Chapter Ten: The Passion of Little Soldier

  Wang Yuzhu, while being pressed to the ground, still remembered to take a look at Lin Feng's situation, just in time to see him pick up the gun. With a sudden surge of anxiety, he shouted: "Lin Feng, don't be reckless, run quickly! Ice and fire!"

  Deserter? I'm not that rubbish!

  Lin Feng ignored Wang Yuzhu's reminder and swung his Hanyang rifle, slamming the butt of the gun into the back of a man who was pressing down on Wang Yuzhu.

  That guy let out a loud "ahh" and fell to the ground, struggling for a bit but unable to get up.

  Those people were stunned, seemingly unable to think that the new soldier who looked so silly would fight so fiercely.

  Wang Yuzhu took advantage of the opportunity to break free and got up...

  Lin Feng slammed the rifle butt down on one of them, but it didn't quench his anger. The hot blood that had just come from the battlefield was burning even more fiercely in his body, his eyes were bloodshot, and he swung the rifle butt at another guy's head...

  "My day, is this kid crazy? If he fires another shot, someone's going to end up dead!"

  Wang Yuzhu couldn't be bothered to shout "Little ancestor, you're my jinx" anymore and hastily pulled Lin Feng away...

  Lin Feng was pulled to one side, and the gun in his hand lost its aim. The butt of the gun made a loud "whooshing" sound as it whizzed past the target's ear.

  Lin Feng's gun stance didn't hit anyone, but the momentum was really scary, especially those two bright red eyes, which made people feel like they were possessed by a demon, as if the god of death had descended.

  Those people became even more cautious.

  Wang Yuzhu seized the opportunity and pulled Lin Feng away, turning around and leaving immediately.

  Want to go?

  Upper Fourth saw that they were about to retreat, but his side was still at a disadvantage. He wasn't willing to give up yet, so he immediately shouted: "Brother, what's going on? You're taking advantage of us and then running away? Does that mean I, Yao Wenyong, am not worthy of being the deputy platoon leader?"

  Wang Yuzhu heard someone introduce himself and his head was a mess, thinking "Oh no, I've offended a big shot!"

  Wang Yuzhu originally thought that Ren Jia was just like himself, a class monitor, but unexpectedly he was the deputy platoon leader of the fourth row, this is going to be a big trouble.

  A few people here made a bit of a commotion, attracting some onlookers from nearby.

  Some people gathered around, others who didn't know what was happening became curious and followed suit, wanting to see the novelty...

  It soon became the focus of "three armies gathering".

  What's going on?

  The remaining troops on the battlefield count as one army; the suicide squad counts as one army; the reserve team counts as one army, making a total of three armies.

  But just as the three battalion commanders were annoyed by the chatter of those local gentry who claimed to be laborers but actually came seeking protection, they saw a commotion in the army and furrowed their brows.

  "Guard, go and see what's going on!"

  The guard saluted and turned away.

  He ran back soon, stood at attention and reported: "Report to Platoon Leader, there's a fight over there!"

  Sanlian's face turned dark and he walked quietly towards the scene of the incident, with the security guard following closely behind.

  Lin Feng was dragged by Wang Yuzhu, although he was still unhappy in his heart. However, since joining the army, he had become accustomed to obeying Wang Yuzhu and didn't struggle again. Just as he thought of leaving, Wang Yuzhu suddenly spoke up.

  Lin Feng originally came from a wealthy family, and he really didn't take a single radish as a root, let alone an agent. He immediately retorted: "Love to be or not to be, you're not my son, what does it have to do with me?"

  Lin Feng's words are a bit too hurtful, this is not about reasoning, it's purely verbal abuse.

  Yao Wenyong's face turned pale, and he shouted: "Tie up this soldier who dares to be insolent to me! I'll teach him a lesson!"

  As for Yao Wenyong's position - deputy platoon leader, this position is not considered high, but to tie up a new recruit, in the old army that still has this right, and he had already determined Lin Feng's nature as "a soldier who commits an offense against his superior"

  Those people got their own orders and became bolder. This is called carrying out orders, even if they cause a big disturbance, the squad leader will take responsibility for it.

  Then "rattling" sounds of guns being cocked, several muzzles were pointed at Lin Feng and Wang Yuzhu.

  "Don't move! Don't move!"

  "Put down your weapons!"

  A burst of shouting.

  Lin Feng knew what they were going to do when those people drew their guns, and waiting to be killed was not his style, so he raised the gun in his hand first, waving it back and forth at the group of people opposite him.

  One man against a group of people, Lin Feng surprisingly showed no fear at all.

  It's not that the two men didn't know life or death, it's just that he calculated that those people around here wouldn't dare to fire indiscriminately, because all around were onlookers, and if they fired recklessly, who knows, they might hit innocent people, a responsibility no one could afford.

  "Don't anyone move, whoever moves first, I'll beat him to death!"

  In the midst of the other party's clamor, Lin Feng's momentum became even more overbearing.

  Wang Yuzhu saw that things had gotten out of hand and hastily went to persuade Lin Feng: "Everyone, calm down, don't be impulsive!"

  What's going on here? Is this a fight?

  Is it possible for someone to mediate and only persuade one side?

  Yes.

  That is a tow truck.

  Wang Yuzhu is not stupid, of course he would side with his own soldiers.

  "What's going on?"

  A stern and majestic roar.

  Apart from Lin Feng, both parties were frightened out of their wits.

  Lian, Lian Chang. Yao Wenyong's tongue got tangled as he spoke, "This new recruit is a troublemaker."

  Damn it, at this time whoever speaks first will have the upper hand, let's define our opponent's character first.

