The bedroom door was almost torn down by two women, and the fat man was oblivious to all this.

Because after dinner, he led Song Ming, Monkey, Zhang Liguo, and Dog Bear, and he had already driven a donkey to carry the forged wooden 92 infantry cannon, and flashed.

"Nothing is missing, is there?" The fat man led the team down the mountain and turned back to ask the monkey.

"Uncle, according to your instructions, I brought everything with me, and before leaving, Instructor Zhang checked it and brought the tent for camping!" The monkey led the donkey and came over and said.

Since the fat man asked him and the monkey to prepare guns and ammunition, he brought the equipment of the German mountain division camping, and also brought the imitation wooden 92 infantry gun, Zhang Liguo has always had a question in his heart, what does the fat man want to do?

The fat man nodded "um", Zhang Liguo stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Fat Liu, what are you going to do when you pull us out at night again?" ”

"Hehe, the fat master is going to take you to kill the little devil emperor, do you believe it?" The fat man said.

"Uh, don't talk about pulling down!" Zhang Liguo was dumbfounded, he wanted to kill the little devil emperor, but the problem was that this was not in a dream.

"It's a big night, it's so cold, do you think the fat man has nothing to do, he likes to give up the warm quilt and come out to be cold?" The fat man glanced at Zhang Liguo and said angrily.

"Hehe, Instructor Zhang, our aunt is the most active in making little devils!" The monkey came up and interjected.

"You're really not going to take us to get the little devils again, are you?" Zhang Liguo had excitement in his eyes, last night without a single shot, a team of little devils saw Hades in his sleep, he didn't even kill a little devil last night, don't mention the grievances in his heart.

Hearing the monkey's words, he figured it out, and the fat man would take them to get the little devil when he came out tonight.

"Almost!" The fat man thinks that letting Zhang Liguo see themselves through is too unfun, there is no suspense at all, how will the team be brought in the future?

Passing by the hacker stack at the bottom of the mountain, I really encountered a dark sentry lurking in the night. It seems that Sable Chan has made a substitution here.

"Password!" The dark whistle came out and aimed the gun at the fat man's group.

At night, the surroundings were black and numb, with the reflection of snow. At a distance of more than ten meters, it is clear that it is a figure, but neither side can see who the other party is.

"There's meat in the pause!" Song Ming, who was at the front of the team, replied to the password and said, "Brother Shunzi, right?" I'm your little Brother Song! ”

"Big bowl of wine!" The dark whistle is indeed a straight. After putting away the gun, he hurriedly stepped forward, only then did he see clearly that it was Song Ming, took out his cigarette and sent it, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Brother Song, what's the matter, going down the mountain at night?" ”

"Follow Liu Fatzi down the mountain to do some errands, tonight's dark whistle is your night of work?" Song Ming took the cigarette, lit it on the fire of Junko, and then asked.

"Take turns with the guys in the store. An hour for everyone. After Junko finished speaking, she saw the fat man coming over and hurriedly said hello.

"Monkey, what about the watch seized yesterday, give a piece to the brothers at the inn!" The fat man and the junko exchanged politeness, turned to the monkey who followed behind, and said.

The monkey answered, hurriedly took out a watch, and handed it to Junko, the hacker stack has to put a dark sentry outside during the day and night, I don't know if the time is okay.

Junko took the watch and felt a burst of excitement in her heart. The fat man patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't delay training during the day, these are all life-saving means, you have to practice well." ”

"Uncle, don't worry, the four masters are staring at us every day, and even if you want to be lazy, you can't do it!" Junko scratches the back of the head. It's the first time my uncle has been so polite to him.

The fat man took out a box of cigarettes from the monkey again, handed it to Junko, and said, "Don't talk about tonight's events to anyone, understand?" ”

"The little one understands, the little one doesn't see anything." Junko takes the cigarette. Look, Hadmen, good smoke, so he nodded excitedly,

Jia Daoke told him that the fat man was going to find a few people from these trained brothers in three months, and in the future, he would be able to follow the fat man like a monkey or a bear, saying that what kind of special warfare was there, if he was qualified, he could participate, and he would go back and say that the media had capital!

The last time Junzi went back to the village to see his parents and brothers, the villagers were talking about the "fat guts special warfare" to make the little devils, which was second to none, although Junzi didn't know whether the fat man was "fat gall special warfare", but when he heard the word special warfare, he admired it inexplicably, it must be amazing.

Watching the fat man five people and a donkey disappear into the night, Junzi changed his position to hide, and his eyes were always watching the road, although he was shivering in the night in this weather, but his heart was hot.

In the county seat of Qingzhou, the new headquarters of the Asano United is brightly lit.

With a "snap", the pale-faced Asano slapped a letter on the table, and then got up angrily and left his seat, a heat in his body rolled over and over, and he forcibly suppressed it.

"Your Excellency, Wing Commander, not only did the sixty-two Emperor ** people of the Zhongchuan squad last night all the chalcedony, but just now, the command received reports from the defenders of several strongholds, all of whom were attacked by unknown forces to varying degrees." Adjutant Mishima looked at Asano, who was speechless, and whispered the latest battle report.

"Mark the attacked strongholds on the map!" Asano walked up to the map and said.

Mishima hurriedly walked over, pointed to the little devil defenders marked on the map, and said, "Here...... Over here...... There were a total of seven points, and two grain convoys were attacked, but these attacks were very interesting, as soon as the imperial army came out of the stronghold, these branches of the armed forces immediately withdrew, and when the imperial army returned to the stronghold, these strongholds were attacked again! ”

Adjutant Mishima continued to report: "According to the battle reports of the imperial defenders of these strongholds, these unknown armed forces, without military uniforms, do not look like the nearby Eighth Route Army, but bandits entrenched in Qingzhou! ”

"Nani? What about casualties? Asano was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, from Zhou Xiong's mouth, he knew that there were dozens of bandits entrenched in Qingzhou, with a number of more than two thousand, and the largest of them was Hukou Mountain, where the fat man was entrenched.

"Only one soldier was slightly wounded and lost two truckloads of food." Mishima said hurriedly.

Asano breathed a sigh of relief, what do these bandits want to do? Some strongholds were manned by only a dozen or so people, and if these attacks were ignored, the stronghold would likely be eaten by the bandits.

"I order, tomorrow's plan to attack Hukou Mountain is canceled!" Asano finally made up his mind.

"Nani?" Adjutant Mishima was stunned and asked.

"Mishima-kun, take a look at this letter found in the turret first!" Asano picked up the letter on the table and handed it to Adjutant Mishima. (To be continued.) )