing to listen to what he said.

"According to the news from the Americans recently, their own troops have been almost repaired and will be able to take over us in the war later. I guess we will not be here for too long."

A slight cheer sounded, and many officers showed excitement. After so many days of gain, they planned to retire as soon as they returned to China and live the life of a superior person.

The team leader looked at them and smiled disdainfully, "Are you satisfied with such a little money? Stupid."

Although everyone is willing to listen to him, it does not mean that they are willing to listen to him scolding people. After all, everyone has similar military ranks. Seeing the bad faces of those people, the regiment commander continued: "Think carefully, do you really have a lot of jewelry, gold, etc.? Maybe it's enough for you to use for the rest of your life, but don't forget that we have been in the army all the time. In society, we can only rely on this money to live. Do you know how to manage finances? Do you understand, or do you understand?"

The people he pointed at subconsciously shook their heads, yes, what else would they do besides joining the army and fighting? After retiring from the army, do you have to live on the interest of the money in the bank? Then what about the life of a superior person? It would be better to continue to join the army.

"Tell me what your idea is." They reacted. Since he could raise this question, there must be a solution.

The leader smiled confidently, pointed his finger at the center of the map on the table and said, "Look at this."

Everyone gathered together and looked at where he pointed, "Isn't that the core area of ​​the demon? What's wrong?"

"But there is another function before it."

"What is it? Stop keeping it."

"Come on, look at this building. I found in the information of other banks that there is the largest vault in the city underground, which contains gold from Arizona and jewelry from many rich people. Think about it, when the Americans take over the entire Phoenix line, do we still have a chance to make such a fortune? Why not make this last vote before they come."

Everyone looked at the building marked with red dots on the map, and their eyes were filled with a striking light, but there was also the mature and persistent question: "It's the core area of ​​the demon, is there no problem?"

Soon a young officer answered his question, "Haha, are you killing fewer demons these days? Apart from being a little thicker skin, those guys can't see anything scary. At most, there are more soldiers killed or injured. They are not unhappy. What are you worried about?"

"Well... I'm talking about it, then when will we set off?"

"Haha, since everyone has unified their minds, but as the headquarters of the demons, we still have to prepare well. Let's talk to the soldiers first when we go back, so that we can rest well in the past two days, and then fully supply all the ammunition. If there is no accident, we will launch this final battle in the early morning of the day after tomorrow."

"By the way, don't forget to hide it from the Americans around you."

"Haha, don't worry, they haven't noticed anything after so many days. Each of our soldiers is sitting under their butts with a large bucket of American gold. Who would talk too much?"

At the same time, Spino was also holding a combat meeting in the demon's underground base, "How are the secret weapons being produced?"

"We are still working overtime, and we have enough storage for raw materials. Now there are 5,000."

"It's great, keep speeding up production, but it's time for humans to see how powerful we are."

This sentence ignited the fighting spirit of the officers under his subordinates, "Sir, are we finally going to fight back?"

"Yes, these two days have made your subordinates familiar with new tactics. The morning after tomorrow, we will defeat them in the daytime that mankind has liked the most and regain our lost territory." A flame burned in the eyes of the old sheep-headed demon. It seemed that he had full confidence in his new weapon.

I don’t know what good day that day was, but both sides of the battle chose to start the action that day. However, the entire battle situation had begun to move in a new direction. After a month of renovation, the US soldiers overseas finally recovered their combat effectiveness. They changed into new weapons developed by the Pentagon based on the characteristics of the demons during this period, and marched towards various war zones with confidence.

In the distant Chicago, a fat figure walked out of the Black and White Building, and Li took Jessica not far behind him.

When he arrived at the parking car at the door, he turned around and smiled, "Okay, let's send it here. You still have a lot of things to do, so I have to go back to the country to report quickly."

Li nodded with a smile and instructed the young man around the fat man, "Daoyuan, protect Director Zhang, and say hello to my master when I go back."

"Yes, Uncle Master, don't worry, I'll be back soon after I send Uncle Zhang back." Li Daoyuan looked at the Uncle Master who had made a world of world in the United States with admiration, and nodded and agreed.

"Okay, I will wait for you. By that time, the American continent will enter a new chapter."
Chapter completed!