At the military headquarters of the country.Gregg was sitting and drinking with the Chiefs of Staff of the Air Force and Marine Corps.“I’m going to stay here until the heat dies,” Gregg said, slurping the red wine. “I don’t have to worry about the security, do I?”“Haha, there are tens of thousands of officers in these quarters,” the Air Force head, Steve Caine, said. He was bald and had the eagle tattoo on his head. “Thousands of them are always armed. Nobody will be able to even touch your hair without permission.”“In fact, you can just give us the orders, and we’ll finish any mission for you,” the head of Marine Corps, Ben Ronson, added with a shark’s smile, “and I mean, any mission.”“Haha, I’m feeling excited already,” Gregg laughed, and they cheered their glasses together.These highest-ranked officers were clearly interested in the money Gregg could offer, and that was all he wanted.As long as they had that that greed, he was sure they wouldn’t go beyond his expectations.J
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