428 Blade Fleet Captain Zhen Xinghe

As the saying goes, the times create heroes; in the market, a Retail Investor with the ID 'Wangchuan' was quietly rising.

As a veteran investor, he didn't believe for a second that institutions and hot money were acting out of charity.

Relying on his market sensitivity, he entered the market with 100,000 and grew it to one million in just one year.

Yesterday's plunge didn't cause him panic; instead, he felt somewhat excited. Bold yet cautious, he decisively chose to buy the bottom, reasoning that with institutions and hot money fleeing, the authorities would surely intervene to protect the market.

The most important point was that Heavenly Palace Group was eerily quiet, according to his observations and understanding of Young Master Wang.

The other party certainly wouldn't act as if they knew nothing; he believed that a figure like Young Master Wang definitely knew some inside information.

Combined with the other party's previous style, even if he didn't come out to rescue the market, he would inevitably come out to give those Retail Investors a few hints.

Since there was no movement yesterday, it would inevitably be today.

As expected, today saw a direct bullish engulfing reversal.

However, while Tiangong Capital seemed to be rescuing the market, they weren't competing for chips with the institutions and hot money. This left him utterly perplexed, unsure of Tiangong Capital's intention or Young Master Wang's intention.

It wasn't until he saw a specific comment in the comment section of a trending video on the exchange that he suddenly realized.

“Young Master Wang wants to hang those institutions and hot money at the mountain peak, but why is he so certain that's the peak? Moreover, Tiangong Capital smashed ten billion us dollars into it.

That's not a small amount. Is today really the peak? Why?”

He tried hard to recall the events of the past two days, especially those related to the financial markets.

Soon, an event surfaced in his mind.

Could the global stock markets be facing a winter?

Oh no, Young Master Wang is warning us; it's time to leave.

In other words, it's true!

Calm down, calm down... this... might be an opportunity.

A global winter?

Adding leverage to short? No, the situation isn't clear yet; I can't take the risk.

If Wall Street is making moves, there must be a main battlefield. I must dig it out, and it can't be too late, otherwise, I'll only end up as cannon fodder.

Meanwhile, in Myanmar!

When Young Master Wang brought Butler Wei to Myanmar's largest military port, the area had already been cleared.

There were only a few dozen people inside the entire military port, and all of them were high-ranking officials of the military district.

Of course, these dozens of people were, without exception, talents rewarded by the system.

Looking at the military port before him, only a few frigates were moored on the sea, along with two submarines beneath the surface.

This force could be described as pitifully small, and those frigates were of the lowest quality.

They were fine for bullying small neighboring countries, but if they encountered the frigates of a country like Thailand, they would likely only be able to run for their lives.

Walking around the port satisfied his curiosity about military ports.

It was still early, so he planned to wait until nightfall to release the carrier strike group from the system space; that would be safer.

After all, the night was the best protective layer. As for the satellites in the sky, he could only leave those to the system to handle.

Leading the group back to the port office building, Young Master Wang sat in the head seat.

His knuckles lightly tapped the tabletop while everyone below watched him with rapt attention.

After a long while, Young Master Wang finally spoke: “How is the military district reorganization going? How much qualified manpower is there?”

Sitting in the first seat to his right was a middle-aged man in a light green military uniform with the rank of General.

He was essentially the current Commander-in-Chief of Myanmar's three armed forces.

Hearing Young Master Wang ask about this, he quickly replied, “Young Master, currently the qualified manpower is only one-third of the total force, which is about 150,000.”

Hearing this number, Young Master Wang was somewhat surprised—not because it was too much, but because it was too little.

150,000, meaning the total force was only 450,000, which included the army, navy, and air force.

And only one-third were qualified; what could 150,000 even do?

“Train them. You must train them up as quickly as possible. Starting tomorrow, as long as they don't die from the training, then train them to the brink of death.

A force of 150,000 is too small. My requirements aren't high; the total qualified force of the army, navy, and air force must reach 300,000.

As for everything else, you all discuss and handle it yourselves.”

Once he finished, a Lieutenant General below suddenly stood up and said, “Young Master, their original weapons are truly too poor. Can we procure a batch and swap for new equipment?”

“We definitely have to swap them, but not right now. Wait a bit longer. The economic conditions here are too poor; we'll talk after the Sakura Country situation is over.”

“Yes, Young Master!”

“Alright, everyone go get busy. Tonight we will witness our first carrier strike group together.”

As soon as Young Master Wang finished speaking, everyone rose and said in unison, “Yes!”

Time passed, and it was 8:00 PM!

Everyone gathered at the port again. Looking at the calm sea, their hearts were not like the surface; they were already surging with waves—their excited emotions were stirring.

Young Master Wang took a deep breath, trying to calm his current mood, and thought to himself: “System, deploy the carrier strike group.”

“Ding~ Received, Host. The carrier strike group has been deployed.”

Before long, a massive silhouette suddenly appeared on the dark sea.

To its left and right were 2 basic battleships, 2 basic frigates, 2 basic cruisers, and 2 basic supply ships.

Under the sea, there was also a basic nuclear submarine.

Combined with the original vessels at the port, it was enough to form a carrier strike group. Although they were a bit weak, they could at least help draw fire.

Suddenly, Young Master Wang seemed to think of something. Given the system's usual patterns...

The previous planes were all equipped with crews, so didn't that mean...

The carrier strike group soon docked at the port. Seeing the figures moving about on them, Young Master Wang felt a surge of joy.

As expected, it really came with a navy. Great, this would save a lot of time.

And the qualified manpower had increased significantly again.

Just then, a man in an ink-black military uniform walked down from the aircraft carrier. He looked to be only in his early thirties.

But his military rank was shockingly high.

The man walked quickly to Young Master Wang and saluted: “Young Master, Zhen Xinghe, Captain of the Blade Fleet, reporting to you.”

Zhen Xinghe?

What kind of name is that?

Young Master Wang couldn't help but complain inwardly upon hearing the name.

“Captain Xinghe, from today on, you are the Admiral and Commander-in-Chief of the Myanmar Navy. In a moment, have someone cover up the carrier strike group first; now is not the time for them to make an appearance.”

“Understood, Young Master!”

Afterward, Young Master Wang waved his hand and released everyone from the system space except for the servants, the butler, and other daily life talents.

The entire military port suddenly became bustling with activity.

“Alright, my task is done. You don't need to worry about these people; the Super Bodyguards will stay behind to help you train the soldiers. The others will leave on their own.”

Once these people left the military port, they would naturally become members of several major organizations.

As for Myanmar, there were quite a few Super Bodyguards here, which was enough.

Having finished his work, Young Master Wang did not intend to stay in Myanmar for too long.

He immediately had Butler Wei prepare the plane to return to Modu tomorrow morning.

Presumably, the marriage partner sent by the Zhang family should arrive tomorrow as well.

Moreover, there were only two days left before the Sakura Country operation began. He wondered what the situation was like over there; they probably didn't know the battlefield was about to drop on their heads.