The new officer took office three times, and Yan Fenghuo's fire has not yet burned out. The entire army has already obeyed him. Of course, this kind of obedience is surrender under a high-pressure policy, but for Yan Fenghuo it has already
Enough. At the very least, surrendering under high-pressure policies is much better than being disobedient.
The fire has not finished burning, and must continue to burn until the entire blood fox is reassembled and burned into a piece of fine steel without any impurities. The formation of a piece of fine steel requires thousands of tempers and cannot be completed overnight.
After removing the impurities and compressing the troops, the thousands of people were originally used by Yan Fenghuo to make steel. As for what the result will be, it depends on Yan Fenghuo's ability.
At the military dog base, Yan Fenghuo held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Huang Chenggang surrounded by dogs with a smile.
Huang Chenggang sat weakly with his back against the iron railing. A dozen military dogs sat around him, glaring with fierce dog eyes and making threatening sounds from time to time.
For four days, Huang Chenggang didn't eat or drink. He was trapped here by the military dog and was about to collapse.
But he was very stubborn, and even so he relented. He had to go, he had to go, and he would never team up with Yan Fenghuo.
"Old Huang, why bother, haha." Yan Fenghuo smiled.
Huang Chenggang stared at Yan Fenghuo and said weakly: "Either I die or I leave."
Yan Fenghuo blew out a puff of smoke without saying a word, turned around and walked out.
"Bang!"
The door was closed again. Huang Chenggang stared at the closed door, his eyes still full of determination: Go, you must go, I don't believe that you, Yan Fenghuo, can let me die here!
Huang Chenggang is very determined. Once he makes up his mind, he will inevitably go all the way to the dark side. Maybe he is very tactful in handling relationships, but he will not show any tactfulness in this matter. Because being tactful is a bit annoying to Yan Fenghuo.
It's useless, you have to engage in a cruel tug-of-war with him.
He also knew very well that this tug of war was not only with Yan Fenghuo, but also with the leaders above.
He didn't understand when he was transferred to Blood Fox Heavy Equipment as an instructor. In the end, he realized that this was a special arrangement by the chief. The chief put him here just to wipe Yan Fenghuo's butt. This butt will not be wiped.
If it doesn't work, someone else still can't clean it, so he has to do it.
But Huang Chenggang is no longer willing to do it, and will fight to the death!
On the fifth day, Yan Fenghuo walked in again smoking a cigarette, but Huang Chenggang was already dying of thirst and hunger.
His physical fitness was far different from that of many team members. He couldn't bear it without eating or drinking for five days. Fortunately, he was not an ordinary person, otherwise he might have died.
"Old Huang, have you thought about it? Haha." Yan Fenghuo had a smile on his face. Unfortunately, no matter what smile he put on his face, it gave people a ferocious feeling.
Huang Chenggang struggled to open his eyes, looked at Yan Fenghuo lightly, and continued to close his eyes: "I don't believe you dare to let me die here..."
"Forget it, why bother." Yan Fenghuo squatted down, hugged a military dog, and smiled at Huang Chenggang: "Who can make mistakes without being a sage? You said you haven't accomplished any great achievements, just pat your butt and leave.
Man, what is this? A deserter?"
Huang Chenggang ignored Yan Fenghuo and was too lazy to pay attention.
As an instructor, he was extremely aggrieved when he did this to such an extent. Not only was he aggrieved, but Yan Fenghuo actually wanted to surrender himself. Haha, is it possible?
Seeing that Huang Chenggang was silent, Yan Fenghuo sat next to him, took a deep drag on his cigarette and sighed: "I say, Old Huang, you know better than anyone what the Blood Fox Heavy Armor is like. You want to change, but you can't.
Right? Because this place is no better than an agency unit, let alone a Dragon's Nest force. This is a patchwork force. Everyone thinks they are the best. Ten squadrons can't pee in one pot. How can such a force have combat effectiveness?
?I admit, I used you to establish my authority, but if I don’t use you to establish my authority, who will I use to establish my authority? The chief issued a death order. In one month, we will see what the Blood Fox will look like after reloading. What do you think?
Is there enough time? Not enough, absolutely not enough! If I don’t take strict measures to deal with it, we will all be scolded bloody in a month’s time!”
Huang Chenggang's eyelids moved slightly, but he still didn't speak.
"You can handle relationships, you can wipe people's butts, and you have the qualities of a strategist; I am just a reckless man, a weakling, and I only know how to move forward. You can maintain relationships at all levels and make the atmosphere harmonious.
And what I have to do is conquer. I have to conquer those arrogant squadron leaders, I have to conquer those lawless team members, I have to conquer the entire Blood Fox Heavy Army." Yan Fenghuo exhaled a puff of smoke and continued: "This
We are a combat force, and our fists are the foundation. If I cannot complete the conquest, then I am not worthy of staying here, let alone exercising the power of military command. We complement each other. I can’t do it without you, and I can’t do it without me.
…”
Yan Fenghuo was filled with emotion. He has not yet secured his position. When he takes this position, all he has to do is conquer everyone here with his fists. All combat troops are martial and worship the strong.
If your strength is strong enough, you will be respected by others and can make others worship you; if your strength is weak, you will not be able to gain a foothold here.
The combat force is a very simple force. They don't believe in rhetoric, they only believe in strength.
"Don't talk nonsense to me, Yan Fenghuo, I still say the same thing, either I die here or I leave!" The dying Huang Chenggang tried his best to widen his eyes and squeezed out a sound through his teeth.
"Haha, do you think I really dare to throw you into the solitary room privately? Do you think I really dare to throw you in a doghouse without giving you water or food for five or six days in a row?" Yan Fenghuo said with a smile.
: "Stop talking nonsense, I don't dare, even if I dare, I won't. You are the instructor, you are the secretary of the party committee. Also, I applied for the emergency drill with the chief, haha."
"Actually, you are completely qualified for the position of captain on your own." Huang Chenggang nodded gently in affirmation.
"Hahahaha..." Yan Fenghuo laughed and said, "Old Huang, you are joking. Seriously, do you really want to leave?"
"yes."
"Okay! Then let's go!" Yan Fenghuo waved his hand and said, "It's easier for me to do my job without an instructor!"
"Keep your word?" Huang Chenggang's eyes lit up and he asked in question.
"Nonsense, I, Yan Fenghuo, spit and nail, when did my words not count?" Yan Fenghuo glared and said: "I, Yan Fenghuo, have moral integrity after all, and I will never do anything contrary to my word!"
"A gentleman's word!"
"It's hard to chase the horse!"
The two looked at each other, but Huang Chenggang felt that the corners of Yan Fenghuo's mouth were twitching, giving off the smell of an old fox...