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Chapter 1259 I want you to be a traitor

Liang Sansi was thirsty and hungry.

I felt dizzy and almost collapsed, and finally saw Huilong Town in the distance.

He did not step forward rashly.

I saw the checkpoint from afar that seemed to have no intention of checking, so I walked straight into the town.

The autonomous region seems to have become a paradise.

Liang Sansi, who was determined to eat, finally saw a restaurant.

He walked towards the restaurant.

When he entered the door, he shouted to the guy standing at the door to welcome guests: "Cut two pounds of pork head meat for me quickly, and then ten big steamed buns!"

In the Japanese Public Security Zone, ordinary restaurants cannot sell white flour steamed buns, they can only sell mixed noodles steamed buns.

Only in the jurisdiction of the autonomous army dared to sell white flour steamed buns blatantly.

I chose a table by the window to sit down, grabbed the water poured by the waiter and poured it into my mouth.

Seeing that the waiter poured it for him again, he snatched the teapot and poured it into his mouth.

I didn't start looking around until my throat stopped smoking: "What do you think I'm doing? I'm afraid I won't have money?"

After saying that, he then slapped a piece of ocean on the table.

It is not easy to open a restaurant these days, so the waiter is naturally a good person. After collecting the ocean, he blew the sound before leaving with the teapot.



I didn’t expect to have a chance to eat in a restaurant!

Moreover, when Captain Cheng said he wanted to upload the legendary Eight Bowls, Luo Fugui, a foodie, was already happy.

Bada Bowls are special dishes in the Qing Dynasty, and they are divided into coarse and fine dishes. Not to mention the fine ones, the coarse dishes are: fried green shrimp, stewed chicken shredded chicken, whole stewed egg custard and crab roe, sea cucumber meatballs, ingot meat, clear soup chicken, stewed chicken, roasted carp...

When it is transmitted to various places, it naturally has different characteristics according to local tastes.

Neihuang is located in the Central Plains with outstanding people and beautiful places. The eight major bowls are unique and are called the eight-eight bowls.

Basic sixteen dishes: Eight treasures on the plate and Eight treasures on the bowl.

There are four cold dishes and four hot dishes in the eight treasures of the plate.

The bowl of Bazhen has four hard bowls and four soft bowls.

Unfortunately, there was not enough ingredients in the troubled times, so three cold dishes were prepared: beef slices, braised hoof flowers, and dried tofu.

The same three hot dishes are: sweet and sour carp, fried sea cucumber, and fried fish fillets.

Three hard bowls: sticks, crispy meat, meatballs.

Three soft bowls: tiger skin egg, eight treasure rice, and egg soup.

There is no pre-dish snack in the town, but it is essential to put the wine-drug products: deep-fried peanuts.

The ready-made beef is the first to start, and it takes no effort to cut the braised beef...

The twelve dishes were placed on the table and grasped Luo Fugui's heart.

The mixed fragrance is creeping into the nose...

Luo Fugui's eyes shone, and the bear claws threw the peanuts in front of him into his mouth and creaked. It shone after plate, and his heart was like a cat's claw, and his saliva made his Adam's apple fly up and down...

I kept looking around, but Boss Hu talked with Captain Cheng endlessly...

Luo Fugui could no longer help but reach out to get the roast chicken...

Officer Lin was quick-witted and knocked Luo Fugui with chopsticks: "Oh, pay attention to the image..."

Luo Fugui was out of balance: "Isn't it a shame for so many things to be placed in front of me and not allowed to be eaten?"

The leader and the soldiers ate and lived together without being special. They were in poor health. Director Lin was a little worried and suddenly said, "If you can find a way to let the chief also eat something to supplement nutrition, I will allow you to eat a plate of beef first..."

"The leader eats these? Grandma's unless the big rooster lays duck eggs..." Luo Fugui was angry and the vegetable's mind was circulating for a long time: "If the leader knows how to eat these dishes, my surname is Lin..."

"Let me find a way!"

"He can still accept it when he gets some cigarettes for the leader and brings some bottles of wine back..."

"I'll hand over this task to you now..."

The Yang Crazy Man next to him also couldn't stand the temptation of the food in front of him: "Pack up the vegetables and mash them all, and add them when making porridge!"

Seeing that the Three Character Classic stopped reciting, Director Lin’s eyes lit up: “Good idea!”

