"Hi, hello everyone!"

Just as Uncle Song was about to explain the reason to a group of people, a fat little face appeared at the door, with a youthful smile on his face. For some reason, people wanted to punch him when they saw it!

More importantly, the fat man was covered in things, first of all, the telescope on his neck. There was only one battalion, and the rest of the company commanders and platoon leaders didn’t have this thing!

The two mullet guns around his waist look cool. Is he good at using double guns?

What’s even more funny is that this guy is carrying a samurai sword around his waist. Those who don’t know about it thought it was a Japanese!

For a moment, everyone understood that this was a rich man, and in jargon it was... a fat sheep!

Feeling the "kind" gaze of a group of people, Li Feng always felt a chill behind his back. When he turned around and found that there was no one, he waved his hands to the group of people in front of him and greeted him again.

"Hi!"

"Squad leader, the meeting is about to be held!"

"I'm sorry, I'm very busy these two days, I won't be late next time!"

After saying that, he walked in with a smile and closed the door when he was about to finish.

When everyone heard his words, they couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths, thinking to themselves what you, a small class monitor, have to be busy with!

We, the company commanders and platoon leaders, are not as proud as you, and they actually make everyone wait for so long!

"Then I wonder what squad leader Li has been busy with recently?"

have to!

Someone really has an objection. Li Feng is still smiling recently. It would be strange if he has no objection in his heart after waiting for so long!

At this time, the third battalion commander glared at the deputy company commander, who lowered his head, but was still looking at Li Feng's direction.

"Uh... our class has no food to eat, so we went out to get some food!"

Damn it! I almost exhausted last night. It was very comfortable to cut off the Japanese's head. I took one knife and one knife, but I almost exhausted them. If I hadn't considered that there were too many people, Li Feng would have brought more people and didn't let them do anything, just carry the bags specifically!

"Get some food? Where did you get the food..."

"Ahem!"

Someone was just trying to ask something, but suddenly the instructor coughed a few times, and glanced down, and everyone suddenly became quiet.

When the Third Battalion Commander saw that everyone had quieted down, he then adjusted the army's appearance and started a long discussion towards the group of people.

"Comrades, our situation is very serious recently..."

Balabala talked a lot, and Li Feng heard it and hit him straight. Uncle Song was very serious. He was holding a notebook in his hand and remembered it. The pencil was gone halfway.

Seeing that the pencils of a group of people were only two or three centimeters long and they had to tie a wooden stick to continue using them, Li Feng felt that this poor person was not as good as he was.

Uncle Song lost his pen as he wrote. At this time, he couldn't use a bayonet to cut the pen. Just as he wanted to borrow a pen, he suddenly handed over a bunch of pens with a fat hand. Uncle Song was stunned and looked up and saw Li Feng holding his sleepy fat face.

The people around were also stunned. Looking at the pen in Li Feng's hand, countless sounds of horse hooves were trampling by in his heart!

Damn, are you selling pens?

This is wholesale!

Uncle Song took a pen. This thing was quite valuable. At the same time, he was thinking that the squad leader was too careless. He took out a pen here and could he bring it back?

The eyes of a group of people were all showing sparks. This was the look when they saw Li Feng's equipment.

"Ahem, Li Feng, give me a few pens!"

"Uh...oh OK!"

I shook my head and fell asleep accidentally. I raised my head to look for the person called me!

The instructor wanted to scold this fat man in his heart. Why did he feel so strange when encountering this fat man in a serious matter at a meeting?

All the pens are gone!

The group of company commanders and platoon leaders who were just furious suddenly became Comrade Li Feng who had not seen him for many years. Of course, it would be even better if he could borrow a telescope.

Comrade Li Feng politely declined the people who tried to come and borrow it on the grounds that there was only one telescope.

Damn! Can you still come back when you get it? A group of Pixiu that only eats but doesn’t vomit can probably be snatched away by throwing a stone!

The meeting was coming to an end soon, and each company had its own tasks, but Li Feng's squad had no tasks, which made Comrade Li Xiaopang a little unhappy.

What does it mean? Do you look down on us?

"Hey hey hey battalion commander, what is the task of our squad?"

"Oh, your class has just been established. There is no combat mission yet. Just guard the Japanese in Sanhe Town!"

The battalion commander was taking care of Li Feng, but what he didn't expect was that Comrade Li Xiaopang curled his lips and replied indifferently:

"They probably have to change their defenses. Last night, I went to Sanhe Town to do some side jobs and accidentally took over their office!

The Japanese should have sent people here next, and if they want to fight now, based on the terrain of Sanhe Town, they probably have to send a small team of troops!

So this time, battalion commander, you have to find a way to stop the Japanese in other directions, so that I can concentrate on dealing with the Japanese in Sanhe Town!”

The battalion commander was stunned. Did this guy say nothing but draft? There were only ten people in your squad, and there were thirty puppet troops in Sanhe Zhenguang, and nearly twenty Japanese soldiers. If you change to other troops, you will be the main force. No one of them can be taken down. Even so, you will have to suffer a lot of casualties!

"Li Feng, do you know the charge of lying about military achievements?"

"I know! I didn't lie, what I said is true!"

Li Feng said casually, and at this time he unconsciously touched his shoulders. It was so tiring to carry things!

I was so lucky last night. I actually encountered so many drunk Japanese soldiers. I felt so comfortable when I cut them. Then I put a few ghost thunders inside. I wonder if those Japanese are still doing well now?

"Then what evidence do you have?"

"Uh...it's the evidence..."

Li Feng scratched his scalp. The evidence was a troublesome thing. He couldn't cut the Japanese's head and brought it back. It would be hard to tell the difference. After all, the Japanese's forehead did not say "I am a Japanese"!

Then he thought of something, untied the samurai sword on his body and handed it to the battalion commander:

"I found this in the Japanese chief's house. It seemed like a warrant officer or a second lieutenant came. I didn't pay attention when I cut it! But I came back for the knife, and it will be my sword in the future!"

Didn’t I come back smoothly? I almost even removed the bed and brought it back. The effect of the Sanguang policy is indeed extraordinary.

The third battalion commander and instructor looked at the samurai sword. The knife edge was pretty good. I think it should be the sword of the Japanese commander!

But at this point, everyone still couldn't believe it. Those were more than 20 Japanese devils, and they were killed like this?

But after looking at the things hanging on this fat man, they are all valuables!

At this time, the people around him had strange smiles on their faces, and looking at Li Feng was like looking at his own father.

There is no way, there is money!
Chapter completed!