Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

"Ling Lan, you are being too much!" Du Mingyi was furious. He slammed the table and got up.

Ling Lan just looked at him coldly without saying anything. She was not intimidated by his outburst at all. She just disregarded Du Mingyi entirely.

However, Yan Three couldn't take it anymore. He got up and slammed the table with his fist forcefully, causing all the cutlery on the table to clatter and fall to the ground.

Yan Three's eyes were bloodshot. He glared at Ling Lan and shouted angrily, "Regiment Commander Ling, the Evil Wind Mecha Team belongs to Base 013. I will not join any random mecha clan. So, please stop your wistful thinking!"

The Evil Wind Mecha Team was able to enjoy a good time at Base 013 because the commanding officer had been secretly taking care of them. Yan Three was grateful towards the commanding officer because of that, so he couldn't bear to see Ling Lan treating him so disrespectfully.

Ling Lan raised her eyebrows and she slowly got up from her seat. When Li Lanfeng saw that, he came forward and draped the white cloak over Ling Lan's shoulder. Then, he presented her the silver short whip.

Ling Lan pulled the cloak on her shoulders and took the silver short whip. After setting up the atmosphere, she slowly walked towards Yan Three and glanced at him intently. Then, she raised her short whip and knocked on Yan Three's shoulder lightly.

Yan Three frowned. He wanted to flick the whip away. However, Li Lanfeng rushed forward and pressed Yan Three firmly against his chair, making him unable to move.

Ling Lan used her short whip and patted Yan Three's indignant face. She said calmly, "I said I'm informing you, not asking for your opinion. Yan Three, he who understands the times is a wise man. Yan Three, you only have three days. If someone doesn't report to my mecha clan three days later at 8 am, I will let you know the consequences of offending me. Good luck to you."

Ling Lan turned and looked at Du Mingyi. "Senior Colonel Du, looks like no one wants to eat. I will take my leave first."

After she finished speaking, she calmly walked out of the canteen. In the first place, Ling Lan agreed to attend this dinner because she wanted to understand the inner workings of Base 013 better. All the battle teams that were stationed here had their own thoughts. They were like a pile of loose sand. Du Mingyi instilled discord among the battle teams and made them guard against each other so as to protect his position as they couldn't collaborate with each other due to them having their guard up against one another. If the battle teams were unable to unite together, no one would be able to threaten his position. Ling Lan felt that this was the worst method someone could use to consolidate his or her power. If a base was disunited and the people inside didn't trust each other, that base would get destroyed very soon.

The other reason why Du Mingyi was able to sit in his position safely was that he had the Evil Wind Mecha Team, the most powerful mecha team in the base, backing him. From their conversation, she could tell that Yan Three respected Du Mingyi very much. Once someone threatens Du Mingyi's position, Yan Three would be willing to clear all the obstacles for him.

Yan Three was a good knife and the Evil Wind Mecha Team was a good weapon. So, that weapon shouldn't stay in the hands of a useless person and become a tool in the fight for his power. This was why Ling Lan decided to act that way.

She didn't care if Yan Three and the members of the Evil Wind Mecha Team would hate her. Even if they wanted to hate her, they would need to survive the h.e.l.lish training first. Well, if they could survive it.

As the members of 250 Mecha Clan saw their regiment commander leave from the chairman table, they stood up and walked behind their regiment commanders to the exit of the canteen.

While they were walking, Lin Zhong-qing winked at Qi Long and Luo Lang secretly. The members of the Lingtian Battle Team slowed down and gathered behind everyone. Li Yingjie had sharp eyes so he noticed their little actions. He stayed behind too. 'd.a.m.n it, I won't let them leave me out.'

"Why are you winking weirdly at us?" Qi Long asked curiously.

"Do you want to go back on an empty stomach?" Lin Zhong-qing rolled his eyes at Qi Long. He was in charge of the logistics of the mecha clan. Therefore, money was very important to him. He was not willing to fork out another sum of money to pay for dinner today.

Luo Lang shook his head. He didn't like to be hungry.

"What's your plan?" Qi Long's eyes lit up. 'Hehe, I love to be naughty.' It made him feel accomplished.

"Let's go grab some takeaway from the kitchen." Xie Yi clenched his fist excitedly. This was so interesting. If they didn't want to spend on a meal, they should be more creative with their ways of acquisition.

Luo Lang finally understood what was happening. He looked at Lin Zhong-qing in awe. 'As expected of the head of logisticians, he is so smart.'

Li Yingjie was excited too. He rubbed his hands and said, "Let's go quickly. I'm so hungry."

While they rushed to the kitchen to take away some food, Du Mingyi fell on his chair in anger when Ling Lan walked away without giving him any respect for his position.

The people sitting at the table exchanged glances with each other. They didn't know what to do. The person in charge of the canteen was dumbfounded when the main leads of the dinner today left. 'Should he still serve the food or not?'

Without Li Lanfeng's suppression, Yan Three was able to finally move. He panted heavily a few times before managing to control his anger. "Senior colonel, I'm leaving!" He got subdued by an adjutant. 'Who on earth is Ling Lan?' He needed to calm down to think about this situation carefully.

Just like that, Yan Three left with his mecha team.

The lively canteen turned quiet again. The JMCs acting attendants today retreated into a corner in fear. They had forgotten why they were here in the first place. They only had one thought in mind now. 'When will they be able to go back. This place is too frightening.'

Only Lady Mei's eyes were s.h.i.+ning. Her heart pounded furiously when she saw Han Xuya bringing a bunch of junior officers out of the cafeteria. 250 Ace Mecha Clan… she must go there. She wanted to be like that lady, an independent lady and not an accessory of a man.

Amidst the silence, a commotion arose in the kitchen. Du Mingyi was looking for a way to vent his anger so he instantly shouted, "Dong Jiahong, come out!"

Dong Jiahong, the person in charge of the canteen, ran out of the kitchen with a sad face. "Senior colonel!"

"Why is it so noisy at the back?"

"Senior colonel, the people from 250 Ace Mecha Clan came and took all the food away…" Dong Jiahong wanted to cry. "They said if we don't give it to them, they will hit us."

They didn't say that… When the people from 250 Ace Mecha Clan entered the kitchen, all the cooks got frightened and kneeled on the ground, conceding their all the food without even a single argument. However, to keep himself safe, Dong Jiahong pushed the blame to the other party.