Transmigrated into the Cannon Fodder Squad: West Bank Buffet Opens For Business!

Shuoyu, a twice-transmigrated unlucky person, first traveled from modern society to a cultivation world. After cultivating for ten thousand years with great difficulty, he unexpectedly fell into th...

Chapter 62: A rotten life brings rotten stuff~!

Finally, Shuo Yu resigned himself to the fate of carrying Meng Fanle's unable to walk and walked back. He had a good memory and remembered how to get back. When he approached their temporary base, he found that everyone was strolling outside in groups of three or five. Doubing and Yao Ma Bu La were mixed together, and Death Star was strolling around holding onto Klauber's belt. Bearded Cui Yong was talking to Zhao Qian, and Snake Butt and the veterinarian were discussing what had bitten him on the butt...

Everyone was outside, and only Ayi was left in the yard, holding a basketball and staring blankly. Shuoyu put Meng Fanle down and let him walk by himself.

Everyone did this at the same time because Milong was moving his family to their place. Instead of going through the main gate, he wanted to climb over the wall to leave. This was considered a courtesy to Manhan and Nidan who were guarding the door. At the same time, everyone seemed to have lost their direction and became confused.

Maodou suddenly jumped into Shuoyu's arms and started barking towards the distance. Shuoyu looked in the direction of his barking. Kangya also came over and asked, "Does that sound like a car?"

"Are you sure your ears didn't mishear it?"

Kang Ya shook his head, certain he'd heard the sound of a car. Shuo Yu wondered, this wasn't a particularly feng shui-rich place, so how could so many people come in a single day? Zenda was such a small place, and Yu Xiaoqing and Tang Ji had both been there in a single day. Who was next?

Shuoyu looked at the man who got out of the car indifferently. At first, he couldn't see the other person's face clearly because of the driver's obstruction, but in fact, he was more afraid that it was just an illusion. It would be bad if he was happy for nothing. But maybe it wasn't an illusion this time, because Gou Rou was there too. Shuoyu only knew that there was one person who could make him so excited, and that was the guy that more than a hundred of them were thinking about.

He changed into a set of clothes, a set that didn't fit him well, but was very clean. However, he himself was a little inconsistent with such cleanliness. The rank on his shoulder was back, the rank of regimental commander.

When he threw a large bag at Shuoyu, Shuoyu looked at the person so close to him, blinking his eyes, looking up and down in disbelief, repeatedly confirming. A bright and a little too much smile appeared on his face involuntarily. Gourou ran over and licked Shuoyu's sweaty and wet hand affectionately, then placed it on his head, as if to say, "Look, I brought him back, am I awesome?"

Everyone's eyes were on that guy, as if they had all had the same dream before, but none of it was as real as this one. They froze in their places, no one spoke, afraid of disturbing such a real dream.

Mi Long, who was sitting on the wall in the backyard and trying to escape, also saw this scene. He was also stunned. He was still holding his son Lei Baoer in his arms and looked at the man at the door. He didn't even dare to blink, for fear that the man would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Shuoyu watched him approach them, smiling and greeting them, as if he had only disappeared from their group for an afternoon.

"Hello, I'm your leader?"

Long Wenjian put his hand on the waistband of his new military uniform, looking very respectable. He walked past Shuoyu and touched his face in a soothing manner.

"Yes, you are our leader." Shuo Yu answered silently, and followed behind him, holding the big package thrown by their leader.

The entire suit their leader was wearing was extremely ill-fitting. He had a Colt rifle on his belt, not even a holster, and no one knew where it came from. Shuo Yu watched him awkwardly tidying up his clothes and thought about asking a veterinarian to sew them up for him later.

He was still walking forward, passing Fanla, Kangya, Veterinarian, Snake Butt, Bu La, Yao Ma, Bean Cake... and even Milong who was sitting on the wall in a daze. He looked at their faces, surveyed his group, and spoke to Milong who was riding on the wall in a bad mood,

"What are you looking at? You guys from the Northeast, what are you doing? Go up to the long wall, your leader is back!" Lei Baoer in Milong's arms pointed his finger and wanted to go down, but his stinky ass father was already dumbfounded.

Long Wenjian looked like a smug villain, so those who followed him also imitated him and acted like a smug villain. They tightened their belts, which were not even very large to begin with, and walked like crabs, and followed him into their temporary base.

The Man Han and Nidan at the door were taught a lesson by the Bulla group who took advantage of Long Wenjian's title as the group leader. They were slapped on the head several times by the passing bastards as if they were taking advantage of him.

Ayi, who was still feeling sad, raised his head, his face suddenly looked a little bewildered. The basketball in his hand fell to the ground and rolled away. His eyes were full of excitement and disbelief.

"You...I, this..."

"Major idiot, are you imagining yourself in prison?"

"No, I, you..." Ah Yi seemed to have lost the ability to speak for a moment, and could only salute Long Wenjian. After that, he could only smile foolishly.

Shuoyu followed him like all the others, never leaving his side, just like the chicks who had finally found their mother hen. Maodou lay on his shoulder, his small eyes widening as he looked at this guy who looked very similar to Gourou.

Long Wenjian looked around the small courtyard. It was a bit crowded with about a hundred people. It was shabby but clean. The air was filled with the aroma of herbs and wheat. It was not as bad as he had imagined.

"Now, the regimental commander wants to see his barracks!"

Shuo Yu had really reacted now. Standing on his left, he extended his hand to show their leader the barracks. Actually, there weren't many rooms. Rats and bugs had just been removed a few days ago, and there wasn't any strange smell. However, he felt an inexplicable sense of shame, just like when his teacher was checking his homework at school. He didn't dare to look at their leader, wondering if he was satisfied with the place.

But I secretly want to touch him with my fingers to see if it is real?

Before his fingers even touched Long Wenjian, he suddenly turned his head and looked at them and asked, "Where are your weapons?"

Shuo Yu was confused. Were their weapons not thrown to the west bank? It was the guy in front of him who gave the order! So he just said "Huh?" and looked at their leader, not knowing what he was going to do.

Ayi stammered, "Weapons haven't been distributed to us yet."

"Ah, yes, yes, we haven't received the weapons yet." Shuo Yu quickly followed suit. Seeing the captain turned around again, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He really wanted to think of the feeling of his heart suddenly lifting when the head teacher suddenly asked why he had written less than ten times when checking the homework.

Long Wenjian continued to patrol his territory, with Gou Rou following behind him on the other side. Shuo Yu followed him closely on the left, watching him in case he had any more problems.

"A dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, a tortoise is a tortoise, a mouse's son can dig holes, a rotten life brings rotten things, a rotten life brings rotten things, a rotten life brings rotten things~!"