That's a gun.
A Lee-Enfield rifle with an optical sight.
Lee-Enfield No.4 (T), the famous British sniper rifle in World War II.
Tang Ji said: "This is the gift that comes with the letter."
Lin Yue glanced at the expressionless Li Bing, took the sniper rifle, first pulled the bolt, then raised the rifle body to test the scope, and nodded with satisfaction.
"The next generation is to be feared, the next generation is to be feared." Tang Ji said: "The letter and things have been delivered, let's go."
Lin Yue said: "Assistant Master Tang, I bought some food when I came back from Dongmen Market. Do you want to have a drink together?"
"I'm on military duty, so it's not appropriate to drink." Tang Ji took two steps forward, looked at the door-god-like Manhan and Nidan in front of him and said, "I asked you to come here to take care of the food and daily life of the brothers, not to be the guards of the cell. What are you doing with a gun on your back, who are you trying to scare?"
The two of them looked confused. He was the one who made them think favorably of these people in the first place, and now he is the one who scolds them. Is there any reason for this?
Tang Ji clasped his hands behind his back and walked out. A Yi walked all the way to the door. He watched the group get on the bus and yelled to Deputy Master Tang, "Take it easy, take it easy." Then he smoothed his unique hair and walked back with a smile on his face. Shelter.
"that whoever……"
He was about to ask someone to share his shoes when he looked up and saw that everyone in the yard was gathered around to observe the British sniper rifle.
The Lee-Enfield rifle was nothing, and the optical sight was a rarity.
Lin Yue threw the gun to Bu La, took the letter and walked to the next step to sit down. He pinched the seal and tore it off, then took out the folded letter paper from inside.
"..."
The letter was written by Colonel Victor... no, it should be written by Brigadier General Victor now. The content was nothing more than what happened after parting ways with Lin Yue, as well as a slightly wordy thank you.
In addition, Victor understood his fighting style and specially bought the latest British sniper rifle and sent it to Zenda with the letter.
"Hey, Brigadier General Victor? Is that the old British rogue?"
Suddenly a strange voice sounded from behind: "The old guy lost the airport and got promoted. These British people are really interesting."
Lin Yue looked back and saw that Meng Fanglia had come out of the back room at some point and was squatting behind him reading the handwriting on the paper.
"Peeping into other people's private messages will make you lose face as a scholar."
"Don't ever slap me with a big hat. I can't afford it. The young master is just a straggler waiting to die."
Lin Yue glanced at him, put the letter away and put it in his pocket.
Now that everything is ready and the east wind has arrived, all that is left is to wait for the opportunity to come.
Yaoma leaned over and said, "Excuse me, is it written on the letter? I'm sorry, I bothered the deputy division commander to go there in person. It's very foreign."
Meng Fanglia looked forward. The people who were playing with the British sniper rifles all moved closer. The whole courtyard was filled with the smell of gossip. Even the lovesick Milong moved a little further here intentionally or unintentionally.
"Remember the old British rogue at the airport in northern Myanmar? He is now a commodore of the British Empire Air Force. Look at what he does, how gentlemanly and polite he is. To express his gratitude, I specially sent a letter. I know that our man likes cats. We shot black guns in the corner and sent someone to get a new sniper rifle from China and send it to Zenda along with the letter."
After finishing speaking, he paused and said: "Comradore, he is still a British Air Force Brigadier. Not to mention that Tang Ji can't be offended, even the big guys in the military department have to be careful. We still have to count on their aircraft, tanks and cannons to return the favor." Isn’t there medical support?”
Milong stood up, leaned against the pillar and said, "That old British gangster is really unjust. We obviously went to the temple together to save people, why did we only thank him?"
Meng Fan glanced at him and said, "I didn't mention the temple at all in the letter. It seems to be because of some route... the Hump Route, yes, that's the name."
Hump route, what is that?
The people in the yard looked at each other, not knowing what these four words meant.
