Chapter 920

Of course, it seems impossible to have any combat missions!

Well, the mission He Zhijun gave has been completed, and Lin Feng should get back to business.

The Long Yan Squadron has just been established, and there are a thousand things to do.

In the office, Lin Feng was blowing the AC and consolidating the needs that had been reported.

Currently, the squadron has over five hundred people.

Once fully staffed in the future, the total number will exceed eight hundred.

He has to worry about the affairs of so many people.

"Children's schooling, military family resettlement, employment, etc.; it's a headache!"

There are many things, but fortunately, Long Yan is generally young, which has reduced a lot of the burden.

Headache or not, worries or not, things have to be solved.

With no other way, he could only call to seek help.

"Director He, hello, this is Lin Feng."

"Heh, you are as wise as a god; you guessed early on that I would call you?"

"When you were here this morning, the officers' and soldiers' needs hadn't been compiled yet."

"Alright, I will send someone to deliver them to you immediately."

"Thank you, Director He; I will definitely visit you in the future."

Major General He Ming, he could only ask him for help with this kind of thing.

It's useless to find He Zhijun; he would also have one head and two big ones!

As for calling the local government directly?

Sorry, Lin Feng doesn't know the leaders of Donghai City.

During his time in the capital, he did get to know the boss of Donghai Province—Cheng Weiguo.

Introduced by the Commander's Chief Secretary Yan Liangyu, they had eaten together twice, and the relationship was very good.

But for such a small matter, could he go directly to him?

Without further ado, Lin Feng picked up the internal phone and dialed.

"Little Zhang, come to my office, immediately."

In less than a minute, the office door was pushed open, and a second-class sergeant walked in.

His name is Zhang Dequan, the former quartermaster of the Lone Wolf Brigade.

During his time in Lone Wolf, he was responsible for the material allocation of the 026 warehouse.

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Because he was careful and made no mistakes, he was requested by Lin Feng to serve as the squadron clerk.

"Captain, what are your orders?"

"Little Zhang, take these materials to the Theater Political Department and give them to Director He."

No problem, Zhang Dequan took the materials and turned to leave without any hesitation.

Before he could even catch his breath, Yan Shilei arrived with an exaggerated expression.

"What's wrong? What are you feeling surprised about?"

Sitting opposite the desk, Yan Shilei rubbed his cheeks with both hands.

"Captain, why is there 1.1 billion in funds in our squadron's account?"

"I confirmed it several times; there is absolutely no mistake."

"Do you think the theater made a mistake by adding an extra zero when allocating funds?"

Extra zero my ass; the theater hasn't even given a penny of military funding yet, understand?

Lin Feng smiled and shook his head: "You're overthinking it; that is our squadron's own reserve fund."

"It is the bonus money that I and the old team members have seized and returned many times."

"Because the amount is huge, there is no way to divide it equally among individuals."

"After research, everyone only got 15 million..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Yan Shilei's 'Holy crap'.

"Captain, do special forces have this kind of system?"

"Hehe, effort and output are linked; is that strange?"

Having never experienced it before, it was inevitably hard to believe.

Yan Shilei scratched his head: "So, it's similar to the police's reward mechanism?"

"Not the same; there is a clear difference!"

Lin Feng explained: "Police investigations have a reward cap and high frequency."

"Special forces bonuses have no cap, but the frequency is not high."

"In a word: the more you seize, the more it is cut in half level by level, and the rest is ours."

Understood, crystal clear.

Even so, a special forces unit that can make money is definitely rich enough to flow with oil!

At this moment, Yan Shilei blinked his eyes.

"Captain, is it possible for me to become a multi-millionaire in the future?"

"Hehe, you're thinking a bit too much, but becoming a millionaire is definitely no problem."

Okay, okay, those in logistics can't compare to those on the front lines risking their lives!

"Captain, one last question."

Yan Shilei asked: "Can the squadron move this reserve fund?"

"Of course, reserves are meant to be spent."

Lin Feng chuckled: "In the future, the squadron's system upgrades, equipment additions, officers' and soldiers' welfare, personal family difficulties, etc."

"All can use this money."

"Besides, the establishment is large; do you think the squadron will lack seizures in the future?"