Sam Lane

Inside a villa, the lighting was warm, and in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows stood a lieutenant general who was no more than thirty years old, with a robust build and a serious demeanor.

Sam Lane gently swirled the vodka in his glass and looked out at the night.

Vodka doesn't actually have a strong aroma; its flavor comes from the sweet aftertaste and fragrance, a refreshing coolness like water and a fiery passion.

It has a very refreshing and stimulating feel; those who are not used to it may get goosebumps from the stimulation. However, as you savor it, you will find that this wine is very fragrant and has a sweet aftertaste.

Sam Lane took a small sip, and the tingling sensation as it flowed down his throat made him squint.

He stood upright, a standard soldier standing straight, silently looking out the window, exuding the aura of someone of high rank and power.

Sam Lane was a strong, rugged-looking general, the youngest and most promising general. His Family background and his own abilities had made significant contributions in the Vietnam War and the Cold War with the Soviet Union.

If there were a general's position available now, he would be more than qualified to be promoted to general.

The promotion of a general strictly follows the "one step back, one step forward" principle. There must be a vacancy in the general's position, and the president must nominate the general. The general must be approved by the selection committee and the Senate before he can be promoted. Therefore, he needs to wait for a general to retire.

"General Lane! General Vick has already secretly deployed elite troops in the suburbs."

An adjutant entered the room, straightened his back, saluted, and reported on matters.

Sam Lane's narrowed eyes gleamed. "Target."

"After our confirmation, the leader of the 'Ba Miu Luo Di' gang in the Suicide Slum is indeed the Biological Warrior sample that General Vick mentioned, the only successful sample from the research institute."

"He made no attempt to conceal his whereabouts, establishing the 'Ba Miu Luo Di' gang in the Suicide Slum of the Metropolis, unifying the gang- Lin Li environment of the Suicide Slum. According to observations, he does indeed possess enormous strength, an invulnerable body, as described in the information provided to the military by General Vick. He has also demonstrated the ability to jump over forty meters high, and just a week ago, he kicked a helicopter to pieces."

"Two days earlier, in the Tower of Babel of Babylon in the Suicide Slum, his eyes emitted red rays. Preliminary detection indicated that this was a thermally focused Infrared Ray laser Lightray with an extremely high temperature."

"That's what the adjutant reported."

Sam Lane's breathing slowed slightly, his eyes showing a hint of shock; he was even more powerful than described in the data.

A leap of over forty meters—each floor is about three meters, let's say four—means a being capable of jumping over ten floors in one go, and is also invulnerable to blades and bullets, with a body like steel and eyes that can shoot lasers.

He had already read the information provided by General Vick, and it did not list someone as powerful as Ba Di.

Since the missile explosion at the military base, General Vick has provided a lot of biological data, but he did not reveal that Ba Di was an alien. He simply fabricated a successful biological experimental sample.

The military had always known that General Vick intended to create super soldiers to fight in the Cold War with the Soviet Union, so it was not surprising that one such case was unexpectedly successful.

"A super soldier created, immediately mastering hacking skills? Hacked the entire military base? And had missiles bomb the military base? And tied down other military bases providing support? Destroyed the entire Underground Research Institute? Completely destroyed genetic samples and biological data, leaving nothing behind?"

Sam Lane frowned. He knew General Vick better than anyone else, had more information about him, and had studied him more thoroughly. No matter how you looked at it, this didn't seem like something General Vick had created.

Even Colonel Violet, who was by General Vick's side, was just an alien chip Biological Warrior that Area 51 had researched and tested with all its might. Could General Vick possibly have developed Biological Warrior that was more powerful Violet? Sam Lane did not believe it.

So... where did he come from? Where did this monster come from? "I need to track General Vick's movements over the past two years. I need to know where he's been. I need to know when he diligently went to that military base."

Sam Lane squinted and gave the order.

He was slightly tempted.

He is the most prominent lieutenant general. If no general retires for the time being, he will continue to hold the position of lieutenant general until they get old and he retires.

This is too slow.

Now, this is an opportunity.

General Viktor is in trouble. The biological data he provided has temporarily appeased the military personnel, but the deaths of nearly 7,000 soldiers, the serious injuries of 3,000 soldiers, and the disability of over 1,000 soldiers have already occurred. However, this has been temporarily suppressed, and attention has been shifted to the Cold War with the Soviet Union.

If the situation escalates, General Vick's position as general will be in jeopardy, absolutely in jeopardy.

The youngest general in the United States! The youngest general in the United States! The youngest general in the United States! With the position vacant, I will soon be the youngest general, and I will basically be a figure who will go down in history. In the future, every United States will know that there was a youngest general who was only in his thirties and had already reached the top of the military and political positions.

This temptation is absolutely irresistible.

A slight burning desire rose within Sam Lane; a yearning arose within him, and the Desire for power was born in his mind.

Above the rank of general, there is the rank of five-star general, which is equivalent to marshal.

This rank of general is only awarded during wartime. Given the current intense Cold War with the Soviet Union, if one could be promoted to general, become a five-star general, and defeat the Soviet Union, then one would truly leave a lasting mark on the milestones of United States history.

This is simply unprecedented; his achievements are so great that his portrait could be printed on US dollars.

"Call..."

Sam Lane's gaze calmed from his Desire, and he exhaled softly, suppressing his Desire.

Becoming a five-star general is highly unlikely, and having your portrait printed on US dollars is also highly unlikely; these are all fantasies.

However, becoming a general inevitably requires taking a few steps ahead.

"Get the car ready, let's go to Vic's."

Sam Lane tiptoed down from the villa, passed by his daughter's room, gently opened the door to glance at his sleeping daughter, tucked her legs back under the covers, covered her up, and gently kissed her forehead.

As a result, Louis's little face scrunched up, and she turned over in her sleep with a muffled groan, clearly annoyed that her father's kiss had disturbed her sleep.

Sam Lane couldn't help but chuckle, completely unlike a high-ranking general, as he looked at his daughter with amusement.

After watching for a while, he tiptoed out the door.

He quietly bent down and closed the door.

After a careful 'snap'.

Separated by a door, his spine suddenly straightened, and he was once again the taciturn lieutenant general, Sam Lane.