Luo Fugui couldn't help it anymore: "Hu...Captain Hu, why don't you finish your meal first before talking about it?"

"Brother, I don't make any arrangements..." Cheng Haibo was a little embarrassed: "It makes sense, everyone hurry up and eat, I'm not hungry."

Cheng Haibo brought Hu Yi to the table and sat down, explaining: "Don't think it's extravagant. Even if we don't eat it, these things will eventually be cheaper for those bandits and soldiers. We can only fight the Japanese better after we have enough. Everyone is right?"

...

After failing to track down the Japanese Takahashi, Li Laoba returned to the receiving point and had no shame to go back to the base with the large army.

Instead, he came to Lingqiu Cave.

at this time.

He held a wooden arrow stained with snake venom in his mouth, and lurked quietly in the weeds.

He had no intention of using a gun.

Captain Qi has already said that no matter it is the Japanese or the puppet army, as long as they pass the ditch in front of them, they will die.

You just need to wait until the group of Japanese pass by here to launch an attack.

Captain Qin lurked on the opposite ridge with a platoon.

After listening to the Japanese in the team's suggestion, the old bandit Qi found some fishing nets, cut them into pieces and let the soldiers hang them on their backs, with dead branches and leaves on them.

More than ten people were lying among the weeds like a large pile of chaotic hays.

A sound of footsteps came, as if every step was stepping on the hearts of the soldiers.

What came was not the Japanese, but a group of puppet troops with disheveled military uniforms.

This group of puppet troops must be the vanguard arranged by Zhang Weimin.

Zhang Weimin sent someone to send news last night that the Japanese instructor ordered him to launch a clearance against the mountains, hoping that the old bandit of Qi could make a step back and wait for the Japanese instructor to see through the situation.

Old Bandit Qi and Captain Qin had no intention of giving Zhang Weimin such a face.

Do you want to be a traitor?

Hehe, I will kill those Japanese and I will not even be a traitor!

So I set up an ambush and prepared to kill the Japanese!

The sound of the puppet army vanguards stepping on the dead leaves made Li Laoba feel a little nervous.

The Japanese instructor who entered the mountain to sweep the storm was very cautious. He was easily ambushed by the Eighth Route Army in the mountains, and directly ordered a platoon of puppet troops to take the lead.

Zhang Weimin, who was following the Japanese, was in a bad mood. The guy named Qi was determined to go to the Eighth Route Army and asked him to pretend to be a security brigade and refused to do it.

And he also made harsh words. No matter who it is, as long as he can pass this ditch, he will die!

He was caught between the two ends and was angry. The instructor of the Japanese asked him to sweep west, eliminate all the rebels, and build up the mountain passage from the mountains to Ling County.

He could not let his brothers starve to death, and the superiors also knew that they were just temporarily tolerant and had no choice but to lead the team to take the offensive.

I greeted the old bandit Qi in advance. If the old bandit Qi doesn't know the truth, don't blame yourself for being ruthless...

Anyway, the superiors and the Eighth Route Army will not deal with each other. If you do it too, you will be destroyed.

Seeing that the vanguard had already left the ditch, my heart breathed a sigh of relief.

The instructor of the Japanese made a bad Chinese order: "Captain Zhang, hurry up and order the large army to follow..."

The first platoon has set up a warning on the ridge.

Zhang Weimin had no choice but to order the troops to keep up.

The ravine was very quiet, and there seemed to be nothing except the sound of footsteps.

After all, I spent two years in the mountains, and when I walked into the middle of the ditch, a chill suddenly appeared in my heart.

Something is wrong!

Too quiet.

Birds in the mountains may fly away, but those summer insects are not afraid of people.

There was not even a roar of insects, and the bushes on both sides of the ravine... It seemed something was wrong!

He raised his hand and suddenly pulled out the pistol at his waist, yelling: "Everyone is lying down..."

This roar is really heartbreaking.

The cotton military uniform cannot stop the nearly three-foot-long wooden iron arrows.

More than ten feather arrows tore their military uniforms, tore their flesh, penetrated their chests, pierced into their lower abdomen, and penetrated their necks...

Just after being stained with the arrow of fresh snake venom, the toxin that can instantly solidify blood came out from the other side of the Japanese neck. The scream was short, and the toxin began to work, and the air exhaled from the chest made the vocal cords hissing...
Chapter completed!
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