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"Song Lingyun, get the artillery battalion and send it to me!" Li Yunlong said on the phone.
"Commander, I want to keep this artillery battalion for myself." Song Lingyun drank the last bit of meat in the can of beef in one gulp.
"I don't even have an artillery battalion for a regiment commander. You, a company commander, want to build an artillery battalion? You are afraid that you are going to rebel. Send it to me quickly!" Li Yunlong said.
After Li Yunlong finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and then said to Zhao Gang: "This guy is simply my lucky general, Old Li!"
After the call was hung up, Song Lingyun chewed the beef in his mouth and complained: "Captain, you are so powerful, why don't you dare to fight with the brigade commander?"
"Company commander, shall we send him off?" A soldier asked.
"Send it! Why don't you send it? Are you going to rebel?" Song Lingyun wiped the oil on his mouth, "Pack on another cart of canned beef and sake from Little Japan, so that the leader and the others can also have a prosperous New Year!"
"Yes!"
