Chapter Eighty-Four: Canned Horse Manure

Lin Feng asked people to bring the military blankets, boiled some boiling water, and set up a few fires.

"Warm up, which army are you?"

The little eight gagas couldn't bear the power of nature, let alone Lin Feng's magic injuries.

"We are Marine Corps death squads, thank you for the hot water."

"You see that the education that has been received from us is different, and you speak politely. Then you are the most elite and fierce troops among the little devils. ”

Xiao Yaga nodded, his whole face was like a purple eggplant, and his eyebrows were full of frost.

"I'll get them something to eat in a moment. Zhang Dabiao, as the commander of the Biochemical Corps, you will give you a task. ”

was still watching the excitement, but as soon as he heard Lin Feng say this, Zhang Dabiao ran away, knowing too well what this kid was going to do.

"You come back to me, you are disobedient."

"Pull it down, I don't want to touch that and urine anymore, and I don't want to be the commander of your biochemical legion, who do you like."

Lin Feng looked at Zhang Dabiao who was running away, couldn't help but shake his head, and quickly assigned the task to others.

"The bald people around here raise horses and mules, go and get me all the horse manure from the farm!"

Everyone is a little strange, what trick is Lin Feng going to play here? Won't you still shell the little devils?

When the collection was almost complete, Lin Feng asked people to prepare some canned food cans, added some water to seal them, turned them into new cans, and quietly transported them to the fortifications built by the little devils.

The little goagas were probably still in a meeting to discuss the next move, but they didn't expect that Lin Feng had already completed stealing beams and changing pillars during the interval of the shelling.

brought back all the canned food that the little devils eat every day, put the pot on the shelf, and let these devils cook and eat by themselves.

With so many captives, this is a big bargaining weight.

When the little devils discussed a solution, it was more than ten o'clock in the morning, knowing that all their people had surrendered, the angry little devils scolded their mothers one by one.

"Yaga, these bastards!"

Insulting people to insulting people, they had to send a reorganized landing force, and another 2,000 men were sent to strengthen the defenses in the fortifications that had already been built.

Zhang Dabiao smiled.

"These stupid people, they're fucking fooled again!"

Lin Feng didn't want to watch it this time, because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to laugh straight, so he deliberately adjusted the drone to a high multiple to broadcast it live to everyone.

The devils who had been captives also happened to see it, staring at the screen with some novelty.

I only saw the panting little devil who was tired from reinforcing the fortifications, drinking the water from the kettle, and touching the can with his hand.

Lin Feng slapped his thigh.

"This sucks, I forgot to add some ingredients to their water!"

Zhang Dabiao pouted, as if to say that you forgot what I thought of.

"I asked them to mix some horse urine, and the expired beer was fucking poured in them."

Lin Feng felt a little sorry for this wave of devils, it was not easy.

Na Cheng thought that this wave of little devils drank quite hard, thinking that beer was the taste.

When they were almost finished, they opened the can of horse manure again, and the sour smell was disgusting.

The little devil thought that the canned food was spoiled, but there was nothing else to eat, so he could only taste it and see if he could eat it.

But after this mouthful, the excrement fermented in the horse's intestines for a day and night, and the strong smell instantly made the little devil vomit out.

"Yaga, this is horse excrement, there is a problem with all the cans!"

A little devil with glasses, his eyes are really bad, and he fucking hiccups when he heard the commander say this.

"Hiccup..."

But it was this time that all the little devils present vomited, and the bile was about to come out in the end.

The Eighth Route Army covered his stomach with a smile, and the little devil who was captured squatting on the ground was also like watching a movie, laughing endlessly, but he realized that his own people laughed even more!

This wave of devils was considered to have fallen into bad luck, drank the water with ingredients, and ate canned horse manure, and soon couldn't resist all the people falling ill.

Toilets are simply not enough, and diarrhoea is getting worse.

The follow-up forces also went wrong and did not cooperate with the navy tactically. Didn't keep up at all.

The more than 3,000 devils who landed before and after are like outcasts.

Lin Feng saw that the little devil didn't take any measures, so he asked people to bring antidiarrheal medicine overnight.

"If you surrender, I will give you antidiarrheal medicine, otherwise your intestines will be pulled out."

"Yo Si! We surrender, please give us the medicine quickly! ”

Lin Feng asked people to send the medicine down, and waited until these bastards no longer had diarrhea before bringing them back to the camp, otherwise, the toilets in the camp would have to be blocked.

Seeing that there were still 1,500 devils here, these captives were also circled, and the two groups of devils looked at each other.

"Why are you bastards stunned when you look at them? It's all fellows, say hello. ”

The Eighth Route Army, who was in charge of the care, laughed and arranged a territory for the little devils to be honest.

Lin Feng collected the equipment of 3,500 people, but this thing was useless, and the most inferior troops in his own place were useless.

The guerrillas thought it was a burden, so they simply sent it to the people nearby, and attacked them when they met a lone devil.

The Eighth Route Army was also sent to guide these people.

That's more than 3,000 guns, more than 3,000 fighters.

The little devil who is lonely, if he encounters a nest that must not be beaten into a beenet's nest, it will not be better.

The little devil is very honest, but there is no food for them, and those canned foods will be eaten sooner or later, so Zhang Dabiao gave a bad idea.

"Let them go fishing, throw all the old shells into the sea, and let them catch their own fish and cook their own food."

Lin Feng pondered that this was feasible, so he asked people to speed up the preparation and borrow more than a dozen small boats from the fishermen.

"Our rules here don't raise idlers, you organize some people to catch all the fish in the sea in a while, this is your ration."

Seeing Lin Feng's methods, the little devil had already been frightened, and obeyed the orders one by one.

Zhang Dabiao took the captured mortar paoda

A burst of shelling against the sea.

"Okay, look at it when you're fishing, hurry up!"

More than 100 selected Xiao Yaga have rich experience as fishermen, set up small boats, and fished those fish that were killed by shells ashore, which is more than 3,000 catties.

"That's enough for them to eat for a while, and add some cornmeal to their rations."

These little devils are a lot more honest, and they don't have to worry about being killed when they have food, so they are happy. Stay here at Lin Feng.

It's better than dying under the bullets of war and becoming a lonely ghost.

After a long time, the little Baga went out to sea to fish and catch crabs, and the people nearby were also willing to exchange millet for them.

Both sides take what they need, and the little Yaga can occasionally change rations.