Chapter 127: The Origin of Decline_1

No! A single medal is not enough to hold someone. Feng Yi said that he can't be let go, and Annie's words today have already sounded the alarm for Weirbo. The military department wants people who can handle themselves. Even if he has to stick it out shamelessly, if Feng Yi's stand is not firm and he claims he doesn't want to mix here and gets poached, it won't sound good. He must tie this rare genius to his own chariot. Who knows, this may be a future famous general of the Federation?

With this in mind, Weirbo did not hesitate. He didn't wait for his butt to get warm and started to hastily praise Feng Yi in their shocked gaze, then ran away mysteriously, leaving Feng Yi puzzled...

Soon, the eager voice of an old trickster came from the headmaster's office: "Hello, is this the command headquarters? This is Weirbo, please connect me to the direct line of the chief of staff's office, quickly."

"Please, please wait."

"Wait, what?! Can't you recognize my voice?"

"Yes."