Chapter 526: Want to come and go? Do you think my Third Brigade is a public toilet?

Off the charts!

Everyone thought Zheng Chengfeng would be pressured, but he completely refuses to buckle under pressure!

Feng Ming still thought this guy was just bluffing, and directly pulled out his phone to threaten.

"You think I don't dare?"

"Go ahead and hit me!"

"I really did hit him!"

"If you've got the guts, hit me!"

"Don't push me!"

"You hit him now!"

"I really did hit him, I really did hit him......"

Feng Ming finally put on an act and lowered his phone: "Out of consideration for you once being my subordinate, I won't take things to such an extreme, unlike you!"

Zheng Chengfeng's eyes were practically rolling to the sky—clearly he himself lacked confidence, yet he's still bluffing here?

Even if it went up to the commander, at most it would just be a symbolic reprimand.

In the end, the big thing was made small, the small thing was settled.

The reason is simple: the Second Brigade's surplus funds and equipment are themselves army property.

Transferring from the Second Brigade to the Third Brigade is proper, reasonable, compliant, and legal—it's just moving money from the left pocket to the right pocket, all for national defense construction.

Even if Feng Ming kicked up a fuss at the Southern Theater Command Headquarters, it would be useless; moreover, the Third Brigade's construction work is in full swing and has already shown initial results, so going there would just be praise.

Feng Ming seemed to feel he'd lost face, and his attitude suddenly turned extremely hardline: "Zheng Chengfeng, you insist on pushing things to this extreme—do you want to break relations?"

Zheng Chengfeng didn't back down either: "Who's the one who pushed things to this extreme?"

"The drills haven't even started, and you're letting your troops come mess with our morale?"

"You think I don't know your little tricks? I'm just letting bygones be bygones out of old sentiment."

"You lot are purely suffering from your own management problems, yet you still want to smear us with dirty water?"

"In my free time, I'd rather go back and conduct a work‑style discipline inspection, strictly investigate grassroots discipline, and eliminate such phenomena from recurring."

Feng Ming was pointed at the nose and lectured by his former subordinate; losing face, he immediately flew into a rage.

"How I do my work doesn't need your instruction!"

"You're no longer part of the Second Brigade, so you have no right to point fingers at our internal affairs!"

"I don't care about anything else, but the funds, materiel, and equipment that the Second Brigade was tricked out of by you—I must take them back today!"

Zheng Chengfeng also slammed the table and stood up: "I've laid out my words for you—you won't be able to take them away!"

"See if I can take them—I'm now taking people to the First Battalion to haul back everything movable from the warehouse!"

"You dare?"

"What do I have to dare? It was originally the Second Brigade's!"

"That damn thing is the army's, it's the nation's!"

"The usage rights belong to the Second Brigade, and you swindled them away with your smooth talk!"

Seeing the talk wasn't going anywhere, Feng Ming dropped a harsh warning, gathered his men, and prepared to leave.

But he didn't expect Zheng Chengfeng to summon people, having the guards block the doorway.

Both sides shoved and shoved, the scene instantly turned tense and explosive, filled with the smell of gunpowder.

"Want to come? Want to leave? Do you think my Third Brigade is a public toilet?"

"Zheng Chengfeng, you dare to block me? Try it!"

"Feng, if you dare to go to the First Battalion and move stuff, I dare to charge you with obstructing the Third Brigade's construction, hindering Navy development, and affecting national defense cause development—so that people will have you arrested!"

Hiss...

This huge accusation made everyone suck in a cold breath.

Seeing both sides getting heated, the gunpowder about to ignite, Xiong Yao hurriedly stepped in to mediate.

"Say less, say less; listen to me, each step back, each step back."

"We're all doing this for the brigade's construction, all to make the Navy better."

"Listen to me, let's just drop this matter today, okay?"

"Old Zheng, tell the guards to step aside—we're all comrades and colleagues, why bother?"

"Brigade Commander Feng, another day, another day I'll set up a banquet and properly apologize to you."

"Let's just stop here, pretend nothing happened—if things blow up and reach the commander's ears, it'll be bad for both of us."

"Xiong Yao's timing in offering that ladder was just right."

"Although the words came one after another, the atmosphere got stiff, but actually neither side really wanted to blow things up."

"The two brigade commanders coming to blows—if this got out, it wouldn't just be embarrassing; they'd definitely be punished."

"Impulse is the devil; we're all comrades, why bother?"

"Xiong Yao kept urging, and it seemed to be having some effect."

"Just as he was about to press his advantage, the telephone on the table suddenly rang."

"At this tense moment, everyone was too occupied, so only he could go answer it."

"Hello, this is..."

"Before Xiong Yao could finish his sentence, his body instinctively straightened, and his tone shifted."

