"Okay!" Hu Zhenchuan called five people and entered the woods not far away with a flashlight and a gun.
The flashlight is on the cart, and it is considered a necessary tool on the cart.
It didn't take long before Hu Zhenchuan came back with his people and the wood.
Because of the snow, the surface of the wood was a little damp, but this didn't bother everyone.
He took some diesel from the car and poured it on the wood. Wang Yuan took out a pair of oily gloves from the car, lit them, and threw them on the wood pile.
A raging fire burst into flames immediately.
"Come on, let's get everyone involved, get a rack out, and let's roast the whole lamb." Zhang Junping greeted.
Everyone was busy, and soon they had three simple barbecue grills.
Zhang Junping and his men took out three sheep from the car, tied them with wooden sticks, put them on the rack and roasted them.
Zhang Junping took out salt, cumin powder and chili powder from his magical satchel.
Although they were all curious that Zhang Junping actually took these things with him when he went out, they consciously did not ask.
Inquiring into other people's privacy is not a pleasant thing.
Twenty-six people crowded in front of three fires, warming themselves while waiting for the roasted lamb.
Seeing that the mutton started to smell fragrant, Zhang Junping told Hu Zhenchuan: "Old Hu, go to the car and bring down a few jars of wine.
Tonight, let’s eat and drink freely.”
It's not very far from the border post, only about four or five kilometers, and it's on the border patrol route.
The wild animals around here have learned how to do it a long time ago, and those who haven't learned it have become the food of the border guards.
So you don’t have to worry about wolves or wild animals attacking them at night.
Don’t be afraid if you come. At most, it’s just extra food for everyone.
While eating, drinking and bragging, a group of people had a great time drinking.
After drinking until I got excited, I started taking turns performing the show.
Eventually it evolved into a military song competition.
If we put it in later generations, it would be more appropriate to say it was a red song competition.
Because the military songs of this era were basically red songs.
Early the next morning, although everyone had not slept all day and night, they were all in good spirits.
Not much wine was consumed. Twenty-six people only drank three jars of wine, which averaged a little over a kilogram.
The key is that drinking makes you excited, and with the red song competition, all the drinking energy gets lost, and the rest is just high spirits.
Let's unload the wine and pork, beef and mutton together.
Wang Yuan drove away with others.
"Brother Wang, don't go back in a hurry. Go to Suifenhe and find a guest house to sleep before leaving." Zhang Junping handed Wang Yuan two hundred yuan.
"Brother Zhang, what do you mean by this? Aren't you slapping my brother in the face?" Wang Yuanyuan said angrily as Zhang Junping gave him money.
“Brother Wang, I’m not giving you money. If I really give you money, I can’t even take it out!
I'm asking you to take it and open a room for the brothers to sleep in, and then have a good meal." Zhang Junping explained with a busy smile.
After pushing for a while, Wang Yuan accepted.
Zhang Junping then told Hu Zhenchuan: "Lao Hu, if you work harder, take a few brothers with Brother Wang's car to the city and buy some quilts.
Otherwise, I won’t be able to survive tonight.”
"Leader Zhang, quilts are useless in the wild. Why not buy some wolf skins, roe deer skin mattresses and cloaks, which can keep out moisture and wind."
"Okay! Just do as you say!" Zhang Junping said, taking out three dozen dollars and handing it to Hu Zhenchuan.
"Ah?! Well, Leader Zhang, aren't you afraid that I'll take the money and run away?" Hu Zhenchuan asked hesitantly as Zhang Junping handed him three thousand yuan.
After all, the acquaintance between the two was not very pleasant. Later, Hu Zhenchuan was subdued by Zhang Junping and started running errands with Zhang Junping.
But I had to make every effort to follow Zhang Junping for a few days.
Hu Zhenchuan asked himself, if it were him, he would never trust giving so much money to someone who had been with him for less than a week.
"Haha! Will you take the money and run away?"
"Won't!"
"That's it! There is a saying that a monk can't escape from the temple if he runs away. Where can you, Old Hu, run away?
My wife doesn’t want it anymore? My daughter doesn’t want it anymore?
Believe me, if you take the money and run away, you are the one who will lose the most, not me!" Zhang Junping smiled and patted Hu Zhenchuan on the shoulder.
"Thank you, Leader Zhang, for trusting me. I will go into town to buy some things."
"Go! Remember to buy more steamed buns and pancakes." Zhang Junping waved his hand.
After sending Wang Yuan and Hu Zhenchuan away, Zhang Junping said to one of the young men from the Double-Headed Eagle Tribe: "You, your name is Zhang Mingfu, right?"
"Yes, what are your orders, leader?" a double-headed eagle named Zhang Mingfu asked with a smile.
This Zhang Mingfu was born in China, and he was highly Chineseized.
If it weren't for his different skin color and just hearing and speaking, no one would be able to tell that he was a two-headed eagle.
"You take the others and go into the forest to get more wood and come back.
Lao Hu will come back from shopping soon, so we can build a shack."
"I know, I'll go right away." Zhang Mingfu took the machete and led the people into the forest.
The machete was left behind by Wang Yuan.
Zhang Junping was the only one left at the scene, guarding a lot of things.
With nothing to do, Zhang Junping took a machete and chopped the remaining wood from last night into small sticks, and then used a dagger to cut into small wooden sticks bit by bit.
Zhang Junping did this mainly to kill time, and also to prepare for a barbecue.
Although the roasted whole lamb is enjoyable to eat, the roasted lamb skewers are not as tasty.
Zhang Mingfu and his men had already gone back and forth several times. When they saw Zhang Junping whittling wood, they did not disturb him.
At noon, Zhang Junping roasted two legs of lamb, and everyone ate briefly.
After lunch, Zhang Mingfu continued to lead people to cut firewood, while Zhang Junping continued to cut wood sticks.
By the time Hu Zhenchuan came back with two tricycles, Zhang Junping had already whittled a lot of wooden sticks.
Motorized tricycles have been around since the 1970s, and the earliest motorized tricycles were probably produced in 1957.
"Leader Zhang, I'm back. I bought a total of eleven wolf skin mattresses and eleven roe deer skin cloaks. This is the remaining money!"
"Is there any money left?" Zhang Junping took the money and put it directly into his bag without counting it.
"There are leftovers. Roe deer skin cloaks are cheap.
Well, Leader Zhang and I took matters into our own hands and bought two pots.
In addition, borrow two tents from my fellow villagers." Hu Zhenchuan rubbed his hands and expressed his gratitude to Zhang Junping.
"Okay, Lao Hu! This is a great job! With two tents, the brothers will be much more comfortable.
Hurry up and put up the tent and have a good sleep.
By the way, have you eaten?"
"I've eaten. We came back from eating in the city."
"Okay, then you guys set up the tent and take the time to get some sleep so you can be on duty tonight." Zhang Junping said with a smile.
At this time, Zhang Junping was also sleepy, but he couldn't sleep yet, at least not yet.
To put it more clearly, Zhang Junping did not dare to sleep in front of Hu Zhenchuan.
They say they conquered Hu Zhenchuan, but human nature cannot stand the test.
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The leader update is completed.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Different from other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood that comes from everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
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