Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

The helicopter dropped off Commander Qiao, Commander Ma, and the other three, and immediately took off to pick them up. Commander Feng was so sorry today. Why had he called him so quickly? He might as well have lost the opportunity.

Although I felt extremely unhappy, I still had to put in some effort to pretend.

Commander Feng extended his hand to Commander Qiao and Li Moer, saying, "This is the commander of the East China Sea Fleet, Qiao Li, and this is the political commissar, Tang Aiguo."

Mo Er stood up and saluted the two men, then Commander Feng went on to introduce them: "This is the North Sea Fleet Commander Ma Xianze, and the Political Commissar Tang Fengshan."

Mo'er saluted again, and Commander Qiao said, "I've long heard of the name of this treasure girl, Comrade Li Mo'er. It's truly an honor to meet her today."

The commander of the North Sea Fleet also smiled and said, "Deputy Regimental Commander Li Moer's name is now well-known in the army. It is truly a household name."

Commander Qiao Liqiao added, "Old Feng, you're being too stingy. Comrade Li Moer has made such great contributions. You only give him the title of deputy commander. Is that appropriate? Otherwise, Comrade Li Moer, come to our East China Sea Fleet. I guarantee you'll be promoted to commander."

Commander Ma Xianze also agreed, why don’t you, Deputy Regiment Commander Li, come to my North Sea Fleet. If you go, I guarantee that the position of deputy brigade commander will be yours.

Commander Feng's face was almost as black as the bottom of a pot. His face was very long, and he said, "What are you doing? What are you doing? My deputy regiment commander, I'm still here, and you want to poach me? No way. It's just deputy brigade commander, right? I'll give it to you when I get back!"

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Hurry up, I'll give each of you a warship. Get out of here quickly. I won't provide you with food!"

Qiao Li and Ma Xianze exchanged glances and reached a tacit understanding. Commander Ma Xianze said, "Well, Commander Feng, it's been half a year since we last met. We both flew all the way here, and you can't just not even offer us a glass of wine. That would be too unbecoming of a great commander."

"This" Commander Feng was in a dilemma. If this were to get out that the two of them came to the South China Sea Fleet and went back without even drinking a glass of water, then his reputation as a stingy person would be confirmed.

He looked at Li Moer, and his meaning was simple: prepare two dishes here and let them finish eating quickly and leave.

Moer understood immediately and said, "There are dishes on that cruiser. Why don't the three commanders and the political commissar move over there and eat and chat!"

Commander Qiao laughed heartily. "Great, great, that's just what I want! Come on, Old Feng, Old Ma, let's go have a drink and catch up!"

Commander Feng had no choice but to follow the two of them onto the cruiser. Mo'er moved his mind, and a few more dishes and two more bottles of Maotai appeared on the table.

Then, she placed a bag of rice, a piece of pork weighing over ten pounds, and potatoes in the island's kitchen. She told the soldiers to go cook and eat first. By the time they finished eating and returned, it would probably still be early.

The soldiers were also hungry. When Moer told them there was rice on the island and they could cook, they all rushed to make some. When they arrived at the kitchen, they saw a large piece of pork and potatoes. They were even more delighted. Some washed the rice, others cut the meat, and they were busy and happy.

The three commanders, three political commissars, and Old Man Wei, seven people sat at the same table. They also invited Mo'er to sit down and eat with them, but Mo'er was unwilling to eat. She just wanted to wait on the table. By the way, she listened to the excitement. She knew in her heart that Commander Feng's wine today was not good.