No one said anything, just watching Shuoyu take a big white steamed bun and pass it to him. The guy was not polite at all, picked up a bowl and put vegetables in everyone's bowl, eating with gusto. Even Clauber, the most protective guy of food, could not do anything to him, and could only watch as most of the food in his bowl became his bowl.
"I went to the division headquarters and met with Yu Datiexue. I told him that I had given my clothes to the new recruits who were suffering from malaria. I had fifty new uniforms and a thousand of them were half-opened!"
Shuo Yu smiled as he watched their regiment commander come back from the division headquarters begging for food. He was wearing a piece of clothing that he had stolen from somewhere.
Si La Si La's face was full of boasting, with a smug smile on his face and gestures with his hands, just like when Mao Dou threw the dead mouse body in front of him this morning, "Human, eat quickly, this cat beat it for you!" Because Mao Dou knew that Shuo Yu didn't eat much, he specially caught a big one.
Ayi hesitated to speak, looking at the dead dead,
"So, Master Yu really believed it?"
"He doesn't believe it, does he?! He doesn't believe in anything, but when it comes to things like this, he doesn't want others to see that he doesn't believe it."
Ayi nodded, Shuoyu also nodded. Yu Xiaoqing didn't believe anything except the gun in his hand. Before he could say anything else, he started scratching all over his body. He didn't know where he picked up the clothes from, maybe he took them from a beggar, they were all full of bugs. He was so itchy that he had to take them off and soak them in insecticide.
"Messenger, messenger, where are my clothes? Quick, find me some clean clothes!"
"Young Master is not a messenger, he is a messenger officer." Fanla looked at him. He was quite vindictive, but his body was very honest.
"S-Stop talking nonsense, hurry up--!"
"Well, what I'm saying is, why don't you let those freeloaders out there soak in the insecticide? Didn't you say that soaking them would keep all the bugs away?"
Shuo Yu ran behind their leader and looked at his dark back, helping him catch insects. He knew that their leader was lying to them. Ever since he saw Si La Si La, this guy has not said a single word of truth.
In addition to the fifty sets of military uniforms and half a thousand yuan, their regiment commander also brought back a machine gun that Yu Xiaoqing had thrown to them.
"Which country is it from?" Long Wenjian asked curiously. He had never seen it before, so it really was just rubbish, Captain! Shuo Yu was muttering behind him.
"Hey, this is really a gun that's as old as mine. It's an Imperial caliber, right? But where can you find a replacement for the bullets?"
Fanla threw the clothes into Sila's arms and spoke rudely.
"Yu Xiaoqing treated you like a beggar again and sent you away!"
Looking at the expression of death, you can tell that their leader also knows that this thing is basically a piece of junk, so he found Milong again, planning to sell it again. If it were a modern thing, it could be sold to a scrap metal collector for some money, but who would buy a machine gun without bullets these days?
Then these two guys offered everyone in the yard as payment for a day's hard labor to Milong, and successfully persuaded Milong to sell the machine gun without bullets. This means that starting from tomorrow, they don't have to hold a banquet here without counting the number of people.
A quarrel started between Pork Belly, White Bone Demon, Big Monkey, Troublemaker and their regimental commander, because their regimental commander was going to resign tomorrow to do his important work. He said that he might be able to get an anti-tank gun.
Bai Gu Jing didn't know why their regiment wanted to use anti-aircraft guns. There were no Japanese soldiers here, only on the Henglan Mountain position. Again, Yu Xiaoqing had never thought of using this group of people to fight.
Pork Belly stood up and interrupted, saying, "The one that hit the Zenda ox cart was a small cannon.
Shuo Yu raised his hand and wanted to join in. He said that he could also get a cannon, and it could be a slightly better one, but he didn't know how to identify a cannon and didn't know what kind of cannon their group needed. Fan La said, "Shut up, you troublemaker," and hit him back.
He glanced at Fanla, and felt that he was in a bad mood, so he closed his mouth, but still blinked at their leader.
Fanla felt that something had happened. He was always very perceptive. Shuoyu was kindly pulled aside by their regimental commander and brought along another one, Clauber. However, because the two of them really knew nothing about artillery, they discussed for a long time and finally decisively ruled out Clauber's PAK and their commander's outrageous 108mm howitzer. Because their regiment currently only had Clauber who could fire artillery, they had to give him a cannon that he could control alone or with a few people.
So the final decision was to use the 75mm mountain cannon that they had heard most frequently on the Nantianmen. It was right there on the opposite side, which was very convenient.
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