"Chief, don't dare, I really don't dare! I am loyal to our army and to you, the chief, very loyal! Wang Qiang had no resistance to Ran Xiong's eyes, for fear of being questioned and misunderstood, so he hurriedly explained.

"Oh? So are you doing nothing? Frightened and frightened of Wang Qiang, Ran Xiong naturally saw it in his eyes, but jokingly, knocking and knocking still needed.

"Chief, there's really something!" Wang Qiang is in a hurry, if he continues to talk about this, he is afraid that he will be shot!

"Something that would kill people?" Ran Xiong asked playfully.

"Chief Mingjian, it's really going to die! In the direction of Yujiapo in Dajing Mountain, there was a group of bandits, who claimed to be mourning bandits, and also occupied Yujiapo as a bandit den. Just yesterday, their people came to our pig breeding base to ask for a thousand pigs, and they took half of the grain you left behind! Wang Qiang seemed to have been greatly wronged, and he narrated things in a babbling manner.

"There are these people, why didn't you say it earlier?" Ran Xiong was a little angry, this pig farmer also has his own little Jiujiu, and the two heads must not be offended.

"They've got guns, chief! We don't dare to offend, but this time it's too much more than before, and we don't dare to take it personally. "At this time, where do you dare to hide the situation, all Wang Qiang can show is to trust Ran Xiong wholeheartedly.

"Well, how many of them are there?" Of course, Ran Xiong is disgusted with this kind of person who is in the twilight of the Qin Dynasty, but he also understands, who still wants to cause more trouble in the last days?

Wang Qiang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and every time Ran Xiong asked a fluttering question, he didn't dare to come out, for fear that he would say something wrong and touch his head.

"Report chief, according to my previous observation with the dead Boss Zhu sending meat to the mourning bandits, they should have more than 300 people, and they are not locals, listening to the accent, they should have escaped from the side of Shihu, extremely impolite, squinting at people, and scolding at every turn." Wang Qiang recounted what he had seen, "I also saw the howitzers they placed in the yard. ”

"No wonder Boss Zhu is so rigid, it turns out that there is a backstage?" Ran Xiong smiled, and wronged Boss Zhu for having no brains.

"It's not, the chief's eyes are like torches, and Boss Zhu is a bullying dog. Mourning bandits, hey, when I heard that this head is a food delivery product, it is not as good as my pork delivery person! "Extremely exhausted, Wang Qiang's feeling for the Yujiapo funeral bandits seems to have reached the freezing point, but I don't know how much it is true.

But for Wang Qiang, somehow at this moment, just looking at Ran Xiong, he was full of trust, how many groups came? Six regiments!

"Are you sure there are guns, and there are cannons?" Compared with Wang Qiang's relaxed freehand, Ran Xiong is still cautious, can ordinary people have such a strong firepower?

"Well, there are several howitzers! This name, I still heard what Boss Zhu said, it seems to be the equipment of the regular army. ”

"That's really a reinforced battalion configuration." Ran Xiong felt that he couldn't ask anything from Wang Qiang, and said, "The brothers and sisters in the mountain, do you need anything?" ”

"Hey, hey, it's just that the mother-in-law and the children want to order new clothes or something, well, maybe the pig killers want to smoke and smoke......" Wang Qiang was a little embarrassed, look at the chief, if you pout your ass, you will know what kind of fart you want to fart.

"With me, what are you polite about, if there is a demand, you will be paid, you must be paid for your work, you can't chill everyone's hearts, you can't make everyone unmotivated, right?" Ran Xiong patted Wang Qiang on the shoulder.

Then, Ran Xiong said to the guards on the side: "Take General Manager Wang down to eat some good ones, and then a thousand cigarettes, well, clothing or something, let the women's army be responsible for picking it out and getting the grade." ”

"This, this, thank you Chief, thank you Chief." Wang Qiang smiled, and the general manager's face was saved.

Wang Qiang is gone, but trouble is coming, if he doesn't deal with the funeral bandits in the past two days, Wang Qiang will definitely defect.

According to his idea of not being guilty of both, maybe the pig will not survive.

......

"Meeting!" Ran Jun said in a deep voice.

Judging from his seriousness, there is something big about to happen, because the situation of having two meetings a day has not happened yet, especially during the important lunch time with pork, which is simply a big deal, right?

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Ojingshan pig breeding base doesn't seem to belong to us." It's still Ran Jun who is talking about things plainly.

"Jun boy, what do you say? I just made a hundred catties of bacon, and the fresh meat is not willing to taste, so you say that the pigs don't belong to us? "The second uncle was in a hurry, but he promised not to eat meat for a month, so he applied for the benefit of a private 120 catties of pork to make bacon.

According to Wang Qiang, there is a group of self-proclaimed mourning bandits entrenched in Yujiapo, five miles west of Dajing Mountain, with a number of about 300 to 400, the details are unknown. Equipped with heavy artillery, modern machine guns, rifles, etc., suspected regular army personnel. Ran Jun spoke little by little, without omission.

Everyone was silent, fighting zombies was definitely very different than fighting with well-trained military personnel, not to mention the weapons they didn't lack.

Ran Xiong finally broke the silence by speaking: "There are two ways, one is that the well water does not interfere with the river water, and after politely making friends, the two sides do not interact with each other, presumably they will not take the initiative to provoke; The second is to defeat them, snatch their weapons, and also take back the pork. ”

"Which one to choose?"

"What are the odds of choosing to defeat them?" The commander of the fifth regiment, Ran Ziwei, asked, the first way is the backup option, isn't it?

"One, they don't know we exist yet; Second, we know the place where they encamped; Three, I want to beat them tonight. Do you calculate, what are the odds of winning? Ran Xiong's face was not red, his heart was not beating, and what he said was right.

The second uncle stood up, smiled, and said, "As a deputy commander, the odds of winning are naturally 100 percent. ”

"Deputy Commander, uh, the second master said to listen?" Jiagen asked, the second uncle's expression didn't seem to be fake.

"Haha, for a month, your old man eats pork, stir-fried and stewed, at will." Ran Xiong heard it, can the second uncle send Dongfeng for no reason?

"I'll just say you're going to do something, and no one else can." With a smile on his face, the second uncle said, "Don't they want meat, send it over, and send it in the afternoon." ”

"The second uncle is talking about drugged?" The head of the fifth regiment suddenly realized and praised his IQ.

"Get down! Idiot, do you have any medicine? The second uncle was ruthless and full of contempt.

"In this way, let's divide into three gangs, the first gang, the meat delivery is meat, don't we have a few earth dogs, bring them in and kill them; the second group, light a fire up and down the mountain, and let the fish slope burn; The third gang is to block the mountain pass. The second uncle talked eloquently, looking confident.

"By the way, bring a few more barrels of gasoline!"