The next day, Uncle Li was still sitting by the river and smoking, although it was lunch time, which was the busiest time for the cooking class, but it would not affect the work of the cooking class, because Uncle Li did not do everything himself like other cooking class leaders.

Especially in the past few days, everyone knows that Uncle Li is in a bad mood, and yesterday he beat the unlucky shit Qiang half to death, and when he saw this old Qingwei beating his own people, he didn't know why, even the regiment commander and political commissar present didn't stop it, and he was stunned to see the shit being beaten and crying all over the ground, and no one else dared to speak, so he had to watch it together.

The reason why Dog Shit Qiang was beaten is very simple, as the squad leader of Bao Mier, he actually left Bao Mier and came back alive.

Regardless of whether he led away the ghoul army with the second company, in Uncle Li's eyes, he just left Bao Mi'er and fled.

Two sentries of the first company hid by the side of the path, carefully observing the approaching figures.

"Hey, how can I see that one seems to be Bao Mier?"

"Well, it's like, yes, it must be, wearing such a small military uniform and pigtails, is there a second one in this piece?"

"My mother, is this really a little girl who lacks virtue back? This is this, this is a good thing, right?"

“......”

While the two sentries were still crawling in the grass, hesitating whether to report back to the village first or to stand up to greet them first, a pair of big thief eyes had already come to their heads, staring at the two soldiers lying on the ground.

The two of them hurriedly got up and smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, hehe, it turns out that Comrade Simi is back, it's great, it's great, why didn't the secret whistle in front give me news?" I'll go and report to the head of the regiment now." ”

"Stop, don't report, you two just don't see anything, and go cool. The little girl said such a clueless sentence, and walked over with a heavy heart.

Then there is Aslan, this guy is a second company nemesis, and the town group is also famous, which one can not know, he swept in front of him expressionlessly, treated the two of them as air, and passed without even saying hello. Then it was a burly black man, who had never seen it, and smiled at the two people hypocritically: "Hard work, in the future, we will be a family, come to me if you have something, absolutely nothing to say!" and then passed.

In the end, Niu Jingtao led the three people to the two of them and pointed to Bao Mi'er in front: "She's in a bad mood, don't mind." After finishing speaking, he deliberately shook the brand-new ghost rifle in his hand at the two of them, and also passed.

Behind him were the three of them who didn't squint, but just looked fully armed, which really made them stunned.

The two sentries were full of black lines, staring blankly at the seven figures walking towards Da Lijiawan, feeling the cold wind and goosebumps all over their bodies, what is the situation?

The location of the cooking class is in a compound in the village that sits north and faces south, and there are a few tattered long tables and stools in the courtyard, which is regarded as an open-air canteen, and the area is not large enough, and the lunches of various departments and units are sent out, and the one hundred and ten recruits who are eating in the courtyard are currently eating.

Yoneda was a soldier of the cooking class, and he was walking in the noisy courtyard with a stack of rice bowls in his hands, when he suddenly saw a pair of pigtails sticking out from behind the crack in the gate, and a pair of big thief eyes were scanning the courtyard. There seemed to be a voice outside the gate: "Girl, let's not go to the regiment headquarters to report, what are we looking for a cooking class?"

Yoneda froze suddenly.

Mother, this is not a dream, is it? I unconsciously forgot the rice bowl I was holding in my hand.

Bang la la - smashed all over the ground on the spot.

The sound of the rice bowl shattering made the whole courtyard fall silent for a moment, and everyone followed the sound to look at the stunned Yoneda Gong, and then followed his dull gaze to the gate.

A quirky little girl, dressed in a delicate Qing Guard uniform, a pair of crooked pigtails, a pair of seemingly innocent big eyes, crossed her back and carrying two bulging heavy satchels, a delicate sweat, as if no one was around, she entered the gate in a hurry, so that the recruits in the courtyard did not know why.

Squeak - the door was pushed open half open, and a soldier stepped in steadily, even if the brim of the hat was deliberately lowered, it could not stop the bright and deep eyes, and the unhealthy pale skin exuded a weak aura, but it was this seemingly weak young man who once knocked down the first fierce general of the town's regiment.

It is a habit that Aslan developed in Feitian City to dress neatly and neatly in military uniforms, unlike other Qing Guard soldiers, they all wear leggings, but Aslan does not, he just ties two tactical knee pads of unknown material, and the Qing Guard uniform on the upper body seems to be a little bigger, exposing the metal armor under his neck.

Both doors were pushed open, and this time a big black man, as strong as a bear, carrying a flaming rune machine gun, stared around with a pair of bull's eyes. He wore no hat, but wore a blood-stained volunteer uniform, which obviously did not fit, and was a little tight and short by the strong body, with two large pockets on his back, three obviously heavy satchels and two water bottles on his body, and four bulging bags of dry food hanging behind his belt, if the door was any smaller, it was estimated that he would have to be stuck outside the door.

The last young handsome young man appeared at the door with three people, a pair of long legs made him look thinner, but more energetic, really fully armed, carrying a new and slender ghost rifle on the left and a dilapidated Qingwei on the right, full of bullet boxes as full as his spirit.

As for the Xu family brothers and Xu Ming, they are much more low-key, but the equipment on their bodies is too eye-catching, and this group of guys can only be described as armed to the teeth.

The recruits who were eating all over the yard looked stupid, they were recruited from around here, and they didn't know which department this group of 'elites' was.

Could it be the legendary regimental headquarters guard platoon?

On the other side, Shi Jin, who had entered three different worlds in a row, appeared on a big mountain exhausted, he stood quietly on the hillside, took out a wine jug and poured himself a sip.

Dragon Island's army is getting closer and closer to Flying Sky City, and time is getting more and more urgent, he must find Lord Duke as soon as possible, as long as Lord Duke is brought back to Sky City, the morale of the Flying Army will definitely rise, and he will really have the qualifications to fight against the Dragon Clan.

Time is running out, and this time Lord Liu Bowen has repeatedly ordered that if he doesn't find the Duke, he doesn't have to go back.

Shi Jin's strange outfit was soon discovered by a small group of patrolling volunteers passing by and surrounded him.

"Boy, where are you from? Say, are you a Qing Guard, or a Qing Dao Army?"

Shi Jin, who originally didn't plan to deal with this group of guys, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and a fierce light erupted in the tiger's eyes.

"Qing Guards?"

Shi Jin turned his head and asked with a nervous face.

This was the only news that the Ancient Tree had brought them, this world was called the Yanhuang World, and Aslan was now in the midst of an army called the Qing Guard.