I can't think of a reason for it for the time being.

Nie Xiaotian simply stopped thinking about it.

Anyway, fighting devils, strengthening the team, and solving the problem of food and ammunition are never thought of, but done!

Grandma's, as long as you do it, there is no difficulty that I Nie Xiaotian can't solve, Lord Yama can't take me Nie Xiaotian, now this little difficulty can't be smaller, it's a fart!

Thinking like this, Nie Xiaotian suddenly felt a lot stronger.

With the system in hand, I have everything!

Well?

Well, bragging, the system is so unreliable at all!

Pit.

"Battalion commander!"

Monk Yang shouted, came to the chair next to Nie Xiaotian and sat down, this thing had a naïve face, and the smile was like squeezing out.

This product has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a round face and broad shoulders, and it is not necessarily worse than Liu Xiaobiao in terms of strength. At this time, he smiled, and the face with the size of the moon was like that of Maitreya Buddha.

This cargo wears a military uniform and does not like to wear a military hat.

Nie Xiaotian looked at his smile, and then at the top of his head, and couldn't help but quip: "Monk, monk, why don't you grow hair?!" ”

True.

Monk Yang's head is covered by eyebrows and beard, and his head is simply bare!

This bald head is so bright.

It's not so much that his face is like the moon, but that his head is like the moon.

Just look at it.

"Amitabha, I have a relationship with my Buddha, and I still want to wait until the battle is over, and I want to continue to go back to be my monk!" Monk Yang was laughed at by Nie Xiaotian, and he was not angry, "By the way, don't talk about my hair, what's the point of being hairy!" ”

"And what do you want to say?"

Nie Xiaotian's eyes still haven't left Monk Yang's big bald head, not to mention, this monk's hairless appearance, in his eyes, is more coke than Chen Peisi's appearance when he was playing cheap and cute on the stage.

Where did Monk Yang know how happy Nie Xiaotian was at this time, he just said seriously: "Don't laugh, I'm talking about serious things!" ”

Nie Xiaotian stopped laughing and said, "Serious business? Then don't you hurry up! ”

"Hey!" Monk Yang said seriously, "Battalion commander, our wine is gone!" ”

What the?

I'm going and going!

I'm going to kill you.

Nie Xiaotian took pity on the fine wine, and immediately scolded: "Hey, you stinky monk, did you steal my wine again!" Wait for the hell to go back to be a monk after the battle, you six endless flower monks, see if I don't kill ......"

After a pause, Nie Xiaotian swallowed the words back.

Yes, it's easy to kill others, this stinky monk is very strong in kung fu, and it takes a lot of effort to kill him.

Hurry up for more than a hundred miles, it's already tired enough.

Forget it, I'm still not tired of that!

"Hehe, look, you're still reluctant to kill me!" Monk Yang thought that Nie Xiaotian felt sorry for him, "However, you have wronged me this time." Although I also like to drink now, I promise that I didn't drink secretly, it's gone! ”

Nie Xiaotian didn't listen.

There's no alcohol, what a fucking problem!

Nie Xiaotian complained bitterly and shook his head. Well, now it's not just a matter of weapons, ammunition and food, but this fucking wine has also become a problem, isn't this looking for trouble!

Suddenly.

Nie Xiaotian was unconscious, and now he was fooled, and immediately scolded: "Okay, you flower monk, you must have drunk half of my bottle of Fenjiu!" See if I don't kill you! ”

Monk Yang was so frightened that he hurriedly ran away: "Battalion commander, don't beat me, the wine is still there!" Our host said that teasing you can relieve stress, I am not teasing you, but helping you relieve your stress! "The monk ran fast, for fear of being punched by Nie Xiaotian, there was no way, the battalion commander of the second cargo was good at kung fu, and he really took a few punches, and the big monk couldn't bear it!

After listening to this explanation, Nie Xiaotian's heart warmed, and he only felt that he didn't hurt this monk in vain on weekdays. Then he laughed, and wanted to deceive in return: "Hahahaha, the monk of Dog Day, you can't go back!" Didn't your host tell you that the monks can't speak, and that they will cut out their tongues in the eighteen layers of hell! ”

When Monk Yang heard this, he was stunned, and he hurriedly recited with one hand: "Amitabha, sin and sin ......"

