"I was at the city tower, looking at the mountain scenery, and I heard a commotion outside the city..."
It was already afternoon after bidding farewell to Fang Jingyao, and everyone in the Sichuan Army Corps was on their way back. Seven or eight soldiers used carrying poles to pick up two boxes filled with oceans and gold bars, and were walking strenuously on the bluestone road.
Meng Nuan's grandson looked at the two heavy boxes, feeling indescribably happy, and couldn't help humming "The Empty City Strategy". Like an old money addict, he never left the two boxes for a moment, wishing he could lie in them too.
I have to say that I have never seen so much money in my life. Especially those hundreds of shining gold bars, which made people’s eyes almost blind.
"Guanzu, this Mr. Fang is really generous. We made him thousands of dollars more for no reason, and he didn't even blink an eye."
Xing Fuquan walked beside Liao Mingyu and sighed sincerely.
"After all, you are from a big family, so it is normal for you to be generous. However, these favors must be repaid."
Liao Mingyu said with a chuckle. He still felt a little sorry. The situation in Nanyang was very bad, and he didn't know how long their self-rescue organization could last.
"The Japanese minions are already in full force, and war is raging throughout Southeast Asia. The fighting power of those allies is really heartbreaking. How can we... be immune?"
As if talking to himself, Liao Mingyu muttered to himself.
"Does Tuanzuo mean that we should fight to Ma Lai?"
Xing Fuquan asked thoughtfully and uncertainly.
"Hit me, ask the little devil if he agrees? We must first drive those turtles across the river into the Nu River to feed the fish. Then we'll talk about where to beat them!"
"Yes, I admire you for your foresight and foresight."
Xing Fuquan lowered his head and agreed. It seems that the group has already made a plan. Oh, what are you thinking about? Those things are not something you can decide. As long as you follow the group, you won't be afraid if the sky falls.
"What is Deputy Long doing now?" Liao Mingyu suddenly asked.
"Oh, Deputy Commander Long said today that he was going to recruit people to join the gang." Xing Fuquan quickly replied.
"What? Who do you want to recruit?"
"I'm not very sure. He didn't tell me much. In the morning, he just told me to double the meat and grain I purchased today and send them back to the station as soon as they are ready." Xing Fuquan told Liao Mingyu honestly.
What the hell is this guy doing?
Liao Mingyu led a group of people walking towards the station. As soon as they turned a street, they smelled the smell of meat coming from the front.
"It smells so good. Is anyone having dinner?"
"I think Snake Butt is cooking. When I came out in the morning, I saw him chopping meat. Hey, this little guy knows that we made a lot of money today. He must have rewarded us in advance."
The stew should be broth. Smell it...hmm, this smell makes me hungry after smelling it from so far away. Mysterious Dragon had been running around all day, and he had just dealt with a couple of them randomly at noon. Now his stomach was already empty. He couldn't stand the temptation, so he couldn't help but speed up his steps.
"Master Long, what's the matter? Your legs are not weak now? Haha!" Meng annoyed and teased him.
"You bastard! If you keep taunting me, I'll break your good leg."
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The sun was still high in the sky. Liao Mingyu raised his hand and looked at the time. It was only after 4 o'clock, which was strange. Is the Hayakawa Legion making dinner so early?
On the way here, we encountered many ragged soldiers. Many of them did not belong to the Sichuan Army, but were from other troops who followed the crowd to Zenda.
During this period of time, Zenda had gathered many such defeated troops, just like Meng Fangliao and the others. The front line was tight and many troop establishments were defeated. No one cares about the miscellaneous army at all, and they will disperse when they disperse. The soldiers have no fixed place to live like vagrants. They get together with each other and wander around.
Just because there is a reception station arranged by the above in Zenda, basically all the defeated soldiers poured into the small town of Zenda.
Now this group of defeated soldiers has only one goal, which is to follow the smell of meat in the air and find the source of this smell.
"Where's the stew?"
"I don't know, um, it smells so good!"
"It seems that the Sichuan Army member is cooking. I heard that there will be meat to eat when we go there."
"It's true, I haven't eaten meat for many years. If you give me some meat, I can join the Sichuan Army."
A group of defeated soldiers were discussing among themselves, not for anything else but for the smell. Even if they didn't eat it, it was still worth it.
"Tuanzuo, look at all these grandsons heading towards our base."
