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Chapter 240 Cong Liang's Bandit (1)

The village chief had not been out for long when he heard noisy footsteps outside. It seemed that there were a lot of people coming. Please use the pinyin domain name of this website to visit our Lingdian Reading.

Zheng Xiao winked at the special forces team members. The team members understood. On the surface, they were still laughing, drinking, and eating meat, but secretly they put all their weapons where they could easily draw their guns and shoot them at any time.

Although they were soldiers from the national army, who knows what these people were like. In the warlord army at that time, soldiers were bandits and bandits were soldiers. In some cases, soldiers were even more despicable than bandits.

Following the sound of footsteps, the village chief walked in accompanied by an officer, followed by a dozen soldiers, all wearing the same earth-blue military uniforms.

Zheng Xiao took a quick look and found that they were the uniforms of the Northeast Army, and felt a little more at ease.

The person who came was a short, fat man, only 1.6 meters tall, with a few sparse hairs on his big head. One eye was blind, covered by a black eyepatch, but the remaining single eye was shining with a sharp light.

At first glance, Zheng Xiao could tell that he had a strong sense of gangsterism, and that kind of unruly aura could not be concealed.

The soldiers following behind also wore their hats on one side, opened their collars, and exposed their chests that had not bathed for an unknown amount of time. They looked like soldiers.

When Zheng Xiao was sizing up the other party, the other party was also sizing up Zheng Xiao, because they were so eye-catching that they couldn't avoid people's attention.

This group of people were tall and strong, with dark faces and piercing eyes. Although they were all dressed in homespun trousers and jackets, they were filled with a unique aura that gave the short fat man a hint of danger.

Moreover, I could sense a strong military atmosphere from these people, and every move they made showed their skillful training. If it wasn't my own illusion, they should be regular troops who have been trained.

What Humpty Dumpty is most proud of is his keen insight and almost beastly intuition. It is these two specialties that allow him to survive in dangerous situations time and time again, and he is able to survive until now.

It seemed that it was better not to provoke these people. The short fat man secretly made up his mind, walked towards the fire with a smile, and walked directly towards Zheng Xiao.

The village chief was a little strange. He didn't know why this man was so familiar to him and walked directly towards these guests who had just arrived in the village this evening. Could it be that they had known each other before?

Zheng Xiao sat next to the fire and was slightly startled. He didn't expect this man to actually come over. But he immediately regained his composure, smiled and nodded to the visitor, and then waved to Yi Yi. Since we could meet here, it was fate.

We are all brothers in the world, please sit down.

The short fat man laughed and sat down. As a result, he raised his head and drank the bowl of wine that Zheng Xiao handed him. Then he clicked his lips and raised his thumb. "Good wine, good wine. I haven't had this wine for half a year."

After drinking it, Lao Luo's throat was filled with smoke. Grandma is a bitch.

Zheng Xiao looked at the bowl of wine and drank it all. With a slight smile on his face, he asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will put medicine in this bowl of wine?"

You can't. I, Lao Luo, am confident that I won't misjudge the person. The short fat man wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, then grabbed a wine jar, filled it for himself, and raised it to Zheng Xiao to signal, brother,

I haven't asked you your surname yet?

Zheng Xiao!

My name is Luo Feng, and I am currently the commander of the 417th Regiment of the Ninth Brigade of the Northeast Army. The short fat man also reported his name and identity, which is obviously honest to Zheng Xiao. As for the past, there was a nickname,

It's called a ground cannon.

After finishing this, Sitting Pao Luo Feng glanced at Zheng Xiao and was quite surprised when she saw the calm. She originally thought that Zheng Xiao would be surprised by her identity as a bandit, but she didn't expect that this young man was so calm and didn't react at all.

During this time, Zheng Xiao had already guessed his identity: he was short, had few hairs, liked to drink, had one eye, and had the gangster spirit of his subordinates. These were enough to prove his identity.

It's just that Zheng Xiao didn't expect that Luo Feng would be so honest and reveal his true identity to the other party. Aren't you worried that he is Japanese?

You know, Luo Feng, the ground-based artilleryman, was on the wanted list of Japan's Kwantung Army. Although his big head was only worth five hundred dollars, it was enough for many people to inform on him.

Sitting Pao saw what Zheng Xiao was thinking about, and drank the bowl of wine with a smile. I believe you, because you can't be Japanese.

