Army-Breaker Bureau Northern Frontier Branch, inside the command hall.
Chen Feng stands in front of the console.
The right cuff was tied tightly with a strip of cloth, but it was empty inside.
On the console screen:
[Capital Reserve: Critical Line]
[Medical Supplies: Cleared]
On the open space in the corner of the hall, military blankets were barely spread out in a row.
Dozens of seriously injured people were lying on it, groaning in pain.
A logistics worker stood up, his eyes full of anxiety.
"Sir Chen, even the most basic coagulant is gone in the medical warehouse."
Chen Feng looked down at his remaining left hand.
"Go get the ordinary trauma medicine and add it to him first."
"The ordinary medicine is also empty."
The logistics staff shook their heads.
"We finished it last night, and the last two bottles were given to the wounded Third Squad."
Bang!
Chen Feng punched the table.
"Go to the headquarters logistics department."
"Tell them we urgently need life-saving medicine."
Lei Hu walked in from the hall door and sighed.
"I urged you eight times."
Lei Hu walked to the console.
"The reply given by the Military District General Affairs Department is that routine allocation requires procedures and the materials will arrive within three days at the earliest."
"Three days?"
Chen Feng almost couldn't breathe after listening to it.
"After three days, all the brothers lying on the ground will have to go into the pit."
"How much cash is left in the reserve fund?"
"One million."
"One million Great Xia yuan is simply not enough to treat so many brothers."
Lei Hu punched the wall.
"We defeated Beast Tide, but now we can't even get the money to buy medicine for our own people."
"The entire base's reserves were burned down by Dragon Breath."
Chen Feng calls up the base damage assessment report.
"Thunder Venerable has never accumulated personal property before, and there is no money left in the base's accounts at all."
The hall fell into silence.
The sound of breathing of the seriously wounded on the ground reached everyone's ears.
Suddenly there was a roar in the sky.
Army-Breaker One fighter plane landed in the center of the command square.
The air waves stirred up dust on the ground.
The fighter jet's engine is shut down and the hatch is opened.
Li Zhengyang walked down the passage and walked straight into the command hall.
The support staff stood up immediately.
Lei Hu and Zhao Yi took two steps forward and stood on both sides of the aisle.
Chen Feng walked quickly to Li Zhengyang and lowered his head.
"Minister."
Li Zhengyang scanned the entire audience.
He looked at the seriously wounded man lying in the corner and at the empty sleeve on Chen Feng's right shoulder.
Li Zhengyang Go directly to the front of the center console.
"Report casualty data."
Chen Feng Click twice on the console button to bring up the latest data table.
"One hundred and thirty-seven people died in battle."
"Forty-two people were seriously injured."
"Two hundred and ten people were slightly injured."
"The logistics medical team has been reduced by more than half."
Chen Feng pushed the report onto the screen in front of Li Zhengyang.
"How big is the current pension gap?"
"According to the Military Department's normal standards, the pension for each Martial Warrior killed in battle is two million, so we need 274 million."
Chen Feng lowered his head.
"The current book balance is one million, which is not enough for distribution."
Lei Hu took Battle Axe and took a step forward, shouting at the top of his lungs.
"Minister, I will take my slightly injured brother outside the wall."
"C4 Zone There are some Sixth-Rank Martial Artist beasts. Let's hunt ten of them and get money for medicine."
"Go down."
Li Zhengyang gave the order, took out a card and slapped it on the table.
"Pick it up from here."
Chen Feng was stunned.
He didn't reach for the card.
"The pension for brothers who died in battle will be five times the normal standard."
Li Zhengyang Without any hesitation.
"Ten million in cash per family."
"The accounts of their family members must be entered before sunset today."
Lei Hu stopped what he was about to say.
Ten million.
One hundred and thirty-seven people, this is 1.37 billion Great Xia yuan.
"The living brothers, regardless of whether they are seriously injured or not, will receive a subsidy of one million yuan each."
Zhao Yi stared at Li Zhengyang with wide eyes.
"Minister... everyone? A million?"
"Yes! Everyone."
Li Zhengyang confirms.
"Transfer money, now, immediately!"
Chen Feng reached out and pinched Army-Breaker Black Card on the table.
Aim at the military reading slot and insert it.
The screen flashes red and begins to check the authorization level.
[Authorization passed: Cardholder Li Zhengyang (highest authority)]
The balance inquiry interface pops up directly in the center of the holographic display.
A string of numbers appeared above the hall.
Chen Feng's breathing paused.
He took a half step forward and pointed at the numbers on the screen.
One, ten, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand...
There are too many zeros.
So many that Chen Feng clicked wrongly for the first time.
"Twenty... more than two billion."
Lei Hu squeezed away the Zhao Yi next to him and put his big head in front of the holographic display.
"I'm not fucking dreaming, am I?"
"The entire Northern Frontier War Zone's annual military allocation is only three billion."
"A year's worth of expenses were paid directly this time?"
