[Fengshi City]

[Baoying in the suburbs]

[Reserve Officer's Dormitory]

"Hey, hey, I heard that the entire army's cavalry must be gathered together."

Claude Lee sat on his camp bed, poked out his body, and said seriously to the neighboring shop:

"The cavalry and infantry in our Tiefeng County are also divided. The cavalry are now talking about it, and they are all trying to find out where they are going!"

On the camp bed next to Claude's bed, Houdell curled up listlessly, leaving only one back to Claude.

Hearing Claude's words, he couldn't help but snorted and said sarcastically: "Listen to this and that, what a fool! He's all the fool. Are you going to separate the cavalry? Then just hand over the cannons and see if Mason promises it."

Since taking that "enterprise exam", Houdel has been in this state of depression and cynicality.

Moreover, as the test results have not been announced for a long time, Houdel's symptoms have become more and more serious.

Claude had long been accustomed to this, so he automatically ignored the monkey's sarcasm.

"Don't believe it, people say it's a nose and eyes," Claude said, looking around the dormitory.

The other "mud legs" in the same dormitory have gone out - they are unwilling to stay in the same room with the "leather boot boys".

So there are only a few leather boots left in the spacious dormitory reading a book in a fake manner, plus a monkey who doesn't want to move, and Claude Lee, the monkey's temporary breeder.

After confirming that the boys who were left in the dormitory were not eavesdropping, Claude leaned closer to Houdel and lowered his voice, "I have heard of something amazing - you are going to be promoted!"

"Oh, it's all messy..." Houdell shook his head impatiently, instinctively trying to refute until he really understood what Claude was saying.

He coughed lightly and muttered dissatisfiedly, "What's so great about your promotion? It should have been a long time since you were promoted!"

"That's natural," Claude pretended to be deep, trying to support the outline of a sophisticated adult on his still teenage face. "But the question is, how high should it be."

"How high?" Houdel Wuming became angry and sat up, glaring at Claude, "You still need to ask? Of course, it's on an equal footing!"

"Yes, we all think so," Claude nodded in agreement at first, and then asked seriously, "But what should a person like Major Seber who was originally higher than your rank? What should the officers from other counties do?"

Houdel's nameless fire was instantly held back. He sat for a while and suddenly scratched his scalp hard.

"These masters are so troublesome! It's better to do a good job!"

Hou Deer fell back to the bed in a panic, pulled up the blanket, and covered his head, "How about love? Also, why are you talking to me about this? I don't even know where I am going! Can I fuck you?"

Houdel spoke louder and louder. The blanket just made his tone sound a little dull and did not act as soundproofing at all.

Not far away, the leather booted boys who were disturbed by Houdel's voice all blamed the two of them, with curious eyes.

Claude hit Houdel on the back: "Sound it light!"

Houdel snorted again, but did not continue to complain.

"I told you, isn't it because you are your personal guard?" Claude whispered, "I think you must be more informed than me."

"Where are you still in the personal guard?" Hou Deer hummed angrily, "I have been driven back."

"Are all the reserve officers removed from their posts and stayed on standby? You are not alone."

"Your Excellency didn't take me with you this time."

"Didn't you take others?" Claude smiled, "Look, although you don't admit that you are your personal guard, you still think you are one level higher than us."

Hou Deer said nothing.

"Don't worry," Claude comforted Houdell, "Even if you hand in a blank paper, you won't let you get rid of it. I can't even figure out what you are afraid of..."

Houdel remained silent for a long time and threw off the blanket suddenly.

"It's dead or alive!" Houdel roared irritably: "It's a pleasure!"

...

Meanwhile, in Maple Stone City, in the conference room of the city hall.

Richard Mason also shouted in his heart: "Give me some fun!"

Directly opposite Captain Mason, sat a bald head with a bad face, Colonel Geissa Adonis.

On the right hand side of Colonel Geisa, Colonel Skur Mecklen, who had hair but was also angry.

On Colonel Geisa's left hand sat Lieutenant Colonel Magash Korwin.

Lieutenant Colonel Magash, who always had a smile on his face who didn't care about anything, had an extremely serious expression at this moment.

When Captain Yijie faced three school officials, his momentum was naturally weaker, not to mention that Tiefeng County was already in the wrong position.

"Since you are here again," Colonel Geisa broke his silence, "that means that the boy Montane has not come back yet, right?"

Mason wiped the sweat from his forehead, "That's right...but he sent a letter back and said that he had already returned. It's time to arrive in Fengshi City in these few days."

Colonel Geisa smiled kindly, and cooperated with the horrible scar that covered half of his face, looking like a big hole in his head:

"Leave such a big mess for us, patted our butt and left. Nowadays, young people are so cool."