Zheng Xiao was silent for a moment, then burst into laughter. He raised the wine bowl in his hand and signaled to the other party, "Come on, let's do it." It's rare to meet such a grumpy person.

What are you doing standing there stupidly? Sit down, you should eat and drink. Sitting on the ground, Luo Feng drank three large bowls of wine in one breath, then waved his hand to the subordinates standing aside and shouted, these people are all brothers,

Please stay close and close.

Those bandit-born soldiers had already had alcohol bugs raging in their stomachs, but the captain didn't say anything, so no one dared to move. Now that they had the order, they all screamed strangely, rushed to each fire, and started eating.

Drink up.

The special forces members all saw Zheng Xiao's gesture and ordered the special forces members to take off their guard. These people should not pose any threat.

Moreover, from the commanding heights in the dark, two snipers from the special operations team are always monitoring this place. As long as the situation is clear, the ones whose heads will bloom first must be those of the Northeastern Army.

The atmosphere in the venue became lively again. Both sides were people who came out of the battlefield, so it was easy for them to speak in common, especially after a few bowls of wine, some people even started calling themselves brothers.

Zheng Xiao and Zuodi Pao sat around the fire, drinking from cup to cup. They both had a lot of alcohol, so one jar of wine quickly ran out, and then the village chief opened the second jar.

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Sitting on the ground, I poured a bowl of wine up my neck. It was as easy as drinking water, and then I sighed happily. It feels so good. It feels so comfortable. This is what I like.

Zheng Xiao also drank a bowl and asked, Commander Luo, aren't you in the Northeast Army? Why are you here now?

With the wine in full swing, I sat down and unbuttoned my military uniform, showing my belly full of fat. I patted it with my hands and laughed loudly. I'm not craving for this drink anymore, so I came here to see if I can quench my craving.

Zheng Xiao was speechless. This guy was really weird. He actually traveled hundreds of miles to have a drink.

Knowing that the Ninth Brigade is stationed on the line of the Great Wall in Jehol Mountain, which is hundreds of miles away from here, this guy, as the commander of the regiment, dares to sneak here with so many people. This is simply a violation of military orders.

At that time, this was enough to kill someone, but this person came running here, so he had to be as courageous as a Japanese melon.

While sitting on the ground, the gunman grabbed a piece of barbecue, tore it into pieces with his fingers and threw it into his mouth. He said vaguely, "It will be better when I surrender to the Northeast Army. We, Lao Luo, have no objection to other rules, but they must be allowed."

Drink, otherwise we will grease the soles of our feet and leave. Haha, I didn’t expect that Brigadier He actually agreed and gave me special approval.

It looked like he was quite proud to be sitting on the ground, but the words Brigadier He made Zheng Xiao's heart move.

The Brigadier He mentioned should be He Zhuguo, the commander of the 9th Independent Brigade, a famous anti-Japanese hero.

Unexpectedly, Brigadier He appreciated his ability to sit on the ground and was given special permission to drink.

But Zheng Xiao understood immediately, looked at the ground cannon, and said with a smile, Captain Luo, I don’t think Brigadier He has given special permission for you to leave your post without authorization and come so far to have a drink.

Sitting Pao touched his big head, which had few hairs, and laughed. That's not true. Didn't I run out secretly?

Recently, Rehe has been relatively stable. The Japanese seem to have just occupied the three northeastern provinces and have not digested them yet, so they have not made any small moves. Therefore, the Northeast Army has been doing nothing all day long.

The wine didn't taste good, so I took a few of my confidants all the way here to drink.

The two people looked at each other and smiled, feeling that the other person was very attracted to their temper, so the more they talked, the happier they became, and the more wine they drank, and soon there were several wine jars piled around them.

At this time, people around the fire also drank a lot. Many people's tongues were a bit short and they could not speak clearly.

The hand holding the wine bowl trembled slightly, and he did not bring it to his mouth several times. His eyes were a little hazy. Brother, you are not an ordinary person. You must be a soldier.

Yes, right?

Zheng Xiao took a sip of wine. Although his face was red, his eyes were still clear. He laughed and changed the subject. Come on, drink\u2026\u2026Drink, this is really good\u2026\u2026Drink.\u201szEnd

He lay down on the table and snored like a thunderous sound.

Sitting on the ground shook his head, you can't do it anymore, watch me drink again.

Before he finished speaking, he lay down on the table and fell asleep!

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