Early September.

It was autumn at this time, and the temperature difference between day and night increased, and people's clothing on the streets became strange and strange.

There are young people wearing short shirts, middle-aged people wearing suits and ties, and women wearing shirts and skirts with windbreakers.

Getting up from the gooseberry bed more than 3 meters wide, Li Zitao pressed the button on the wall and the curtains slowly opened.

The principle of electric curtains is very simple. In order to reduce noise, the motor is installed outside the wall with partitions to decorate and cover it, perfectly solving this problem.

While pressing the button, a bell sounded in the kitchen downstairs, which proved that the owner had gotten up.

Looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, but there is no warmth at all. The lazy and comfortable weather makes people just want to relax.

"Boss." The first thing that walked into the room was not Franti or Dan, but his secretary, Tia.

"Is there anything wrong?" Li Zitao asked while sitting on the rocking chair.

"General Esenhower is here." Tia stepped forward and whispered in her ear.

Although the hostess was not there and there were only two of them in the room, she still reacted instinctively.

"Huh?" He snorted in surprise. Li Zitao stood up and said, "Please invite him to the restaurant and prepare a breakfast for him."

Seeing Tia retreating, Li Zitao walked out of the room in his pajamas.

He walked along the corridor to the temperature-controlled wine cellar and personally selected a bottle of top red wine. He took the elevator to the restaurant.

In the restaurant, Essenhau was visiting the paintings hanging on the walls on both sides.

One is Picasso's "Guernica", which describes the bombing of the Basque town in northern Spain, Guernica.

The paintings that killed innocent people during this period have been widely promoted and praised since their publication.

However, its loan and exhibition lasted only half a year, and then it mysteriously disappeared.

Picasso learned that the painting had been photographed by a mysterious buyer and was kept in the other party's home.

"So you are the mysterious buyer." Essenhau, who was admiring the painting, smiled and pointed at him.

"It's no secret now." Li Zitao spread his hands helplessly.

"I won't say it out, just let them guess." Esenhower was not interested in promoting such things.

He came to see Li Zitao today because he had something to discuss.

"Drink a drink." The rich breakfast was placed on the table, and Li Zitao took the lead in raising his glass to signal to Essenhao.

As the master, he should show his demeanor.

As a friend, he was also grateful to Esenhow for his initial help.

If it weren't for his initial support, SHIELD would not have existed at all, and would not have grown to its current scale.

"Cheers." Feeling his sincerity, Esenhower's smile became even brighter.

Putting down the wine glass, Li Zitao put the candy egg on the bread and spread the jam while saying, "I thought you were going to disappear forever, but I didn't expect to meet again..."

"You are already a general." Li Zitao pointed to his epaulette.

"My friend, stop kidding, is there any news that can escape your ears?" Esenhao pointed at him with a laugh.

"Congratulations, your command on the North African battlefield is really wonderful." Li Zitao did not deny his remarks.

In fact, he knew Esenhower's path to promotion better than anyone else.

In front of Marshall, he also said good things about Esenhao. As for whether it worked, he was not sure.

After all, Li Zitao did not remember his promotion time and route very clearly.

Just knowing that he finally commanded the Normandy Landing and was successfully promoted to a five-star general, he was remembered by the world.

"How is the war on the front line?" Li Zitao asked casually.

"We are winning..." The smile on Esenhau's face tightened and he said in a deep voice: "But it also paid a huge price."

"Every day, someone will fall down, and then someone will fill it in again, once, once, again."

The cruelty of war can never be experienced by imagination. Only those who have experienced it personally understand how valuable peace is.

Since World War II, Esenhower has sent away many unknown soldiers, as well as his former commanders, comrades and subordinates.

The people around me changed batch after batch, and those who could go home safely, as if each had serious injuries or disabilities.

"At least we have seen hope for victory...the evil fxs will eventually pay the price." Li Zitao raised his glass and said.

"Yes, we will beat them, just like we did before." Esenhower raised his voice firmly.

The dull topic made the breakfast time a little long, and Li Zitao had to change the topic to his purpose.

"I think the front line needs you very much, so what makes you come here, my friend." Put down the fork, Li Zitao shook his wine glass and looked at him.

"Let's land in France." Esenhower lowered his voice and said, "It's about to start."

"This should be the highest secret of the military, you shouldn't tell me." Li Zitao moved his body back cautiously.

After straightening his back, he said to the outside, "Dan, don't let someone disturb us."

A sound of light and orderly footsteps sounded outside the door, proving that the servants outside were leaving, and Li Zitao then signaled him to continue.

"My friend, like you said, is the top secret of the federal government, about the specific time, you won't want to know."

"Of course." Li Zitao said as expected.

What is involved is the largest amphibious landing war in the world's history, and it is also the focus of the reversal of the situation in World War II.

Whether or not it can successfully open up a second battlefield, reduce the pressure from the Soviet Union, and put Germany in a two-sided battle is related to the future of the whole world.

Li Zitao didn't want to know so detailed, if something went wrong, he would be suspected.

Although arrest and imprisonment will not happen again, it will also cause a lot of trouble. It is better to have less trouble than more things.

War is not his expertise, so it is better to let professionals care about it.

"I knew that your personality of fear of trouble would never change." Hearing his answer, Esenhower laughed very happily.

He still kept his troubles away as he used to.

"But there's one thing you need to know," Essenhau said seriously. "We need more air support."

"Of course, there are also landing ships and tanks." He did not come this time to reminisce.

As the commander-in-chief of the inner commander-in-chief, Essenhower has been making great preparations for it since he received the news.

Soldier, he has countless good players.

But when it comes to weapons and military supplies, it is not his strength.

The Union approved sufficient military supplies, weapons and funds for the operation.

But it wasn't enough in Esenhow's opinion.

He needs more preparations to face his war, only victory is allowed without failure.
Chapter completed!