Chapter 812
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Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
"Ling Lan, you're too much!" Du Mingyi was angered by Ling Lan's words. He slammed the table and stood up.
Ling Lan only looked at him coldly and didn't say anything. However, this wasn't softening up, it was ignoring him.
At this moment, Yan Three couldn't hold it in anymore. He stood up and slammed his fist on the table. All the cutlery on the table fell to the ground and made loud clanking sounds.
Yan Three glared at Ling Lan with bloodshot eyes. He said angrily, "Regiment Commander Ling, Evil Wind belongs to Base 13. We won't join any other mecha clans. Give up!"
The reason why Evil Wind was able to do so well in Base 13 was because of Senior Colonel Du. Yan Three was grateful to Ling Lan so he couldn't stand Ling Lan's attitude.
Ling Lan raised her eyebrows. She stood up slowly. Li Lanfeng walked forward and put the white cloak on Ling Lan. Then, he passed the silver whip to her.
Ling Lan adjusted the cloak on her shoulders. Then, she took the silver whip and walked towards Yan Three. She looked at him coldly. She raised the whip in her hand and knocked it on Yan Three's shoulder.
Yan Three frowned. Just as he was about to fling the whip away, Li Lanfeng, who was beside Ling Lan, took a step forward and pressed Yan Three down on the chair with one hand. He couldn't move at all.
Ling Lan used the whip to hit Yan Three's angry face. She said calmly, "I said that I'm just informing you. I'm not negotiating with you. Yan Three, a wise man submits to circumstances. You only have three days. Three days later, if you don't report to 250 Ace Mecha Clan at 8 o 'clock in the morning, I will let you know the consequences of offending me. Take care of yourself. "
Ling Lan turned and looked at Du Mingyi. "Senior Colonel Du, it looks like no one wants to eat anymore. I'll take my leave now."
Then, she walked out of the cafeteria without looking back. Ling Lan agreed to bring her mecha clan to the banquet because she wanted to find out more about Base 13. Now, it seemed like all the mecha clans in Base 13 had their own thoughts. Du Mingyi wanted to maintain his position as the commanding officer of the base so he used all sorts of methods to keep the mecha clans in check. He wanted them to be wary of each other so that they wouldn't be able to threaten his position. In Ling Lan's opinion, this was the lowest form of defense. If the mecha clans in a base couldn't help each other and leave their backs to their allies, then the base was not far from being destroyed.
Yan Three was a good weapon while the Evil Wind Mecha Clan was a sharp weapon. Hence, she couldn't let them fall into the hands of useless people and become a weapon to fight for power. This was what Ling Lan thought. Hence, she decided to take action.
As for whether Yan Three and the members of the Evil Wind Mecha Clan would hate her or not, Ling Lan didn't need to think about it. If they wanted to hate her, they would have to wait until the Evil Wind Mecha Clan finished their hellish training.
When the members of 250 Ace Mecha Clan saw their regiment commander leaving, they stood up and followed him without needing any reminders from their team leaders.
During this time, Lin Zhong-qing secretly looked at Zilong, Luo Lang, and the others. The members of the Lingtian Battle Team, who had been together since they were young, slowly walked behind the others and gathered together. Li Yingjie's eyes were sharp. He saw the Lingtian Battle Team's actions so he decided to stay behind. F * * k, he couldn't let them leave him behind.
"Why are you looking for us?" Zilong asked curiously.
"Are you planning to go back to the campsite and starve?" Lin Zhong-qing rolled his eyes at Zilong. He was in charge of logistics so he didn't want to spend extra money on this dinner.
Luo Lang shook his head. He didn't want to starve.
"So?" Zilong's eyes lit up. Yes, he liked to do bad things. It gave him a sense of accomplishment.
"Let's go to the kitchen to pack our food." Xie Yi clenched his fist excitedly. This was interesting. If they couldn't eat it, they would have to bear the consequences.
Luo Lang finally understood. He looked at Lin Zhong-qing with admiration. As expected of the head of logistics of 250 Ace Mecha Clan. He was so thoughtful.
Li Yingjie was excited too. He rubbed his hands together and said, "Let's go. I'm starving."
The members of Lingtian went to the kitchen to pack their food. Du Mingyi saw Ling Lan leaving without giving him any face. He was so angry that he felt dizzy. He fell on the main seat.
Everyone at the main table looked at each other. They didn't know what to do. The person in charge of the cafeteria was stunned when he saw the main characters of this event leaving. Should he serve the dishes or not?
Without Li Lanfeng's suppression, Yan Three could finally move. He took a few deep breaths and suppressed his anger. He said, "Senior colonel, I'll leave first." His adjutant was able to subdue him in one move. Who was this Ling Lan? He needed to calm down.
Just like that, Yan Three left with the members of the Evil Wind Mecha Team.
The atmosphere in the cafeteria turned cold. The JMCs who were waiters were so scared that they shrunk to the side. They didn't have the same thoughts as when they came. They only had one thought in their minds. When could they go back? This place was too scary.
Only Lady Mei's eyes lit up. She saw Han Xuya leading a group of junior officers out of the cafeteria. No one dared to make a sound. Her heart started racing. 250 Ace Mecha Clan, 250 Ace Mecha Clan. She must go to 250 Ace Mecha Clan. She wanted to be like that girl. She wanted to be an independent woman. She didn't want to be a man's accessory.
Du Mingyi suddenly heard a commotion in the kitchen. He didn't know where to vent his anger so he shouted, "Dong Jiahong, get out here."
The person in charge of the cafeteria ran out of the kitchen with a crying face. "Senior Colonel!"
"Why are you all making a commotion?"
"Senior Colonel, the people from 250 Ace Mecha Clan took away all the food today." Dong Jiahong teared up. "If we didn't give it to them, they would beat us up."
Of course, they didn't beat them up. When they looked at them with a murderous gaze, the soldiers in the kitchen were so scared that they hugged their heads and squatted on the floor. They didn't dare to stop them. However, in order to clear his name, Dong Jiahong pushed all the blame to them.
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Ling Lan raised her eyebrows. "Do you have monthly votes? Vote for me. "
"Why?" The reader held the monthly votes in his hand proudly. 'Young Master Lan, you're finally begging me.'
Ling Lan narrowed her eyes. A murderous aura appeared in her eyes. "I'm just informing you. I'm not negotiating with you."
"Yes, Young Master Lan." The reader handed over the monthly votes in tears. 'Young Master Lan is so scary.'
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