Chapter 52

"If it's not necessary, I guarantee it won't happen again."

Alright, this aspect can't be investigated deeply.

Because some missions have special characteristics, what if only one person is allowed to go?

So He He Zhijun only gave a warning, lest he become overly inflated and die young!

"Alright, what I want to tell you is,"

"the Provincial Department has already notified the Theater Command, and the medals and bonuses will be issued in a few days."

Medals?

Lin Feng perked up: "Military merit medals?"

"What are you thinking? Isn't a First-Class Police Medal enough?"

Forget it, happy for nothing; police medals don't match system military merit, boring....

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Looking at Lin Feng's dismissive expression, He He Zhijun had the urge to beat him up!

"What's with that expression, you kid?"

"Looking down on police medals?"

"Let me tell you, be serious and respectful."

"Although a First-Class Merit in the police world doesn't carry the same weight as equivalent military merit,"

"it's definitely not cabbage; it's an honor, understand?"

"To a certain extent, it can enrich and perfect your resume."

"For your future promotions, evaluations, transfers, etc.,"

"it can definitely play a role like icing on the cake or a panacea, understand?"

Understand, understand, is that enough?

Lin Feng chuckled: "The leader's education and criticism are correct, I was wrong, I accept it humbly."

"Hmm, that's more like it!"

While He He Zhijun nodded with satisfaction, he also hummed: "A full one million in bonus."

"That's equal to five or six years of my salary + allowances,"

"just ask yourself how arrogant and ungrateful you are?"

Sweat, that's definitely not the case, I've been wronged!

Alright, in a situation where he couldn't argue, Lin Feng could only change the subject.

"Leader, I brought the two bottles of wine I promised you."

Saying this, Lin Feng opened the packaging bag and pushed it over.

"Thirty-year-old Moutai, five stars, is it still considered good wine?"

"Haha, of course it is, I won't be polite!"

He He Zhijun's face blossomed with a smile, and he accepted it without ceremony.

As for how much thirty-year-old Moutai is worth?

Is it important?

It's true that He He Zhijun loves wine, but he doesn't drink just anyone's wine.

If Gao Gao Dazhuang had sent it, he would definitely have been scolded to pieces.

Because Gao Gao Dazhuang has no money, it's that simple...

Speaking of He He Zhijun hiding the wine and returning to sit on the sofa,

Lin Feng couldn't help but tease: "Although wine is the essence of grain, the more you drink, the younger you get."

"But you have to take it easy, I don't want the sister-in-law to settle scores with me!"

Hearing this, He He Zhijun rolled his eyes.

"What sister-in-law? Remember, it's Auntie!"

"Hey, why am I calling her Auntie here? I'm also Uncle PLA!"

"Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense, let's talk business."

While speaking, He He Zhijun restrained his smile and said seriously:

"Next, you and Xiao Gao will refine the remaining rookies."

"Remember one principle: better to have nothing than to have something substandard."

"Hmm, among the remaining rookies, do you have any team members you favor?"

Lin Feng nodded: "I have my eye on a few, do you have any instructions?"

"Since you favor them, keep paying attention to them."

He He Zhijun said seriously: "Wolves are group and disciplined animals."

"Wolves in packs have more impact and lethality."

"Even if they encounter a fierce tiger, they can still orderly divide and eat it, understand?"

"Report, I understand!"

Very good, blind individual heroism is not encouraged in the military.

And the cohesion and strength of a team will be stronger and firmer...

"Oh right," He He Zhijun thought for a moment and said: "When do you plan to go for further studies, you kid?"

"This..." Lin Feng shook his head: "I haven't thought about it yet!"

"If you haven't thought about it, hurry up and think!"

He He Zhijun said seriously: "You have to go sooner or later, better early than late, understand?"

That is indeed the case,

however, Lin Feng didn't plan to go this year.

Because once you enter the school, it's as deep as the sea, and he would miss almost all the plot of Special Forces 1.

Whether he earns merit or not doesn't matter,

the key is that the girl Comrade Comrade Sister Xiao Ying is not bad; Lin Feng wants to prevent the tragedy from repeating itself, even if it's just a little bit!

"Alright, one last thing."

He He Zhijun stared straight at Lin Feng, "You haven't joined the Party yet, right?"

"Just ask, am I qualified to be your introducer?"

"Hehe, I couldn't ask for more, thank you for the leader's cultivation and appreciation."

Around five o'clock, Lin Feng returned to the training camp.

The dormitory was empty; the rookies hadn't finished their day's training yet.

Feeling bored, Lin Feng slipped into the training tent.

"Old Gao, busy?"

"Oh, you're back?"

"Hmm, just came back from canceling my leave with the Brigade Commander."

While speaking, Lin Feng sat down without ceremony and threw the car keys over.

"There are two bottles of wine in the car, don't forget to hide them."

"Hey, I have some too?"

Gao Gao Dazhuang was happy: "Find an opportunity to call Gray Wolf, shall we finish them off?"

Lin Feng shook his head repeatedly: "If you want to finish them, you two do it, I really have no interest in wine!"

Alright, better if you don't drink, saved!

Gao Gao Dazhuang changed the subject: "I'm revising the training syllabus, do you want to join?"

No problem, with an attitude of learning, Lin Feng leaned in.

However, after seeing the revised content, he couldn't help but curl his lip.

Old wine in a new bottle, a training plan almost no different from the plot!

"Hey, what's with that expression, is it very poor?"

Hearing this, Lin Feng nodded, then shook his head.