Meng Fanlian wanted to squeeze the parties involved to explain to everyone, but found that Lin Yue was already drinking with Veterinary Hao, and Bigfoot, Bean Cake, Manhan, and Nidaner followed the eight meals of dog meat, earning a piece of pig head meat and a few peanuts from time to time. Eat rice.
Mi Long winked and said, "Look at their potential."
When she was done, she saw Li Wula moving towards the west wing bit by bit: "What are you going to do?"
"Oh, the water is boiling. I'll ask Camp Commander Lin if he wants hot water."
"Look at your arrogant look, how can you not be embarrassed every day?"
…
A few days later, Meng Fanjie stole the last two cans of beef given by the teacher, and when he came back, he was carrying a half-kilogram piece of bacon.
Everyone thought that there would be some meat in the lunch, but who knew that this guy threw the meat on the table in front of Lin Yue's bed, went back to his room and stopped talking.
Ever since they found out that the canned beef was gone, everyone knew what he was doing, but they didn't know why this matter was related to Lin Yue. It seemed that the young master of Peiping had not found Huan, but instead made him unhappy.
After lunch, Bu La asked him in a roundabout way what he was doing out in the morning. Meng was annoyed and Quan didn't hear him, until even A Yi made a few sarcastic remarks. The guy started to fight back like a mad dog, until He choked all his friends under the dining tent before stopping.
Of course, except Lin Yue.
It's not that he didn't want to choke, he not only wanted to choke, but also wanted to scold him, but the little shame he had left as a scholar made him shameless to do so.
Mi Long went to Lin Yue's bowl and put two slices of bacon into his own clay pot. He walked back to the eating place and said without raising his head, "Can't you tell? That bitch gave it to someone else. Then I didn’t think about it at first, I was just anxious.”
Everyone suddenly realized that the Manchu and Nidan sitting at the door were smiling evilly.
Even if it's not spicy, he also imitates Milong, picked up a piece of bacon from Lin Yue's bowl and ran away: "It's just fun to do this. Brothers should also agree on a first-come, first-served basis."
Lin Yue raised his head and glared at him. The naughty Hubei guy went to put some meat in his bowl and turned around to talk to Meng Fannuo. What a bastard.
"Hey, we can't talk like this anymore." Ayi walked to the stove with a bowl, picked up a spoon and scooped some rice into the bowl: "This is a new era, and we must learn to respect women's opinions."
Meng Fangla glared at him fiercely, and Ayi was so frightened that he threw the spoon back into the pot and walked back to his dining table.
Pa~
As soon as he put the chopsticks on the table, Meng Fannie poured the remaining rice in the bowl to Dogrou. As a result, Badun stretched out his front paw and the dog food bowl was in front of him. The key point was that Dogrou didn't react and lay there without moving.
Would you say it's irritating or not?
Meng Fan was too embarrassed to confront Lin Yue, so he turned his face and vented his anger on Mi Long.
"Master Mi, where is your wife?"
"What are you talking about?" Milong has been looking for his wife for almost two months. He can't eat well or sleep well every day, and he feels angry inside. Ayi is a softie who can be pinched by anyone. No, he threw the rice in the bowl to the ground and stood up suddenly.
"My skin is itchy and I need to clean it up, right?"
Meng Fan saw that he was serious and quickly bowed to him.
At this moment, a man broke in from outside and said to the Manchu and Nidan sitting on the bench at the door: "Brother, please give Chrysostom a try. Is there a Sichuan regiment here?"
"No, no, let's go, let's go."
The mud egg was attacking people outside, and the mysterious dragon was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He couldn't care less about cleaning up Meng Fan. He rushed over with a quick stride, grabbed the right hand of the fat man with flowers in his ears, twisted his waist and poked his butt. A powerful over-the-shoulder throw, knocking the visitor to the ground.
ps: Happy New Year everyone.
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