"I was at the city tower, looking at the mountain scenery, and I heard a commotion outside the city..."

It was already afternoon after bidding farewell to Fang Jingyao, and everyone in the Sichuan Army was on their way back. Seven or eight soldiers used carrying poles to pick up two boxes filled with oceans and gold bars, and were walking strenuously on the bluestone road.

The grandson Meng Fan was looking at the two heavy boxes, feeling indescribably happy in his heart. He couldn't help humming "The Empty City Strategy". He was like an old money addict, never leaving the two boxes for a moment.

He lay down in it too.

I have never seen so much money in my life. Especially the hundreds of shining gold bars, which made people’s eyes almost blind.

"Guanzu, Mr. Fang is really generous. We made him thousands of dollars more for no reason, and he didn't even blink an eye."

Xing Fuquan walked beside Liao Mingyu and sighed sincerely.

"After all, you are from a big family, so it is normal for you to be generous. However, these favors must be repaid."

Liao Mingyu said with a chuckle. He still felt a little guilty. The situation in Nanyang was very bad, and he didn't know how long their self-rescue organization could last.

"The Japanese minions are already out there, and the flames of war are raging throughout Southeast Asia, and the fighting power of those allies is really heartbreaking. How can we... be immune?"

As if talking to himself, Liao Mingyu muttered to himself.

"What does Tuanzuo mean, should we fight to Ma Lai?"

Xing Fuquan asked thoughtfully and uncertainly.

"Hit me, ask the little devil if he agrees? We must first drive those turtles across the river into the Nu River to feed the fish. Then we can talk about where to beat them!"

"Yes, I admire you for your foresight and foresight."

Xing Fuquan lowered his head and agreed. It seems that the group has already made a plan. Alas, what are you thinking about? Those things are not yours to decide. As long as you follow the group, you won't be afraid of the sky falling.

"What is Deputy Long doing now?" Liao Mingyu suddenly asked.

"Oh, Deputy Commander Long said today that he was going to recruit people to join the group." Xing Fuquan quickly replied.

"What? Who do you want to recruit?"

"I'm not very sure. He didn't tell me much. In the morning he just told me to double the meat and grain I purchased today and send them back to the station as soon as they are ready." Xing Fuquan told Liao Mingyu honestly.

What the hell is this guy doing?

Liao Mingyu led a group of people walking towards the station. As soon as they turned a street, they smelled the smell of meat coming from the front.

"It smells so good. Is anyone having dinner?"

"I think Snake Butt is cooking. When I came out in the morning, I saw him chopping meat. Hey, this little guy knows that we made a lot of money today. He must have rewarded us in advance."

The stew should be broth, smell it...hmm, this smell~ I feel hungry after smelling it from so far away. I have been running around all day, and I only took a few bites at noon. Now my stomach is already empty. How can I still bear it?

With this temptation, I couldn't help but speed up my steps.

"Master Long, what's wrong? Your legs are no longer soft now? Haha!" Meng annoyed and teased him.

"You bastard! If you keep taunting me, I'll break your good leg."

…

The sun was still high in the sky. Liao Mingyu raised his hand and looked at the time. It was only after 4 o'clock. It was strange. The Sichuan Army had already made dinner so early?

On the way here, we encountered many ragged soldiers. Many of them did not belong to the Sichuan Army, but were from other troops who followed the crowd to Zenda.

During this period of time, Zenda had gathered quite a few such broken troops, just like Meng Fan and others. The front line was tight, and many troops were defeated. The miscellaneous troops were not taken care of at all. If they dispersed, they would disperse. The soldiers

Like homeless people with no fixed abode, they hang out with each other and wander around.

Just because there is a reception station arranged by the authorities in Zenda, basically all the defeated soldiers poured into the small town of Zenda.

Now this group of defeated soldiers has only one goal, which is to follow the smell of meat in the air and find the source of this smell.

"Where's the stew?"

"I don't know, um, it smells so good!"

"It seems that the Sichuan Army Corpsman is cooking. I heard that there will be meat to eat when we go there."

"It's true, I haven't eaten meat for many years. If you give me some meat, I can join the Sichuan Army."

A group of broken soldiers were discussing among themselves, not for anything else, but for the smell. Even if they didn't have to eat it, it was still worth it.

"Guanzu, look at these grandsons all heading towards our base."

