Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr
Translator: H2dH2mr Editor: H2dH2mr Seeing that Wuji had also switched sides and supported Ling Lan, Han Yu knew that there was no point in him objecting. He could only say resentfully, "We, Wuji, also support Regiment Commander Ling!"
Following Han Yu's words, Ling Lan abruptly sat up straight. Her sharp gaze swept across all the team members and she said, "I want this commander not for power, but because I want to lead everyone to become the biggest winner of the battle royale!" She turned to look at Li Lanfeng and said, "Lanfeng, give each team leader a copy of the plan that you've discussed!"
Li Lanfeng nodded and looked towards Han Jijun. Han Jijun took out a stack of documents from his backpack. Han Jijun, Xie Yi, and Lin Zhong-qing walked forward and helped Han Jijun distribute these documents to the team leaders of the various battle teams.
Before the team leaders could flip through the documents, Ling Lan reminded them, "These documents cannot be photographed or entered into your communicator. They can only be memorized in your mind! After reading them, immediately destroy them. There may already be hackers here. We cannot be careless! "
They could not be careless. Ling Lan exuded the aura of her Domain. A series of popping sounds could be heard in the conference room. Wisps of black smoke instantly floated out from different corners. The expressions of all the team members present changed. They hadn't expected that there would be so many listening devices in this conference room. It looked like Regiment Commander Ling was right. The other military academies had already made their move.
When the team members who were still unconvinced looked towards Ling Lan again, a trace of respect appeared in their eyes. To be able to predict the enemy's moves, this type of commander might really be able to lead them to become the final winners.
Amidst the popping sounds, Li Lanfeng's ears twitched. He exchanged a look with Han Jijun in surprise, seeing the surprise in each other's eyes. Luo Lang and the others were calm, their eyes full of respect for Ling Lan. Only Chang Xinyuan had his head down, seriously playing with his fingers.
He, who didn't know how to act, still listened to Li Lanfeng's instructions in the end, keeping his head down until everyone left. Who asked these little things destroyed by Boss Lan to come from his hands …
Because of this scene, no one dared to let their guard down. After they flipped through the document and memorized the contents, they destroyed the document directly. As the captain of the team, they still had these little tricks up their sleeves.
Qiao Ting opened the document, and the contents of the document caused his eyes to flicker. He hadn't expected Ling Lan's appetite to be so big … He looked at Ling Lan with a complicated expression, then clasped his hands together. The document in his hands instantly turned to dust, slowly seeping through the gaps between his fingers until it finally dissipated to the ground.
Every time he made up his mind to ignore her, Ling Lan would reveal another extraordinary side of her. His heart, which had already stopped caring about her, would once again recover.
"As for the other 50 million resources, this is how I will distribute them." As soon as Ling Lan said this, everyone's spirits were lifted. This was related to how many weapons and resources their teams would be able to get in the end.
"First, Captain Qiao Ting's 24-man battle team: 8 million!" Ling Lan swept a cold glance at Qiao Ting, and Qiao Ting nodded. He was very satisfied with this number. It was almost 1/6 of the total amount, which was also in line with the number of people in their team. Ling Lan's distribution was very fair.
The strongest Qiao Ting's battle team didn't have any objections, so those below had even less. Wuji and Tianji compared to Qiao Ting's battle team, their 12-man battle team received 4 million, while Zhang Jing-an's team had 11 people. Without Zhang Jing-an as their main force, 3.5 million was already being merciful. The 24-man battle team formed by the other mecha clans also received 6.5 million, which made them very satisfied.
Although they also had 24 people, whether in terms of strength or level, they couldn't compare to Qiao Ting's 24-man battle team. They also felt that it was very fair that they received 1.5 million less.
And this 1.5 million difference made the members of Qiao Ting's battle team even more satisfied. When they looked at Ling Lan, their eyes were full of respect. In short, this distribution made everyone satisfied. Qiao Ting saw the happy expressions on everyone's faces and was instantly shocked. Unknowingly, Ling Lan had won over the hearts of all the battle team members. He once again looked at Ling Lan, still doubting his own decision. Would Ling Lan really not become his opponent?
"Our Lingtian Battle Team's distribution is 4 million. The above amount will be used for the weapons and equipment of each battle team. As for the remaining amount, I will let Lin Zhong-qing and the logistics team members exchange for other resources, including the food and various energy storage units that we will need during the battle royale."
"We don't need to exchange for large scale ground weapons?" Hearing Ling Lan's explanation, Han Yu frowned and asked directly.
"For the sake of mobility, I don't agree with exchanging for these types of weapons." Ling Lan directly gave her answer.
"Why?" Han Yu suddenly stood up and questioned, feeling very dissatisfied. If they wanted to safely defend their headquarters, they couldn't lack these types of weapons. In the past, every military academy would choose a few local defense heavy cannons to protect their entire headquarters. Otherwise, with only 120 people, some of whom had to split up to raid other headquarters, they wouldn't be able to deal with the raiders from other military academies.
