Chapter 211: I want to be old and crazy
successfully laid down the devil's stronghold in Laiyang, and seized so many things, but the price paid can be said to be minimal, which greatly boosted the morale of the brothers in the cottage, they were happy, and they were even happier than during the New Year.
Naturally, the materials seized this time were concentrated and then distributed according to the actual situation. As for the dozen or so two devil captives, since they were allowed to come to Black Tiger Mountain,
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Just kidding, I finally brought them to Black Tiger Mountain, so naturally I won't let them go.
After all, how can these guys have a good person, they are all scum, when they come back as a donkey and a horse, pull something back, and they can atone for their sins? Just kidding, it's not false that the bandits are kind to others, but that's only for their own people and their own brothers. For these scumbags, there is no word for mercy in his dictionary at all.
Leave them a small life for the time being, let them follow back, the bandits have their own plans.
Correspondingly, Dong Tianyuan had already seen the plans of the bandits, so he locked up all these two devils and allowed them to be dealt with together.
The sun has risen.
The golden sunlight shrouded the entire Black Tiger Mountain.
Warm.
The atmosphere in the cottage is getting better and better, and it is a joyful atmosphere, those who heard about the fame of the Black Tiger Mountain to fight the little devils, the brothers who came to the house were not disappointed, and the black tiger mountain to fight the little devils was really powerful. And these days, the cottage has won the battle.
In the eyes of these new brothers, compared with other teams that fight little devils, Black Tiger Mountain is simply a paradise-like existence, and eating in other places is a problem, not only is it not good to eat, but it is not enough, but Black Tiger Mountain is different, the food is enough, and it is very good. The dishes cooked by the old man in the room are called incense. And, enough!
Other anti-Japanese teams didn't even have a piece of clothing, but Heihu Mountain was different, people robbed devils and traitors, not only had food, but also gave clothes, and also seized a lot of clothes, which could be worn warmly, and the leather shoes of little devils were worn.
The brothers who are new to the little devils in other places can't even get their guns out, but they are lucky enough to share a gun, which is still the old one that was replaced from the veteran's hands, and the bullets issued can be counted on the fingers of one hand. If you don't have a gun, it's even worse, not to mention the big knife, even the red tassel gun doesn't have an iron head, but Heihushan is different, whether it's a new brother or a brother who came before, no matter whether it's a new brother or a brother who came before, no matter whether it's new or old, each person has a gun, and the bullets are divided into more than ten or twenty rounds per person. There are also extra bullets to practice targeting!
Training is more formal.
Moreover, there are cannons in the cottage, as well as heavy machine guns, machine guns, grenadiers, and the equipment is called a sophisticated.
There are still a lot of leftovers in the warehouse of the cottage, and many brothers didn't pay attention to it when they were cleaning the battlefield. Last night's call to the Yang Devil Stronghold is a good example, the brothers only brought back valuable materials, and a lot of 38 big covers were put in the Yang Devil Stronghold to burn!
The recruits sighed that they had come to the right place, smiling all day long, and the veterans were also happy that they had won the battle. Everyone has a smile on their faces, and it's hard not to have a happy atmosphere in the cottage.
Hu Bandit likes this atmosphere very much, he just thinks that being in this fucking era is hard enough, and if he doesn't have fun in the bitterness and lives happily, it's really boring. Of course, if you don't eat well, then it's even more fucking boring.
Even though he didn't sleep all night, even though he was tired to death, the bandits didn't go to rest, and no one who didn't take care of them couldn't take care of their stomachs. Whoever suffers can't let their stomach suffer. So the bandit went straight to the gang's room, and the old man had long been looking forward to his return. Niuniu Chinese Network
As soon as he came, good things came immediately.
Behind, Wei Yu followed with a cold sigh.
There was a bowl of hot ramen on the table, and the old man knew that the bandits' favorite thing was ramen, so he prepared it early, "Yo, the six masters are also here, wait, the old man will get you a bowl of noodles!" So saying, Wang went with a spoonful.
"What do you want to do?" Seeing that Wei Yuhan was staring at him, and the unhappy emotion on his face had not yet dissipated, Hu Bandit hurriedly protected his noodles and said, "It's okay to grab people, but it's not okay to grab noodles!" ”
"Phew, what about robbing people? Be shameless! Wei Yuhan glanced at the bandits, "Aunt Ben has something to eat!" Who scarce your face! ”
Hu Bandit breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Hey, I thought you were going to snatch my noodles!" "Since it's not, Wei Yuhan is more like he came to eat, rather than looking for something to do, so the bandit is polite, holding chopsticks and pulling noodles straight into his mouth, like a meat swallower. That's not called eating noodles anymore, it can be said to be taking noodles and pouring them into your mouth.
But Wei Yuhan was stunned.
"Tsk, you guy, eating is really violent!" Wei Yuhan pretended to say with disgust, but he raised his eyebrows slightly, and he was a little stunned when he looked at the bandit eating noodles.
"Lao Wang, another bowl!" The bandits not only ate violently, but also ate extremely fast, and all the bowls of noodles with big mouthfuls and big heads were gone.
Over there, the king replied: "It's coming, it's coming, aren't you all ready!" As he spoke, he came over with two bowls of noodles, looking at Wei Yuhan a little wrong today, as a person who has come over, he has rich experience, and the old man who boasted that he was a generation of love saints when he was young was like a mirror in his heart, but he didn't break it. With a smile, he handed the noodles to Hu Bandit and Wei Yuhan, and said, "Come on, come on, you eat slowly, I still have it there, it's enough!" ”
As he spoke, the old man smiled and walked away.
Yes, Xiaohu, this kid doesn't steal yet, the six masters of the family are so obvious, and he is still like a piece of wood. Tsk, it's really not worry-free, yes, this matter, I have to rely on the old man. Alas, am I easy for me, for you kid, I'm heartbroken!
Wang Yilao thought secretly, and decided that Wei Yuhan and Hu Bandit had a play, and there was a little affection between men and women, so the old man made up his mind, how to match, and it was impossible to be old this month!
Thinking like this, the old man took a few more side dishes and walked over, how bad the old man was, he hid a bottle of wine in his pocket, and put it in front of the two, the old man smiled with wrinkles on his face, and said, "Hehe, come on, the weather is good today, you two drink some!" ”
Hu Bandit was stunned, when did this old man be so kind, when he asked him for wine before, but he had to die of slamming the door. What's going on today? Didn't this old man meet the color uprising? Sure enough, no matter what age men are in, they all like eighteen-year-old big silly girls! Except for the little ones. Thinking about it, Hu Bandit took a closer look at Wei Yuhan, and said, this big stupid girl seems to be more beautiful today!
Seeing that the bandits were staring at Wei Yuhan, and the faces of the girls were red, the old man was happy, and said with a smile: "You eat slowly, call me if you have something!" With that, he quickly slipped away. Secretly happy in his heart, this old man only thinks that women don't get drunk, men don't have a chance, if the two of them drink too much for a while, and accidentally pierce the layer of window paper, then the merit of his king will be great.
After a long, long time, when he saw the child born to the two, the old man could proudly say to the child, "If it weren't for Lao Tzu's bottle of wine, I'm afraid there would be no you!" The more I thought about it, the happier I became, and the old man Wang hummed a tune in his mouth.
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