"Isn't it just a credit?"

The fat man smiled, he had already learned about the robbery from Jiang Lai, but he didn't expect that the press conference scheduled for the afternoon would be opened in the morning by some people in order to avoid him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Even Chief Fu, the deputy commander of the theater of operations, was branched out and didn't know in advance, so it was enough to take credit so obviously.

"Brother Liu is not in a hurry?!" Senior Commander Feng was a little dumbfounded when he saw him with a calm and calm smile, as if he was more anxious than him.

"The fat man is in a hurry!" The fat man still smiled as usual: "The fat man found out that you have all forgotten one thing!" ”

"Well, what's the matter?" Senior Commander Feng was stunned by his unfathomable smile and asked.

"The fat man and the fat man's team, it is our duty to make little devils, this is our mission, not for the sake of credit or anything!" The fat man said lightly, but Senior Feng felt mockery from his tone.

"The glory that belongs to the fat man and the fat brother can't be snatched away, if anyone doesn't believe in this evil and works against the fat man, then he is the unlucky!" The fat man sneered.

The photographs, the captured little devil saber, including the documents in the headquarters of the little devil in Blind Ridge were all in his hands, and as long as he threw these things to any newspaper, he could easily pull down the people who robbed him of his credit.

Of course, the surname Yan can also think that the reason why he dared to do this was because he underestimated his ability, thinking that in order to defect to the Second War Zone, even if he grabbed the merit, he would swallow his anger, so as to beat him and the "new 73rd Division".

It's a pity, I'm afraid that the surnamed Yan is using the wrong target, how can he let himself suffer, will his team suffer?

If you take advantage of the fat man, then don't blame the fat man for making you vomit twice!

As long as the little devils are still wreaking havoc, there is no need to urge and reward them, they will also round their arms and kill the little devils fiercely.

Division Commander Feng was confused, since the fat man didn't care about his military exploits, why did he say that no one could take away the glory that belonged to the Flying Army?

"Division Commander Feng, you should know the location of the press conference for the Battle of Blind Ridge in the Second World War Zone, right?" The fat man still kept a smile and asked Master Feng.

"Of course I do!" Senior Commander Feng nodded, his heart was sudden, afraid that he would make trouble, and said: "Brother Liu, what Chief Fu and I mean, we don't want my brother to deal with this matter and make any big moves!" ”

"Too much movement?!" The fat man laughed, he was not to blame for this matter, although he didn't care about any bird feathers and military exploits, but the fact of the battle at Blind Ridge must not be erased, otherwise, he would be sorry for the brothers who were killed or wounded.

Senior Commander Feng nodded and continued: "If you bring your brothers to ask for explanations, if you don't get it, you will give some people a big hat for leading soldiers to make trouble, then the gains outweigh the losses, and it will be difficult for Chief Fu to maneuver from it!" ”

"It turns out that Senior Commander Feng is afraid of this!" The fat man sighed, Master Feng was also out of kindness, he smiled: "Fat master, I won't be stupid enough to give people and handles, don't worry, the fat man has already prepared, not to use any force, and there are also means to deal with these Xiaoxiao!" ”

Hearing him say this, Senior Commander Feng relieved himself, this is the son-in-law of the old chief, the old chief is gone, how can he keep him safe, Chief Fu is also this kind of scheming, I am afraid that he will not know if he calculates others.

"Okay, as long as my brother doesn't make trouble, I'll tell you!" Master Feng nodded and told the fat man the location of the press conference.

Don't make trouble, is it possible?

The fat man sneered, waited until he heard the address, and said to the monkey beside him: "Go, let the big boss and Jia Siye bring a brigade of brothers, bring the little devil saber, the information of the headquarters, and wait in front of the camp gate......"

"Uh......" Before the fat man's words were finished, Senior Commander Feng exclaimed: "Brother Liu, didn't you say that you don't use force to make trouble?!" ”

"By the way, tell the big boss and Jia Siye that they are not allowed to bring weapons!" After the fat man finished speaking, he looked at Senior Master Feng and said with a smile: "The fat man has promised Senior Master Feng that he will not use force, you see, the fat man asked the brothers not to even bring guns!" ”

"This ......" Senior Commander Feng was a little embarrassed and hesitated, damn, you fat man doesn't carry a gun, but also a little devil Oriental knife!

With this fat man's audacious temperament, let the soldiers each have a little devil Oriental knife, which can chop a bunch of officers in the World War Zone who are developing into meat puree!

"Don't worry, the fat man will never make trouble, okay!" The fat man patted his chest and said with a smile.

"Really not making trouble?" Master Feng still didn't believe it, and with the fat man's cunning character, it was very likely to fool him, so he added: "Brother Liu can go, but I have to follow you!" ”

"Okay, no problem!" The fat man laughed and said in his heart, this Senior Feng is also worried enough, he has to promise Senior Feng not to make trouble, but Jia Daode and Sai Lao Hu led the brothers to make trouble, so he couldn't control it.

Division Commander Feng knew his crooked eyes, and immediately asked He Yong to gather the soldiers of the special service battalion waiting outside, and go to the scene of the press conference with the soldiers of the fat man's brigade.

The special service battalion of the 308th Division originally had more than 500 soldiers, but this time, in order to prevent the fat man from making trouble, he brought all of them.

However, the fat man led a large group of soldiers to the press conference site to discuss the explanation, there were more than 1,000 soldiers in the flying army station, in order to prevent these flying army soldiers from making trouble after he left, division commander Feng specially brought only one company of soldiers and followed the fat man to the press conference site, and the remaining soldiers of the special service battalion stayed where they were, so as to avoid trouble after the flying army soldiers knew the truth.

Looking at the roadcard that more than 300 people appeared in front of the conference venue, the soldiers of the national government army who were responsible for protecting the venue on the periphery suddenly felt like a great enemy.

The officer on duty at the venue is a major battalion commander, and he is the most capable battalion commander in the regiment directly under the Second World War Zone Defense Command.

The battalion commander of the major saw Division Commander Feng and the fat man in the lead, leading more than 300 people, some of them were loaded with guns and ammunition, and some of them were carrying little devil oriental knives, and these people had a lot of military pockets, which was a bit strange, but the steel helmets were all American goods, and the battalion commander of the major was puzzled.

However, the battalion commander of the major has been ordered from above, and no one without a pass is allowed to enter the press conference, not even the deputy commander of the theater.

"Stop!" The battalion commander of the major waved his hand to stop Division Commander Feng and the fat man who were walking in front, and said to the two of them mechanically: "Military land, idle people are not allowed to enter, leave immediately, do not stay, otherwise they will be killed!" ”

As soon as the battalion commander finished speaking, the soldiers guarding Luka raised their guns one after another as if they had received an order, and the muzzles of their guns were aimed at the fat man and Commander Feng.

Then there was a "click" of the bolt being loaded, as if the fat man took a step further and the soldiers would kill them on the spot...... (To be continued.) )