It should be known that although raiding other headquarters gave a lot of points, all of this had to be based on the fact that their headquarters was safe and sound. If their headquarters was taken by others, it wouldn't be of any help no matter how many other headquarters they raided. The rules of the battle royale were very cruel. If their headquarters were lost, they would be immediately disqualified. Many military academies didn't even dare to send out battle teams to attack other headquarters, choosing to focus on defending until the end. As long as their headquarters were protected, there would be points. Although these points were much less than raiding other headquarters, at least they wouldn't be disqualified and still have points, right?
In reality, many military academies that had this idea stayed until the end of the battle royale. After getting the guaranteed points, their ranking would increase. On the other hand, many military academies that wanted to go out and fight instead got disqualified early. Without the guaranteed points, they ended up at the bottom of the rankings.
Thus, among the members present, not only did Han Yu show strong dissatisfaction, the other battle team captains also showed a hint of hesitation in their eyes.
Faced with Han Yu's questioning, Ling Lan only gave him a cold look, which made Han Yu's heart skip a beat. Han Yu found that the current Ling Lan was no longer the easy-going Ling Lan he had been in the mecha team combat competition. Right now, whether it was his gaze or his aura, they all carried with them a powerful aura and formless pressure. This gave Han Yu the illusion that he was facing a real commanding officer, and that he was questioning the commanding officer's orders. In the military, this was absolutely unacceptable.
Under Ling Lan's forceful gaze, Han Yu's originally angry expression began to dissipate. He forced himself to calm down, and just as he was about to ask another question. On the side, one of the captains of the two battle teams formed by the other mecha clans spoke up, "Regiment Commander Ling, is there a problem with the amount of points? If that's the case, our battle team can take a little less. Our headquarters is still the most important."
After these words were said, everyone looked towards Ling Lan, including Qiao Ting. Ling Lan's answer might affect the amount of points their battle teams would get in the end. Qiao Ting and the others weren't naive enough to think that if one battle team's points were really reduced, the other battle teams would still be able to keep their original points.
Under everyone's gaze, Ling Lan slowly tapped on the table. She stared coldly at Han Yu, seemingly considering whether to accept the captain's suggestion or not …
Gradually, everyone understood from Ling Lan's expression that Ling Lan wasn't even considering this problem. He seemed to be considering whether to punish Han Yu.
At this moment, Han Yu also understood the meaning behind Ling Lan's silence. His face instantly flushed red, feeling humiliated. This Ling Lan, a mere second-year junior, how could he dare to have such thoughts? He wanted to flip the table and roar, but Ling Lan's cold expression faintly told him that the other was waiting for him to do so. Ling Lan, who had just taken command, really needed a chicken to establish his authority and intimidate the monkeys from all sides.
Han Yu's chest heaved up and down several times. He gritted his teeth and didn't roar. This was because he knew that if he really did that, what would be waiting for him? Ling Lan would definitely disqualify him from participating in the battle royale and make him stay in the dormitory district with his tail between his legs, waiting for the final result.
If that happened, he would definitely be mocked by all the students in the military academy. He couldn't give Ling Lan this chance, he couldn't! Finally, Han Yu calmed down. His gaze was incomparably vicious. If they lost the battle royale because of this, he would definitely make Ling Lan pay a sufficient price to wash away today's humiliation.
Seeing that Han Yu finally understood his role, Ling Lan said coldly, "Han Yu, this time, because it's the first time, I can forgive you for breaking the rules! But remember, this is the last time! "
Han Yu gritted his teeth so hard that the sound of grinding could be heard. Everyone came to a realization. Ever since everyone had acknowledged Ling Lan as the commander, Ling Lan was the commander. Even in the military academy, questioning a commander was a serious offense. Ling Lan had the right to punish Han Yu's disrespect. Expelling him from the battle royale was not an issue.
Qiao Ting's eyes narrowed. He didn't expect that after Ling Lan took command, he would be so forceful. His attitude was completely different from before when he had been willing to negotiate. Moreover, he didn't care about the huge price of not using Han Yu to forcefully subdue the opponent. This thunderous method made those who didn't think much of Ling Lan at the beginning feel wary.
Normally, this method would undoubtedly be too domineering and would cause people to be dissatisfied. However, this time, it was surprisingly appropriate. The battle royale was a cruel battlefield. If they couldn't control everything, there would be no good results. This was also why the First Men's Military Academy didn't try to change it even though they knew that sending out a mecha clan would cause problems in the specialization they applied for. They were afraid that in the end, the battle royale would have many mecha clans and they wouldn't be able to have a unified command. This would be even worse than missing out on the various specializations.
"Originally, I didn't want to explain, because anyone with a brain would know why this was the case." Ling Lan then swept her gaze over the others. They were all members who had originally shown dissatisfaction. Under Ling Lan's forceful gaze, these members actually felt a sense of shame and couldn't help but lower their heads.
"In the document, regarding the composition of a clan, the seventh clause explains this point," Ling Lan reminded them.
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