The headlights pierced the night sky, the jeep walked in front to guide, and the truck followed slowly behind, and it took a whole day to walk at a speed, and you could reach the plain camp before dark.

The carriage was full of reinforcements, no one spoke, and they were all dozing. The mountain road is not very smooth, the carriage is always dangling, and people sit in it as if they are in a cradle, making everyone groggy and want to sleep.

"Dude, where did you say we were going?" Yuanbao, who had been silent, couldn't help but start his chatter again. The carriage was dull and a little scary, Yuan Bao was a little impatient, and he needed someone to talk to him at this time.

"Didn't you say we're going to fight devils?" Ye Qiyuan still remembered what Yuan Bao had said in the camp.

"It's not fake to fight Xiao Dongyang, but I don't know where we're going. Looking at the appearance of those officers, it seems that we and other reinforcements are not all the way? Yuanbao's heart was full of questions. First a young ensign in his 20s, and then two female soldiers with spears on their backs, also female officers with the rank of second lieutenant.

The kind of spear with a small mirror, ingots have never been seen before. But Yuan Bao heard his former squad leader say that as long as he could see something in the small mirror, the spear could hit. The squad leader was originally on the national army, and he was a squad leader in the army where Yuan Bao was located in order to find something to eat. The squad leader has fought a big battle, and the insight is great, and his words, Yuanbao is naturally convinced.

But this kind of female officer with a spear, Yuan Bao is the first time to see it, the female officers I have seen in the past are small leather shoes or riding boots, with a small pistol pinned to their waists, and their thin skin and tender flesh speak softly. It was like the two female officers just now, not to mention the spears on their backs, just by looking at the action of them jumping out of the car just now, you know that their skills are comparable to those of veterans.

"Mom, I don't want to, what's the matter" Yuanbao, who opened his eyes, stared at the canvas on the roof of the car for a while, and simply slept like other reinforcements.

"Get off the car, get off the car for breakfast" A sound of knocking on the carriage woke up the sleeping ingot. The reinforcements jumped out of the car like dumplings, waving their stiff bodies and looking around.

At this time, it was already dark, and the truck was parked in a temporary camp, and the truck that had set off earlier than the ingots was also here, and hundreds of reinforcements were huddled together in a mess waiting for breakfast.

"Assemble in line," the old cannon carried a wooden stick to drive the guys who were still frowning in line. Different from their other reinforcements, they are all huddled into a bunch of hugging their arms to watch the excitement, "Don't care about others, line up immediately" The old artillery looked serious, since Zhao Zhi beat the officers in the artillery position last time, the doglegs began to learn the appearance of American officers, and began to have some of the pride and demeanor of officers.

The old cannon's big stick and the dog's cold face worked, and dozens of reinforcements quickly lined up in three columns, standing not very straight, but the speed could still satisfy the old cannon and the dog.

"Lao Bu, let's get us food," Lao Cannon shouted at a yellow-haired foreigner in a loud voice. That was the director of the temporary camp, the Englishman Bruno, and the old cannon had only known him since he knew him, and he had always called him Lao Bu. "OK, OK" Lao Bu gestured with his hand to OK, this sturdy Chinese officer was very angry with Bruno, and Lao Cannon once gave him a Japanese watch as a souvenir.

"Damn, why do you give them food first, we're here first" A dark and thin second lieutenant stood up, looking at the old cannon with a cold face, with a look of anger in his eyes.

"Look at the reinforcements you brought, do you still have a little bit of a soldier's appearance?" The veteran cannon who has been in battle for a long time will naturally not be frightened by him, but just change the topic in the tone of an officer. When they came out, Zhao Zhi strictly ordered that they were not allowed to quarrel with other troops.

"That's Lao Tzu's soldiers, you don't need to care" The black and thin second lieutenant replied unwillingly, the old cannon was wearing a dirty American-style military shirt, and he looked like a second lieutenant like the dogs, they were all second lieutenants, and they had nothing to fear.

"Keep your eyes open and see clearly," the military jacket handed over by the old cannon wrench was put on his body, and the rank of lieutenant was impressively displayed on the collar. At the valley camp rescue station this time, although Zhao Zhi did not report the results of the directly subordinate company, Ye Tian's battle report mentioned the direct company. So when the headquarters asked Zhao Zhi to report his achievements, the direct company simply reported the remaining doglegs who did not have official ranks.

In addition to Uncle Guo, Goat, and Yuan Qingqing are still captains, old artillery, rich men, machetes, and hairy heads have been promoted to lieutenants, and Gouzi, Wrench, Cao Yan, and Zhao Yan are all second lieutenants, and even the profiteers who are far away in Kunming are also second lieutenants. The current direct company has become a veritable officer company, and with Yan Shijun and a group of non-commissioned officers, there are now less than half of the ordinary soldiers in the direct company, and this number is estimated to have to be reduced.

"It's not that we insist on cutting in line, it's that you have no rules, it's a mess to get a meal, and for no reason let foreigners see the jokes of our expeditionary force" The old cannon became a lieutenant, and his speech also had the taste of an officer, which is also the credit of Zhao Zhi and Edward's many teachings.

