Ms. Qian was a little confused by the old pot head.

She remembered that the staff headquarters had opened up several relatively safe logistics supply lines, why did they deliberately go deep behind enemy lines and go around such a big circle to deliver supper to the soldiers?

And!

How can a special emergency operation force like them have a supper!

Ms. Qian smiled and asked her doubts,

The old pot head touched the back of his head and replied honestly: "What's that...... What about that route? He held back for a while before he affirmed: "The road is too peaceful!

Ms. Qian: "......"

After the old pot head even said this kind of bastard words, he said quickly as if he was liberating himself: "As for supper...... That soldier is working hard! It's good to send some late-night snacks and condolences! It can also boost morale!"

Ms. Qian: "......"

That's why you don't sleep in the middle of the night and go behind enemy lines to deliver supper?

The old pot said seriously with a straight face: "We are all approved by the chief!"

Recalling the chief who was "persuaded" by his old buddies, the old pot head was a little worried...... Was it too heavy for them at the time?

He still can't forget the resentful look in the back of the logistics chief looking at his old guys.

Ms. Qian's mood suddenly improved.

Of course

Their violation of military orders is certain.

So Ms. Qian reprimanded: "What do you do to make other troops look at it the most? You guys, this is unorganized and undisciplined!"

The old pot head panicked!

In the army, what they are most afraid of is this sentence!

There is room for reversal of other crimes, but the crime of "disorganization and lack of discipline" is very serious and taboo in the eyes of the chief.

Ms. Qian laughed when she saw the old pot head like that: "You guys, nonsense!"

Call......

The old pot head breathed a sigh of relief.

Ms. Qian stood beside them: "I will be with you this time, and let me also deliver a meal to the soldiers on the front line." ”

Old pot head: "Huh?"

Ms. Qian, who is the first deterrent of the people facing the wall, actually personally delivered food to the front-line soldiers?

This standard is too high!

The old pot head was a little twisted: "This, it's not suitable, right?"

Ms. Qian said with a smile: "You old heroes can go to the front line collectively to deliver supper to the soldiers, why can't I? Besides, this is a military order!"

The old pot head stiffened when he boarded: "Yes!"

Ms. Qian: "So what are you waiting for? ”

The old pot head picked up the incubator that had just been placed on the ground and carried it, and then walked in front with a gun.

Along the way, Ms. Qian chatted with the old pot head.

From whether to adapt to life in the theater of operations, to whether there are any suggestions for the deployment of the defense line in the theater.

In the end,

The old pot head wondered: "It's just a little strange......"

Ms. Qian: "Huh?"

Lao Guotou: "We have traveled through various war zones in the past few days, and we have found that it is a bit paradoxical, the soldiers seem to be ...... on the battlefield I'm lucky!"

Ms. Qian: "For example?"

Lao Guotou: "For example, two days ago, when we finished delivering lunch, it happened that a wave of aliens suddenly attacked, and we thought that we would come here and carry a gun to support over there......" Speaking of this, Lao Guotou stopped when he found that he was leaking, and only after seeing Ms. Qian's encouraging eyes did he continue: "What's that...... That's right!"

After reorganizing your thoughts,

Lao Guotou continued: "Later, I found out that many of those soldiers seemed to have avoided fatal wounds. The most exaggerated thing is that the alien blade or flying spike pierces the warrior's chest, and there is a centimeter between it and the heart!"

If it's one or two, it's okay.

But there are quite a few of them.

After a battle, there are always many soldiers who are close to death.

The more the old pot head spoke, the more mysterious it became: "Even when we were interspersed with tactics behind enemy lines, we even discovered the enemy in ambush in advance because of several accidents! Do you say that it is evil?"

Ms. Qian pondered......

For the average person, this may be a coincidence.

But in the field of metaphysics and the occult, successive coincidences are necessarily not coincidences.

Could it be that there is a certain great power who secretly invoked luck to protect the Huaxia Legion?

But she can also feel the luck slightly, but she doesn't feel the large-scale change in luck.

Ms. Qian was puzzled,

But just think about it.

I don't know how many secrets are hidden above and below the land of China, and many times many things do not need to be investigated.

The old pot head and their marching speed is very fast, after all, they are all super bodies, compared with ordinary people, they all belong to the level of supermen, and no matter how bad they are, they are the same as the kind of soldiers in the American team in the movie.

So a march of tens of kilometers is a very short distance for them.

After seeing the old pot head and they arrived at the front line,

Many fighters cheered!

The soldiers who were resting in rotation warmly welcomed the old pot head. And the old pot head took out the prepared supper from the backpack behind them.

Ms. Qian deliberately hid behind and observed the situation on the front line.

This defense line is quite strong, and the material and combat readiness and trenches and sand barricades are relatively intact.

As for the sand base, it is made by mixing steel bars with special glue.

Its strength is better than that of reinforced water.

Ms. Qian was on the spot, and suddenly there was a burst of seductive fragrance from the tip of her nose, Ms. Qian looked over in surprise, and then saw the cooking group led by Lao Guotou take out one ingredient after another and portable kitchen utensils from the bag.

There's a pan, there's a boiler, and there's a boiler!

Then Ms. Qian saw the soldiers happily sitting together in a circle, and began to play hot pot or shabu skewers in full swing.

The temperature difference in the desert is already very large, and the night is very cold.

At this time, eating hot pot and singing songs, it is really as moisturizing as you want!

This treatment ......

How can ordinary troops meet it?

This is to make those foreign troops who resist subspace subsidence know that they are estimated to be envious.

Ms. Qian looked at these happily, and her mood became very peaceful.

That's the reason for the desperate effort.

When they were done here, the old pot head and the soldiers who helped them clean up the tableware were blown away, and the soldiers of the cooking regiment packed up all kinds of tableware and went to the front line and asked, "Aren't you lively, what about the aliens?"

Lying with the old pot head was the head of the regiment here, and he was not happy to hear this: "You guys are late, okay! At eight o'clock and ten o'clock, we have all repelled several waves! Those corpses and everything have been kept as materials! The people facing the wall are responsible for keeping them." ”

Even if Li Yao didn't need to remind him, the people facing the wall knew that these alien corpses could be used as materials.

After chatting for a while,

The old pot head patted the head of the regiment on the shoulder and left.

He squatted down with his old fellows, took out a marching map, looked at it, and pointed to an area: "This is one of the supply points, let's go here first, and then go to the front-line fortress fifty kilometers away from here!"

Ms. Qian: "......"

Okay,

Feelings: This is still a "guerrilla cooking group"???