Yanjiao, a secret base.

Military commanders from all countries came to inspect the terrain and environment.

Long Fei dragged Qin Huan and complained: "It's been three days, my brother hasn't replied to a single WeChat, and he doesn't even want to be a consultant, alas, is it really a family and a business, and he is timid?" ”

Qin Huan lit a cigarette and said in a deep voice: "I sent my brother more than 300 WeChat messages and played more than 50 voice videos, but I didn't pay attention to any of them. ”

A certain old Wushuang walked over unconsciously and participated in this high-level chat with the military department: "I said that he would hide and appear as a Beimang soldier, and he didn't bird me." ”

When Long Fei and Qin Huan heard this, they glared at Lao Wushuang one after another: "Are you sick?" My brother is famous for his pomp and circumstance, good face, and usually when he goes to the canteen for a meal, he has to bring 1,800 personal soldiers to escort him. ”

"As a creep? You might as well let my brother lie in the coffin. ”

Ye Zhengting also quietly joined the private chat team: "Then you have to think of a way?" You can't really let me carry it alone, right? ”

Seeing this, Long Fei immediately put out the score of the young marshal of Beimang: "Why are you carrying it alone?" When I'm dead? I'm also a deputy conductor, okay? ”

Ye Zhengting was very anxious in his heart, and lowered his posture and said, "Brother Fei, you can do well, and then contact General Zhang." I reported the plan before, and none of those old foxes dicked me, looking at that posture, it seems that we want to make our own decisions. ”

"I'll fight! I'll fight now! I'm blowing up his phone! ”

Long Fei was also a little anxious.

At the beginning, Long Fei was also a little supportive in the internal meeting.

I thought that no matter what my brother said, he would also give advice behind his back, so that he would not be completely ignored.

But I didn't expect that three days later, my brother simply disappeared, as if he was waiting for a week to sit in the infield to watch the show...

Especially the old war gods led by Gan Daolin made a strong comeback, all kinds of rumors flew all over the sky, and the pressure on Long Fei also came up.

It's not that he has to let his brother teach him how to handle this military exercise.

But for so many years, he has become accustomed to reporting to his brother when he encounters important decisions.

This time he suddenly couldn't contact anyone, Long Fei's heart was empty, and he suffered more than the cold war with Ning Zi.

Doodle.

The phone rang twice before it was connected.

"Hey."

On the other side of the phone, Zhang Ruoyu's calm voice came.

"Brother..."

Long Fei's voice trembled, and he was so aggrieved: "Where have you been?" Why can't you contact people? I was so nervous that I almost called the police to find you. ”

"Accompany my daughter-in-law to catch up on dramas."

Zhang Ruoyu held his mobile phone and coaxed Xuebao, who had been in a cold war with him for several days.

Brother Zhang was not handsome in front of Xue Bao once, Xue Bao held a grudge and ignored him.

Seeing that the phone was connected, a group of people leaned over to eavesdrop, as if grasping a life-saving straw.

It's been ten years, and there are people who go to thunder in front of the battle every day, and one husband is the pass.

Suddenly playing missing, Ye Zhengting's old guys panicked.

Not to mention them, even Long Fei, a group of henchmen who have been following for many years, suddenly lost their backbone, and their hearts were not steady.

"What drama is so good?" Long Fei said hardly. "Brother, you push me down on WeChat, and I'll chase after me when I turn around."

As soon as the words fell.

Ye Zhengting kicked Long Fei's buttocks, lowered his voice and said, "Da Fei!" Can you chat? ”

Long Fei touched his buttocks and said stubbornly: "Brother, Lao Li just made a suggestion to me, saying that if you want to come to the scene to experience it, don't sit in the infield, be a small soldier and supervise the battle on the spot." ”

"What? Soldier?! "Brother Zhang on the other end of the phone exploded instantly." Listen to it yourself, is this human talk? ”

"I also scolded Lao Li like this at the time, with my brother's domineering spirit, even if he lacks arms and legs, and goes to the battlefield with a pestle, it will be impossible to be mistaken for a small soldier."

Long Fei said, and changed the conversation: "Brother, Gan Daolin is back, he wants to increase the casualty rate." ”

Zhang Ruoyu on the other side of the phone was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly asked: "In the past few years since he retired, how much has he been wronged in the United States, and how much conflict has he had with the high-level?" ”

"Huh?" Long Fei opened his mouth, a little embarrassed.

The other military bigwigs who eavesdropped were also in a bit of a trance.

"Otherwise, how could he make such an impudent request to increase the casualty rate of the American military? How much he hated the American military. ”

Zhang Ruoyu's sharp and deep voice sounded.

Even across the phone, Long Fei smelled the aura of slaughter.

But this murderous aura, he is familiar with it, and it smells steady.

Holding the microphone, he glanced at Ye Zhengting: "Brother agrees." ”

When Ye Zhengting heard this, his face showed a steady happiness.

That's what he's waiting for.

It's really going to be the day of the pot, let alone Zhang Xiangbei, and there is no need for Long Fei to come forward, Ye Zhengting can carry it himself.

He is just used to the atmosphere of Zhang Xiangbei's brutal control of the overall situation, General Zhang does not speak, he is not steady.

"Brother Fei, if you are tired to help me ask, if those bastards secretly join forces to cause sabotage, as the host, where is our bottom line?" Ye Zhengting bent down and asked.

Long Fei nodded, and after consulting his brother's opinion, he held his head high, and said without being salty or indifferent: "What my brother means is to refuse mental internal friction and do something directly." ”

When Ye Zhengting heard this, he grinned, his face full of evil: "This taste is right." ”