Chapter 512
Really or fake, how is that possible?
Harboring disbelief, Shen Shen Shen Lanni picked up her chopsticks to taste, and her beautiful eyes instantly lit up.
It was so delicious she couldn't stop, and she had never eaten such delicious food.
At this second, Shen Shen Shen Lanni's thoughts turned a hundred times, thinking of many, many things!
Only now was her man's true cooking skill.
He had hidden it before, to avoid cooking and hide for leisure.
Confirmed, she must fight him to the end tonight, never ending until death...
Eating the top-grade dishes, drinking the top-grade special supply, the atmosphere quickly reached its peak.
Drinking the wine in the cup, Zheng Zheng Yanlong was heroic.
"Brother, you had a big hemorrhage today, I suppose you must have a request?"
"Rest assured, as long as your brother can do it, I guarantee it will be handled properly."
After three rounds of drinking and five flavors of dishes, it was indeed time to talk about business.
Lin Feng smiled: "Actually, it's not really anything, it's very simple."
"My squadron, just established, is short of manpower."
"So I thought about going down to walk around, and I couldn't bypass the troops of you two brothers."
Thought it was something else, just this?
Zheng Zheng Yanlong patted his chest: "¨々Brother has nothing to say, as long as you take a fancy to them, take them away directly."
"Heh, it's not that serious."
Lin Feng smiled: "We live upstairs and downstairs, left and right neighbors."
"This time the focus is on connecting feelings, and secondly, to give you two brothers a heads-up in advance."
"To save you from not welcoming me when the time comes, and scolding me for wool-gathering behind my back."
"But please rest assured, I don't want just anyone."
"I guarantee I won't poach the key talents of you two brothers."
Done, Lan Lan Zhiguang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now he was really worried that this meal would require a heavy price.
Now looking at it, it was his own small-mindedness, and he thought too much!
"Brother, tell me, who did you take a fancy to in my 9th Brigade?"
Lin Feng held up a finger: "For now, just one, a second-level sergeant..."
"No, now it should be a third-level sergeant, his name is Niu Nuli."
Niu Nuli? Lan Lan Zhiguang was surprised: "Brother, what do you want him for?"
"To enrich the assault team, I think highly of him!"
Lin Feng explained: "According to my understanding, Niu Nuli has excellent technical and tactical skills, and has all three certificates."
"Physical quality is excellent, known as the Armored Soldier King."
"Faith is firm, will is unyielding, character is recognized."
"In summary: he has the potential and potential to become a special forces member."
While speaking, Lin Feng curled his lip and shook his head repeatedly.
"Brother, it's not that I'm saying, you're too stingy."
"Niu Nuli has failed to be promoted for years, he's been wasted in the 9th Brigade!"
Hearing the last sentence, Lan Lan Zhiguang drank the wine in his cup while sighing bitterly.
"Niu Nuli is a talent, I discovered it when I first arrived."
"But every time he takes the promotion exam, he's short by a point or two."
"Just ask me, what can I do?"
Lin Feng disagreed: "Brother, you still neglected it."
"First, find a professional person to teach him, I guarantee there will be a different result."
"Second, for talent, why don't you just go ask for a promotion quota?"
At this moment, Lan Lan Zhiguang's mood was not beautiful, depressed.
"Brother, I admit the first point, it all depends on his self-study luck."
"As for asking for a quota?"
"Do you think I am you? Will Director He of the Political Department indulge me?"
Promotion quotas, every troop has them.
The difference lies in: the quantity and the difference in levels.
The 9th Brigade definitely has them too, the key is who uses them, which is open to discussion.
Doesn't matter, and it's not important, Lan Lan Zhiguang just needs to let him go.
As for the matter of asking for a quota, just pretend Lin Feng never said it!
Drinking, eating, the topic turned to military reform.
Zheng Zheng Yanlong was melancholy: "Division to brigade, brigade to synthesis."
"The military is accelerating the pace of construction, but the Iron Dragon Brigade has remained in place."
"Pure mechanized infantry brigade, has already left the pace of the era."
Lan Lan Zhiguang took the conversation: "Don't pour out bitterness, isn't the 9th Brigade the same?"
That's right, the Armored 9th Brigade is also seeking transformation.
However, the 'volume' of the military is there.
Changing equipment to full configuration at once is equivalent to nonsense.
So synthetic development will take at least ten years or so.
Equipment manufacturing, reserves, talent cultivation, replacement, etc., all need time.
Military reform military reform, it's absolutely not something that's done by the upper lip touching the lower lip.
It needs time, it needs funds that are unimaginably huge.
For example: every person in the entire military changing a shirt is equivalent to about 200 million.
Conversely: how many clothes and shoes does every person in the entire military have to change every year?
Bullets, supplies, etc., I won't even mention the consumption.
A tank brigade transforming into a synthetic armored brigade, can you imagine how much the cost is?
Talked too much, let's get back to the point.
At 7:30 in the evening, the family banquet ended.
Six bottles of special supply, not a drop left, and still wanting more.
They were all wine barrels, Lin Feng couldn't bear to bring out any more!
Since they all lived upstairs and downstairs, there was no need to send them off.
The two started cleaning up, the job of washing dishes automatically fell to Shen Shen Shen Lanni.
The remaining time, happily playing romance.
Perhaps because they drank some wine, the fighting will was super strong...
Stars rotate, night goes and day comes.
The next morning at eight o'clock, date: September 8th.
When Lin Feng left home, Shen Shen Shen Lanni was still sleeping soundly.
It was very clear that she had paid the price for her arrogance, or rather, her rampant behavior.
Education was profound, understanding was clear, surrender was invalid!
Downstairs, Zhuang Yan had been waiting for a long time.
Seeing Lin Feng get in the car, he turned his head and was surprised.
"Leader, you're in high spirits, what good news?"
There was indeed a good harvest, but can it be said?
The great general raises his sword and stands, but it is not enough to be told to outsiders!
— Author's Notes —
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