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Chapter 61 Guo Xin

I learned the identities of the people eating noodles in the cafeteria at the moment.

Zhang Fugui hurried over.

First of all, we need to express condolences to others. Now the land in the Western Regions is a good place with beautiful scenery, but this may not have been the case during the Tang Dynasty.

This group of old people had been fighting there for decades all their lives. As the successor of socialism, Zhang Fugui had to treat them well.

Secondly, we must also find out what resentment these old people have in their hearts, which Brother Tiandao cannot digest.

After all, modern society is an era of great national unity, an era in which we are among you and you are among me.

What should these old people do if they come up with slogans and ideas to continue fighting against Tibet?

Tubo has been destroyed, so where can Zhang Fugui go to find them?

If you wanted to meet the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, it would be easy to do so. After all, Zhang Fugui believed that no emperor would not regret it before he died.

Zhang Fugui walked towards the cafeteria while thinking wildly.

Before he reached the door, he saw Huang Batian walking out.

It seems that he came here specifically to wait for Zhang Fugui.

"Captain, who are these dozen new people?" Huang Batian asked.

Zhang Fugui didn't know how to answer for a while, so he could only say: "Not an ordinary person."

Huang Batian nodded seriously and agreed: "Well, actually I can see that these dozen people are really extraordinary."

Unexpectedly, Huang Batian could see the extraordinary qualities of these people. Zhang Fugui asked curiously: "How did you see it?"

"This is not easy. Captain, except for the second master, those of us who usually eat noodles only eat two bowls at most. These people just ate at least seven bowls. With this amount of food, can they be ordinary people?"

Huang Batian expressed his unique opinions.

"You are only at this level and level." Zhang Fugui looked helplessly at Huang Batian.

Zhang Fugui was not surprised by the appetite of these people. After all, the second brother usually had a large appetite.

After fighting for the country and the people for his whole life, he should eat more. Zhang Fugui just felt that just eating noodles would be a injustice to these people.

If I have a chance another day, I really have to lead these people in the yard to have a good meal.

At this time, Huang Batian was like a young daughter-in-law who had just passed away. He kept rubbing his hands as if he had something to say.

Seeing his state, Zhang Fugui asked directly: "Tell me, what's the matter with you coming here to wait for me?"

"Captain... look, there are so many new colleagues... how to arrange them? How about... you arrange a new deputy captain?" Huang Batian said with all his strength, stumbling.

These few words were said.

Zhang Fugui instantly understood what Huang Batian meant. After all, the original members of the security team were all his former subordinates, and he was also a solid deputy captain.

But with so many new people here, he didn't dare to give random orders, so he came to Zhang Fugui specifically, intending to abdicate and make way for someone better.

Zhang Fugui patted Huang Ba Swan on the shoulder and said: "Don't worry, the security team is not expanding now. Even if it is expanded in the future, you will still be the deputy captain. These new people... well, they are here with a mission.

Do you understand?"

After thinking about it again and again, Zhang Fugui still couldn't find the right words to describe it, so he had to find an excuse to excuse Huang Batian.

After hearing Zhang Fugui's explanation, Huang Batian nodded excitedly.

I thought to myself: Got it, I understand it so well! I came with a mission, what kind of mission could I have? Isn’t it just to fall out with Zhang Jian?

It seems that they are really the elites that the captain applied to the organization, otherwise they can eat seven or eight bowls of noodles in one meal.

Zhang Fugui didn't know what Huang Batian was thinking. After comforting Huang Batian, Zhang Fugui asked: "Tell the security team that you should be on duty and rest when you should. I, along with these new people,

Let’s talk about something.”

Huang Batian got the answer he wanted and was in a good mood. After hearing the captain's order, he immediately called all the members of the security team over.

He said to Zhang Fugui: "Captain, we are all on duty in the guard room. You just talk about your business, no flies can get in."

Zhang Fugui nodded with great satisfaction, waved to them and asked them to go about their business.

But Huang Batian still wanted to show off in front of Zhang Fugui, so he shouted the slogan: "One, two, one, let's go together~"

The group of people walked side by side towards the guard room.

Zhang Fugui looked at the crooked formation of the security team and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It's still you after all. Everyone's goose steps have their own unique rhythm, and there are five people in total. What's the point of lining up in a row? Do you want to

Are you going to be shot at the execution ground? Shouldn't you line up in a row?

At this moment, with the thought of being disappointed with the quality of his security team, he walked towards the cafeteria.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I raised my foot, I kicked it against the canteen door.

Guan Erye heard the door knock and followed Cao Cao out.

Seeing that it was Zhang Fugui, Cao Cao said with some blame: "There are no outsiders, so why are you knocking on the door? You are knocking loudly."

Zhang Fugui grinned, enduring the pain in his feet, and told the general story of Guo Xin.

After hearing this, Cao Cao couldn't help but nodded, but didn't say anything.

Guan Yu, stroking his beard, sighed: "You are truly a loyal and honest man!"

Zhang Fugui emphasized again: "Second brother, General Guo Xin may be able to chat with you. After all, you two are from the same family."

Hearing Zhang Fugui's words, Mr. Guan stood up a little arrogantly.

"Old Cao, please stop talking for a moment. Your image is not very good. If something happens, my brothers will have to help you collect your body." Zhang Fugui persuaded Cao Cao.

The expression on Cao Cao's face was as uncomfortable as if he had held back a piece of shit, and he protested to Zhang Fugui: "I once fought for the country, and I once pacified the border."

"Why are you arguing with me? If you have any objections, go to Luo Guanzhong."

After Zhang Fugui comforted him, he thought something was wrong and added: "No, it's really not Lao Luo's fault, but I'm not telling you, Lao Cao. You did not do some things properly, so just say that you

····.”

Cao Cao quickly covered Zhang Fugui's mouth and said: "It's all history, why are you talking about this? Let's move on."

After saying that, they followed Zhang Fugui into the cafeteria, fearing that he would say another word.

Fourteen old people were sitting at two tables in the cafeteria. When they saw Zhang Fugui and three others walking in, they all put down their big bowls.

Then he stood up, bowed to Zhang Fugui, and said in unison: "The guard camp of the Protectorate of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty, see Zhang Yishi."

Regardless of the title or the formation, Zhang Fugui was at a loss. He could only smile awkwardly and said: "You're welcome, you're welcome, I'm one of you. When you get here, it's like you're at home. I won't make tea for you old heroes in the evening. Let's continue.

Let’s drink some noodle soup, the original soup will become the original food.”

At this time, the old man with a square face said to everyone: "Sit down and drink soup."

After hearing this, the thirteen people sat down together, picked up their soup bowls and continued to drink soup.
Chapter completed!
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