"Go back to Third Master, it's a bit! I don't know the people in the 357th Regiment, and I'm afraid they won't trust me." Xiucai did not hide anything and told his current state of mind.
"It's okay, just focus on the transaction." Xu San said.
The scholar licked his lips, gritted his teeth, and said, "Third Master, can you give me a gun? This will make me feel more at ease."
Xu San handed Xiucai a pistol, the one seized from Yang Biao.
Thinking of Yang Biao's tragic situation, the scholar couldn't help but feel a sense of resentment towards this gun.
Xu San looked at his otherwise expression and sneered, "Don't want it?"
"I want it, I want it. The third master gave it to me, how could I not want it?" Xiucai said and quickly put away the gun.
Just kidding, a gun is better than no gun.
There are more than 300 people in Heifeng Village, and they only have more than 100 guns, not to mention twenty short guns. It is simply impossible for me to get guns from Heifeng Village when I go back this time.
Li Si and Lian Wushang had also changed their clothes at this time, and they put their original military uniforms into packages and threw them into the basket of the car.
"Sir, the change of clothes is complete, please give instructions!" Lian Wushang feigned a military salute to Xu San.
"Well, take a break. Take a look at this first, and then I will assign the task in detail." Xu San said, taking out two pages of paper and handing them to two people respectively.
The two of them took it and looked at it. The identity information of the two of them was written on it.
After a while, Li Si put away the paper and said, "I've finished reading the report."
Xu San said "hmm" and turned to look at Lian Wushang.
Lian Wushang glanced at Li Si from the corner of his eyes and muttered in a low voice, "Look what you are doing so quickly, it seems like you are so smart."
After another three minutes, I finished practicing and finished reading the report.
After taking back the two pieces of paper, Xu San asked, "Have you written down all your identities?"
"Write it down!" they replied.
"Okay, now I'll start assigning tasks."
Then, Xu San began to explain his plan.
After finishing speaking, Xu San looked at his watch, "Li Si, let me go to a spot first and make some arrangements. Lian Wushang, you take Xiucai to trade with the 357th Group at the agreed time and place. This is for trading. Little yellow croaker, take it first." With that, a cloth bag was handed to Lian Wushang.
After Lian Wushang opened it, he counted it, "32 items!"
"Yeah! But...you shouldn't need so much, right, Xiucai."
The scholar raised the corner of his mouth and said, "The arms deal is as much as it is said to be. If you go back on it at the moment, you may get into a fight."
"It's okay, just bargain for the price and leave the rest to me!" Xu San said frankly, still swearing.
"Yes, sir!" Lian Wushang saluted gracefully again, then turned to discuss the lines with Li Si.
Ten minutes later, the four people divided into two teams and set off in the direction of Huaishugou.
Xiucai and Lian Wushang rode on horseback. They didn't hurry. They just strolled slowly at a normal speed. This was done to give Xu San and Li Si time to make arrangements in advance.
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Locust tree slope.
The sun began to set towards the west, but the scorching temperature did not decrease.
Zhang Xuanliang led a squad of Zhongyang Army soldiers to hide in the shade to enjoy the cool weather.
Although the 357th Regiment is not elite, at least its equipment is good, but now this group of soldiers does not look like soldiers at all.
They showed their chests openly, wore their hats crookedly, and even the guns that were considered the lifeblood of soldiers were thrown aside casually.
Zhang Xuanliang, who was taking the lead this time, was similar to them. He was lying under the tree at the moment, covering his eyes with a military cap and taking a nap.
Judging from the slight snoring, he was now in a deep sleep.
"Ah~Boom~Ah~Boom~" Several crows circled overhead and kept shouting, as if to remind this group of puppet soldiers that they had invaded their lair.
Zhang Xuanliang moved his body slightly, turned over and sat up, rubbed his dry eyes, stared at the crows in the sky, and said, "What a damn unlucky thing. I just woke up and saw a group of old birds! Song Mingyuan, give it to me." Shoot down those annoying rotten birds for me."
"Yes!" replied a Zhong Yangjun.
"Bang~"
"Bang~"
After two shots, a crow fell from the sky and fell to the ground, dead.
The other crows also fled in all directions at the sound of the gunshot.
It finally became quiet. Zhang Xuanliang stretched and shouted, "Song Mingyuan, your fucking shooting skills are not good. It only took two shots to hit a bird!"
Song Mingyuan looked at the crow flying away and said with regret, "If you shoot against the light, you still shoot into the sky. You can't open your eyes. Besides, the rifling of the gun in my hand is no longer good."
Zhang Xuanliang clicked his tongue, "Okay, don't make excuses! If the gun is not good, you won't change it. You can choose the guns over there. Anyway, the mallets in Heifeng Village are not good or bad."
Song Mingyuan frowned, "Platoon leader, what kind of good gun can I sell to Heifeng Village? It might not be as good as the one I have."
"Did you read it? You just said it's not good, maybe there is something good? I'm telling you Song, this is giving you a chance, don't know what's good and what's bad."
Seeing Zhang Xuanliang and Song Mingyuan who were so angry that they were getting out of bed, they quickly said, "Is it okay for me to pick now?" After saying that, he walked under the tree and started picking next to a pile of Hanyang-made products piled randomly.
After choosing for a while, he really picked out a good gun. Looking at this almost brand-new Hanyang-made gun, Song Mingyuan said, "Platoon leader, there is really a good gun. Damn it, I don't even know about this gun." He’s an unlucky guy, he’s hardly ever driven this!”
"Hmph!" Zhang Xuanliang snorted coldly, "Even if you picked it up, now you have a good gun. When I ask you to shoot in the future, if you can't shoot, don't make any fucking excuses, just say you can't do it!"
After unloading his gun, Song Mingyuan said, "No, with this gun, I promise to hit wherever you say, platoon leader!"
While talking, Song Mingyuan put on a new Hanyang-made one for himself.
Zhang Xuanliang raised his head and shouted, "Huanzi, have you seen the group of sticks in Heifeng Village?"
The leaves above my head rustled, and a moment later a voice came from the dense leaves, "No, not even a human figure!"
"Fuck!" Zhang Xuanliang cursed, tilted his body and continued to take a nap.
After a while, Huanzi's voice came from the leaves again, "Coming!"
Picking up the military cap covering his head, Zhang Xuanliang asked, "How many are here?"
"Both! They came on horseback!" Huanzi replied.
Zhang Xuanliang fanned himself with his military cap, rolled his eyes a few times, and revealed a sneer.
He waved his hand to Song Mingyuan and said in his ear, "Go over there in a moment and lay an ambush. Don't show your head. Watch my gestures."
Song Mingyuan smiled, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Platoon leader, are we planning to take advantage of others?"
