Chapter 130: First Arrival of the Flame Star

What's more, Bruce is a shrewd man who knows that his future is firmly tied to the third son. If he disobeys the order of the third son, he will become a lonely boat in the storm in the future. He cannot blame this, and his desperate bets are not difficult to understand.

What surprised Chen Bowei was Mr. Chen, and Chen Fang was not the candidate for the head of the family in his heart.

It is true that when Mr. Chen was young, he was indeed very fond of him and was also an ideal candidate to succeed the head of the family. However, he had been ill for seven years and had faded out of his horizon. Just imagine, even if Mr. Chen had a good background, how could he put his hope on a half-dead child? Moreover, according to the doctor, Chen Fang would lose his ability to move at the age of twenty.

Even after Chen Fang recovered from his illness, he did not receive his attention. After all, he wasted seven years and was much worse than other children in all aspects. Moreover, the most important factor in evaluating children is to see if he has any opinions. Chen Fang’s relationship with his grandfather is inevitably unaffected.

However, it was this son who was abandoned by him who suddenly slashed in silence, which made him sweat in a cold sweat, because the target of this sword was not the other sons, but the head of the family.

In Chen Bowei's eyes, this war for the head of the family was nothing more than a group of children fighting for favor. They were all trying to prove their strength and prove that they were the strongest among the brothers. As a father, as long as they grasp the right measure, even if they were to make them beaten with a blue nose and a swollen eyes, it was not a bad thing.

Unfortunately, the children's performance could not satisfy Chen Bowei. At this time, he found that a child did not fight with other children, but was hiding in the corner, staring at him fiercely. What was the child thinking?

In any case, this unique child aroused his interest.

Chen Bowei found that he didn't understand the child who had been silent for too long and suddenly entered his sight. In order to investigate the child, he wanted to talk to Bruce. He firmly believed that the child must have a trick.

Although Bruce resigned without his permission, he still had to rely on the Chen family and would never dare to hide anything from him.

The Secretary of State's lessons to his grandson continue.

"Do you think you can hide it from Chen Bowei with your tricks? I can't even see through that old fox! The battle between the head of the family is the tragic battle between the head of the family, which is also the last thing the head of the family doesn't want to see. Even I swallowed my anger. You dare to add fuel to the fire. This is tantamount to swinging a knife at Chen Bowei!"

"What can I do if I can't hide it? What can he do to me? It's enough to deceive other children. At least I'll muddle the water first and let him taste the uncomfortable feeling." Chen Jian burst out in silence.

"Then you take advantage of the troubled waters. So, do you know what you are doing?" The Secretary of State suddenly remembered the incident of his grandson's secondment of mercenaries, and the connection between them was connected, and a hint of joy arose.

"Of course I know, I also know that the head of the family must be in a hurry and may smash things in the study at this time." Chen Fangyu was not shocking and died.

"Well, it is inevitable that those bottles and jars will suffer. Boy, it is a good thing to have opinions, but you can't be rampant. You can't help but underestimate Chen Bowei. With your little tricks, you won't be too anxious. Even if you have your own plan, I still want to remind you that fighting for the head of the family is a game, and it will be of no benefit to you." Grandpa said earnestly. After all, young people are young people, and they can't hide their edge. In the surging struggle for power, they will suffer a big loss.

"What's the point of fighting for the head of the family? Whoever loves it should be? " Chen Fangman smiled indifferently, and the other end of the phone was the hearty laughter of his grandfather.

Although the entire content of the conversation cannot be heard and the hidden mystery is even more unobstructed, the audience is still stunned.

Two days later, the ship docked at the Cape of Hope.

Although the flame star does not see real flames, one-third of the area is covered by deserts, with the temperature on the surface as high as 60 degrees. There are almost no indigenous people here. The entire planet is a large military camp. The tens of millions of mechas on this planet are only a small part of the Black Dragon Legion, and the living environments of the other troops are almost the same.

Only the cruelest environment can also temper the most tenacious and tenacious soldiers. Lu Beiyan firmly believes in this concept and firmly implements it in his own troops.

In the distance, from time to time, a small team of soldiers with barefoot bodies ran past. They were not wearing shoes, and they stepped barefoot on the hot sand, and had heavy metal blocks tied to their waists. They could still walk as fast as they could fly. No objects could be found from them that could hold water. Behind them, a guy who looked like an officer rode a military ATV to chase after him.

The officer held a whip with lightning in his hand. It is not difficult to see that the whip was used to caress the soldiers who were left behind. There was no so-called standard achievement here. Those who were behind will be in trouble and will be eliminated. Under the cruel system, there will naturally be no soldiers who were scattered.

