1232 Give A Plum In Return For A Peach!
When General Darte walked into the infirmary, he saw Wang Teng getting surrounded by people. He was stunned.
"What are y'all doing?"
"General Darte!"
"General, you're here!"
"General, please help us…"
…
Everyone clamored around General Darte and started talking at once.
General Darte took some time to understand what happened. He stared at Wang Teng strangely and asked, "You know light Force treatment?"
"A little," Wang Teng replied calmly.
"Hurry up and treat them. It's hard to eradicate the dark Force from their wounds. If they don't get treated in time, it will affect their cultivation in the future. Please help them," General Darte requested earnestly.
"I want to, but I can't execute it when they're surrounding me," Wang Teng replied innocently.
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The corners of everyone's lips twitched.
This fellow was a little shameless.
He wasn't this easy to talk to just now. Why did he change his attitude the moment General Darte come?
And he was still acting innocent.
How shameless.
But no one voiced their thoughts. What if Major Wang Teng bore grudges? They still needed him.
"Why aren't y'all moving? Didn't you hear what Major Wang Teng said? Spread out." General Darte felt helpless.
Insensitive fellows.
"Yes, yes!"
Everyone hurriedly took a few steps back.
Good lord!
The older, the wiser!
Wang Teng glanced at General Darte and smiled at him. Then, he executed a large-scale Bestow Of The Goddess without any hesitation.
Light rain splattered down the infirmary. All the injured were taken care of. No one was left out.
The wounded felt much better after bathing in the rain. They thanked Wang Teng profusely.
"Thank you, Major Wang Teng!"
"Major Wang Teng is a good man!"
"Major Wang Teng, do you still need team members? I'm willing to join."
"Major Wang Teng, I'm an experienced jungle martial warrior. I'm good at fighting creeps. Please choose me."
"Major Wang Teng, please choose me. I can warm your bed."
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Wang Teng didn't expect these military martial warriors to be so funny.
Jungle-style martial warrior? Are you serious?
Do you play mobile legend?
Also, warm my bed? I'm a righteous man. I won't be distracted by a person's look.
Are you prettier than my adjutant? Do you have a better figure than her?
If you don't, shut up.
General Darte was at a loss for words. He was embarrassed by his subordinates!
Where's your dignity? You can throw yours away, but I still want mine.
Wendell stood in the corner with a black face. "Scoundrel realizing his ambition!"
The team member lying on the bed didn't dare to speak. After all, he had just accepted Wang Teng's light Force treatment.
"Major Wang Teng, thank you. Let me thank you on behalf of all the wounded!" General Darte was surprised when he saw everyone's condition improving. However, he didn't forget to thank Wang Teng.
"Please don't do that. It's nothing." Wang Teng waved his hand.
"This isn't nothing. No one else can do it." General Darte shook his head with a smile. "You made a great contribution this time. Either way, you'll get what you deserve. I remember that the captain of the Tiger Strike Force is getting promoted. They need a powerful officer to take over his position. I'll vote for you. With General Cameron's help, you have a high chance."
"The Tiger Strike Force?" Wang Teng was puzzled.
Peggy, Di Qi, and the others were astounded. They had some insider information.
"F**k, I've been in the military for so many years, but I don't have the right to fight for it. It looks like you're getting real power soon," Di Qi shouted instantly. He was envious.
He used to be the garrison commander of the No. 4 Defense Planet, so he had some military influence there. He was like the local tyrant of the defense planet.
However, it was nothing on the No. 29 Defense Planet.
Every single team leader here was a cosmos-stage martial warrior. There was nothing to compare.
"Does the Tiger Strike Force have a lot of power?" Wang Teng asked.
"You don't know?" General Darte was surprised.
"I came just recently. How would I know?" Wang Teng felt speechless.
General Darte was stunned. Then, he shook his head bitterly. He had forgotten that Wang Teng was a newbie. His performance during his missions and the war was just too astonishing.
He explained, "The Tiger Strike Force is a thousand-man squad. They have 5000 martial warriors, all at the celestial stage and above. The deputy regimental commanders are cosmos-stage martial warriors. On the No. 29 Defense Planet, the Tiger Strike Force is one of our top squads.
"If you can become the regimental commander of the Tiger Strike Force, you will have real power. You won't just be a martial warrior with a normal military rank."
Wang Teng's eyes lit up.
The Tiger Strike Force seemed awesome.
If he could become its commander, he would have a certain amount of influence and speaking power in the military.
Many thoughts went through his mind. Wang Teng nodded and smiled. "Thank you, General."
"There's no need to thank me. You won it with your ability and contribution. I didn't help you." General Darte waved his hand and smiled.
Wang Teng chatted with General Darte for some time before leaving.
No one spoke about the pills again. They knew that such effective pills meant an extra life on the battlefield. They wouldn't give it away if they had one either.
However, they didn't know that when Wang Teng left, he secretly gave General Darte a bottle of pills. There were 20 master-level healing pills inside.
General Darte said that Wang Teng earned everything himself and he didn't help him, but Wang Teng wasn't a
naive.
Standing by his side was the greatest help to him.
No one would help others for no reason, especially these bosses of the military. They wouldn't take sides easily either.
Thus, Wang Teng accepted his kind favor. The pills were his way of showing his appreciation.
How would he use them?
That was General Darte's own business. It had nothing to do with him.
Also, 20 master-level pills didn't matter much to him. He could make them easily with a few furnaces.
He was a grandmaster alchemist. He had the confidence to do this!
The war had just ended, so General Darte had many things to deal with. After staying for some time in the infirmary, he also left.
Wendell furrowed his brows as he stood in the corner. He gritted his teeth, and his gaze turned sharp.
Wang Teng, it's you again!
Wendell screamed in his heart. He forcefully suppressed the urge to kill Wang Teng now. Then, he operated his wristwatch and sent a message.
There was only one word in the message: Kill!