"Yes, yes, he's here—I'll let him take the call."

"Zheng Chengfeng walked over to answer the phone, but his eyes stayed locked on Feng Ming."

"He even used two fingers to point at his own eyes, indicating 'I'm still watching you—don't try any tricks.'"

Hey... yes, yes, that's what you're criticizing.

Feng Ming is here; I'll let him take the call.

Zheng Chengfeng passed the receiver over, and Feng Ming frowned.

Who?

You'll know once you listen.

Hmph!

Feng Ming snatched the receiver from his hand, and as soon as he said "hey", he heard a stern voice from the other side.

Feng Ming, you've got a lot of nerve!

Sir, Commander!

Feng Ming, frightened, quickly stood at attention.

Huang Honghui and the others also grew tense.

The Commander called just now; it seems he already knows what happened here.

As expected, Feng Ming was dressed down like a grandson, and from time to time he had to lift his head and wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

The superior's criticism is aimed at me—I will definitely learn from it!

After returning, immediately launch a work style and discipline rectification, and strictly investigate grassroots discipline issues!

I guarantee such things won't happen again, and no contraband will appear...

After finishing the guarantee and hanging up, Feng Ming only then realized his back was soaked through.

He also hadn't expected the Commander's information to be so well-informed, let alone so clear about what happened here.

This Commander Gu, who's only been here less than half a year, is certainly no ordinary fellow.

Even from the other side's words, he could hear a deliberate intention to support the Third Brigade.

He didn't think about other aspects, after all, the Third Brigade's construction is currently a focus of the Southern Navy, naturally receiving strong support from above.

Feng Ming took a deep breath, tried to calm his emotions: "Zheng Chengfeng, today's matter ends here, but our business isn't finished—we've settled our grudge, so in the exercise I won't go easy on your people."

Then I'll definitely smash your head like a dog's head!

Zheng Chengfeng sneered: "Who wins or loses isn't certain yet."

Feng Ming snorted: "We'll see!"

Take your time—I won't see you out.

The guard stepped aside, and Feng Ming angrily led his team away.

Zheng Chengfeng wiped the sweat from his forehead, finally breathed a sigh of relief: "This hurdle is basically over; from now on we don't have to worry about being bothered."

Xiong Yao laughed and cried: "You have connections with the Commander—you should have said so earlier, making me worry here."

Zheng Chengfeng looked at him: "What do you mean by having the Commander's connection? You wouldn't think the Commander is speaking up for me, would you?"

Otherwise what?

Forget it, just consider it as speaking up for me.

Zheng Chengfeng felt that the Commander was more speaking up for the Third Brigade, and for Lu Yang.

As for himself, he was more like an afterthought—the one who incidentally received protection.

However, these aren't important; what's important is that we can now wholeheartedly prepare for the exercise.

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

The 073A medium landing ship slowly approached the small island's diving area.

The gangway was lowered, and the insulated buckets were carried off the ship by the sailors and placed on the beach.

Should we blow the whistle?

No need.

Gao Feng asked Lu Yang whether to end the training and gather everyone.

Lu Yang waved his hand and directly opened the lids of several insulated buckets.

The next second, a smell of food drifted out on the wind.

In the surrounding grass, thin, yellow-faced, disheveled heads topped with grass popped up one after another.

But this group was very alert, merely watching from afar without rushing forward—as if they were checking whether it was a trick or a trap.

What are you looking at? Everyone, come over and assemble!

Lu Yang shouted, but they didn't immediately come running.

Instead, they turned their heads and made a "bu-gu bu-gu" bird call toward the rear.

Soon, the cuckoo calls from the woods echoed back and forth, and from time to time thin, yellow-faced soldiers came running out.

The wilderness survival training lasted a full nine days, and almost everyone was in the state of being hungry for nine meals every three days.

The small amount of water and food they had when they first landed had been completely eaten and drunk by many within the first three days.

Then they gnawed tree bark, ate wild fruits, and dug up plant roots and stems.

Even ants, snakes, and rats were caught and eaten by them, yet they still couldn't meet the enormous daily consumption of the training.

If you put these hundred or so people on the island for a month, they'd probably gnaw the whole island bare.

At ease!

Attention!

Lu Yang loudly shouted the slogan.

The soldiers, due to lack of nutrition, had noticeably slower reactions.

At this moment, their eyes were all fixed on the insulated buckets behind Lu Yang, which gave off a tempting aroma.

If it weren't for the military discipline restraining them, they would have already rushed up and shoved their heads into the bucket to grab the food.

Lu Yang asked, "Hungry?"

"Hungry!"

"Want to eat?"

"Want!"

"Want to eat? No problem, but there's a condition…"