His own man fainted, so Colonel Lango should be worried. Besides, his platoon leaders had already rushed over, some pinching his philtrum, some giving him water, and others preparing to perform artificial respiration. What was he afraid of?
This is the shrewdness of the higher-ups on the mainland. The young people they send are wild and aggressive, even Yue Zhongqi is afraid of them. But it is precisely these young people, who are fearless and willing to mess things up at any time, that can intimidate people.
Colonel Rango was almost dizzy with fear of sudden death, so he closed his eyes and signed the document.
That wretched low blood sugar also woke up before artificial respiration could begin.
Well, Colonel Lango had arranged a meal at his apartment and was going to invite a few guests, but this morning, he was so disturbed by a group of mainland soldiers that his head was spinning and his legs were trembling when he got up.
The guests, seeing that everything was over, Sir Ding, exhausted, took their leave first.
The Chief Justice fared slightly better than him, following Colonel Rango into the lounge.
Of course, when Chen Rou went in and saw what Colonel Lango was talking to the Chief Justice, she didn't greet him directly. She just told Lieutenant Colonel Wali, and when she came out, she had the guards take her home.
Lieutenant Colonel Wali's neck was still not healed, and his arm was still injured. He was so dizzy from the noise that he was weak and listless, but he still maintained his gentlemanly demeanor and insisted on seeing Chen Rou off. However, at this moment, he suddenly remembered that there was something else.
Battalion Commander Zhao and his men still had to exchange pleasantries with the guests they had invited; they hadn't left yet.
Lieutenant Colonel Wali abandoned Chen Rou and rushed into the mainland side's lounge. After all, soldiers have guts; quick-witted and nimble, he snatched the documents from Battalion Commander Zhao's hands first.
The most important thing was the middle finger the KGB was pointing at; without it, they couldn't sign the contract.
For the glory of Great Britain and for the Queen, Lieutenant Colonel Wally is going to throw a tantrum and cause trouble.
However, Yue Zhongqi saw it first and came to break up the fight. At this point, Battalion Commander Zhao wouldn't make things difficult for anyone. He immediately took out a piece of paper and said, "Hey, hey, buddy, calm down. Here's what you want."
It's just a "fuck you," how could I not give it to him?
Battalion Commander Zhao was the one who truly cared about returning; it was just a piece of paper, so he returned it to him.
After returning his things, he saw Chen Rou wave to him, then leave the auditorium and walk away.
Yue Zhongqi was alright, but the other two had visas for the day. Of course, they couldn't go to the advance team's camp either. After exchanging a few pleasantries, since it was their first time in Hong Kong and they were unfamiliar with the area, Yue Zhongqi led them to the car and they left.
It took about three minutes from the beginning to the end. After Chen Rou came out, it took about three minutes for the driver to take her away.
But just before she got into the car, someone behind her called out, "Sister Chen!"
Chen Rou turned around. Okay, it was Battalion Commander Zhao again. He looked like he had sprinted over in a hundred meters. His hair was all sticking up in the air.
But of course he didn't pant, trying to cover it up: "I just happened to be passing by and saw you were about to leave."
Chen Rou saw through it but didn't say anything, only saying, "You spoke very well today."
From the initial flurry of punches to the protracted battle, and then to the exhaustion of Colonel Rango's energy followed by feints and real attacks, seemingly offering concessions but actually cutting through the mess swiftly, and finally, the last trick up his sleeve—that piece of paper.
He gave it to them in the end, but he did so so readily that Lieutenant Colonel Wali couldn't get angry. He really played his part very well.
The young man had a bright white smile. Battalion Commander Zhao smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment."
Their supplies all come from mainland China, and the review process is quite strict, so supplies are in short supply.
Battalion Commander Zhao had several fine blood lines on his cheek, which clearly showed that the razor was old and couldn't shave properly, but he had no choice but to use it. If he used too much force, he would cut his face.
Not only him, but all of his men had bloodstains on their chins.
They've only been here a few months. Before, they were pampered and had all sorts of supplies. It's obvious they're inexperienced. Chen Rou smiled and said, "You can first use toothpaste or salt granules to coat the razor blade, and then use the aluminum foil from the cigarette box to sharpen it. The razor will be as sharp as new. It works really well."
Razors are a common item, and of course they are always being replaced. It's just that the British army has been using some tricks to keep them in check recently. Otherwise, they wouldn't be short of them. But Miss Chen actually knows how to make old razors sharp again.
Aluminum foil, cigarette pack contents, salt, and toothpaste—they had them readily available.
However, after careful consideration, Battalion Commander Zhao discovered that it was actually a very simple planing method.
But Miss Chen is so experienced! Where did she get all that knowledge from?
But he's the kind of person who single-handedly conquered the Tamar, so it's normal for him to know anything; it's to be expected.
Chen Rou got into the car and waved, "Goodbye."
Battalion Commander Zhao stood ramrod straight and saluted: "Goodbye, Sister Chen!"
He had actually met her once before, on the day he arrived in Hong Kong.
That day, she was wearing a dark green cheongsam and black velvet gloves. She was with Sir James, who had just passed away a few days earlier, and Colonel Lango. At the time, he didn't know who she was, but she was the only lady that Battalion Commander Zhao stared at and glanced at, because she was wearing a cheongsam, and in his mind, a cheongsam was a formal dress.
A lady, dressed in her finest attire, was there to welcome him.
He expressed his gratitude to the other party, and at that moment, he truly felt that this land belonged to his motherland.
However, he didn't actually see her features clearly, and the same thing happened today.
The car had already driven away. Battalion Commander Zhao's heart was pounding, but when asked about Miss Chen's features and other details, he couldn't remember anything at all.
He was so nervous that his mind went blank. He was still thinking, "Was I stupid just now? Was I not rude?"
The matter was over, the guests had left, and of course, he was hungry and went back to eat.
Platoon Leader Li had already gotten him his meal and came to ask, "Battalion Commander, we haven't been able to find you all this time, where have you been?"
Needless to say, he went to see his idol.
Oh no, before meeting her, Battalion Commander Zhao thought Miss Chen Rou was his idol, but now she's a goddess.
She even knows how to sharpen a razor; it's incredible.
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