Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 313 His chance of survival is less than 1%

"Lao Wei, Lao Wei, have you seen the news?"

Lu Chong rushed into the commander's office in a hurry.

But you will find that there is a group of people talking inside.

Seeing that everyone turned their doubtful eyes to him, Lu Chong said this awkwardly.

"Sir, the commander of the 33rd Division, Lü Chong, reports to you."

"Wait outside for a moment."

"Yes."

It took a full five minutes before the discussion inside was finished.

Before Lu Chong could speak, Wei Shanhe raised his hand and said, "I already know the situation. The oil pipeline exploded, and the fire has not been brought under control yet."

He looked at Lu Chong, who was excited, and said calmly, "I know what you want to say, but there is no direct evidence to prove it. Besides, the official said it was an accident."

"Yes, yes, it was an accident. It was indeed an accident."

Lu Chong nodded with a smile: "Rockets explode when launched, and planes get blown down by strong winds right after taking off. What else could this be but an accident?"

Wei Shanhe glanced at him unhappily: "Everyone knows it was an accident, what else is there to say?"

"Yes, of course!" Lu Chong said with a smile: "Look, first those guys accidentally set their own granary on fire. Without food supply, won't people starve to death?"

"Now, the oil pipeline has exploded due to their operational error, and oil supply has become a major problem. Cars, tanks, and other things have become immobile."

"Judging from their procrastinating nature, I conservatively estimate that they won't be able to challenge us in the next five to ten years..."

Wei Shanhe coughed and said, "Don't beat around the bush with me. Just tell me what you want."

Lu Chong immediately put away his smile and said seriously, "I want money as a reward for the combined battalion."

Wei Shanhe's eyes twitched. "I knew you'd rush over here and not hold your fart on time. How much do you want?"

Lu Chong stretched out his hand and made a gun gesture, which was an eight.

"Eight hundred thousand?" Wei Shanhe was speechless. "Just for this eight hundred thousand, you drove all the way here? You can squeeze in among your division and get it!"

"Sir, it's not eight hundred thousand. You have to add zero to the end."

"Isn't it eight hundred thousand? Add a zero, and that's... eight million?" Wei Shanhe smiled and lip-read to him: "Look at my lips, song, house, warmth..."

"Eight million right out of the blue! Are you crazy, or am I? Do you think I run a bank?"

"Commander, tell me, is the stability of the xxx region for the next five to ten years worth eight million?"

“Of course it’s worth it!”

"Isn't that okay?"

Lu Chong said sternly, "Some of my soldiers are lying in the hospital, and there's also... Such a great contribution, is eight million too much? I don't think it's too much at all, even eighty million wouldn't be too much!"

Immediately afterwards, Lu Chong told Qin Feng about his plan to form a special operations platoon.

Wei Shanhe didn't look too surprised, he just frowned slightly.

After all, compared with the earth-shaking things Qin Feng has done these days, it seems too ordinary.

It was so normal that Wei Shanhe even felt it was somewhat expected.

Seeing that he had no reaction, Lu Chong immediately explained, "Commander, when I first heard the news, my first reaction was that not only was Qin Feng crazy, but even Ge Zhiyong was crazy too."

"But before I came here, I went to the Steel Blade Camp and took a look at their special training. It was indeed very well-organized."

"Consider the eight million as an initial investment. We'll know whether it's effective in two months. What do you think?"

Seeing Wei Shanhe frowning and not saying anything, Lu Chong approached him with a grin, "Old Wei, it's only eight million. It's a large sum for our division, but it shouldn't be a big deal for you, right? If we squeeze in a little, we'll have it."

Wei Shanhe glared: "You think it's just a matter of squeezing it? Do you think it's a sponge?"

He thought for a while and finally raised a finger.

When he saw that there was only one million, Lu Chong's smile disappeared.

"Old Wei, you're being a bit of a bully. My people are risking their lives, and you're just giving a million dollars to a beggar?"

