88. Chapter 88 It’s better to send money to search your house

Author: Oh wow

Chapter 88: It’s better to send money to the house

"Tao Yuan, you have been in contact with Xianchang for a long time. Do you know the food that Xianchang gave us?" In a relatively flat valley, while feeding diesel to the tractor, Yuan Fang's former subordinates touched them and took out the yellow card-shaped paper boxes that Zhou Ze gave them and looked at Yuan Fang.

"I don't know either, but since the immortal said that he would eat water when he was hungry, he would definitely be something full."

Yuan Fang was standing on the soft land and stretched his hands and feet, and said with a bad look on his face.

The team member hesitated for a moment and chose to turn it on. He was indeed a little hungry at this time and had all the meals he had eaten in the morning not long ago.

This tractor is really a magical tool. Although it is very small but strong, it is no problem whether it is passing through a stream or a pothole. As the immortal said, this little guy has at least the strength of ten horses, which is really terrible.

The only flaw is that the passengers sitting in the back flew could not bear the anger of the tractor. The team members responsible for driving the tractor were really disgusted with them when they encountered a ravine. They twisted the accelerator, closed their eyes, and rushed over without hesitation.

Unfortunately, they felt like they were motion sickness when they had been with horses all year round.

When Yuan Fang moved his body, which was a little sore, he couldn't help but look at the tractor in front of him with a keen eye.

At this time, he was even more respectful to Zhou Zelai in his heart. Xianchang was really powerful. Although the sound of the artifact roaring a little loudly and the breath he exhaled was a little pungent, it still could not hide its domineeringness!

Who would have thought that drinking diesel could easily drive away such magical artifacts by just drinking mortals?

When Xianchang heard that the light yellow transparent liquid was called diesel, Yuan Fang and others subconsciously determined that it was oil squeezed from firewood everywhere based on the literal meaning.

Yesterday when Zhou Ze brought back diesel, he looked at the light yellow diesel and wanted to dip a little bit of the oil eaten by the tractor and taste the difference between the vegetable oil they usually eat.

When he saw that the light yellow oil was better than the black rapeseed oil, he was about to reach out but Zhou Ze quickly stopped him.

He repeatedly warned him that this diesel is very precious and cannot be eaten by humans.

At that time, Yuan Fang thought it was wrong, and he thought that they were not worthy of eating diesel.

But looking at the oily diesel was really greedy, so at night, he picked up some dry branches from around and rubbed them back and forth with stones in the hope of grinding out the diesel.

But he couldn't help but feel very depressed until he ground several branches into powder, and even the powder disappeared until the end, even if the powder was gone, even if a drop of yellow diesel was ground out.

He had confirmed that the diesel must have been ground out by immortal means, because he would not have ground out diesel by mortal methods at all.

Before he started, he fantasized about giving it to Xianchang after grinding out diesel. Maybe Xianchang would be happy to give him extra points.

Bai was busy for more than an hour, and at the same time he also extinguished his idea of ​​trying to taste diesel.

Fortunately, Zhou Ze was not talking about oil at that time, otherwise he might have seen the funny scene of Yuan Fang grinding each other with two stones when he came the next day.

At this time, Ye Bushe opened the packaging and saw that it was wrapped in a piece of food similar to pastries. When he touched it with his hands, he found it was very tight and couldn't help but say:

"Tao Yuan, what I gave us was pastry. I tried this thing in the capital back then, and it was very sweet!" After saying that, he couldn't wait to take a big bite.

After chewing in his mouth for a few seconds, his eyes lit up instantly.

It is worthy of being used by Xianchang for them to satisfy their hunger. This pastry is so salty, fragrant, sweet and full of flavors, and is a hundred times more delicious than the pastry I ate back then.

Then he put the whole piece of pastry into his mouth and chewed it.

"Didn't the Immortal Chief tell me to take it in water? You're chewing it."

The man smiled, "It's okay, I'm not thirsty yet."

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Fan saw his subordinates frowning, and the movements of chewing in his mouth became larger and larger.

"Tao Yuan."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he sprayed a mouthful of pastry residue that night. Then his face suddenly became rosy, and his hands kept stroking his neck.

Why does the more I chew this pastry when I grow up on it???

Seeing this, Yuan Fang hurriedly took out a bottle of water and unscrewed it and handed it to his subordinates.

The man took it and didn't care about it. He drank a bottle of water in one breath.

He put down the bottle and then gasped.

"What's the matter? Can you choke with a pastry?" Yuan Fang couldn't help but look at his subordinates with contempt, and even the team members watching the fun around him burst into laughter.

"No, Yuan Tou, the pastries given by Xianchang are strange. The more you chew, the more you feel!" the man was trying hard to explain to everyone.

"Hmm? Could this pastry be like that immortal noodles, can it become bigger when it comes to water?"

After hearing his subordinate's explanation, Yuan Fang's mind instantly thought of the instant noodles that he couldn't eat enough every day. The immortal noodles had the characteristic of soaking them in hot water for a while and they made a big joke at the beginning.

When they first exchanged points for instant noodles, they couldn't help but feel the thought when they saw this scene and exerted their subjective initiative.