  San Lian stared at Yao Wenyong for a moment, then turned his head and asked Wang Yuzhu: "What's going on?"

  Wang Yuzhu hastily pressed down Lin Feng's gun muzzle and then saluted the company commander, reporting the situation just now.

  Sanlian Chang listened to Wang Yuzhu's report and asked Yao Wenyong: "Fourth row long, is that right?"

  Wang Yuzhu was reporting at the time, although he didn't dare to talk nonsense, but his words were naturally inclined towards Lin Feng, so Yao Wenyong suffered a loss.

  Lian Chang asked questions, Yao Wenyong did not dare to refuse, but according to Wang Yuzhu's report, although the responsibility was not entirely on his side, he could not escape the connection, so he explained: "Lian Chang, actually it is..."

  "I didn't ask you to explain, just answer me: is what Squad Leader Wang said consistent with the facts?" Captain San refused to listen to Yao Wenyong's explanation.

  "Symbol, in accordance with."

  Yao Wenyong answered reluctantly.

  Upon hearing Yao Wenyong's affirmative response, San Lian Chang's gaze at Yao Wenyong gradually became more intense.

  "Yao Wenyong, Yao Wenyong! I just appointed you as deputy platoon leader, and the word 'deputy' hasn't even been removed yet, but you're already leading a group fight, and you've even fired at your own comrades. Are you more capable than me? I think I'll let you be the company commander!"

  Watching Yao Wenyong's face turn into a pig liver color, Lin Feng felt refreshed and his head almost nodded to the sky.

  Sanlian looked at Lin Feng with a smug expression, ignoring him, and said to Yao Wenyong: "Your deputy platoon leader has been dismissed, go back and reflect on yourself!"

  "Drag it out!" Yao Wenyong regretted until he wanted to die.

  Lin Feng is very happy, damn it, I've made a fortune. No wonder people say that barefooted people are not afraid of those who wear shoes. Anyway, I was in the army and had nothing, but now I'm a squad leader, it's really *** cool!

  "Is this row still worth lining up for?"

  Lin Feng deliberately repeated what Yao Wenyong had said before, of course "accidentally" misremembering some of the words.

  Yao Wenyong's anger was so great that smoke was coming out of his seven orifices, but in front of Commander Lian he didn't dare to erupt, and just looking at Lin Feng and Wang Yuzhu's eyes made him want to draw his sword.

  Sanlian Chang didn't look at Yao Wenyong again, turned his head and stared at Lin Feng: "You're Lin Feng?"

  Lian Chang had just helped himself out, so he had to be polite. Lin Feng hastily saluted and replied: "Reporting to Commander Lian, I am soldier Lin Feng of the third platoon's second squad!"

  Sanlian Chang said: "I know you, on the battlefield are quite good..."

  Upon hearing Lin Zhang's praise, Lin Feng was still pleased and just wanted to show his appreciation, but didn't expect the other person's tone to change suddenly.

  "But you can't be proud of your achievements, and even dare to draw a knife against the officials. If you don't deal with him, he will become too arrogant. Come on, take away this kid's gun and lock him up!"

  Fifty big slaps for each?

  Lin Feng's face turned sour.

  When did we become arrogant? If it weren't for those little brats bullying people, I wouldn't even bother to look at them, they're not worth dirtying my eyes!

  Now it's even better, being locked up in isolation.

  Being locked down is a minor issue, the key thing is whether the relief supplies can still be distributed or not.

  Lin Feng also hated Yao Wenyong to death in his heart.

  Wang Yuzhu knew that Lian Chang was now in a rage, and even if he wanted to say something good for Lin Feng, he knew it might not work, so he didn't make another sound. He watched as Lin Feng was taken away at gunpoint.

  Huaiyin Town is located in the west of the county seat, 15 miles away. Going west for more than 20 miles will enter Taihang Mountain, which is a place with beautiful scenery and mountains and water.

  Huaiyin is a commercial hub, but locals are still mainly engaged in agriculture, with few people involved in business, mainly as a transit station and distribution center for Shanxi merchants.

  Huaiyin Town has big landlords and also big rich men.

  Few locals engage in business, but it doesn't mean none, for example, the Lin family.

  The Lin family is a business family, and Mr. Lin - Lin Qingyuan is the president of the county chamber of commerce.

  Lin Qingyuan was over fifty years old, but his complexion was still fair and clean. He had a medium build, and there was nothing remarkable about him from head to toe. The only feature that made people remember him at first glance was his bright and piercing eyes.

  As the president of the Chamber of Commerce, Lin Qingyuan's past life was not exactly smooth sailing, but it could be said that everything went as he wished, if you don't count that trouble-making son of his.

  Lin Feng left yesterday and didn't come back all night, now it's almost dark again but he still hasn't returned.

  This is normal for him at ordinary times, Lin Feng has always been like this.

  But at this time, a war is being fought, and outside is in chaos, which makes Lin Qingyuan worried.

  The front hall of Lin's residence.

  Lin Qingyuan paced back and forth restlessly, his brow furrowed, his face dripping with sweat.

  A woman in her forties sat on the upper seat, while a young girl who was barely out of her teens sat below, dressed up like a bride.

  The woman has a dignified and elegant demeanor, with great poise.

  The girl is shy and reserved, with a face as lovely as a peach blossom, light eyebrows and red lips, her eyes cast downward, her figure slender and elegant.

  "Qingyuan, shouldn't we send someone out to look for her?" The woman was dizzy from Lin Qingyuan's pacing back and forth, finally spoke up, and while speaking, she also sneaked a glance at the girl sitting at the lower end.

  The woman is Lin Qingyuan's wife - Mrs. Yao, and the girl is her distant niece, also Lin Feng's bride - Yao Fengyun.