What? You're not joking with us, are you?
Ouch, it hurts, it hurts. Due to excessive surprise, the cigarette in Tangleh's mouth fell out and hit the back of his hand that was on the table.
Lieutenant Carlos took off his glasses and wiped them with a cloth. He said with a serious expression, This is a military secret. How can I joke with you? Lieutenant Carlos put his glasses back on after he finished speaking. He stood up and picked up the notebooks and documents on the table. He continued, Since you already know about the upcoming military operation, go back and make preparations so that you don't get flustered when the time comes.
The departure time is within the next few days. Everyone go somewhere else. Stay in the camp and wait for orders.
As soon as Lieutenant Carlos finished speaking, Bici suddenly stood up and asked loudly, Lieutenant Carlos, are you sure about this operation? Is it really the operation plan? Could it be that the person who received the document took the wrong document?
Bici, Mr. Carlos, please watch your words. This is a military camp, not a bustling supermarket or your home.
Lieutenant Carlos looked at Bici with a serious tone. But, why do I feel that there is something wrong with this document! Yes, there must be something wrong. Lieutenant Carlos, can you please confirm with your superiors again? I suspect that this is a forged document. This might be someone's prank.
Prank? Don't joke, Mr. Bici. This is an order issued by the Pentagon. Who would dare to issue such a thing as a prank?
Did you drink too much in the past two days? Looking at your current state, I really suspect that you're still drunk. Alright, everyone go back and rest. Roland, look after Bici for me. He is not allowed to drink these two days. Otherwise, if he goes crazy on the battlefield, I won't be able to save him.
Bici suddenly rushed in front of Carlos and stretched out his hand to block his way. Lieutenant, I want to see the document in your hand. I now suspect that you are colluding with some NY officers to carry out some unauthorized military operations. We are the victims of this operation, and you will be rewarded handsomely afterwards.
Carlos was shocked by Bici's bold behavior. His face sank and his hands tightly covered the document in front of his chest. Bici, what do you want to do? Get out of the way, or I won't be polite to you. The thing in my arms is a military secret. I can at most explain it to you, but I can't show you the original. If you don't show it to us, there must be something fishy. Just take out the document and let me have a look. Since we already know the operation plan, why can't we take a look? Bici seemed to have changed and continued to pester Carlos. What do you want to do?
If you stop me again, I won't be polite anymore. "In addition to the operation plan, there are other special documents in my hand. Those are the radio codes used to contact the Air Force and Navy after your operation. How can I show such important things to you?" Carlos's eyes were a little unfriendly, and one of his hands quietly moved toward the pistol hanging on his waist.
Tangleh saw Carlos's behavior. He was afraid that both sides would do something extreme, so he hurriedly stood up to stop Bici. Bici, are you crazy? Stop it! As Tangleh spoke, he motioned for Bruce to make a move. Bruce approached Bici as fast as he could, grabbed his waist, and pulled him back. Bici struggled and shouted loudly at Tangleh. Boss, I don't want to cause trouble, and I don't want to cause trouble. I just want to understand the truth of the matter.
After Bici finished speaking, he broke free from Bruce and rushed toward Lieutenant Carlos again. Before he could get close to Carlos, Tangleh grabbed him and punched him in the face. This punch was a little strong, and Bici spun around and fell to the ground. When he fell to the ground, he knocked over many chairs in the conference room. Bici, who fell to the ground, cried loudly. His action shocked everyone again.
What's wrong with this person? Lieutenant Carlos pointed at Bici and asked.
It's okay, it's okay. It's an old illness, and it'll be fine soon. After Tangleh said this, he felt his face heat up and cold sweat almost dripped down. It was probably the first time in the world that someone dared to offend his commanding officer like this. He walked to Bici's side and grabbed him. He pulled him up and slapped him a few times. These slaps were heavier and made Bici dizzy. Tangleh scolded as he slapped Bici. I don't care if you usually throw a tantrum, but we are in the army camp now. Don't be crazy, okay?
Bici cried and responded loudly. I'm not crazy. I'm protecting our interests. If this operation is really what I think it is, then we're finished! I don't want to be cannon fodder. I'm still young. I don't want to die. I'm here to be a teacher. Oh no, I'm here to be an instructor. How can a teacher replace a student on the battlefield? I don't want to go to war. I want to go home. I don't want to be cannon fodder. I want to go home. 5555555. I don't want to die.
This young master's family is good. I don't have anything. If it wasn't for fun, I wouldn't have come here to be a soldier! Only fools like you would come here to be cannon fodder … … Boss, you big bad guy, what else can you do besides hit me?
Oh. Tangleh was speechless again when he heard this. So you've been playing with me? You call me boss every day, but in your mind, we are all idiots!
Hearing this, Tangleh was even more impolite to him. He grabbed Bici's throat and made him grimace in pain. He called Bruce and dragged Bici away. Everyone was dumbfounded and did not dare to say a word.
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