The sky is gradually brightening, and a faint dawn begins to appear in the east. The cool morning breeze blows from the sea, bringing a rare chill to the hot desert, and also makes the soldiers of the Giant Bear Legion who have suffered a huge disaster seem to be in a blizzard in the North Pole, and their hearts are cold.

And the source of this spiritual blizzard is their immediate superior.

"Tell me, you damn miscellaneous people! What did you do last night? Anyone who took the lead in drinking stood up for me, confessed to being lenient and resisted... Huh, I'm so angry that I'm so angry. I think you bitches are itchy if you don't beat them for three days! You have the courage to make mistakes, but don't have the courage to admit it, right?"

In the dim morning light, a thin figure, holding a saber, wearing military uniform, paced back and forth on the empty beach with an angry face. Thousands of soldiers lined up in large but slightly crooked square formations, gathered in front of him in a cold manner. No matter who it was, once he was swept by his terrifying gaze like a hungry wolf, they were all trembling and did not even dare to breathe. The reason was that what happened last night was too ridiculous and unpretentious. No matter how good the boss had a good temper, he would be angry and mentally ill.

Commander Ferie Taylor, who was usually kind, was like a devil. With his anger, the officers and soldiers actually felt collective fear. With his stern scolding, they all showed shame. Nowadays, although everyone's faces are made of **, leaving the coach alone to play a heartbeat game between bullets, it still made these "miscellaneous people" who were somewhat responsible feel sorry for their faces, and their faces are so red that they seem to be like monkeys.

However, shame is ashamed. The responsibility that should be avoided must be resolutely avoided. No matter how Feili threatens, intimidates, and divides and disintegrates, none of the sluts under his command are willing to stand up and take responsibility. It seems that this principle of "confession and lenientness, sitting in prison; resisting strictness, going home for the New Year" is indeed widely used in any world and well-known to people...

In fact, the reason for this huge misunderstanding is not complicated, mainly because of the lack of discipline and the failure to consider humanized management.

When Feili brought a group of more than twenty people to visit the ashore, the people who stayed on the boat looked at the land and towns that were close to each other, but could not go up to have fun, and they were bored for a while. Thinking back to the more than two months of hard life and hard life and death, and the confused prospects of life and death, everyone felt very depressed and wanted to drown their sorrows with alcohol.

Without the supervision of their superiors, they actually held a grand banquet to celebrate the success of the voyage. They also stole the private goods that Commander Fili Taylor had taken and drank a lot of them. Renee, who was forced to quit drinking for a long time, was the mastermind behind the matter...

As the saying goes, drinking to drown your sorrow is even more sad. The ships are basically full of high-intensity sorbet wine. They are the kind of goods that can be lit by a match and sucked into cotton. These bastards are not restrained and don’t even leave anyone on duty. They are drunk and drunk, and they can’t even wake up the bombs, so they naturally cannot notice the small noise on the shore. They can’t see the commander’s help signal.

Because, if he just raised it high and fell down gently, the commander, would definitely lose his prestige that he had not had much. He would even have a crack with his allies he had just met. The locals were almost angry about the Xiangrui no longer saving him!

In this way, it will be even more difficult for him to command the troops in the future. If these bastards become more aggressive and they will create horrible tricks such as "turning forward to the enemy", "lost orders", or "we retreat, the commander covers", he will probably not even have the chance to regret it, so he will directly go to hell.

Therefore, even if you are trying hard to break up and everyone is tearing apart, Feili cannot encourage this bad trend of defeating the superiors and military discipline. What's more, he doesn't think that these officers can have much prestige among the soldiers--after all, these guys have only been able to get in touch with each other for two or three months, and the soldiers have mixed language and different races. It would be strange if they can develop feelings so quickly!

As for the possible non-violent non-cooperation movement... Please, there is nothing in this world. There is no shortage of officials who want to be an official and want to be a crazy official. At least there are definitely many in the Giant Bear Legion. If the officers under him are so brave, Feili would not mind a major change in the command system and promote a group of newcomers from the soldiers. Anyway, these so-called officers are just half-baked laymen who have not been trained. If they change to a group of more laymen, it seems that they are not too different... At most, they can learn about war in war. It is better to have an obedient idiot than to be clever and sloppy!

"Don't you say it, right? I think the law does not blame the public, right? Okay, then I will think you are all accomplices." Looking at the subordinates who seemed to have become real people sculptures, Feili angrily pulled out his sword and inserted it into the sand. "Now I order. Except for those who landed in the evening yesterday, all officers who served as lieutenants and above will leave the list!

The officers who were still immersed in the hangover looked at each other and walked out hesitantly. Feili glanced at them, then slashed his palm down.

"If the troops are not strictly controlled, the entire ship violates discipline. The chief officer should be held accountable first. The military police! Drag all these malfeasant bastards out and parade the streets! Criticize and fight until they realize their mistakes!"