Meng Fanglia looked at the surging crowd of defeated soldiers. He said to Liao Mingyu doubtfully.
"Let's go, won't you know when we get back? I probably guessed what Shi La Shi La is doing."
As soon as everyone reached the outskirts of the station, they found that they could no longer enter.
Good guy! At least there were hundreds of people standing on this originally narrow street. This group of people was so dark that they all seemed to be looking forward to something. From time to time, I put my feet up and look inside.
At the entrance of the compound of the former reception station where the Sichuan Army Corps is stationed, three large iron pots were placed at this moment, with ribs being stewed in them, and the churning broth exuded an alluring aroma.
There are several large steamers stacked high next to them, in which steamed white steamed buns and meat buns are steamed.
Snake Butt and a group of cooking soldiers were very busy. On the outside stood a circle of Sichuan Army veterans with guns and ammunition, and they set up a cordon. Otherwise, I'm afraid that the group of defeated soldiers will go up and fight for food at all costs.
Long Wenwen moved out a table. He took a stick in one hand and an iron basin in the other. He turned over and stood on the table.
"Dang Dang Dang" knocked several times. He shouted condescendingly at the defeated soldiers:
"Hey, brothers, does the broth in the pot smell good?"
"Um!"
“Smells so good”
"Sir, what does this mean?"
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The surrounding soldiers were confused and most of them remained silent. But there were a few people who responded to him
"What do you mean? Hehe. I ask you, do you want to eat meat?"
Long Wenwen grinned, imitating their accent, and laughed. It's like a big bad wolf waiting for its prey to take the bait.
"Yes I do!"
"Sir, will this meal of meat call us to the battlefield?"
"I'm afraid so. They say that only the farewell meal contains meat. If you eat it, you'll have to fight with little Japan."
A group of people looked at each other and couldn't believe that such a good thing would happen to them. They thought this was a farewell meal for them to go to the battlefield.
"What are you fighting for? Who are you fighting for!?"
Long Wenzhang suddenly turned up the volume. Pointing to Ayi who was sitting at the table next to him, he said:
"Have you seen this pretty boy? If you want to eat meat, come and sign up. If you join our Sichuan Army, you will have meat to eat and guns. Not only will guns be issued, but wages will also be paid. Why did I just go back to Zenda to fight for my life? Ha, jab, jab drop!"
"If you don't want to eat, get out of here! What do you think you are? You're sending us off for a meal. Don't you think that the hundred and ten kilograms on your body is worth a bullet!? Hurry up, we only need a thousand, that's more. Don’t want any.”
A few words from Long Wenwen exploded in the crowd of spectators like depth bombs. Everyone can't believe it, you can eat meat and make noise without going to the battlefield?
"Really, can you really eat meat without going to war?"
"Don't worry, those who eat meat these days don't have to be shot first. Can they be so kind?"
"Climb, crawl, don't stop me, you can go and eat the gun. I want to eat meat. Immortal Banbandidi, let's talk about it after eating."
"That's right, just like you and me, if we are reorganized later by the superiors, why should we go to war? It's better to have a full meal now than to have nothing."
"Forget it, let's take a look first. I don't think it's that simple."
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"Wait a minute, I'm coming too. Add me!"
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The soldiers who were hesitant just now are now rushing to sign up. They squeezed their scalps one by one for fear of falling behind and not even being able to drink the soup. But there were still a group of people who stood cautiously and did not move. He was still talking about how there was a problem.
When I saw that the people who signed up in front were all given a bowl of broth and two steamed buns, they were squatting there and eating happily. They couldn't stand for a moment.
This time, the people who were still watching behind me were salivating. They said they didn’t want it, but their bodies were very honest. Unable to resist the temptation of the broth, they lined up to sign up.
The defeated troops who signed up were like a prairie fire, out of control. Long Wenwen quickly called on the veterans of the Sichuan Army to maintain order in the team.
"Slow down, slow down!"
"Everyone lines up for me, no crowding! Don't even think about eating a bite of meat if you don't obey orders!"
"Who is that? I just saw you receiving the bun, and you still want to fish in troubled waters?!"
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Looking from afar at Long Wenwen, who had recruited these defeated troops in just a few words, Liao Mingyu nodded with satisfaction. The dragon demon is indeed a dragon demon, and he has many clever ideas.
There are at least six to seven hundred people in this group. If they are all recruited, their reinforced group will be one step closer to full strength!