According to the original plan, the General Assembly of the Liberals, which should have been dissolved after the new charter, was dragged to the point that it has not yet concluded due to the fact that Winters was in a slight manner.

At the same time, Gaisa and others had to urgently "select" public opinion representatives within their jurisdiction to fill the so-called "National Assembly".

In this way, how could the three school officials not be angry?

Not to mention, the National Assembly is just one of the many messes left by Winters Montagne, not even the worst.

"There are indeed some important matters, and he had to come forward in person. He left in a hurry, very sorry." Mason explained, apologizing while advising carefully, "However, before Winters set off, he had entrusted me the affairs of the interim committee, and it would be the same for you to talk to me."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Talk to you? What do you talk about?" Colonel Geisa slapped the table and shouted loudly, "Talk about how to provoke border quarrels? How to expand the private army? How to attract wolves into the house?"

Poor Mason didn't dare to take on this.

"I tell you, and tell the boy Montane." Ghesa's tone was filled with anger. "We did recruit the Huds in the past, but as long as the war ended, they would be dismissed immediately - and in this way, a lion was raised."

Geisa asked Mason, "Wen Duoer's Ministry? Naturalized Hed? What does the boy Montane want to do? Does he want to be infamous for thousands of years?"

Mason silently endured the firepower until Colonel Geisa was tired of scolding and gasped on the table.

"It seems," he sighed, "there can only be negotiated with several people in person for this matter."

"So," Colonel Geisa sneered, "no matter what method you use, even if you fly, you must let the boy Montane come back immediately!"

"And if Captain Montane does not return as soon as possible," Lieutenant Colonel Magasch interjected, "I don't need to announce the personnel transfer order - it has spread outside, more detailed than I know."

Lieutenant Colonel Magash looked around with a teasing look, "Why is the good conference room leaking?"

Hearing this, Major Seber, who had not spoken, finally couldn't help but join the battle.

Others respected Magash's three-pointer, but the saber did not give Kolwin any face.

He bared two sharp teeth at Magash Kolwin, stared at his eyes, and cursed: "You have the fuck and say it! Just let it go if you have farts! If you leak air? If you want to leak air, it is also the three of you who can't hold your butt eyes! You little fucking to wipe your own shit on others!"

Magash Kolwin's face changed suddenly after being scolded by the saber. Taking into account his demeanor, he did not squirt back, but just had a dark face and stopped talking.

Andrei, who had been distracted, also became energetic and watched the battle with great interest.

Mason, who witnessed all this, felt satisfied on the one hand, but on the other hand, he was worried that Lieutenant Colonel Magash would lose face, which would be detrimental to future cooperation.

He wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but he couldn't think of any jokes, and he was even more afraid that he would become darker the more he described it.

"Give me some fun." Mason lamented in his heart.

Fortunately, Colonel Skur took action.

"Be careful, Major Seber, you are an officer of the Union, not a mercenary in the stinky ditch," Colonel Skur first gave the saber a stern, and then gave the other party a stern, "Lieutenant Colonel Magash, so do you, if you have no basis, don't say it easily."

Seber sneered, but did not respond.

Magash Kolwin still had a calm face, but nodded slowly.

Colonel Skur tried to change the topic and promote the process of the meeting. "Although Captain Montagne is not present, some things cannot be discussed. But some matters can be decided if Captain Montagne does not need to be present."

Mason responded at the right time: "What are you talking about?"

"Military rank." Colonel Skur replied briefly.

"Yes, military rank, decide quickly!" Colonel Geisa slapped his thigh, frowned, and looked at Captain Mason opposite him, "What did the boy Montane think? He is not happy to let him be a general?"

"this……"

"He is not promoted? How do you promote?" Colonel Geisa's question was like a mother-child cannon, one after another, "How do you promote your subordinates? How do you promote your subordinates? Could it be that everyone is waiting? Wait for him to accumulate enough military service?"

Mason smiled helplessly because he couldn't figure out what Winters was thinking.

"No matter what you say," Major Seber spoke suddenly, "Winters Montagne could not accept the plan of the brigade general in one step."

"Did you know again?" Colonel Geisa glared at Saber, "Are you two familiar with each other?"

"Not at all." Seber replied without hesitation, "but I can see that this guy Winters Montane is very proud of his bones. His rank of captain was achieved by him with one sword and one shot. He could not exchange it for a fake flower. He would not allow such stains to be left in his resume."

Mason and Andre looked at each other, and both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Colonel Geisa's face turned red and white.

"It's impossible to talk about this, it's impossible to talk about it," the blue veins on the top of Geisa's head stormed, "What else can you do?" [Palatu swears]! Disband!"

After saying that, Geisa slammed the door and left.
Chapter completed!