On the training ground, all the midfield officers stood straight in two rows, with their hands firmly attached to their trousers, their chests raised and their heads raised, without squinting.
Yan Fenghuo had his hands behind his back, a gloomy expression on his face, and the cross-shaped scar was shining with dark purple blood.
By this time, both commanders and soldiers had a new view of him: mad dog!
Yes, he is indeed a mad dog. He directed and staged a vicious infiltration and kidnapping incident, and was almost killed by his own snipers. With this courage alone, no one dared to object.
"I won't say any more. From three o'clock in the morning to six o'clock in the morning, the unexpected events that happened in three hours have completely stunned you. The only one who can stay awake is the instructor." Yan Fenghuo clasped his hands behind his back and went back and forth.
He paced and continued: "Sifang City can actually allow people to infiltrate and kidnap the supreme leader. Haha, do you think this is normal? Can anyone tell me why, or what do you want to say?"
Most of the chief officials had a look of shame in their eyes. What happened was real and there was no room for any refutation on their part.
"The people who infiltrated are from Old Blood Fox. They are familiar with the terrain." Xu Feiyang said loudly.
"Really?" Yan Fenghuo grinned: "The terrain has not changed, but tell me, have the sentry posts changed? Have there been more sentries?"
After becoming the Blood Fox heavy-armed force, almost all sentry posts have been adjusted. While retaining the best sentry posts, extremely secretive hidden sentries, wandering sentries, and open sentries have been added. It can be said that Sifang City, regardless of the inside and outside,
At night even flies can hardly fly over.
Compared with the old blood fox in the past, the sentinel is stronger, not even a little bit stronger.
"They are insiders." Xu Feiyang was very unconvinced and pointed at Mo Crouching Tiger and Lei Xiao who were standing aside and said: "With their combat skills, knowing the inside story..."
"Do you know what happened when Mo Crouching Tiger sneaked into Sifang City?" Yan Fenghuo stared at the unconvinced Xu Feiyang.
He felt that this guy was so in need of a slap. If he didn't have to be more serious now, he would have to slap this guy.
"When I sneaked into Sifang City, I was discovered as soon as I entered." Mo Wohu standing next to him said with a serious face: "At that time, the Blood Fox Brigade had less than 300 people and only 11 sentry posts. Now Sifang
There are a total of twenty-three sentry posts in the city."
This is a comparison of numbers, clear and clear.
Xu Feiyang stopped talking because he had nothing to say, but there was still a heavy look of dissatisfaction on his face.
Yan Fenghuo stopped, stood in front of the queue, stretched out a hand and said: "A soldier is a raging enemy, and a general is a raging den. Don't tell me what your former army was like, I don't want to hear about any of your previous qualifications.
The ordinary team members are not wrong, the ones who are wrong are you squadron commanders. I just don’t understand, how do you train the troops? Where is the vigilance? Where is the test center? The area where I live can be easily
Infiltrate and take me hostage? What if this is really a beheading?"
If this was really an infiltration assault and beheading operation, the Blood Fox Heavy Equipment would be finished. The coach has been killed, so what else is there to do?
"So you have to think about it carefully. In order to help you think clearly, I suggest that you stand in a 24-hour military posture, figure out what kind of army we are, think about what you should do, and think deeply about it.
Do you have any opinions on whether you are still qualified for your current job?" Yan Fenghuo asked with a smile.
"No!"
"It's okay if you don't," Yan Fenghuo nodded, pointed at his feet, and shouted extremely sternly: "Just stand here until this time tomorrow!"
After finishing speaking, Yan Fenghuo put his hands behind his back and walked towards the dormitory building.
A total of twenty officers stood upright and began to withstand Yan Fenghuo's blazing first fire. If they were punished like this on the first day, they would resist, but after Yan Fenghuo knocked down the instructor, they ran a hundred kilometers into the desert.
After being the first to return, and risking his own life to direct and stage an infiltration and kidnapping case, no one dared to compete with him.
