In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

This group of senior military officers escorted Zhang Xiangbei and his wife to the car. Before leaving, they asked General Zhang very politely if he would like to come over and say a few words at tomorrow's celebration banquet and award medals to the soldiers who have made meritorious services.

Zhang Xiangbei sat in the car with a majestic face, as cold as an iceberg...

After receiving the general's instructions, the general's wife waved lightly: "Don't bother the general with such a trivial matter."

"Understood." Ye Zhengting saluted and watched the general and his wife leave in the car.

When the special car disappeared from sight, Ye Zhengting said sincerely: "I hope we will live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart."

"I sincerely wish General Zhang and his wife can grow old together in Binhai, and they will raise eyebrows together. After ten years of dedication to the motherland, he really needs to enjoy his life and live a happy life for a few days."

Long Fei took a deep look at Ye Zhengting, but without exposing Lao Deng's vicious thoughts, he said calmly: "What if the person I admire most in my life is my brother? His strength is his, and all the credit should be left to me, an old brother. , I really..."

"The general has always been selfless, how could he only favor an old brother like you?" Ye Zhengting said in a deep voice. "The general will definitely share my share of the victory."

Several old Wushuangs immediately stepped forward to claim the credit: "General Beimang, in his ten years, when has he made extraordinary achievements and treated us old guys badly? When has Beimang not given us a sip of soup when he eats meat?"

"Da Fei, the general didn't say some things because he was afraid that we would feel uncomfortable eating the soup. But as the coach of Beimang, you cannot tamper with the rules that the general has set over the years."

"Don't give us any less of the soup we should drink."

Long Fei twitched the corner of his mouth. Before the generals had even gone far, these old men opened the champagne in advance and prepared to share the cake.

Before Long Fei could get out of his stance and settle the score.

Ye Zhengting changed the topic and said in a deep voice: "In this military exercise, Beimang Han Dong performed well, and he had the demeanor of a general..."

"Oh." Long Fei's words were neither salty nor bland, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised. "He is a soldier I trained with my own hands."

"Long Shuai has good eyesight." Several old Wushuang praised him. "As expected of the new king of Beimang."

The corner of Long Fei's mouth curled up even harder than AK, and he said loudly: "I will follow my brother's rules, everyone has a piece of cake, and I will never favor one over the other."

"The handsome dragon is mighty." Ye Zhengting gave a thumbs up.

I'm already thinking about which few obedient confidants to give special promotions.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at He Jun, who was standing not far away. Well, this guy and General Zhang have both carried guns together, and they deserve special attention.

Long Fei had a scheming fight with these old men, and felt more tired than fighting bloody battles in the outer world.

The brain cells were burned, and they all smelled like paste.

After the game, Long Fei came to the infirmary to look for Han Dong.

This kid was seriously injured, but Brother Huan was fine. He couldn't help but get angry and glared at Qin Huan: "What do you do for food!?"

Marshal Beimang roared.

The wounded nearby, the nurse sister, and the wounded in the front army were all frightened.

This Long Shuai is the overlord of Beimang. Although he may not look tall, he is all concentrated in essence. He is very powerful...

Qin Huan straightened his back and explained: "Long Shuai, when we were carrying out the beheading operation, we fell into Gandaolin's trick. Han Dong was in charge of the rear, but he encountered the main force of the coalition forces, so..."

"So..." Long Fei frowned, full of dignity. "Did Han Dong take the lead in this military exercise?"

"Of course!" Qin Huan reacted and immediately expressed his stance. "Han Dong led dozens of Beimang veterans to stop thousands of coalition troops. They fought bravely and were seriously injured and could not leave the firing line. This was seen by all the officers."

Long Fei nodded solemnly, sat beside the bed and said earnestly: "Take good care of your injuries, and I will personally award you a medal at the celebration banquet!"

Han Dong opened his mouth and saw the various intentions of Brother Huan and Brother Fei in this brief conversation, but he couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Long Shuai, I didn't do anything..."

"modesty."

Long Fei frowned and looked around with majestic eyes: "Without your restraint, can the front army arrive in time? Can the Beimang army take down the coalition forces in one go?"

After saying that, Long Fei glanced sideways at Qin Huan: "You write the report, I will approve the note. I want Han Dong to be a model in Beimang."

"Yes!" Qin Huan saluted.

The corner of Han Dong's mouth twitched, feeling that he couldn't do enough...

His face was dry and embarrassed.

"Give me a list of those Beimang veterans who are following you." Long Fei glanced at Han Dong. "I want to reward you heavily."

Han Dong was sweating profusely and dumbfounded: "Long Shuai, this..."

"You want to disobey me?" Long Fei said displeased.

"No ..."

"Take good care of yourself." Long Fei stood up and led everyone away.

After watching Long Shuai leave, Han Dong said with an embarrassed face: "Brother Huan, does this count as me using the back door?"

Qin Huan was stunned, grinned, and asked: "Do you think you are worthy of Zhang Xiangbei's back door?"

If we really want to go through the back door, my Qin family has been in the army for three generations and has great power. Will the position of young commander of Beimang go to that damn dwarf?