Chapter 30: Eating Meat (Asking for Flowers)
"A few days ago, I scouted with Spring Dao, and there was only a squad of little devils and a platoon of the puppet army." Liao Fan said.
"So many people, Brother Fan, there are three of us." Huang Changsheng glared, "Why don't I go back and bring the guards over, so that I can have a better grasp." Huang Changsheng has never tried his current skills, he doesn't know how many catties and taels he has, and he has been playing drums in his heart.
Liao Fan looked at Huang Changsheng's appearance and kicked Huang Changsheng: "Changsheng, you didn't do this when you fought before?" Why are you so cowardly now? ”
"Brother Fan, I'm not cowardly, I used to be brothers fighting devils together, I have the bottom in my heart, if I want to die, I will die with my brothers, but now for a meal of meat, I was beaten into a sieve, isn't it a bit miserable." Huang Changsheng got up from the ground and said.
"Spring Knife, the two of us will go, leave him alone." Liao Fan greeted Liu Chundao directly.
Huang Changsheng saw that Liao Fan was about to leave himself again, and hurriedly said, "Brother Fan, I'll go, can't I go?" ”
Huang Changsheng just took two steps, turned around and said, "Spring Dao, my brother's net worth and life will be entrusted to you this time." Liao Fan saw that Huang Changsheng was still grinding, and picked up a stone from the ground to throw Huang Sheng, Huang Changsheng saw it, and quickly pulled Liu Chundao and ran away.
In front of the devil's turret, the platoon commander of the puppet army handed the little devil a cigarette: "Taijun, smoke." The puppet army took out a match and lit it for the little devil.
"Ryxi, you drip, drip The little devil took a puff of cigarette, looked up and saw Liao Fan coming over and shouting, "You stand still, and the good people are working." ”
Liao Fan pretended not to hear it, and continued to move forward, and a puppet army came up to stop Liao Fan: "Taijun called you, deaf?" Didn't you hear? ”
"Boss, are you calling me?" Liao Fan asked.
The platoon commander of the puppet army, who lit a cigarette for the little devil, came over and said, "Where are you from?" Is there a certificate of good citizenship? ”
"Boss, what are you talking about, I can't hear clearly." Liao Fan deliberately pretended not to hear and bought time for Huang Changsheng and the two of them.
"Hey, what a deaf man." The platoon commander of the puppet army looked at Liao Fan and instructed the two soldiers beside him, "You two search his body to see if he has a certificate of good citizenship on him." ”
Liao Fan saw two puppet soldiers come forward and shouted: "Boss, I am a good citizen, I am a good citizen." Liao Fan shouted while making blind gestures.
A puppet soldier pointed a gun at Liao Fan and shouted: "What nonsense, if you make any more noise, Lao Tzu will shoot you." ”
When a puppet army was about to search his body, Huang Changsheng and Liu Chundao had already taken the turret, Liu Chundao operated a machine gun, aimed at the puppet army outside the turret, and shouted: "Listen to the puppet army, put the gun down, or shoot." ”
Liao Fan heard the sound of Liu Chundao, a puppet army who bypassed the front sideways, pulled out the bayonet on his waist, and threw out the neck of the little devil who was smoking in the middle. Liao Fan kicked another little devil and killed him with two punches.
Huang Changsheng came out of the turret with a light machine gun: "Put down the gun obediently and raise your hands all." At this time, Huang Changsheng was wearing a little devil's military hat on his head, a big bone was stuffed in his mouth, and he couldn't speak clearly.
The platoon commander of the puppet army reacted instantly, raising his hand above his head: "Sir, we... We're just eating with a mouthful... Please also ask the chief to be merciful, and his subordinates to be merciful. ”
"Changsheng, do you still have my flesh?" Liao Fan took off all the equipment on the puppet army.
"Also, there are a lot of them, the little devil is so good at enjoying it, he cooked a big pot of meat, he was hungry to death, and there was a roast pork leg." Huang Changsheng spit the bones in his mouth to the ground.
