Chapter 228 I'm Coming to Stop By!

Li Bingheng stood at attention on the spot, and solemnly gave a military salute: "Military registration number 2159012757280132576, captain medical officer Li Bingheng is reporting to you!"

This time Xu Yichen stopped in his tracks, turned around and returned a military salute: "Practice political commissar, Xu Yichen, you are welcome to enlist again, veteran."

Li Bingheng was a little confused, and turned his head to look at Yang Yuefan, who was from the Ministry of Justice. Although he knew that the political commissar had the right to temporarily recruit active soldiers, veterans, reserve soldiers, and even citizens and civilians to cooperate, but what the hell is re-enlistment?

Does this comply with the Basic Law?

Yang Yuefan curled his lips, and said painfully: "Now he is the leader, he has the final say. In the army, his rank is equivalent to lieutenant colonel, and he is a authority dog. I will tell you responsibly, he has this right. He said you re-enlisted, you re-enlisted."

"Even in this world?" Li Bingheng questioned with the expression of the second generation of officials.

"That's right, even here!" Yang Yuefan endorsed the intern political commissar painfully: "Believe me, he is the result of real combat and practical combat achievements. In terms of record, all of you combined are not as high as him."

"Our company is the Company of Heroes!" Li Bingheng's eyes widened, and he said excitedly: "We have withstood 20 times the number of enemies! The death rate is as high as 60% and we have never retreated! Brothers who have closed their eyes by my hand have No less than a hundred people! How old is he! If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have retired!"

"The times have changed. The new generation of soldiers has undergone more transformations and used more new equipment." Xu Yichen said to Li Bingheng: "Only by standing on your shoulders can the Republic achieve today's achievements. Courage beyond doubt."

Li Bingheng stared at the witcher for nearly half a minute, both of them maintained a salute posture, and finally Li Bingheng nodded: "Medical officer Li Bingheng is reporting to you! Comrade political commissar!"

Xu Yichen turned his gaze to the other two players. Monk Wang Yue and Feng Wuyi, who was carrying two swords, immediately stood at attention, saluted and replied loudly: "Recruit, Wang Yue/Feng Wuyi is reporting to you! Comrade political commissar!"

In the end, the demon hunter's gaze turned to Yang Yuefan. This genuine old fritter from the relevant department stood at attention helplessly, saluted, and said feebly: "Yang Yuefan from the Ministry of Justice is reporting to you, Comrade Political Commissar."

In terms of rank, Yang Yuefan can easily mobilize brigade-level combat units, and relevant departments even have small space fleets and orbital space forces directly under their own departments.

In terms of military rank, he has to have the same treatment as a colonel.

But these all require the production of special certificates from the relevant departments, but this is the game world, and Yang Yuefan can't show them. The most important thing is that this intern political commissar is determined to be unable to beat him in the game!

Of course, in reality, Yang Yuefan felt that he was useless. The other party's brilliant record was always regarded as a suspected Chaos infected person in the internal files of the relevant departments. It took nearly two years of observation to confirm that he was really just a special fighter.

The witcher achieved satisfactory results. Xu Yichen would have been in a happier mood if the female warrior hadn't made a funny expression: "please first, my lord!"

Yin, a black-haired aborigine, walked on the edge of the team, hiding herself in the shadows of others. She felt that this guy who could bring Yang Yuefan down seemed even more difficult to mess with.

Only Eferal, still following the witcher, her expression didn't change at all, but she was still a little turbulent in her heart.

Although she didn't eavesdrop on the conversations between these Siris, the silver-haired witch could tell that, except for the little girl who was an assassin, everyone else had received standard military training!

Judging from their unique etiquette and consistent behavior patterns, they are likely to be trained as warriors from an early age like the Battle Sisters.

Effilar felt that he should have a good talk with Master Celestine after returning home. At this stage, the Sisters of the Heart of the Sincere Sisters, it is better not to be an enemy of the Cyris people!

The gate of the Lord's Mansion was already in sight, and the witcher didn't even look at the guards at the gate, and pushed open the two heavy wooden doors with both hands.

The power feedback from his hand made Xu Yichen smile. Antoine is still a pragmatic guy. Although the walls of the castle still have traces of being burned by flames, the gate has been replaced with a brand new one.

The solid oak door was inlaid with dark metal grids, and Xu Yichen estimated that Vittoria's full blow would not be able to bring any effective damage to the door.

The paladins standing guard in the porch bowed their heads to the witcher one after another, and the panicked servants rushed into Antoine's study before running and falling to report the evil visitor.

"You're enjoying yourself here." Yang Yuefan walked to the demon hunter and followed him into the lord's reception hall, and asked in a low voice, "After all, you're a local lord, don't you have any background?"

Xu Yichen chuckled: "I am his biggest background. If the witcher organization does not cover him, his position will not be stable! His current backer is the church, and I have a good relationship with them. The most important thing Yes, he is a bully, and he even tricked me, so I have to scare him."

The witcher moved his shoulders, intending to give Antoine an unforgettable greeting later, and set the tone of the negotiation first.

Yang Yuefan nodded suddenly, he didn't know what he thought of, but the expression on his face showed that he was thinking about some conspiracy.

Antoine wore a luxurious robe made of silk and walked in through the inner door under the leadership of his followers. A leading attendant strode up to the platform where the lord usually spoke, and respectfully put a small bench there.

The visitors from Moon Shadow Village who came to the lord's mansion for the first time looked confused, especially the lord Antoine, whose increasingly fat body and strong buttocks formed a sharp contrast with the small pocket stool. Compared.

The silly eldest sister Vittoria couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing, but the female warrior waved her hand in front of her nose without changing her face, with an expression of 'who the fuck is farting'.

If the witcher hadn't been staring at her, he probably would have believed it himself.

In short, the Sirisians from the land of etiquette did not embarrass the lord any more, and they all withstood the enormous pressure without laughing.

The arrogant attendant, standing beside Antoine, looked more like a local lord than himself in terms of temperament. The attendant cleared his throat and said loudly, "My lord is here!"

In the end, there was no reaction at all, and a group of people looked at him directly, which made him a little nervous.

"This man must be a newcomer." The demon hunter whispered to Yang Yuefan in a voice that everyone could hear.

PS: I almost forgot I haven't uploaded the chapter yet. . .