A short distance away, Lin Feng immediately smelled the scent of alcohol on his face. He didn't have a good temper and grabbed the fat man and asked, "Can you talk about business first?"

"Oh!" said Lieutenant Colonel Howe, who suddenly realized, "right, right, talk about business, talk about business."

As he said that, he returned to the back of the desk, leaned back in the swivel chair, pursed his mouth and said, "Let's talk, what do you want?"

He just sat in a chair for himself, and didn't move a chair for Lieutenant Colonel Lin Feng and Jian, whose actual rank is higher than him. It seems that this fat Lieutenant Colonel is very confident in his control of the palace-like office.

Lin Feng was already very upset with this fat man. He gestured to Lieutenant Colonel Jian. Lieutenant Colonel Jian stepped forward and said: "First of all, we will help us maintain the warship. The hull has suffered a lot of damage from the previous battle and needs to be repaired. "

"The rest is about supplies, fresh water, fresh fruits and vegetables, food, and medicines. Now we are all in short supply on board. Please give me a standard quota. If possible, give us a little more. After all, we still have a lot of fighting behind. of."

Listening to the request made by Lieutenant Colonel Jian, the fat man picked up a pen and held it in his mouth. He thought for a while and said, "It's easy to help you repair the hull, but for the later request, I can't do anything for the time being."

Said this fat man shrugged, pretending to be innocent.

Lieutenant Colonel Jian frowned, propped his hands on Lieutenant Colonel Howe's desk, staring at the fat man, and said, "Why?"

Lieutenant Colonel Howe turned his chair, avoiding Lieutenant Colonel Jian’s eyes, stood up, looked at the seascape outside through the glass window behind him, and said, “It’s nothing. The ship before you asked for more supplies. It looks like they Those things are needed more, so..."

The fat man turned around to face Lin Feng Tan, looking helpless.

It seemed that the fat man was going to drag the supply to stop supplying himself. Lin Feng didn't need to talk a lot. He flashed directly in front of the fat man with a shave, pinched his neck with one hand, and lifted him from the ground.

With the pinnacle of the brigadier general, Lin Feng, who was about to break through into the major general, caused Lieutenant Colonel Howe's fat face to be constantly congested, changing from red to purple.

It's just that Lieutenant Colonel Hao, who has basic naval training, couldn't break free of Lin Feng's shackles. Two hands held Lin Feng's fingers, trying to pull Lin Feng's powerful fingers apart, but Lin Feng's fingers did not move at all.

I could only see Lieutenant Colonel Howe's mouth panting, crying for mercy, and seeing him about to die. Lin Feng threw him on his gorgeous, gilded desk.

The hard corner of the table directly smashed the fat man's forehead into a big hole, and blood was continuously flowing from it, and half of his face was quickly dripped.

Lieutenant Colonel Howe did not recover for a while. After waiting for a long time, he slowed down, covered his forehead, and kept saying: "Don't kill me, I will give it!"

Lieutenant Colonel How did not think that Lin Feng, who had been so good a few days ago, would actually start doing something if he didn't agree with him. Although he was crying for mercy, he couldn't swallow this breath in his heart.

He moved to his desk step by step, pretending to pick up a pen, but reached out and pressed a small electric bell on the table, and a huge and noisy bell suddenly sounded throughout the small building!

"Jingle Bell--!"

In an instant, countless navy rushed in from the doors of Lieutenant Colonel Howe's office with guns, and the countless guns in their hands were facing Lin Feng and them.

"Hahahahaha!" Lieutenant Colonel Fatty Hao clutched his forehead, laughed loudly, then stopped the laughter, and said viciously, "Aren't you very good? Are you not good! Are you good with a gun? No matter how powerful you are, can you protect your two subordinates!?"

At the end, he basically yelled out.

Lin Feng glanced around indifferently and found that they were all ordinary navy soldiers. Maybe they had never been on the battlefield before they were sent to this remote place as guards. Seeing them holding guns, it’s really unfamiliar. Maybe they have forgotten how to shoot.

Lin Feng smiled coldly and said, "You rely on them?"

Lieutenant Colonel Howe snorted coldly: "Yes, just rely on them and the guns in their hands!"

"Ha ha……"

Lin Feng laughed tauntingly twice, not understanding the meaning of the laughter, Lieutenant Colonel Howe frowned slightly and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Lin Feng didn't need to explain to him, he pulled out his saber from his waist in an instant. Before the recruits could react, Lin Feng had already rushed over, and the knife in his hand was chopped off, silver shining. , That is, in an instant, all the navy found that the long spears in their hands had been mutilated by the knife in Lin Feng's hands, and only one spear was left in their hands.

"This...this...!" Seeing Lin Feng who had inserted the knife back into the scabbard and walked towards him, Lieutenant Colonel Hao kept backing away with a frightened expression, saying, "This is impossible!"

On the small island of this logistics point all year round, Lieutenant Colonel Hao, who had not estimated the strength of the navy of the warhead, had miscalculated. He did not expect Lin Feng to have such strength.

"Puff!"

Looking at Lin Feng with a gloomy face, as the head of the logistics branch, he knelt directly in front of Lin Feng under his hand, and said: "Spare me! I will give you everything! That... that... You can take everything you want!"

Lin Feng didn't have time to take care of him. He stretched his leg and kicked it out. The fat Lieutenant Colonel Hao flew out and hit the wall. The huge impact made him spit out a mouthful of blood.

Lin Feng didn't want to let him go, and walked towards him step by step.

Just when Lin Feng was about to put his foot on the fat man's chest, a group of navy wearing military police clothes sprang out from behind a group of bewildered navy, and at the same time raised the rifle in his hand and pointed at everyone in the room.

This is the gendarmerie on this island, as if seeing the savior, Lieutenant Colonel Howe hurriedly crawled towards them.

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