Generalissimo Ferrero's living room.

Ferrero, who was supposed to play chess after dinner and then rest, surprisingly did not sleep this time.

In front of him, a holographic image showed a middle-aged man with the rank of lieutenant general, standing upright, reporting a group brawl that occurred in the first military region in the afternoon.

"This time, the initiators of the trouble were the battalion commander of the 15th Special Mecha Battalion of the 8th Brigade of the 5th Regiment of the 24th Marine Division of the First Army, Lyro, the battalion commander of the 12th Battalion of mixed female soldiers, and some low-level officers and soldiers of the 18th and 19th Battalions participated, which eventually led to this vicious * incident...... "In line with the principle of grasping the big and letting go of the small, the middle-aged lieutenant general finally summed up the situation and reported several people with the largest ranks, the meaning is of course self-evident. We must punish these brainstorming people in order to be able to enforce strict military discipline.

However, the old man in a gray coat and as simple as an imperial peasant, looked at the lieutenant general in front of him with a smile, without the anger he imagined.

"Andreev, is the situation under control?" Finally, after the lieutenant general, who was the commander of the army, finished speaking, Ferrero asked with a slow smile, grinning, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes bloomed like petals.

Lieutenant General Andreev was a little apprehensive in his heart, and he fixed his mind: "Report to the chief, everything is under control." ”

"Very good, very good, not in vain for my cultivation of you. Ferrero nodded, raised the teapot in his hand, took a big sip, and laughed, "Listen to what you said, so many battalions are involved, and now there should be a lot of people in the cells of the First Army, is it full?"

Seeing that the old man in front of him did not immediately give the final decision, but pulled to the cell, Andreev felt a little sweat on his forehead, but he didn't dare to wipe it, just swallowed a mouthful of saliva, nodded, and became more and more respectful: "Now it's full of ......" This is a little embarrassing, as the person in charge of the military region, he made such a thing under his nose, and it was not a proud achievement to fill the cells of the military region.

And those little Jiujiu in his heart were still afraid that the old man in front of him would see through it. Now Andreev regretted it a little, he should have sent his escort earlier, or simply delayed, he shouldn't have stepped on the point so hesitantly.

"Wipe your sweat. The old man said lightly, but let Andreev Khan, who obeyed the order, rub more and more, "The time to arrive is very fast, and it seems that your ability to lead troops has improved again." As he spoke, Ferrero had an obscure expression on his face.

"Yes, yes...... No, no, this is all a good ...... of the chief's education" Andreev's words were a little messy, and the sweat on his head was like a waterfall.

Laugh. Forget it, in the empire, who is not selfish. The old man sighed in his heart. Andreev's thoughts, how could he, the old chief, not see it. The 15th Battalion of Mecha was originally an ownerless piece of fat with many thorns, which actually shows that they are the elites of each army. In the army, only talented people will be unruly, and the mediocre people who have half a bucket of water, as soon as they enter, must have been immediately rubbed off their edges and corners, and they have become ordinary soldiers who obey orders and listen to commands.

Back then, when the madman was still in the 15th battalion, how crazy this mecha battalion was, the strength of a battalion dared to charge in the face of an enemy division, which fully demonstrated the strong combat effectiveness of this battalion. It's a pity that after the man left, the battalion went down. However, as long as you have a little brain, you know that this 15th battalion just lacks a strong leader, and once a strong leader like before appears, the 15th battalion can definitely restore its past glory.

The commander of the 15th battalion appeared on his first day in office, not to say that Andreev was playing tricks, at least he wanted to steer the situation in his favor. He, but he has always wanted to install his henchmen in the 15th battalion, but there are no clear hints in front of him!

Ferrero looked at the commander who was about to undress in front of him, and felt a little tired, so he said: "Reykaya, Philo and a few other leaders, locked up for three days, and the others are released and let them return to their original team." ”

"But......" Andreev must have been a little unwilling, but when he saw the flashing glimpse in the generalissimo's eyes, he immediately fell silent and did not dare to say any more.

"Are there any dead people?" Ferrero asked, seemingly casually.

Andreev naturally knew that the chief asked about the casualties only after making a decision, so he naturally did not intend to investigate them specifically, and immediately answered realistically, without deliberately exaggerating or deliberately concealing it: "Chief, they are only wounded but not killed." ”

Nodding dispensably, just before the end of the communication, Generalissimo Ferrero said in a soft voice to himself: "Let them train in peace for a month, and then check the results!"

Holographic video is interrupted.

Andreev was finally able to wipe the sweat stains from his head with a handkerchief, and his heart was still beating wildly. The head of the "white-haired demon" when he was young, although in recent years, after claiming to have read the Buddhist scriptures of the late ancient Khan clan, he has become more and more indifferent, and some people actually call him "white-haired Buddha", but in Andreev's view, this killing god who has gone through countless encounters between life and death is just introverted by his evil spirit. In the face of him, even if it was just a video, Andreev was very nervous.

glanced at the files in his hand, one was from Reykeya, the other was from Li Dong, and on the two files, there was the same obscene smile.

"Smack!"

Throwing the file on the desk, Andreev rubbed his temples and muttered: "Generalissimo, Generalissimo, do you value this scoundrel named Li Dong so much because his background is very similar to that of your youth?

However, he may not even have noticed that even when he talked about Ferrero in private, he used honorifics.

When the seeds of fear are planted, the trees that grow are not easy to topple.

......

1st Military District.

Confinement room.

It was almost late at night, and in addition to the lights and insects, only the soldiers on duty occasionally passed by with guns, and their faces were a little tired in addition to the rigidity of numbness.

In the shadows they didn't notice, a man was on tiptoe, hunched back, carrying a bulging bag behind his back, with a cat-like stride, flashing quickly through the bright lights, walking in one shadow and another, silently.

When he arrived at the confinement room on the second floor, this shadow showed his true face under the faint light of the button - Li Dong!

While humming a song in his heart, this guy took out the identity card from a logistics administrator during the day from his pocket, and swiped it at the swipe on the door, only to hear a soft sound of "beep", and the door lock opened automatically.

With a smile, Li Dong carried a big bag on his back, and in a flash, he entered the confinement room and closed the door of the confinement room with his hand.

However, he immediately froze.

Philo, whose exposed skin glowed in the night, looked at him in the same shock.

Two people, staring at each other with big eyes.