Crossing to the Future, it’s Not Easy to Be a Man

1277: Two people’s decision.

"My brother and I are twins, and we have a wonderful connection. Tell me here, my brother is still alive, and he is not dead." Luo Chao pointed to his heart and said categorically, "Since my brother is not dead, he is stronger than my brother. It is absolutely impossible for the boss to die if he is several times bigger. So, why are you crying and making noise here? Shouldn't you be trying to help the boss control the situation and gain more power? You are all a bunch of cowards. I despise you. ”

Luo Chao looked at the group of men in front of him with disdain. At this time, he should think about how to stabilize the boss's power, especially since General Ling Xiao died and the boss's biggest backer was gone, so it was even more necessary for them to fight for the boss's greatest rights.

"Luo Chao is right. You should stop chattering here. You should think carefully about how to help the boss control the Lingtian Independent Army and the 23rd Army of General Lingxiao. You can't let the 23rd Army that the general established with great effort be used by others. Take it away, the commander of the 23rd Army, it can only belong to the boss." Han Xuya followed.

"Yes, that's right."

"We cannot mess up our position. During the time when the boss is away, we must keep the Lingtian Independent Army."

"There is also the 23rd Army."

"The 23rd Army is more difficult. We can't reach that level at all, but we must protect the Lingtian Independent Army."

The friends spoke one after another, and the originally gloomy atmosphere suddenly became lively.

In fact, they didn't believe that the powerful boss would die, but they couldn't find any reason to support it. The words of Lu Chao undoubtedly gave them a shot in the arm. If even Luo Lang is fine, then Boss Lan will be fine too. Seeing that everyone cheered up, Yang Mingzhi said: "Indeed, this is what we have to do immediately. The commander of the army sent us out probably to prevent others from getting involved in the Lingtian Independent Army."

"But the whereabouts of the commander is unknown. The military will definitely not leave the position of commander of the Lingtian Independent Army vacant. Even if there is no actual confirmation, a temporary commander will definitely be sent over." Liu Furong continued.

"Now, what we have to consider is how to deal with this matter and successfully keep the position of military commander." Yang Mingzhi's bright eyes glanced at the group of young heroes brought out by Ling Lan. These people went out casually. One of them is a genius that all the major legions are rushing to grab, but they are willing to stay by Ling Lan's side, follow Ling Lan's footsteps, and contribute their own strength to the Ling Tian Independent Army.

Ling Lan is so lucky to have these loyal friends, but equally, these teenagers are so lucky to have a boss who truly loves and cares for them. Yang Mingzhi understands the efforts Ling Lan has put into cultivating them even more clearly than these teenagers. a lot of.

This is the result of a sincere exchange of sincerity,

Yang Mingzhi had a rough life in the first half of his life. He met good teachers and had a group of good brothers who shared life and death. However, after a betrayal, betrayal, use and calculation, all his good things have been lost. He was already disappointed. After all, I just want to spend the rest of my life quietly, without thinking about anything, and living will be easier.

But life is so wonderful. He was transferred to the 23rd Army, came to the 250th Mecha Regiment, and met a cold and powerful young man, Ling Lan.

He still remembered the first time he saw him and how he remembered him tightly. Those cold and sharp eyes, as well as the aura as cold as ice, made him shiver, and he was chilled from head to toe.

He thought that this young man must be ruthless, even violent. Others couldn't notice it, but he smelled the blood-evil aura hidden under the coldness of the other party. It was the blood-evil aura that could only be possessed by having hands stained with blood and depriving countless lives.

What happened after that was just as he had imagined. In order to control the 250 Mecha Regiment, Ling Lan became ruthless and cruel. Once he made a move, blood flowed like a river. Various cruel methods were used in endlessly, and he was disgusted by them, but later he discovered that the torture methods he arranged seemed cruel, but were actually good for their bodies.

This made Yang Mingzhi interested in Ling Lan. He observed secretly and found that every time Ling Lan made a move, he always chose the position that would cause the least harm to people. The military doctors he equipped could completely clean up the mess.

Then, he slowly saw the mecha masters who had been crippled one by one rejuvenated and reborn from nirvana, and he understood that this cold-hearted young man had a cold face and a warm heart. And every move Ling Lan made after that confirmed his suspicion.

In this way, Yang Mingzhi was gradually impressed by Ling Lan. He saw him training his younger brothers, carefully protecting them from being plotted by outsiders, and not being used as cannon fodder by the military. He worked hard to protect them from growing up little by little and stepping into the stronghold. If he could have met a good brother who treated him so sincerely, he might not have to endure so much pain and torture, and he might be stronger than he is now.

Yang Mingzhi was impressed by Ling Lan, but he was a member of the First Marshal. The struggle between the old and new generations of the First Marshal and General Ling Xiao meant that he and Ling Lan could not get together. He had been worried that he would be secretly expelled by Ling Lan, but he didn't expect that Ling Lan didn't care about this at all. As long as he didn't betray Ling Tian or do anything wrong to Ling Tian, ​​they could be together.

The words may seem ordinary, but they had a huge impact on him, and Linglan kept his word and really delegated power to him, instead of deliberately saying nice things but actually being ignored by him. Yang Mingzhi knew very well that there was nothing he could do if Ling Lan tried to evade him. Because Ling Tian's soul is Ling Lan, everyone can lack it, but Ling Lan is indispensable.

Unknowingly, his heart was leaning toward Ling Lan, toward the Lingtian Independent Army, and toward this group of young people who were full of energy, full of dreams, and simple and beautiful. He didn't want Ling Tian's beauty to be ruined by the profit-oriented politicians at the top of the military. He wanted to protect these people, especially when Ling Lan was away.

Yes, he wanted to repay Ling Lan, who truly believed in him, who was consistent in his words and deeds, who was old enough to be his son, but whom he truly admired as his leader.

"The military will definitely send someone, there is no doubt about it." Liu Furong said, "The only thing we can do is how to make this candidate one of ours, someone who can protect Ling Tian for the military commander without trying to seize power."

When everyone heard this, they immediately looked at each other, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.

"In fact, in addition to airborne, in order not to arouse resistance within Ling Tian, ​​it is more likely to be selected from among us." Liu Furong continued.

Yang Mingzhi nodded: "I must be one of the candidates, and Deputy Commander Liu will probably also be one of the candidates."

"But the two of us are not suitable." Liu Furong frowned and said, "Deputy Commander Yang has an embarrassing status. The second and third marshals will not agree. And I have a criminal record, and the three marshals will not agree."

"The intention of Deputy Commander Liu and I is to push Captain Qi up." Yang Mingzhi finally revealed their decision. In fact, while they were still sad about Ling Lan in Qi Long, he and Liu Furong started to take back-up measures. He and Liu Furong were very clear about Ling Lan's arrangements. They couldn't just mess up because of the little ones.