The Heavens: Falling Ink From Douluo

Chapter 398
"It's so cool!"

"Look at this epaulet, look at this medal..."

"Fuck~"

"Fuck, what are you doing?"

"And this helmet, the liquid metal mask..."

"Look at this, built-in ten square meters space pocket!"

"Hey, what is this? You have never seen the armed rations prepared for us by the logistics department. It is so rich and high-end that I can't find an adjective. In short, it is very awesome, very, very awesome..."

"Ha, and armed rations?"

"Could it be that you didn't go to collect it?"

"Damn, let's go, go to the logistics department to lead?"

"Yes, go, I'll wait for you here..."

Today's Wanshan League is extremely manic.

That's right, mania.

Students who are not members of the Wanshan League call this day "the carnival day of the Wanshan League". Every member of the Wanshan League seems to have been beaten to death. On this day, the nuclear association is good at it, which translates to - nuclear good assistance, good at it!

If it is said that it is a sharp knife in its sheath on weekdays.

So today is an unsheathed saber.

Some members disappeared.

Some members were in a hurry.

Those who showed up were all wearing stiff coats.

Stepping on the shiny leather boots, he looked murderous.

At first glance, they were elites who had seen blood. With a glance, they made the passing freshmen avoid them like snakes and scorpions. Only a few seemed to know that the freshmen of Wanshan League dared to come up and talk, and got the friendly support from these Wanshan League members. Smile, and, chat casually about homework.

And outside Shrek Academy.

Outside Shrek City.

Seventy miles in the suburbs.

In a warehouse.

Those members of the Wanshan League who disappeared in the eyes of Shrek Academy middle school students are all here, looking at these huge monsters in front of them in shock, looking at these high-end soul guides that fit the image of artwork in the minds of all men, rather than oneself.

"Empty to ground, there are three gears in total."

"The application for the use of Sea God Lake has been approved."

"Therefore, the navy has the qualifications to participate in the military parade."

Yang Yu'er, who had already changed into a pure black military uniform, held a statistics sheet and reported this to Lin Chaoci who was wearing a white windbreaker. Immediately, he changed the subject and said in a solemn tone: "The total number of people participating in the military parade this time is one thousand. Seven hundred and eight people, three people are needed to control one salute, 54 people are needed to control 160 salutes, and the air escort formation has a total of 72 fighter planes and 36 gunboats. Therefore, there is only one person on each fighter plane and gunboat, a total of 910 people. The nine square formations are arranged in a standard square formation with ten vertical and ten horizontal formations. There are two commanders in front of each square formation. Add eighteen, a total of 20 and eight people. The pacesetters are separated by 200 meters and one person is formed. There are two rows of ten people, a total of 20 meters, and 30 people. Arrange 100 people on each frigate and 500 people on each main ship, for a total of [-] people, the report is over!"

The number of people is limited.

Moreover, this is the Wanshan League military parade.

Even if Lin Chaoci thinks that the lineup is a little thin and there are not enough people, he can't transfer the members of the network to make up for it.

Nod your head to show understanding.

Immediately, the topic changed: "Salute series."

"Level nine!"

"Each salute is a nine-level soul tool!"

"It can withstand the pressure of firing nine-level soul guidance shells multiple times!"

Yang Yu'er didn't even look at the statistics in her hand. If she wasn't afraid of missing something, she wouldn't even need to take this statistics. Lin Chaoci is not a good boss, but he is a bad boss who dares to delegate power. Zhu Zhuyun, the orange who is in charge of the branch of the Sun Moon Empire, and Yang Yuer, who is in charge of the Wanshan League, are not ordinary girls. The one who struggles the most is Yang Yuer. She has neither the innate conditions nor the acquired conditions of Juzi, who learned from Xu Tianran's side when she was a teenager, but hard work pays off. After a year of hard work, she also has some management skills, and she can manage a team of less than 3000 people with ease.

Therefore, after all, I added truthfully: "But because the function of salute shells is not lethality, but celebration, each salute shell has only reached the standard of a second-level soul guide, and its lethality is almost zero. Therefore, I I'm thinking about whether to replace the first salute or the last salute with a ninth-level soul-guided shell to shock the audience?"

"Shock the audience?"

"Use level nine soul guide shells?"

Lin Chao said goodbye.