"It's ten million!" Wei Shanhe looked at him seriously.

"So much?" Lu Chong was overjoyed. He didn't expect Lao Wei to be so generous.

"I'll apply to the higher-ups for a special allocation of 10 million yuan, specifically for the development of your Steel Blade Battalion's special operations platoon. If we can see results in the exercises in two months, we'll receive further funding and equipment."

"But if the results are mediocre, then this special operations platoon must be disbanded right here. Consider this 10 million... just like I've thrown it in the water."

"In addition, I will allocate two million from the military to you, and one million as bonuses and nutrition expenses for the injured soldiers."

"There's one million left..." Wei Shanhe paused and said in a deep voice, "If Qin Feng doesn't come back, this money will be given to his family as a pension."

Lu Chong's smile gradually faded, because this money was earned entirely at the cost of the soldiers' lives.

Especially Qin Feng, the value he created cannot even be measured in money.

But at the same time, this will also send him into the abyss.

If oil is compared to blood, pipelines are the blood vessels.

Qin Feng's move was equivalent to cutting the enemy's tendons with one knife, turning him into a cripple.

"I'll keep this one million for now, but I hope to hand it over to him personally one day."

"Who isn't..." Wei Shanhe said in a heavy tone, "However, the chances of him surviving are very slim."

"Do you have any new news?" Lu Chong looked at him in surprise.

"Well, they're serious this time. All the Gray Cats are out. Judging by his appearance, his chances of survival are less than 10%..."

......

"What's going on? Why are there so many sheriffs on the street?"

The streets were bustling with people, and it was still a chaotic scene.

Little Divi was barefoot and wearing her dirty coat, scratching her head in confusion.

Compared to yesterday, there are many more people in uniform on the streets today.

Moreover, they will stop people immediately and verify their identity information.

But little Divi didn't think much about it, she just wanted to fill her stomach as soon as possible.

Xiao Diwei pulled Qin Feng and weaved through the crowd until they came to a scenic spot and quickly found her target.

"Ms. Kindhearted, please help us. My father has a rare disease and needs a lot of money for treatment. Can you lend a hand to us? Not only do we have no money for medical treatment, we haven't had a full meal in a long time..."

With his superb acting skills, pitiful appearance, and the injuries on Qin Feng's face.

She quickly asked a foreign female tourist to wipe away her tears and take out two green US dollars from her wallet.

Little Divi was particularly happy after earning her first pot of gold. Although it was only two US dollars, it could allow her to have full meals for several days.

Because the location we chose is near a scenic spot, there are quite a lot of Western tourists.

In just one morning, little Divi's pockets were filled with green banknotes.

"Hahahaha, I'm so happy. I really do have a good mind for making money!"

Little Divi sat on the steps, happily counting the huge sum of money.

Counting once is not enough, you have to count twice.

The total amount was thirteen US dollars, which was indeed a huge sum of money for her.

Then, she took out two from the box and gave them to Qin Feng: "Here, this is your reward. Let's go buy some bread later. You don't have to pick up leftovers for the next few days."

Looking at the money the girl handed over, Qin Feng's expression was a little complicated.

In his country, he hadn't heard of anyone having to rely on picking up leftovers to make a living for a long time.

But in a place like this where the gap between the rich and the poor is huge, it is a very common thing.

Even on the way here, Qin Feng saw people starving to death on the roadside.

The most ironic thing is that not far in front of the body were a row of food stalls and restaurants.

Qin Feng shook his head, thinking it was ridiculous...

"Take it!"

Seeing that Qin Feng didn't understand, Xiao Diwei prepared to put the money into his hand.

But the next second, the money was snatched away by a big black hand.

Little Divi raised her head, a look of panic suddenly appearing on her face.

Qin Feng also looked up along the black hairy hand, and saw two burly guys in uniforms staring at them with a fierce look...