"No, you are a lieutenant, Lao Tzu is also a lieutenant, today's meal, Lao Tzu just wants to eat first" A sleepy-eyed lieutenant officer got out of a truck, and his open chest looked disgusting. The person was still 2 meters away from the old cannon, and a smell of wine came to his face, and the old cannon held back his anger, smiled on his face, and stepped back a little to make himself comfortable.

"There are a lot of meals, there are all of them," Bruno saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly stepped forward to play a round game, and after staying with the Chinese for a long time, Bruno also learned to be a little cunning.

"No, I'm going to eat before them," the drunken lieutenant squinted at the old gun, his face full of impatience. The wrench took a few steps forward and whispered a few words to the old cannon, and the old cannon, whose face was pale, relaxed his clenched fist, nodded at Bruno, turned around and walked away.

"Hey, don't go, aren't you going to eat? The voice is good, the lord is happy, there are only a few mouthfuls left for you" The lieutenant saw that the old cannon was soft, and his tone became more and more rampant, patting his chest full of fat, and scolding like a shrew.

"Okay, people don't want to deal with you anymore, so you can stop for a while. It's all an expeditionary force, why be so aggressive" The officer who led the other team couldn't stand it anymore and pulled the drunken lieutenant to the side. When they left, they nodded frequently to the old guns, and their eyes were full of apologies.

"Damn, if it weren't for the time to leave, the chief wouldn't let me cause trouble, Lao Tzu wouldn't have killed this deflated calf thing today" The old cannon was angry, and he straightened up and kicked a thick wooden stick directly.

"Okay, what a suffocation with those things. He eats his, let's eat ours, hurry after eating, don't bother him" The dog handed the old cannon a cigarette and comforted the old cannon. The dog is also pressing the fire in his heart, and his subordinates are too strong to cause trouble anymore, otherwise Zhao Zhi's life should be sad.

"Hey, the chick is here to have a drink with me, don't go" A burst of laughter came. The dog looked back, it was broken, it was Cao Yan and Marijuana who went to come back conveniently, and they were stopped by the drunken lieutenant just now. Cao Yan and Hemp Flower were surrounded by the lieutenant with a few soldiers, pushing and shoving to let them go.

"Get out of the way, let them go" The usually good-natured wrench took the lead this time, rushed over with a few arrows, and grabbed the lieutenant's arm with one hand. The wrench has been dealing with the iron guy for a long time, and his subordinates have a lot of strength, and the face of the lieutenant who was pinched by him has begun to change a little. The fat on his face trembled, and he grinned and cried out in pain.

Seeing that his commander was held in the hands of others, several other soldiers glanced at each other and leaned towards the wrench, but they were kicked down by the old cannon who came later. "Grandma, the bully also opened your eyes wide" The old cannon stepped on a guy's head and pressed hard into the soil.

Yuan Bao and Ye Qiyuan, the supplementary soldiers, saw the old artillery and their methods, and those soldiers were also big shoulders and round waists, but the old cannon just made a few random kicks, and they all fell down. What's more, the recruits agreed that the shorter officer was the worst to get along with.

Seeing that Cao Yan and Marijuana were safe and sound, the wrench let go of the lieutenant, "Pay attention to your identity as an officer, don't lose your commander's face" The old cannon slapped the lieutenant on the shoulder a few times, and led Cao Yan and them to turn around and leave.

"Stop, I'll see which of you dares to move. If you hit someone, you want to leave, no way" With a loud shout and the sound of a pistol being loaded, the lieutenant actually pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the back of the old gun. "Put the gun down, put it down" Bruno saw clearly what happened just now, that is, the lieutenant was looking for trouble, and wanted to take the opportunity to provoke the old gun. As the director of the makeshift camp, Bruno didn't want anyone to get hurt here.

"Do you have the guts to shoot? Have you ever killed someone? Put down the gun, let's treat it as if this didn't happen" Cao Yan, who had not spoken, turned back, her tone was still cold, and the black eyes exposed under the steel helmet still revealed a murderous aura.

"What the are you talking about? The gun is now in Lao Tzu's hands, what Lao Tzu says is what? The murderous aura in Cao Yan's eyes made the lieutenant take a step back, but his head, which was overwhelmed by the strength of the wine, couldn't turn around, "Kneel down for Lao Tzu, call Lord, Lao Tzu will go around you"

"What if we say no?" The dog, who pulled out his sniper rifle from the jeep, asked loudly. I wanted to let this lieutenant go, but the deception was too great, and the dog couldn't bear it anymore. Pulling the bolt of the gun, Cao Yan was already pressing the bullet in the chamber of the gun, and the dog's questioning at this time was to give the lieutenant a step, if he didn't know each other, the dog would shoot.

"Yuan Fei, what are you doing?" The officer who had just come to shoot the drunken lieutenant ran over and wanted to take the gun from the lieutenant's hand. There was a muffled sound of "bang", the two people were entangled, the pistol finally went off, and the wrench that stood up in front of Cao Yan covered his shoulder and snorted, and blood had already flowed out of his fingers. /AUT