"Changsheng, throw away the broken hat on your head, Lao Tzu doesn't like it, and escort these puppet soldiers into the turret." Liao Fan said.
"This meat is really good," Huang Changsheng burped, "I haven't eaten so much for a long time." ”
The three of them gathered around a big pot of meat, feasting, Liu Chundao pinched a piece of meat with one hand, and his mouth was full. The puppet army squatting on the side, seeing the three of them eating so deliciously, couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
"You eat better, okay, I won't take you out in the future, and leave some for my brother and them, saying that you have a spring knife." As Liao Fan was talking, Liu Chundao grabbed another piece of meat, "Pay attention to civilization." ”
"Brother Fan, what about these puppet soldiers?" Huang Changsheng asked.
"What did we do if we caught the puppet army before?" Liao Fan said as he fished out a piece of meat from the pot.
"It seems to have been killed directly." Huang Changsheng said.
When those puppet soldiers heard that they were going to kill them, they hurriedly begged for mercy: "Three masters, we are forced to be puppet soldiers who are helpless, and I beg the three masters to show mercy." ”
"Am I being cruel?" Liao Fan asked, "Didn't I let some go too?" ”
"Oh, I remember, the people who were shot were all those who did evil and followed the little devils with all their hearts." Huang Changsheng pretended to be suddenly enlightened.
As soon as these puppet soldiers heard what Huang Changsheng said, they immediately took off their clothes and said, "We will never be an errand for the little devil anymore, as long as the third master releases us, we will definitely not follow the little devil." ”
"What else do you have besides these weapons and ammunition?" Liao Fan asked.
"We have a radio station here, and there is a warehouse in the back, which is full of grain and ......" The platoon commander of the puppet army said everything he knew, wanting to atone for his crimes.
"Spring knife, don't eat it, watch them load things into the car." Liao Fan saw Liu Chundao, gnawing on a pig's trotter.
"Yes." Liu Chundao listened to Liao Fan's instructions, took out a piece of meat from the pot, held a gun in one hand, and took the puppet army out.
"Changsheng, knock the rest of the meat into the basket and go back and bring it to my brother."
Huang Changsheng reluctantly packed the rest of the meat into the basket, and Liao Fan and Huang Changsheng moved everything that could be moved in the turret to the car, which was enough to load two large trucks.
After loading the car, the puppet army stood respectfully beside them, waiting for Liao Fan and them to fall.
"Changsheng, do you know how to drive?" Liao Fan looked at the two trucks.
"Brother Fan, I've seen someone else driving." Huang Changsheng said on the side.
"Do any of you know how to drive?" Liao Fan asked.
Liao Fan saw the platoon commander of the puppet army slowly raise his hand: "Okay, it's you, Changsheng Spring Knife, escort them to the car, you watch them from behind." ”
Liao Fan drove the car to lead the way in front, this little devil's stronghold was the closest stronghold to their station, and it took an hour to drive to reach the mountain pass. When we reached the pass, there was no longer a big road for trucks to cross.
"They all got out of the car, and Chundao went back to call someone to move things. Changsheng, you take them, dispose of the traces of the car, and don't bring these puppet soldiers back until it gets dark. Liao Fan stopped the car, walked further into the mountain, and after a few forks in the road, he went straight to Liao Fan's station.
Liao Fan didn't want to take these puppet soldiers to his station, he couldn't trust these puppet soldiers, in case they went back and told the devil, it would be too late for Liao Fan to regret it.
When it was dark, Huang Changsheng returned to the station: "Brother Fan, do you still have my meat?" Huang Changsheng asked as soon as he ran to the command post.
"You're thinking about your meat, and I ask you, what happened to those puppet soldiers?" Liao Fan asked.
"Don't worry, Brother Fan, when I came back, I checked it carefully, and there was no tail behind me." Huang Changsheng still asked without giving up, "Brother Fan, didn't you leave me a little meat?" ”
"Look at your gluttony, if you're hungry, the cooking class has freshly made steamed buns to eat by yourself." Liao Fan fiddled with the transmitter he got from the little devil's turret.