Li Zhengyang stood still and did not move.
This little money is just a fraction of what I spent.
"Quick, transfer."
Li Zhengyang urged again
Chen Feng Operation immediately.
He called up the list of all personnel and the archives of the martyrs' families.
"Check of the dead list: 137 people, each person was given 10 million, subtotaling 1.37 billion."
"Check of current staff and surviving logistics personnel: 440 people, one million per person, totaling 440 million."
Chen Feng Click the transfer confirmation button.
[System processing...]
[Large-scale fund transfer completed, total transfer out: 1,810,000,000 Great Xia yuan.]
In the corner of the hall.
The support staff who were changing the bandages of the injured had a shock in their wrists.
His micro Terminal made a beeping beep for payment.
He raised his wrist.
[Acceptance notification: You received Great Xia yuan 1,000,000 yuan. Payee: Army-Breaker Bureau Northern Frontier Branch.]
The support staff sat directly on the floor.
He looked at his wrist and then at Li Zhengyang in the distance.
Within a second, the Terminal of all the people in the hall who were able to move sounded the prompt tone at the same time.
Didi didi!
The sound was a continuous one.
Lei Hu clicked his wrist.
"It's really arrived."
Lei Hu scratched his scalp twice.
"One million, everyone alive will have a share."
Zhao Yi looked at the wounded man lying on the blanket, still looking sad.
"Minister, the seriously injured need life-saving medicine more than monetary compensation."
"Don't worry, the medicine will arrive soon."
Li Zhengyang spoke calmly.
"I placed an order at the Army-Breaker Bureau general warehouse."
Li Zhengyang looked at everyone.
"Nine-Turn Bone-Regrowth Pill, one hundred."
There was completely no sound in the hall for an instant.
"A hundred? That thing sells for five million apiece, and the General Manager's Logistics Department only has a thousand in stock."
"I saw they had it in stock, so I bought it."
Li Zhengyang pointed to the seriously injured person in the corner.
"When the time comes, feed each one one of them. Within a day, the meat and bones on their bodies will grow automatically."
Li Zhengyang moved his eyes to Chen Feng's shoulder.
"If you take this medicine, your hands will grow back."
Chen Feng's left hand suddenly clenched into a fist.
" Can the fracture caused by Dragon Venerable also last?"
"One is not enough for two."
"I bought a hundred pills, that's enough."
Lei Hu rushed forward three steps and came to the front of the console.
"Minister, where is the equipment?"
"My Battle Axe is completely scrapped. I won't be able to leave tomorrow without a weapon."
"Standard Thunderstorm Battle Saber, I bought five hundred."
Li Zhengyang looked at Lei Hu.
"Each weapon has a thunder attribute that penetrates."
"Five hundred?"
Zhao Yi took a breath.
"One person can't use up a handful."
"I also have Blackscale Combat Suit, five hundred sets."
Li Zhengyang added.
"Starting tomorrow, any brother who goes out to fight must be equipped with new equipment from head to toe."
"I burned all those rags and clothes directly."
"Where is base Defense Line?"
Zhao Yi points outward.
"The outer city walls have all been smashed by the dragon's tail. If a few high-level Demonic Beast come tonight, we can walk directly to the camping building."
"Four Symbols Thunder-Strike Array, one set."
Chen Feng took several breaths.
"The formation that can withstand a blow from Martial Venerable?"
"Yes."
Li Zhengyang nodded.
"Starting from tomorrow morning, we will be able to have lightning strikes at our gate."
Lei Hu stepped directly on the ground.
"Minister, I will sell my life to you from now on."
"If anyone dares to find trouble with us Northern Frontier Branch, I will first chop him into pieces with five hundred Battle Saber."
Li Zhengyang raised his hand.
"There's no need for you to chop it."
"Practice your martial arts well and wait until you reach the high level Martial King before you talk to me."
Next to the console.
Chen Feng stared at the card with a worried expression.
He turned his head and looked at Li Zhengyang.
"Minister... where does this, where does this come from?"
Chen Feng is experiencing tremors all over his body.
"Headquarters will never give so much money at once."
Li Zhengyang did not answer.
He moved his gaze downwards, staring at Chen Feng's empty right arm sleeve.
"You don't have to worry about this."
"If you mess with me, I won't let you suffer."
Boom!
A roar sounded in the sky.
The sound of transport planes at the logistics headquarters in the distance came from the clouds.
Two huge military heavy transport planes cut the sky and landed at the command square.
The metal box hit the ground directly.
The pneumatic hatch pops open to both sides.
Five hundred sets of Blackscale Combat Suit and five hundred Battle Saber, piled up like a mountain
And in the shock-proof freezer in the center.
A hundred sealed jade bottles are exuding medicinal fragrance.
Chen Feng was the first to rush over, grabbed a jade bottle with one hand, and pulled out the stopper.
The moment the medicinal fragrance overflowed, he felt a slight tingling sensation from the fractured area of his right shoulder.