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"Eze, don't misinterpret Geng Xingye's good intentions! This is a serious matter, not something you can play around with!"

The bald man couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he spoke out to help.

If it weren't for the fact that Eze was sent from Beijing, he would have joined forces with others to kill Eze! How could he be so presumptuous!

"Baldy, if you don't agree, come and fight. What's the use of just being powerful with words?"

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Eze didn't take the two of them seriously at all, and even hooked his finger provocatively.

Seeing that everyone was about to quarrel again, Chu Wanfu frowned and put the pen back on the table.

"Everyone, time is precious."

Eze took the opportunity to say, "It means that you talk too much nonsense."

Chu Wanfu gave him a warning look, and the latter raised his hands and shut up obediently.

"We'll leave at 7 a.m. tomorrow. E Ze will go and prepare."

"Yes!"

E Ze looked around at everyone provocatively, snorted in a sarcastic tone, and went out first.

Leaving everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.

"General Chu..." Geng Xingye wanted to say something.

"Dismiss."

Chu Wanfu stretched out his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, looking like he refused to talk.

The bald man winked at Geng Xingye, packed up his things and turned to leave.

The others didn't say anything, and left one after another without saying a word.

Su Mei was the only one left in the huge meeting room in a blink of an eye. The room was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.

She frowned and felt a sticky liquid flowing out of her abdomen. As the pain gradually intensified, layers of cold sweat appeared on her forehead, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Be at Building No. 3 at 5:30 tomorrow morning."

"Yes!"

Chu Wanfu began to clean up the information on the table. Seeing that Su Mei was still unwilling to leave, he frowned almost imperceptibly.

"Anything else?"

Su Mei took a deep breath, met his indifferent eyes again, and tried not to mix any personal feelings and said, "General Chu, please approve a batch of supplies for the Ninth Squadron."

"Go to the Supplies Department."

"The Supplies Department... refused to give us food."

Hearing this, Chu Wanfu stopped and re-examined her. His expression was as calm as a mysterious ancient well that had been there for thousands of years, but it was also terrifying.

"This is your goal."

Su Mei shuddered all over, not knowing whether it was because the wound was too painful or because of the fear of being seen through by Chu Wanfu.

For a moment, she wanted to retreat and leave here. But in her mind, she saw the injured teammates with cracked lips that bled, deeply sunken cheeks, and a listless look of lack of food and water, waiting to die!

She was unwilling to give up!

"Yes, my teammates went to the front line twice in four days, all on an empty stomach! Now they are seriously injured but can't eat a grain of rice or drink a sip of water! If I hadn't really had no other choice, I wouldn't have come to you directly! Please, General Chu, save us!"

Su Mei bent down deeply, even if the wound on her lower abdomen was torn again because of this action and bleeding trickled out, even if she faced the pressure of Chu Wanfu's silent gaze, she would never back down!

She could imagine Chu Wanfu's eyes falling on her head, thinking about something expressionlessly.

Chu Wanfu, the core figure of the Second Army, she had seen him fighting on the front line, the ground was full of debris, the land was piled up by mountains, he stood at the top, facing the scorching sun and the wind, extremely dazzling.

But since that battle, he has retreated to the second line and no longer led the charge.

But his heroic appearance on the battlefield will always be her weather vane, guiding her forward.

In front of her superior and idol, she couldn't speak directly about those conspiracies and tricks, and it was a big mistake to report them to her superiors.

Chu Wanfu retracted his gaze, picked up the notebook and left without looking around, only saying "Go back" at the last moment before leaving.

The door slowly closed, and tears gathered in Su Mei's eyes as she lowered her head, falling directly on the surface of her shoes.

Or... she didn't get the supplies... her teammates...

She was useless... How could she not tell which was more important, faith or life...

Su Mei stood up, her eyes fell on the place where Chu Wanfu had sat, her vision blurred and clear.

The overwhelming loss and despair rushed towards her, successfully crushing her to death on the beach, and she could only cry without resistance...

Cry?

Su Mei raised her hand to wipe off the coldness on her face, looking at it absent-mindedly.

No, there is still a chance, she can't give up.

Like a stranded fish struggling hard, Su Mei will never be willing as long as she doesn't hear Chu Wanfu's consent, go to his idol! Her teammates are more important!

She suddenly opened the door, grabbed a random person and asked, "Where is General Chu?"

"In his office."

Su Mei rushed over following his finger and pushed the door open, attracting a surprised glance from the two people inside.

She slammed the door shut, her chest heaving violently, her throat extremely dry, and her face as pale as a newly painted white wall.

"General Chu, you must give me a batch of supplies! I can't watch my teammates die! We are doing our best to defend our country, and we would rather die tragically on the battlefield than be harmed by our compatriots!"

"Harm? Tell me more." Chu Wanfu's heart was ablaze.

"You should know Wa Qiong. The procedure for my handing in supplies is strictly confidential. She knew that you would go this time, so she colluded with Dong Changbing and deliberately arranged for my ninth squad to go to the battlefield continuously, trying to wipe us out.

Then Dong Changbing arranged for her to take my place...General Chu. "

Wa Qiong, she remembered this grudge!

Su Mei pursed her lips tightly, her eyes firm, "Please give us food to save our lives!"

Chu Wanfu seemed to have no reaction on his face. He turned to look at E Ze beside him and asked, "Is the crystal core in his hand?"

E Ze nodded, "I came down a few days ago. In name, I was buying supplies. It's under his control."

It seems that what the female soldier in front of me said is somewhat true and reliable.

"How come you know so much about their private affairs?" Chu Wanfu asked softly.

Su Mei was a little embarrassed and said: "While she was venting her emotions behind a tree, she heard the conversation between her team members. I know this sentence is not very credible, but I will not joke with the lives of my teammates! If I hadn't heard it, I might still be kept in the dark by them.”

Chu Wanfu was silent.

The room was quiet for five or six seconds, and he turned his head and said to E Ze.

"Go check it out."

E Ze responded and went out.

Chu Wanfu picked up the pen and wrote something on the paper, and shouted in a slightly tired voice: "Xiao Zhang, get some supplies for her."

Someone responded outside the door, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

"Take this note back and give it to your teammates. You will arrive at the designated location on time tomorrow." He folded the paper in half and pushed it forward.

Su Mei hid the surprise in her eyes, stepped forward, put the note into her pocket and put it away properly.

At this time, the person who was called Xiao Zhang came in with a bag of supplies. Su Mei took it, saluted and thanked Chu Wanfu again, and walked out.

Outside the door, she opened the note and saw that it read: All personnel are resting in place and will go to the front line after recovering from their injuries - Chu Wanfu.

Su Mei felt the heavy supplies on her shoulders, and her heart felt as heavy as a thick fog.

She once again felt the importance of strength.

If her strength can be further improved, will their ninth team be like the first team, respected wherever they go?

It's really ridiculous that such a pile of supplies almost killed their entire team.

Every tear she shed proved how incompetent she was. Only with strength can you live a good life, okay, she understands.

As for idols, Su Mei had already lowered her head and threw it in the trash can at the last moment. From now on, she will be her own vane.