I let you be a fugitive, not to set up a private army.

The border area between Myanmar, Laos and Man is commonly known as the Golden Triangle.

At one of the drug dealers' strongholds, soldiers holding AKs looked at the fighter jets roaring across the sky with a look of surprise on their faces.

The next moment, several air-to-ground missiles fell from the sky, blowing up the surrounding houses.

They panicked collectively:

"This is coming to attack us!!"

"Run, everyone, run quickly..."

Cannon bullets rained down from the sky, and the ground was soon covered with blood.

In the eyes of the surviving soldiers, more than a dozen armed helicopters gradually appeared in the sky, followed by dense military vehicles on the ground...

boom--

A sniper rifle bullet flew over first.

The drug dealers had only one thought: It's over!

……

The war in the Golden Triangle lasted for nearly two months. Most of the drug traffickers were eliminated, and a small number fled to neighboring countries.

It finally ended with a sentence from the world's most wanted criminal: Anyone who dares to grow poppies on this land again will be killed!

After the Qinglong armed forces cleared out the people, they all withdrew and soon formed a joint army of three countries composed of Myanmar, Lao Wo and Man to maintain order here.

The Golden Triangle is too large and everyone has their own expertise, so Chen Jiajun is not interested in developing anything here.

Originally, the people here relied on helping drug dealers grow poppies to barely make ends meet, but now...

After more than a dozen joint invitations from the three countries and all of their rejections, faced with another strong invitation, the Dragon Kingdom finally "could not refuse the kindness" and established the Southern Region Protectorate in this land and sent a small-scale peacekeeping force.

As for the people here, with the Dragon Country officials stepping in, it is impossible for them to live worse than when the drug dealers controlled them.

This year, the Myanmar Industrial Park was wiped out, the drug trafficking area in the Golden Triangle was destroyed, and the most historic event was naturally the establishment of the Southern Region Protectorate.

The most famous figure: the notorious butcher Chen Yongxiao.

……

In the new year, the Qinglong Armed Forces headquarters moved to Pashan, where construction was basically completed.

In a cave on the top of the mountain, a man who had activated the fifth gear and was wearing red steam armor was getting familiar with his upgraded power.

The killing on the southern expedition, plus the crackdown on drug dealers, earned him about 350 Dragon Soul Coins, and his physical strength was pushed up by more than ten levels to level 44, with a combat power coefficient of about 6600.

The fifth gear ability allows the materialized steam to be transformed into armor and weapons at will.

Of course, due to the limited steam, not much can be changed at the moment.

Conservatively estimated, his combat power is comparable to Iron Man.

……

At the same time, at the Dragon State Foreign Affairs press conference, a reporter from the Federation raised a righteous question:

"Excuse me, Ambassador, why are the Qinglong Armed Forces, who are so unacceptable to the world and guilty of so many crimes, able to open an account on Douyin and even livestream?"

"This question does not belong to..."

"Mr. Ambassador, please stop putting the blame on Douyin. I've already asked about this at the fourth press conference. Please give me a definitive answer."

"Well, according to the feedback from the Douyin platform, there is a BUG in the Qinglong Armed account, and it cannot be banned or closed. It is currently being resolved." The ambassador said gently.

The reporter's face darkened. "I thought a minor bug like this could be fixed in less than a day. Now, over a month has passed. I seriously doubt you've even bothered to fix it, and there's no bug."

Ambassador: "You have reason to doubt this. Do you have any other questions?"

Reporter: "I need you to give me a definite timeline for resolving the bug."

"A definite time." The ambassador paused. "Probably until you're eighteen again, ma'am. May you remain forever young."

"Thank you, but what do you mean?"

"Understand it yourself." The ambassador smiled and looked at the other people who asked questions.

The federal reporter asked his colleagues and quickly understood what he meant:

Next life!!

……

After finishing practice, Chen Jiajun watched the live broadcast room of Qinglong Armed Forces. The one who was broadcasting live at the moment was Xiao Zongzitou, who was connected to someone on the microphone.

Now that the surrounding area has stabilized, the soldiers, having just eliminated the industrial park and the drug traffickers, need some rest. Furthermore, this is their first collective expedition, and they've discovered many issues that need to be reviewed and corrected.

The live broadcast room can trigger special events, so even the smallest thing counts.

"A Zong, our fishing boat was fishing along our own coastline, but was sprayed with water by the Flying Monkey Coast Guard vessel. We are all very angry."

"I was also very angry when I heard it." The little boy with the dumpling head agreed.

"I represent not only my own boat, but also several other fishing boats. I wonder if you, A Zong, can contact the God of War. We will pay you. We just want to teach the flying monkeys a lesson. They are too reckless."

"If you jump like that, I guess I'll have to contact the boss."

The little Zongzitou took out his phone and said, "Don't worry, I will do my best to convince the boss and teach those jumping monkeys a lesson from history."

He continued, "As for the reward, brother, you must be joking. The rule of this live broadcast room is: no reward."

"Thank you, A Zong." The fisherman wanted to give a tip, but then he remembered that this live broadcast room had never had a gift channel.

"You're welcome. Don't worry, I, A Zong, always keep my word."

The little Zongzi-haired boy waved his phone. "I believe everyone has witnessed this. Back then, when I was young, I was just a miner. Now I've become a well-known anchor, famous all over the world, with 130 million fans..."

"It's not just our Dragon Country, it's everywhere in Southeast Asia. South Korea alone has registered nearly 20 million fans. Brothers and sisters, what merit do I have? I can only say that the world cannot hold on to me. The beauty has left the mirror, the flowers have left the trees, and if Heaven did not give birth to me, this live broadcast will feel like a long night..."

The barrage was filled with curses:

"Shame on you, little Zongzi! The 130 million fans are all following the God of War. What does that have to do with you?"

"You are indeed worthy of this."

"Still beeping, go back to mining..."

"Ahem...A Zong, your cell phone." Seeing that this guy was still chattering, the fisherman quickly reminded him on the microphone.

"What happened to my phone?"

"It's time to make a call." The fisherman felt a little embarrassed. It turned out that this guy had forgotten about the important matter. He was really unreliable.

A voice came back to my ear: "Who are you calling?"

The fisherman replied awkwardly, "You just said to call the boss."

"I didn't say that, and I don't have the boss's phone number."

"..."

Everyone in the live broadcast room was stunned. What are you doing with your phone?

This guy is such a jerk!

"I'm just kidding, brothers and sisters, please don't blame me. Our boss said that since it's a live broadcast, of course the most important thing is to make everyone happy. This is my responsibility."

The little Zongzi-headed boy's expression began to grow serious. "Here comes the serious part. The boss has already agreed to the fishing boat incident. He just informed me through the headset."

"Thank you, God of War, thank you, A Zong..." the fishermen said excitedly.

Millions of people in the live broadcast room:

"Come on!"

The barrage was overwhelming and completely exploded.