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Chapter Eight hundred and fortieth: Big vote with me!

Chapter 840: Do it with me!

Song Yiqing was so angry at Ling Lan's stupid words about being with the rabble that he actually ignored the following sentence. He said angrily: "I want to see what you can do to resist me, the rabble."

He waved his right hand suddenly, and saw more than twenty people at the front of the 224th Mecha Regiment suddenly jumped out and surrounded Ling Lan.

Ling Lan sighed in her heart, originally she didn't want to fight, so she pointed out that her background was not much worse than Song Yiqing's. Unfortunately, Song Yiqing didn't hear it. It seemed that she had to fight even if she didn't.

"Wow, boss, are you trying to kill a thousand people per person?" Xiaosi was excited when he saw this scene.

"Isn't it just me?" Ling Lan said angrily, she suddenly shook the short whip in her hand, and then she disappeared.

"Bang, bang, bang!" With the sound of the short whip hitting, 224 flew out from the encirclement one by one, and landed heavily beside Song Yiqing. Song Yiqing was so shocked that he pushed back two or three steps, blinked, and

More than a dozen people piled up next to Song Yiqing like a pile of Arhats.

At this time, Ling Lan's figure suddenly appeared in front of Song Yiqing and pressed his shoulders, making Song Yiqing unable to move.

Ling Lan whispered in Song Yiqing's ear: "Song Yiqing, Song Yiqing, you are always unwilling to see the Yellow River. It was the same with Qilong, and it is the same now. If it weren't for the fact that your ancestors and my father were both in the army,

I will serve the country, this time, I will not let it go, Song Yiqing, don’t try to challenge my patience."

It’s all so clear, Song Yiqing, please clear your head a little bit.

Ling Lan doesn't want to really kill a thousand people by one person. Although it is not difficult for her, to really knock down all Song Yiqing's 224th Corps is a real slap in the face and offend people to the extreme. I'm afraid Second Marshal Song Yongzheng

She couldn't swallow this breath. Although the old fox couldn't do anything to her father, it was still easy to cause some trouble for him. Ling Xiao was already busy enough now. Ling Lan didn't want to add anything to him.

trouble.

This is also the reason why Ling Lan reminds her of her identity over and over again. Taking the initiative to avoid and being unable to give in after being forcefully defeated by others are two completely different concepts. Ling Lan does not want to completely break up with Song Yiqing or the Song family at this time.

Shameless.

The people below in the army may not know who she is, Ling Lan, but at the top, the three marshals, the ten generals, and even the commanders of the major armies probably all know who Ling Xiao's son is.

"Father?" Finally, Song Yiqing didn't miss Ling Lan's obvious words. He was stunned for a moment and then narrowed his eyes slightly, "Who is your father?" Of course, what made him calm down quickly was Ling Lan's thing that made him unable to move.

hand.

Ling Lan looked at Song Yiqing with a half-smile but said nothing.

Ling? Song Yiqing suddenly thought of Ling Xiao, and then thought that Ling Lan's 250 Mecha Regiment was from the 23rd Army. His expression changed and he whispered: "Ling Xiao!" The voice was almost weak enough that only he could hear it.

"My father asked me to say hello to Marshal Song, and he also hopes that we can cooperate." Ling Lan raised the corner of her mouth, and she was not stupid at all.

"Cooperation?" Song Yiqing suddenly thought of Ling Lan's words at the beginning, and immediately sneered: "Didn't you say that I was exiled here? It seems that you are not much better."

Ling Lan gave Song Yiqing a strange look. The strange look in his eyes made Song Yiqing a little unsure. He endured it for a while, but the look was too piercing. Unable to bear it, he asked: "What are you doing?"

What's the meaning?"

"How many sons does your grandfather have, and how many sons does your father have?" Ling Lan looked at Song Yiqing with contempt. "And how many sons does my father have?" Everything about Song Yiqing had been discovered by Xiao Si.

Song Yiqing's face darkened. Ling Lan's first words directly hit the scar in his heart. Outside. He is Song Yongzheng's grandson and grandson. He looks very awesome. In fact, Song Yongzheng has eight sons in total. His

His father is one of them, and the one with relatively poor abilities is not valued by Song Yongzheng. Song Yiqing is also his father's third son. He has two brothers with outstanding abilities who have already reached high positions, and two talented people.

The extremely tall brother, similarly, is not valued by his father.

It should be said that he is the most ignored person in the entire Song family. If he hadn't bear the surname Song and was the grandson of Song Yongzheng, and were afraid that he would bring shame to the Song family, the Song family would not have spent any effort to get him on an ordinary machine.

The position of leader of Regiment A, however, in order to keep out of sight and keep in mind, and also hope that Song Yiqing can get some merit in the battle, so he was thrown to the battlefield of Haijiao Star. As Ling Lan said, it was almost like exile.

"Since you are not exiled, why did you come to this ghost place?" Song Yiqing sneered, he would not let others see his scars.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to make progress, it’s just that after he reaches a certain position in the military, to climb up, he has to focus on his ability, strength and military achievements. His ability and strength are not enough, let alone his military achievements. Now he is restricted here, playing a few small games.

After fighting, he has accumulated the most basic military merit. He has already seen his future. At most, he will be the leader of an ordinary ace mecha regiment. Unless his mecha control reaches another level, but at that level, how can he do it?

He can't do it either. His talent has limited him to the early stage of ace. If he is lucky, he may be able to enter the elite ace, but it is only possible.

Another hope is to catch up with a shocking battlefield victory, such as the Federation taking over the sovereignty of the Cape Star. In that case, the Federation military will distribute the results without hesitation because of the victory and the sovereignty.

Military merit, he might be able to move up a level with military merit. But this is also an extravagant hope. If it were that simple, the Battle of Cape Star would not have lasted for countless years.

Because of this, the Song family felt that there was no hope for him, so they abandoned him ruthlessly, and were no longer willing to waste time, material and manpower on him.

"You are so damn lucky!" Song Yiqing said bitterly. In his heart, he envied Ling Lan. He could become Ling Xiao's only son. All resources were used on him. No matter whether his talent was good or not, he would not be defeated by Ling Xiao.

To give up, instead of being like him, he can only secretly lick his scars in this Cape Star with full of resentment. It is this resentment that makes his character become violent, twisted, and maybe even a little self-destructive.

Ling Lan patted his shoulder gently, a little comforting, which made the hostility in Song Yiqing's eyes lessen.

Ling Lan whispered: "Do you dare to do something big with me?" Huh? Why do these words sound like the words of a bad person doing bad things to deceive others? Ling Lan sweated slightly.

Song Yiqing narrowed his eyes again: "What do you mean?"

"Actually, why should you put your hope in others? The fruits you earn are the sweet ones." Ling Lan said calmly.

Although she is Ling Xiao's child, the fact that she has reached this point is the result of her hard work. Ling Xiao just protects her achievements from being taken away by others. Well, this is also very important.

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