Twelve hours have passed, the sky is slightly dark, and the twenty chief officers are still standing upright. All the squadron deputies are organizing everyone to drink and eat meat. This is Yan Fenghuo's order.
Strong contrast, strong contrast. Yan Fenghuo rushed from one squadron to that squadron with a bottle of wine, drinking happily with the soldiers. According to his words, he wanted to get deep among the officers and soldiers and build a good relationship between them.
This is Yan Fenghuo's method. He will not directly manage the soldiers, but will strangle the officers he directly manages. This is the best management mode, just like his predators, good management
Directly subordinate cadres can achieve all the functions of management.
In terms of management, the management model of the army is definitely not as good as the management model of the shopping mall. This is because the management model of the army is too rigid, while the management model of the shopping mall is more flexible.
The next day, the whole team had a day off and continued eating meat and drinking wine.
The soldiers drank and ate happily, and their attitude towards Yan Fenghuo became even more different. Through their own eyes and their own perceptions, they knew that the captain was definitely a ruthless person who could not be messed with, but on the other hand, he was also a generous person.
The ultimate person, as long as he is happy, you can be as happy as you want.
Unfortunately for the squadron officers, Yan Fenghuo didn't come when the time came, and they didn't dare to disband privately, so they just continued to stand there. It wasn't until eight o'clock in the evening that Yan Fenghuo wandered over, smelling of alcohol.
"Brothers, why are you still standing here?" Yan Fenghuo stared.
The chief officials did not speak and stood there steadily.
"Let's go, have a drink, go have a drink." Yan Fenghuo waved his hand impatiently: "The past is in the past. I'm not the kind of person who likes to talk about old sesame seeds and rotten millet. The world is big and the earth is big, drink.
Max, let’s go!”
After a burst of shouting, Yan Fenghuo led a group of squadron commanders and instructors who almost fainted and walked towards the cafeteria.
"Drink! I'd rather drink it until my stomach is filled with holes than let my feelings be broken into cracks!"
"Wine is made from food, and not drinking it is a sin!"
"..."
Yan Fenghuo, Lei Xiao, and Mo Wohu were drinking with twenty chief officers, and they were extremely generous.
"Captain, I'm hungry..."
"Eat first, then drink when you're full, no ambiguity!"
…
"Captain, I, I, I really can't drink anymore..."
"Damn it, give me a drink! You can't beat me in a fight, now I give you a chance to drink me down!"
"vomit……"
Most of the squadron officers who had stood in military posture for more than thirty hours fell down drunk, except for the two lesbians and Lu Rifle and Xu Feiyang.
"Old Lu." Yan Fenghuo raised his head at Lu Rifle.
"Keep drinking." Lu Rifle smiled.
"Happy!" Yan Fenghuo stretched out his thumb, looked at Xu Feiyang, lit a cigarette and said: "Not bad, he is bold and careful, and the tactics he made are the only correct ones."
Xu Feiyang, whose face was red from drinking, stared at Yan Fenghuo with his red eyes, picked up the wine bottle and poured white wine into his mouth.
"Gudong! Gudong! Gudong..."
The Adam's apple twitched, and in the blink of an eye, a bottle of white wine went into Xu Feiyang's stomach.
"Another bottle?" Yan Fenghuo handed over another bottle of liquor.
Taking the liquor, Xu Feiyang bit off the bottle cap in one bite, continued to glare at Yan Fenghuo, and poured the liquor into his stomach desperately.
"Bang!" After half-drinking, Xu Feiyang slammed the wine bottle on the table and shouted at Yan Fenghuo: "I drank as much as you drank. Now it's fair. Who will drink seriously next?"
Damn, if you lose, do you dare to stand in front of the troops and call them uncle?"
"Bang!"
"Wow..."
Yan Fenghuo picked up a wine bottle and smashed it on Xu Feiyang's head.
Xu Feiyang rolled under the table with great joy...