Smiling and waving his hands, he looked at the fighter plane on the side: "That's too extravagant, 54 salutes, 54 nine-level soul guidance shells will be blasted out at once, and the total inventory in my hand will be nearly emptied." One-third, it's just shocking, it's not worth it, let the air escort formation take responsibility, 36 gunboats, with nine-level soul-guided shells suspended, and 72 fighters, with eight-level soul-guided shells suspended, smart people see After all this, you can understand our strength. There is no need for thousands of dollars to create a nine-level soul guide shell, just to throw it out to listen to the sound and frighten them. The super soul guide shells go down!"

Yang Yu'er also laughed.

The smile is full of bad humor: "I don't know if they will be scared to shoot after seeing the background of our Wanshan League. There are 36 nine-level soul-guided shells, and one nine-level soul-guided shell explodes at a fixed point. The lethality is enough Severely injure a level 91 titled Douluo, ten nine-level soul-guided cannonballs explode at the same time, can severely injure a Super Douluo, 36 nine-level soul-guided cannonballs fly over their heads one by one, if the concentration is not good, hehe, just Not to mention that we also took out 54 nine-level soul-guided cannons, and it is estimated that the dreams of Prince Sun and Moon tomorrow night will be full of soul-guided cannons and soul-guided shells..."

Lin Chaoci was also amused.

The same is true for the Minister of Logistics.

After laughing for a while, the laughter gradually dissipated.

Lin Chaoci looked around, his eyes flicked over Yang Yuer and the ten principal and deputy ministers of the five departments, and finally made the final arrangement: "Tomorrow is the official military parade, so I won't say anything fake Alright, if we have something to say, let’s wait until tomorrow, let’s talk about practical issues, regional arrangements and process.”

"Speech first, salute second."

"Following the pacesetters, the air escort formation."

"Six infantry phalanxes, three armored phalanxes."

"It officially starts at ten o'clock."

"Since, October [-]st, ten o'clock one."

"Start the parade!"

Yang Yu'er took a step forward and said in a serious manner.

Lin Chaoci nodded.

Then, he asked suddenly, "What about you?"

"us?"

Yang Yu'er was stunned, turned her head, and looked at the other ten girls in blank dismay. She didn't understand what the words meant, and asked in bewilderment, "What's wrong with us?"

"Is it possible that you still want to go down?"

"Leave me alone on top and scream, the opening of the military parade, or let me explain on it alone, which phalanx is coming to us next, do you really have the heart?"

Lin Chaoci spoke nonsense in a serious manner.

Yang Yu'er provoked a group of girls laughing together.

"Alright alright~"

"We won't forget~"

Yang Yu'er did not despise Lin Chaoci because of Lin Chaoci's down-to-earth expressions, but admired Lin Chaoci even more because of Lin Chaoci's down-to-earth expressions. They are responsible for implementation, but Lin Chaoci is responsible for guiding the direction , come from the people, go to the people, Lin Chaoci likes to be a shopkeeper, so let him be it, an excellent boss can't do everything, otherwise, what do you want them to do?
"Just don't forget."

Lin Chaoci believed in Yang Yuer's ability.

Therefore, did not say much.

Take out a bag of white rabbit toffee from the storage soul guide.

He took out one by himself, tore open the package and threw it into his mouth.

Then, he threw the remaining bag to Yang Yu'er.

"Just treat it as overtime pay for me asking you to work overtime..."

"If you don't have enough, make up for it, don't be disgusted..."

"It's a little interesting, let's go..."

Looking at Lin Chaoci's unrestrained back, Yang Yu'er shook the bag in his hand, raised the corner of his mouth, raised a gentle smile, took out a piece from it, and immediately handed it to the head of the logistics department: "I'll share it with everyone." Come on, this piece of candy is not bad, let everyone relax and relax, don't be nervous, just play normally tomorrow."

"Okay, then I'll go too."

Several girls took away a toffee respectively.

Immediately, each left.

The head of the logistics department also took a toffee.

Then he changed hands and stuffed the bag into the deputy minister's hand.

That is, in the hands of his own wronged subordinates.

Doesn't look like a minister at all.

Learn from Lin Chaoci's daily fishing: "Go, give these candies to those pilots, they will appear on the stage tomorrow with eight or nine-level soul guide shells, the psychological pressure is so great, I think it's a lot of pressure when I think about it ..."

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