This immortal noodles can grow bigger just by soaking for a while. If you soak them for a day, wouldn’t it be so big that you can eat them all day with a pack?

Not to mention Zhou Ze's expression when he learned that they wanted to laugh but was forced to endure the noodles for a day, he said that when Yuan Fang heard what his subordinates said and his instructions before parting with the immortal chief, he understood that this pastry was indeed as big as the immortal den, and he could get bigger when he encountered water. No wonder the immortal chief said that they would eat it with water when they wanted them to eat it.

Seeing that his subordinate was holding his stomach in a short period of time, Yuan Fang could only let the team rest for another two quarters of an hour.

According to Ning Di's information, this place is close to the Tartar tribe.

After crossing the two valleys, there is a larger basin, and the Tartar tribe is stationed in the basin.

It just happened to take this opportunity to adjust everyone to the best state and prepare to participate in the next raid.

With the previous successful cases, he completely fell in love with Night Attack. Their special operations team had obvious advantages with the blessing of immortal weapons, and killing Tartars was never as easy as before.

When time passed, everyone set out on the journey again.

They arrived at their destination in less than a day, and they had walked the hundreds of miles in the mountains, which made the operation team hide on a hillside and praise the tractor.

Yuan Fang held a telescope and carefully observed the situation of the Tartar tribe. From his perspective, the layout of this tribe is quite professional.

Even though the young and strong people in the tribe were not around, there were still people watching nearby.

At the same time, several cattle and sheep were distributed on the grass around the tribe.

But the more Yuan Fang looked, the more gloomy Yuan Fang's face became.

In the telescope, he saw Tartar women or male Tartars from left-behind tribes coming in and out of a large tent, and at the same time, he could see that both men and women, the faces of the Tartars were filled with satisfaction.

Coupled with the faint wailing sounds in his ears, he instantly understood that the women who were being plundered were locked in the big tent.

But although the sky is dark now, it is not yet dark. Even if the Tartars are young and strong, they will have enough to drink a pot if they choose to rush in and stay behind.

In order to minimize casualties, Yuan Fang could only forcibly suppress the anger in his heart.

At the same time, he turned his head and wrote down an action plan without expression.

The general plan is the same as before. The Special Operations Team waited until late at night and chose to raid, regardless of the elderly, women and children.

When the dust settles, let Ning Di come out to comfort them.

In addition, Yuan Fang also made a detailed plan with the team members. This time the Tartars were quite large and there were people standing guard at the door, so they could not sneak in like before.

After the action plan was finalized, everyone finally checked their equipment and waited in agony late at night with a faint scream.

Seeing that there were only a few faint flames left in the Tartar camp, Yuan Fang turned on the recorder on his shoulder, took a deep breath and whispered coldly: "It's our turn to go on the field. Remember, killing without leaving any one!"

"Abide by the order!"

"Abide by the order!"

With a night vision instrument, he touched the Tartars near the door. Yuan Fang looked at the two sleepy Tartars at the door and signaled their teammates beside him with his eyes. The two quietly took out their compound bows, pulled out a carbon arrow and pulled the strings, aimed at the Tartars' necks and let go of their hands at the same time.

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

Before the two old Tartars could react, they were pierced by a sword. After falling to the ground, they could only cover their necks and struggle constantly, but could not speak out for warning.

"superior!"

Hearing Yuan Fang's instructions, the operation team drew out Tang Heng's sword and touched it into the tribe.

Not long after, all kinds of muffled groans sounded throughout the Tatar tribe.

These Tartars did not react quickly like the young and strong people before. Even if they were touched by Ye Bukou, they were still sleeping soundly.

Occasionally, I encountered several Tartars who were up at night and were cleanly removed by the team members.

Although there are many Tartars, everyone feels that the task today is much easier than before.

In less than two quarters of an hour, the entire Tartar tribe was slaughtered by the operation team.

While Yuan Fang ordered the rest to finish the fight and plunder the spoils, he stood with Ning Di in front of the tent he found during the day.

At this moment, they could clearly hear various low sobs and faint moans coming from the tent.

Just as they were about to enter, the sound of whips breaking through the air and the crazy laughter of the Tartars came from the quiet tent.

Yuan Fang quickly stopped Ning Di's movements. He held the M9 saber in one hand and lifted the curtain with the flashlight in the other and walked in.

There were torches in the tent as lighting, so when Yuan Fang stepped into the tent, he was discovered by the old Tartar. When he saw that the person coming was not his tribe, he instantly took out a knife inlaid with gems and gold jewelry from his waist and pressed it on the neck of the woman he abused. Although his eyes were filled with shock and fear, he pretended to be calm and scolded:

"Who is it?"

While Yuan Fang slowly approached, he replied in the Tartars: "I am the Jinyiwei of the Ming Dynasty. I guess you are the elder of this Tartar tribe. Your tribe has been killed at this moment. I advise you that it is better to commit suicide now, at least you can keep a whole body."

"Stop it! Move forward one step and I will kill her!"

Hearing Yuan Fang's words, the old Tartar felt dizzy, but he still forced himself to not let himself fall. Seeing Yuan Fang approaching slowly, he left a blood mark on the woman's neck in panic, and blood flowed down the scratches.
To be continued...