Special Forces: Rising from the Ashes of the Lone Wolf

The execution ground? What's going on?

Ling Yun was confused, completely baffled.

By the time I wanted to ask him something, Raymond Lam had already gone downstairs.

That's right, Gui Jianchou's secretary called to inform him to go to the leader's office to collect his merit award.

More than twenty elite mercenaries were wiped out in one battle.

The danger was nipped in the bud, causing no harm whatsoever to the city and its people.

They also captured the K2 Southeast Dumb Leader Orca and his assistant Viper.

This allowed the relevant departments to gain a deeper and more detailed understanding of K2.

Therefore, with the approval of the Party Committee of the Theater Command, Long Yan and his team were awarded a collective first-class merit.

Apart from Zhuang Yan, all members of the Dragon Soul were awarded a first-class merit (compensation for killing the scoundrel).

The others were awarded the Third-Class Merit Citation, including Ma Dafeng.

Logically speaking, receiving military merits should be a happy and joyous occasion.

However, Lin Feng had an ominous feeling.

Since I had to go to Guijianchou's office to pick it up, I asked if it could be considered sensitive.

1:40 PM

In front of Lin Zhengyuan's office at the theater command headquarters.

Lin Feng straightened his military uniform and said, "Report!"

"Come in."

After receiving permission, I pushed open the door and entered.

The next second, seeing Lin Zhengyuan sitting on the sofa and looking at Lin Feng, he felt his heart pound.

What's with this murderous aura, old man?

"Greetings, sir! What kind of kung fu are you practicing? It looks incredibly powerful!"

"Hmph, do you think you don't know what kind of kung fu I'm practicing?"

Lin Zhengyuan sneered, not giving Lin Feng a chance to make a joke.

"Sit down, I'll pour you some water myself."

"Now that you've grown up, you can do business directly with the Wang family."

"So I have to be obsequious and flatter you!"

Lin Zhengyuan got up and went to pour water himself.

Lin Feng sat there, but felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Damn it, this is serious. Is it too late to run away now?

The next second, Lin Zhengyuan returned with the water, still wearing that forced smile.

"Drink water,"

Lin Feng glanced at the cup. How can you drink boiled water?

"Reporting to the commander, I am not thirsty."

"I poured it myself, are you not going to give me face?"

Lin Feng smiled wryly: "Chief, has this always been your way of flattering me?"

Haha, you can still be funny now, that's a great attitude!

However, immediately afterward, Lin Zhengyuan changed his 'fierce-eyed Vajra' expression.

"You're not going to drink, huh?"

"Alright, then I'll tell you what I have to say."

"Forty billion US dollars were lost for a Nuwa Commando Team."

"So, what's going on in your head, kid?"

"Is it glue, or did it get stuck in the door?"

"Six girls, each costing nearly seven hundred million US dollars. Even if they were made of gold, they wouldn't be worth that much, right?"

"Of course, I know that your only problem is your fondness for 'beautiful women'."

"But did I interfere or even ask about it?"

"Look at your house, even three mahjong tables wouldn't be enough, would they?"

"To put it another way: the cultural troupes are directly under the theater command, and the cultural troupes are under the command of each army group."

"The theater command hospital, hospitals directly under the various army groups, etc."

"Aren't tens of thousands of girls enough for you to choose from and date?"

"They insist on using four billion US dollars to exchange for a Nuwa Commando Team."

"Have you filed a report?"

"Did you ask me for my consent?"

"What, have I become nothing more than a decoration now?"

"How about this, you can sit in my seat?"

"Hmph, you want girls, I want money!"

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Half an hour later, Lin Feng left the headquarters.

At that moment, he felt the sunshine was exceptionally beautiful and the air was exceptionally fresh.

Without a doubt, he was "criticized" for a full half hour this time.

The spittle on my face hasn't dried yet.

In short, it can be summed up in two words: too difficult, too difficult, too difficult!

"As expected of the Demon's Bane, it is indeed terrifying!"

While inwardly complaining, Raymond Lam was also annoyed, or rather, extremely depressed.

"Minister Wang said to block a bullet, is this how you block it?"

"Hmph, we can't trust him anymore, because even he can't withstand Ghost's Fire 693 power output."

"It was really lucky that I survived this time."

"There can't be a next time, or I'll be drowned in spittle!"

Terrifying, exhausting, and distressing.

We are now free from suffering because we made promises and guarantees.

In the next six months, we need to secure a seizure of no less than eight billion US dollars.

Therefore, Alexander also had to stop the gun from firing at the Ghost.

Otherwise, if we settle both old and new scores at once, the future will be difficult!

"No, I suffered this myself, so I have to ask Old Man Wang for some compensation."

Lin Feng never does business that loses money.

As I drove home, I pondered what I should get to make my money's worth.

Hmm, you're asking if we're not going back to the base?

What's the point of replying? Aren't you already frustrated enough by all the criticism you've received?

How many people can withstand half an hour of soul-searching questions and spittle-flecked remarks?

As for whether it was his own fault?

If we're looking for compensation, wouldn't it be more appropriate to approach the Nuwa team members?

Nonsense! Old Wang promised to shield someone from the bullet, but he didn't end up doing it!

Furthermore, what could the Nuwa team members possibly have?

Apart from the vice-captain Tan Yamin, none of the other girls' looks met Lin's aesthetic standards...

Lin Feng arrived home at 2:30 p.m.

However, the house was deserted and quiet, and even the nanny was not there.

"Hey, Xintong, where have you two been?"

"Shopping with your younger brother and sister-in-law?"

"Oh, that's alright then. I'll stay here by myself for a while and wait for you to come back."

"Okay, okay, I'll cook for you myself!"