"Boy, what do you think?" Lu Beiyan still seemed to be dissatisfied with this intensity.

"It seems inhumane." Chen Fang answered truthfully. Everyone was born to his mother. It would be strange if the mothers of these soldiers were not so distressed that they cried. What's important is that the Black Dragon Legion belongs to the special mecha unit, and these struggling soldiers are mecha divisions. Such cruel training seems to be of little help to the battle.

It was the scorching sun, and Lu Lingfeng couldn't help but feel scared and sweated. He didn't dare to say such words to his father. Maybe his dictatorial father would immediately ask him to take off his boots and run back and forth with the soldiers. But a miracle happened again, and his father not only did not get angry, but also smiled at the sky.

"If someone else says this, I don't feel strange. But you, a mercenary, said it. This would be too interesting. Without cruel training, how can you hone a soldier who is fighting?" Lu Beiyan took the opportunity to show off. If even the mercenaries think that this kind of training is not humane enough, this means that the training intensity he has formulated is still over.

As soon as Lu Beiyan finished his words, no one else changed. An officer of the Black Dragon Legion who was accompanying him was a little moved. His eyes looked at Chen Fang, which was clearly scrutinizing his opponent. Soldiers must have the spirit of not losing to others. An excellent soldier must not allow an existence stronger than himself. This is exactly the wolf nature that Lu Beiyan requires the army to have. His words undoubtedly revealed a strong message that mercenaries are stronger than the Black Dragon Legion, and at least the training they received is equally cruel.

"This is not only a matter of strength, but even if the feet are so hot that they are full of bubbles, it will not be of much help to the mecha master." Chen Fang was unaware of it and was still arguing with his father-in-law.

"As far as I know, mercenaries do not have daily training. They only have physical strengthening and skill training. And both of them are paid. After completing the task, they must exchange the money and merit values ​​obtained for opportunities. Is that true?" Lu Beiyan asked knowingly.

"Bodynamic strengthening and skill training are costly, and mercenaries perform tasks for a fee, so it is natural." Chen Fang had to admit it, and at the same time raised the interests of others. Mercenaries are a taboo topic in most troops. What the troops need is loyalty and absolute obedience, and remarks that disrupt the morale of the army are not allowed to appear.

"But don't you think it's incredible to put troops in any country? If you don't provide any training for soldiers, you'll push them to the battlefield. What's the difference between sending them to death? Isn't this cruel? Even in the most cruel and inhumane Black Dragon Legion in the empire, the annual death index cannot exceed 7%. Tell me, what is the approximate death ratio of mercenaries from rookies to second-level?" Lu Beiyan still asked knowingly.

"I'm afraid this cannot be calculated by percentage." Chen Fang hesitated for a moment and said, "One of the ten can probably be lived out."

"What about promotion from the second level to the third level?" Lu Beiyan continued to ask.

"It's probably about the same as a rookie to the first level." This ratio is probably only known to people within the Mercenary Association. Chen Fang's answer is limited to guessing, but the error is not too large.

"That means that from rookies to third-level mercenaries, less than one thousand people can survive, right? The army of any country cannot allow such a death rate. If one of my Black Dragon Legion, from private to corporal, can only survive one thousand people, and the remaining nine hundred and ninety-nine will die, Lu will definitely be dismissed. Tell me, is it your mercenary inhumane, or is my Black Dragon Legion inhumane?" Lu Beiyan asked with a smile.

The officer's eyes were obviously bloodshot, as if one day the flames were burning.

"There is no comparison between the two. One thousandth is the death rate of mercenaries fighting, and seven percent is the training death rate. The Black Dragon Legion of the Aojia Empire is invincible in battle, and it is not comparable to mercenaries. Even in wartime, there is no need to die so many people." Chen Fang finally realized that the situation was not good. His father-in-law praised the mercenaries in the Black Dragon Legion, obviously because of his ulterior motives. When contacting the officer's performance, he immediately guessed his father-in-law's attempt.

"The strength of mercenaries is not only a cruel elimination system, but also endless battles. Mercenaries who can rush to the third level are all good players who have experienced many battles. Fighting is the best tempering for soldiers. Soldiers who have never experienced combat are not even worthy of being called soldiers. Although physical strengthening can significantly improve their physique, they cannot sharpen the experience of soldiers and have a tenacious will like steel. The imperial army does not have endless wars to sharpen the troops, but can only temper the troops through cruel training. This is why I formulated the cruel training." Lu Beiyan became serious as he spoke.

"My father praised you all the time." Lu Lingfeng envied. His father was praising mercenaries on the surface, but in fact he praised his son-in-law.

"If you praise me again, you will start fighting. He is called fanning the flames." Chen Fang complained.
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