929. Chapter 927: The Strength of the Grim Reaper
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The other party hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry!" It was ready immediately, and there was something wrong with the stove. ”
Yang Xu secretly scolded this guy for really being good at nonsense, and he just opened his mouth.
Liuzi was secretly refreshed, but there was still a trace of anger on his face, there are 10,000 people in the entire base camp, and no one can know all of them, if you want to fish in troubled waters, it depends on whether you act like it.
"Prepare a pot for us, and we're going to bring the meat back to eat." ”
The other party was holding a big basin in his arms, and he couldn't find a place to put it, and the sixth son was dissatisfied, "You go first, and then look for it when you come back." ”
"Good ......"
When the other party walked away, a few people laughed, only the lesson was shocked into a cold sweat, and the secret road was so dangerous, if it was discovered, it would really be called death, and a few of them faced the 10,000 armed men in the base camp, and it was difficult to run.
Zhang Han looked back, his eyes rolled, and the bad water in his stomach began to boil again.
"Let's go inside."
The subject originally wanted to leave quickly, and it really made him very uneasy to wander around so swaggeringly, but seeing that Zhang Han and the others had passed, they could only follow along.
Inside the kitchen is a larger space, there are about a dozen people working in the kitchen, and to serve 10,000 people, a dozen people have to work for several hours, and the meal times have to be staggered.
The kitchen was busy, someone noticed Zhang Han and a few of them, but they didn't care, the food here was not supplied, those people were hungry and couldn't stand it and might make trouble, this is very common, a guy walked over with a delicate tray in his hand, it looked very special, Zhang Han guessed something in an instant.
glanced at Liuzi, Liuzi was very arrogant and blocked the other party's way,
"Stop, why now?"
The other party scolded in his heart, you sit there and wait, Lao Tzu is too busy to breathe, and what are you complaining about.
I thought so, but because this food was made for a person who no one dared to mess with, even if I borrowed his courage, I didn't dare to say what was in my heart.
"There was a problem with the stove just now, and it was delayed for a little time, so I will send it to General Mo Huh."
A smile appeared on Zhang Han's face, and he quickly cooled down, reached out and lifted the lid of the plate, only to see that there was something similar to curry inside, slimy, or brown, and he didn't know what Mo Hum usually eats.
Liuzi pretended to say, "Is there a problem with the food?" ”
The other party hurriedly shook his head, "No, no ......"
Zhang Han pursed his lips, dipped some sauce with his index finger and sent it to his mouth, smashed it twice, the taste was sweet, the taste was quite good, a bit like ketchup, but there was no such sour taste.
Wipe the sauce on the plate with your fingers, draw a pattern similar to the number 7, close the lid, and wave your hand, meaning you can go.
The fat man outside also came back, took a big basin, put the meat in, Zhang Han and the others walked over, and they didn't say anything polite to you, but instead took a steel fork to get a few ribs in, and then swaggered out of the kitchen.
I walked outside, found a gap that no one noticed, and went back the way I came.
On the tenth floor of the fortress in the center of the base camp, it was still the office, and it was still the white leather sofa, Mo Hum sat on it, staring at the door with a somewhat solemn expression, and he didn't know why, he always felt uneasy, as if something big was about to happen.
Weng Wei stood outside, took a deep breath, looked very nervous, and finally mustered up the courage to knock on the door.
"Dangdangdang......"
"Come in." The voice was very cold, and he couldn't hear any emotions of joy and sorrow, which made Weng Yan chuckle in his heart.
Pushed open the door and slowly walked in, and came to Mo Hu, "General! ”
The expression on Mo Hu's face was very cold, and he stared at Weng Yan tightly, "I said that they must have their heads hung on the city gate this morning, do you take what I said as a fart!" Well? ”
Weng Miao's legs and stomach were trembling, he knew Mo Hu's temper very well, if this guy's head was hot, he could shoot you at any time. Hurriedly explained,
"General! We have sent a patrol of 1,000 people to search the city day and night for more than ten hours, but they seem to have evaporated from the world, and they have not even found a shadow. ”
Weng Yan lowered his head, and he couldn't see the expression on Mo Hu's face, but he could guess that there was definitely no good color.
Mo Mo stood up with a pale face, and walked in front of Weng Mi, there was a silence that made people's hearts beat wildly, Weng Mo was really a little afraid that Mo Hu's neuropathy would shoot him impulsively.
Weng Scorn's Adam's apple moved up and down, his mouth was dry, and a layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.
"General......
Mo Hum suddenly stretched out his hand, which made Weng Shi tremble, Mo Hum patted his head,
"Weng Scorn, how many years have you been following me?"
"Two ...... Two years ......"
Mo Hum turned around, looked at an oil painting on the wall, and said with some emotion, "It's been two years, don't you really know what I'm thinking?" ”
"Yes! General, I'll go back immediately and send more personnel, even if I turn over the old streets, and find those saboteurs! ”
Mo Hum didn't know what he was thinking, so he shook his head slightly, "How is the movement over there?" ”
Weng Mo raised his head, "There is news that they have left the north, but I don't know where they went, and I have heard another news. ”
Mo Hum turned to look at Weng Yan, "What's the news?" ”
Weng Mo organized the language and said cautiously, "In the battle with the 88th Mountain Infantry Regiment, Guchai received help from the northern mercenaries, and there are also ......."
"What else??"
"Rumor has it that the Grim Reaper has appeared, and it was he who personally killed the 88th Mountain Infantry Regiment."
"What!!" The muscles on Mo Hu's face jumped violently, as if his nerves were stimulated by an electric current, and he didn't believe Weng Cong's words.
"You say the Grim Reaper has appeared?"
Weng Scorn nodded, "He used trickery to make the two artillery battalions of the 88th Mountain Infantry Regiment open fire on each other, destroying one of them, and killing three battalions of soldiers with the other, and then led people into the regimental headquarters, and Long Jibai was captured alive after a tough battle." ”
Mo hummed took a deep breath, "How many people are there?" ”
Weng Miao's face was also full of disbelief, "There are less than a thousand people in Gu Chai, and it is said that there are less than ten people on the Grim Reaper's side. ”
Mo Hum felt that the power in his legs suddenly disappeared, as if he was eaten by some monster that could devour people's spiritual power, ten people could destroy a mountain infantry regiment, a little shocked, but this is indeed the strength of the god of death, no matter how big the disparity in strength is, it can always catch you off guard, and finally fall into the trap he laid out and take away your head.
Mo Hum slumped on the sofa, his face became very pale, and what he feared most finally happened.
"General??"
Weng Yan saw that Mo Hum was in a daze, and called tentatively, and Mo Hum came back to his senses,
"So he's probably right next to us."