Meng Fanlian looked at the crowd of defeated soldiers and said to Liao Mingyu in confusion.

"Let's go, won't you know when we get back? I probably guessed what Die La Die La is doing."

As soon as everyone reached the outskirts of the station, they found that they could no longer enter.

Good guy! At least there are hundreds of people standing on this originally narrow street. This group of people is so dark that they all seem to be looking forward to something. From time to time, they step on their feet and look in.

At the gate of the compound of the former reception station where the Sichuan Legion was stationed, three large iron pots were placed at this moment, with ribs being stewed in them. The churning broth exuded an alluring aroma.

There are several large steamers stacked high next to them, in which steamed white steamed buns and meat buns are steamed.

Snake Butt and a group of cooking soldiers were very busy. There was a circle of veterans of the Sichuan Army standing on the outside with live ammunition. They blocked the cordon. Otherwise, I am afraid that the defeated soldiers would go up and fight at all costs.

Grab food.

Long Wenwen moved out a table. He took a stick in one hand and an iron basin in the other. He turned over and stood on the table.

"Dang Dang Dang" was knocked several times. He shouted condescendingly at the defeated soldiers:

"Hey, brothers, does the broth in the pot smell good?"

"Um!"

“Smells so good”

"Sir, what does this mean?"

…

The surrounding soldiers were confused and most of them remained silent. But a few responded to him.

"What do you mean? Hehe. I ask you, do you want to eat meat?"

Long Wenwen grinned, imitating their accent, and laughed. It was so strange, like a big bad wolf waiting for its prey to take the bait.

"Yes I do!"

"Sir, will this meal of meat call us to the battlefield?"

"I'm afraid so. They say that only the farewell meal contains meat. If you eat it, you'll have to fight with little Japan."

A group of people looked at each other and couldn't believe that such a good thing would happen to them. They thought this was a farewell meal for them to go to the battlefield.

"What are you fighting for? Who are you fighting for!?"

Long Wenwen suddenly turned up the volume and pointed at Ayi who was sitting at the table next to him and said:

"Have you seen this pretty boy? If you want to eat meat, come and sign up. If you join our Sichuan Army, you will have meat to eat and a gun to be fired. Not only will the gun be fired, but it will also be fired. Why did I just go back to Zenda to fight for my life? Haha.

drop!"

"If you don't want to eat, get out of here! What kind of objects do you think you are? You're even sending us off for a meal. Don't you think the hundred pounds of bullets you have on your body are worth a bullet!? Hurry up, we only need a thousand, that's more.

Don’t want any.”

A few words from Long Wenwen exploded like depth bombs in the crowd watching the excitement. Everyone couldn't believe it, how could one eat meat and make noise without going to the battlefield?

"Really, can you really eat meat without going to war?"

"Don't worry, those who eat meat these days don't have to be shot first. Can they tolerate such good intentions?"

"Climb, crawl, don't stop me, you can go and eat the gun. I want to eat meat. Immortal Banbandidi, let's talk about it after eating."

"That's right, just like you and me, if we are reorganized by the superiors in the future, why should we go to war? It is better to have a full meal now than to have nothing."

"Forget it, let's take a look first. I don't think it's that simple."

…

"Wait a minute, I'm coming too. Add me!"

…

The soldiers who were hesitant just now are now rushing to sign up. One by one, they are squeezing their heads for fear of falling behind and not even being able to drink the soup. However, there are still a group of people who stand cautiously and do not move. There are still words in their mouths.

Talking about how there is a problem.

When they saw that the people who signed up in front were all given a bowl of broth and two steamed buns, squatting there and eating happily, they couldn't stand for a moment.

This made the people who were still watching at the back drool with greed. They said they didn’t want it but their bodies were very honest. They couldn’t resist the temptation of the broth and lined up to sign up.

The defeated troops who signed up were like a prairie fire, out of control. Long Wenwen quickly called on the veterans of the Sichuan Army to maintain order in the ranks.

"Slow down, slow down!"

"Everyone line up for me, no crowding! Don't even think about eating a bite of meat if you don't obey orders!"

"Who is that? I just saw you receiving the buns, and you still want to fish in troubled waters?!"

…

Looking from afar at Long Wenwen, who had recruited these defeated troops in just a few words, Liao Mingyu nodded with satisfaction. The dragon demon is indeed a dragon demon, and he has many clever ideas.
Chapter completed!