So, the residents of Xipan Port, who were crying for the destruction of their homes, saw an unprecedented wonder this morning: more than a hundred officers tied up in large paper hats and black cards with stones hanging around their necks, "I am a prisoner" heavyweighted by stones. They walked into the town that had just turned into ruins surrounded by soldiers. There were a few loud voices next to them reading their crimes and forcing them to observe silently in front of the pile of dead bodies to express their repentance.

After the parade, the officers were pulled to a temporary platform by the sea. After loosening, their bodies were folded into a standard 90-degree bowing posture, their legs were straightened, and their arms were stretched flat in a flying scissor shape. Then, General Komante, who was in charge of the fractured legs, supervised by Princess Azisha, who was proud to admit their faults one by one and apologize to the people of friendly countries with the greatest sincerity. If they feel lack of sincerity and "lack of a clear understanding of their mistakes", then continue to repeat until everyone is satisfied. No matter how long it takes, they are not allowed to drink water, do not relieve their hands, and do not stand upright--in the sun-exposed desert, this is simply the most cruel torture. Many officers were put on stretchers after being heatstroke.

Even at this point, their punishment has not been completely over. Given that these chief officials performed badly in collective dereliction of duty and were "not suitable for leadership positions", Feili ordered all of them to be punished for dismissal and retention, and temporarily changed positions with their deputy positions, and waited until next week to watch the results. Based on their performance, decide whether to completely change horses based on their performance!

Through this round of sincere apology and punishment, the Giant Bear Legion won the cooperative relationship between the two sides to a certain extent, which reduced the resentment of Xipan Port towards the reincarnation of the reincarnation. After the Giant Bear Legion began to disperse food and provide relief, the indigenous people were left with only a sound of praise--there are injustice and debts are in charge, and this blood debt should be paid to the invaders. What should we care about with these kind foreign friends?

Even General Komante, who has always been stubborn and xenophobic, has become much more friendly to Fili and others.

In this round of punishment, Renee was just the "secretary" who Feili was holding by her side for public service. She was not a regular staffing, nor was she the chief officer of any army, so she was lucky enough to escape the criticism and controversy conference. However, as one of the culprits that tempted the officers and soldiers to get drunk together and caused the commander to almost die, she naturally did not escape the anger of her boyfriend. Of course, Feili implemented the family law on her in the bedroom...

"Ba!Ba!Ba!"

"You are asked to violate military discipline, ask you to drink and make things happen, and ask you to murder your husband..."

Feili raised the Nine-tailed Whip in a fierce manner and whipped Renee's buttocks hard. Although he felt extremely relieved when his girlfriend rode a broom to save him. But after he figured out the whole story, Feili still felt very angry--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Moreover, this seems to be an excellent opportunity to show off your machismo and revive your husband's principles...

In the dark bedroom, Renee kneeled softly on the sand. Her upper body was wearing neat military uniforms, but her lower body was covered with shocking red marks. Although the whip was whipping soundly, Renee still gritted her teeth and didn't say a word. This deliberately showed stubbornness and shame made Feili feel trapped in a blazing flame, her heart was filled with a sense of conquest and ravage, and even the whip in her hand was waving even more vigorously...

Rebeca, a female vampire professor who also suffered a loss in the street fighting, also became an accomplice of this erotic punishment. She spread Renee's legs wide and hung upside down. She unscrupulously beat the descendant of the vampire who made a mistake. This strange teasing made the three of them gradually feel the pleasure of depravity... The battle lasted for several hours. When Renee fell into a coma in unknown times, she could vaguely feel the fierce sprint of the hot foreign object in her body...

So, when Feili woke up, she felt so comfortable--I finally turned over and became the master!

However, his mood soon got better.

"Dear, my confession yesterday is sincere enough!" Renee lay on Feli's chest, biting his ear gently, "Have you breathed, Feli?"

"...It's okay. My dear. I just ask you to pay more attention next time and stop taking your own initiative." Feili said generously.

"Okay." She smiled slightly and licked her lips with temptation, "Then... I have a small thing to bother you now..."

"Hmm?" Feiri felt something was wrong. "What's the matter?"

"Haha, it's nothing, it's just that the exercise just now was too intense, and people's stomachs were hungry and said, "I need to supplement my nutrition immediately..." Renee kissed Feri's neck and said casually.

Feili's face turned pale in an instant, and she wanted to break free from her lover's arms, but she couldn't use any strength at all---all the power was consumed in the intense exercise just now, and he was just a lamb to be slaughtered...

And the butcher has sharpened his knife...

"…So. Please let me suck some blood now!"

Renee smiled and showed her fangs, skillfully bit Feili's carotid artery, and then sighed with satisfaction--after the intense exercise, it was the time when the blood tasted the best...

"Woooo, murder your husband..."

"Huh? Renee, why are you eating alone again?" Rebecca woke up at some point and put her face close to the two of them who were tightly entangled. "I want to enjoy my own portion too...ah---

With a lot of blood loss, poor Feili's eyes turned pale for a moment, and she let out a string of sucking moans intermittently.
Chapter completed!