Chapter 40: The Divine Stick

The infantry company commander was furious, brandished his pistol and shot into the sky: "Search, search, all search!" Not a single bush can be spared! ”

No.

No.

No!

All the officers and soldiers searched the entire surrounding grass and bushes several times, but there was still nothing.

The company commander had no choice but to run to General Speiler: "General, someone sent a threatening letter, but we didn't find him!" ”

Lieutenant General Speiler read the letter, and it was exactly the same letter!

He threw the letter away in a fit of rage and stomped it on the ground with his military boots: "Fools, fools, shameless, the elite of the Condor Legion, who was so humiliated by the enemy? Someone, go search! ”

He personally led the personnel to the search.

"General, that enemy threatens to kill you, you must be careful!" The company commander reminded.

General Speile smiled very coldly, he deliberately walked into a wood, alone!

Behind him, though, there were two snipers, as well as two soldiers who were closely following.

He wants to use himself as bait to fish out the enemy.

General Supler was also born in the special forces, during World War I, he was active on the battlefield, he was an excellent scout, he captured the French army many times, assassinated the British army, and was awarded the Iron Cross for his meritorious service!

He keenly scouted his surroundings, and he couldn't believe that, with his senses, he couldn't detect the presence of an enemy.

Hum!

After searching for a while, he swaggered in the woods to rest.

However, for a long, long time, no enemy came.

Helplessly, General Speiler could only return with his personnel: "Damn, it must be the anti-war personnel within the Condor Legion, and it must be a member of the kind of party that has been suppressed!" I'm a lackey of the international column! If I find out, I will definitely kill you! ”

After the exercise, General Speper returned to his headquarters in the castle to rest.

The cook of the country of bullfighting brought a sumptuous meal, a table full of all kinds of meat dishes, which made him appetite.

"Yikes!" The young lady screamed, glared at her fiercely, and ran away.

General Speiler had just slapped her on the buttocks, and now, laughing.

"I'm going to feast on you tonight!" He gestured with a middle finger, picked up a piece of beef with a dining knife, and was still staring at the delicate waist of the cook, writhing the round scenery.

"Thank you!" A man said in a tone that was obviously ruffian, and his knife and fork flicked, and it became lighter.

When he saw him, he saw a soldier dressed in the uniform of the Condor Legion in front of him, opening his mouth to swallow the beef on his knife and fork, and feasting on it.

"Bastard!" General Speile stood up and threw his knife and fork at the soldiers. Straight into his nose.

Nose? Collapsed nose? Yellow-skinned? Small eyes?

"You are?" He was taken aback.

The soldier who grabbed the beef devoured the beef and devoured the beef, and then patted his chest: "I'm a killer, I'm here to kill you, oh, the chef's cooking skills are really good, almost catching up with one-tenth of our Chinese cooking skills, compared to her beautiful buttocks, it's still a little worse, general, right?" ”

"Killer? Could it be that today is still the death threat notice you have sent? When General Shi Peile saw that the knife and fork he threw was actually caught by someone lightly, he immediately understood that this person was not simple.

Although he is very ugly and obscene, two formidable cold rays burst out of his slitted eyes, and there is also a faint murderous aura on his body, which is a unique temperament formed after killing countless people.

The man smiled, pulled the chair to one side, sat down on his own, and without hesitation began to feast and drink, brandy, toast, veal, roast suckling pig......

General Speiler was furious: "Someone, arrest him!" ”

He shouted for a long time, but no soldier came, and finally, the door was pushed open, and the shy-faced cook came in, a little embarrassed: "What's it called?" ”

General Speiler pulled out his pistol.

Zhang Han had already put the knife and fork on the plate, and grabbed it directly with his hands: "It's still the kind of big bones of our motherland that are enjoyable to eat, grab it!" ”

The cook saw Zhang Han and exclaimed.

General Shi Peile's muzzle was already aimed at Zhang Han's forehead, and he sneered: "Fool reincarnated by a starving ghost, you eat, you eat, you eat!" ”

Zhang Han smiled, dropped the roast suckling pig, grabbed the table cloth casually and clicked his hand: "Beautiful cook, please stand over there and don't make a sound, otherwise, I will be angry!" ”

When the cook heard this, she was furious, turned around and left, and shook the door hard, and bang, shut.

Zhang Han smiled strangely, very satisfied: "General, I advise you to hurry up and eat something, and you will have to go on the road in a while." After all, going hungry on the road is really inhumane. ”

"On the road? What do you mean? "General Spieler is really helpless about Zhang Han's German.

Zhang Han grabbed the roast suckling pig and ate it again: "Of course, on the road, on the road, on the road, is death." I said that I would kill you, first, to punish you bastard for interfering in the internal affairs of other countries, and second, I want to use your head as a gift to pick up girls. ”

Shi Peile trembled with anger, laughed fiercely, and twisted the muzzle of the gun on Zhang Han's forehead fiercely: "Death? You're going to let me die? Excuse me, now that I pull the trigger, which of us will die? ”

Zhang Han smiled slightly: "The same thing has been said in the mouths of several of your guards, but you see that now, I am still eating delicious food, and they are all standing up in the corner of the courtyard, what do you think?" ”

General Speile was taken aback, and then he realized that the guards he couldn't call had been killed!

Shocked and angry, he immediately pulled the trigger.

"Kill you bedbug!"

Click.

Click, click!

He saw that no bullets were fired, so he quickly pulled the trigger continuously, and in the end, there was still nothing!

As soon as he heard the voice, he understood that the pistol was out of bullets!

It's impossible, I'm obviously full of bullets!

"General Speile, stop playing, that thing was a little operated on by me, don't say there are no bullets, even if it is full of bullets, you can't shoot it, come, roast suckling pig tastes good, delicate, sweet, charred and tender!" Come and try it? Zhang Han lifted the roast suckling pig.

General Speile was furious, withdrew some of his pistol, and immediately slammed it into Zhang Han's head.

The power of a former special forces master, as fast as lightning!

However, the pistol flew into the air and flung to the wall on the other side, and General Speile stood still as if he had been immobilized, and his hands subconsciously clenched his throat, where a fan of scarlet blood was spewing out.

"Ahem, ahem." He soon coughed violently.

Zhang's cold gaze gradually retracted, and the terrifying murderous aura condensed on his body gradually softened, and he sat back in the chair, grabbed the roast suckling pig and ate it.

The roast suckling pig was stained with the salty blood of the commander of the Condor Legion.

On the knuckle of the middle finger of his right hand, the delicate blade that popped out of a ring also bounced back.

General Speiler soon collapsed to the ground and died.