When Nie Xiaotian saw this scene, he laughed even more, okay, this monk has killed not a hundred but eighty devils, and he will go to hell early, and he still needs to tell a lie?

Superstition harms people!

"Report!"

At this time, the little dog ran over with a handful of 38 big covers on his back, stood up and saluted, and shouted a report.

"Come in!" Nie Xiaotian said.

The little dog came over and asked, "Battalion commander, are you looking for me?" ”

Nie Xiaotian looked at the little dog, and saw that the little dog had a pair of smart big eyes, looking at his appearance, he was younger than himself, and he was seventeen or eighteen years old, so he couldn't help but nod and said, "Brother, they all say that your marksmanship is good!" Who taught you? ”

"My grandfather!"

"Oh, your grandfather is an old Orion, isn't he?" Nie Xiaotian smiled slightly, seeing that the little dog was a little nervous, and said, "Don't be nervous, it's nothing, I'm just looking for you to come over and talk." ”

When the puppy heard this, it was a little more natural.

"Do you see that tree on the mountain?" Nie Xiaotian pointed to a plane tree on the opposite mountain outside the door. The puppy looked at it and nodded.

Nie Xiaotian said: "Tell me, how far is it from you to that tree?" ”

As soon as the little dog heard this, he visually measured it, first took out his right index finger and put it in front of the doubles, and then through this index finger he used his eyes to visually inspect the tree, and after measuring for a long time, he said with certainty: "Three hundred and sixty meters!" ”

Hey, yes.

Looking at the little dog's somewhat professional appearance, Nie Xiaotian was not secretly happy, he just felt that this kid was a talent. If you train it well, after you practice it, you can withstand two machine guns.

Nie Xiaotian is overjoyed, grandma's, if such a talent comes to ten, eight, or dozens of them, Lao Tzu will not be able to show it?

Joke!

Thinking about it, Nie Xiaotian couldn't help but want to search among the nearly 100 people in his battalion to see if there were any such talents. But I held back.

Well, now is not the time to do this, it's better to get down to business first!

"Yes, a little skillful! However, to be more accurate, it should be three hundred and sixty-six meters. "Nie Xiaotian has the skill of a sharpshooter, and the distance between his eyes and the side of his eyes is not ordinary." Don't underestimate the six meters, if there is no wind and the humidity is moderate, it may not be a big deal. But when it's windy, or when it's raining, just a six-meter difference is enough to make you miss the target. ”

The little dog nodded, secretly admiring, what he measured just now was only about three hundred and sixty, not too sure, now listening to Nie Xiaotian's words, I only feel that this second battalion commander is not an ordinary experience!

Nie Xiaotian saw that his son could be taught, and he couldn't help but be interested: "Come, you shoot and try, do you see the white crane on the tree?" Hit it down and try it! ”

"Yes, Battalion Commander!"

The little dog got the order, took a long orange as a gun holder, and when he got to the door, he put the gun on it and began to aim at it.

However, instead of shooting immediately, he put his left index finger in his mouth, dipped some saliva, and then took it out and probed the wind in the air, he pondered.

Nie Xiaotian looked at it expectantly.

Suddenly, the puppy took a closer look, snapped, and resounded.

Hit?

Monk Yang stretched out his head, and when he looked at it, he saw the white crane falling from the tree in response.

Immediately, Nie Xiaotian laughed happily: "Hurry up, monk, go, let the snake butt take someone to pick up the white crane and make it for me to eat." ”

Monk Yang smiled, and went happily.

The little dog's face suddenly changed, and he felt like he had been pitted, and said, "Battalion commander, you ...... Do you know how expensive a bullet is? If this is on the battlefield, it can kill a devil! You're actually eating meat...... You ......"

Hey, why didn't you say that when I asked you to fight just now!

killed the white crane, Lao Tzu didn't pick it up, would he let it rot and waste it in the mountains?

This kid is still a hunter, I don't know that it's shameful to waste?!

"Okay, isn't it just a bullet? I'll give you a hundred in a moment! Nie Xiaotian happily patted the puppy's shoulder, "Okay, your kid has passed." Let's go, come with me to complete a mission! ”

"Huh? Task? ”

The puppy was a little confused, wasn't he deceived by the battalion commander of the second cargo? Why did you pass the level and still have to complete the task?

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(End of chapter)

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