Chapter 1811 Mao Mansion(2/2)
He was just about to talk about some specific defense issues, but the latter shook his head and said: "Well, now we don't even have a fleet, not at all. Hahahaha! But we are really working hard as if we can really
Even the Dragon King of the empire would be moved by such heroic feats, right?"
Marshal Ferragut pressed the marshal's staff and said with a serious smile: "Vice President, I am a soldier, so I can only do my duty. I must obey the orders of the Presidential Palace."
"What a good soldier." Vice President Hierro patted the marshal hard on the shoulder. He probably thought he had told a great joke, so he walked away with a laugh that would make normal people very uncomfortable.
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Mr. Vice President may think that his current actions are very cool, but in fact, he is just crazy.
However, we must know that whether it is good manners, whether it is good expression management, whether it is good voice and smile, ultimately it is ourselves who have the final say.
Of course, Marshal Ferragu, who was broad-minded and fat, still swore to the spirit of the universe that he would definitely not be taken by him, but he still felt that although Vice President Hierro had the face of a personable political elite in public,
Face, but compared with Mr. Mao in concentration, there is indeed a clear gap!
"The Vice President has been under a lot of pressure these past two days," Prime Minister Konoe Taylor told Marshal Ferragu.
The skinny Prime Minister is now like a ghost, floating silently from the side, and his voice also has an ethereal flavor.
Marshal Ferragut stroked his marshal's staff, thinking that it was fortunate that old Paul had been a cook and was well-informed, otherwise he would have been thrown away with a stick.
Well, since the outbreak of the war, the Prime Minister has become less and less important, but his figure has also become visibly thinner, and his energy has become more and more depressed. The top chief executive of the Blue Star Community is like a
Like a withered bamboo pole, it feels like it will quickly grow strong and burn as long as it is close to the fireplace.
However, what made the Marshal a little curious was that although the Prime Minister was still indifferent at this time, his mental state was uncharacteristically high.
Chapter completed!