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And the head of Yadantou looked more energetic after hearing these two sentences.It's a pity that the commander-in-chief is not here, if he is, I really should take off my lower body and kowtow to him a few more times.After all, the Marshal was born in the army, and he understands the hardships of the people below. These two words make all the pores of the people feel benefited. …Being responsible for stabilizing the local government, …It’s so damn enjoyable, it makes people feel excited like smoking opium, …The next step, it should be "hard work," or something, and then "immediately raise a certain level" A certain independent brigade commander has arrived for a limited time."

"Hey, your grandma." When he found that the other party stopped talking and just licked his lips with his tongue, he laughed and said, "Isn't this a storytelling field?! When you talked about something brilliant, you deliberately stopped the conversation. Hurry up, hurry up! Read on for me!" "Yan...Yan...Yanshi is an important town in the upper Huaihe River, and it is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry," the clerk read tremblingly while wiping his sweat with his hands: "The head of the regiment is usually negligent in inspecting, so today's Changes, protection of salt and resistance to taxation, independence with guns, the situation is so critical, the head of the regiment is to blame..." The clerk was still waiting to read, but was interrupted by Xiao Juhua's high-pitched and horrified voice.

"Stop!" she yelled, "He, he, he..." As soon as the clerk raised his head, he saw the glass in the head's hand clattering to the ground, and the elephant in Hai Jingbo's circus printed on the glass was also smashed into two pieces; Pushed away from his arms, clasped his bare head tightly with both hands, leaned back like a fat pig, with his belly outstretched and shaking violently.Unexpectedly, his round face suddenly became longer, his mouth was half-opened, and he wanted to say something but couldn't utter it. It turned out that his fat chin seemed to be punched by someone. It seems to be out of control.

"It's...it's...it's...it's over!" After a long while, he managed to speak out and asked, "Master, did he mention that he wanted my head?" "No." The other party said: "The commander-in-chief only needs to mobilize the available troops in the defense area within the time limit, and immediately wipe out the self-defense team in Yanshi... The commander-in-chief also said, if it can't be done, he will I want to take off your eight heads!" The head of the Yadantou just came to his senses, and struggled to get up like a bastard that had been fiddled with all four legs, swallowed three times in a row, and cursed in a hoarse voice: "I'll take you one by one!" , fuck your mothers one by one, at such an urgent time, why are you staring at me with big eyes and small eyes?!... Let me tell you the truth, the commander-in-chief wants me to have eight heads. I will cut off yours first and use them to make up the number! Hurry up and summon the trumpeters, sound the horns and gather urgently, in order to save your head, you have to be a fucking 'ruthless' guy!"

The reason why the bugler was able to sound the horn in time was due to the adjutant's quick legs; when the exasperated adjutant touched the back kitchen, the bugler, the cook, the battalion commander's brother-in-law... all the people in the nest took off their shoes and surrounded the room. On the short square table, stretch out your stinky feet on the edge of the brazier, and bet big on nine cards!The trumpeter's card luck was bad, and his hands were not going well, so he sent all the cash to the pile, lost the fire, and bet the number mouth. "Count it as a dollar or two." The trumpeter said: "If you lose, you can take it as a bet. I will borrow money to redeem it before dawn. ... What's so naughty about it? I won't sound the horn at dawn, commander Kick my ass."

The adjutant bumped in just when the dealer was playing the dice, he frowned and said nothing - he also wanted to see that the four doors were brighter, but unfortunately he was afraid of the smell of stinky fish coming from the stinky socks on the kang Standing in the distance, he shouted: "Don't push it again, the group has just lost their temper, and ordered the horn to be sounded immediately, and the whole group must be pulled out to start a fire!" "It's almost like lighting a fire and smoking a cigarette. I said, Mr. Adjutant, don't interrupt my hand," the head chef said, "If you want to bet on one door, you bet on it. If you want to push two, I'll bet on it." Let you be the banker!"

"In the middle of the night, with whom to start a fire?" The bugler said, "It's almost like sending the team to a mass grave to look for ghosts." The adjutant came over and held the sign and said: "Whoever coaxes people, whoever is the mother, is not beaten by others. This is different from our usual fun and fun... The commander just sent an urgent call, and the regiment leader immediately dispatched troops and took the salt. What about the city and township protection team disarming? If not, the head of the team will lose his mind, and we will be in even worse trouble."

"Let's show this card again," said the bugler, "if I lose the trumpet, you will have to lend me money to redeem it, and if I get a better one, we'll be lucky and save this trouble. " "Just because we guys want to hand over the guns in Yanshi?" The battalion commander's brother-in-law said with a cigarette in his mouth, "Unless there is a customs duty, can we gather all that day?  … The Secretary’s report: Three deserted, five were sick, three sat in casinos, five went whoring in brothels, and a few were just borrowing two and a half feet to secretly set up his duozi kiln... If they don’t come to us If the weapons are handed over, it is considered good!"

"Speak out of conscience," the trumpeter said, "it's not worthwhile for us to work hard to fight the salt market. These days, it's the same as whoever does it. It's all about shooting guns, eating, and getting paid. The protection of the salt market If the team increases my salary, I will go to blow the horn with him tomorrow." "If you want to say these things, you can wait until later." The adjutant said: "Nowadays, a bachelor does not suffer from the immediate disadvantages. No matter whether it is true or not, in front of the duck head, you have to put on a show and pretend to be a shot.  … When the barrel hoop exploded, they went their separate ways, isn't it so damn good and wonderful?" "Yes!" said the battalion commander's brother-in-law, "after all, the adjutant who hangs a box cannon and is a lieutenant is knowledgeable. Mom really hits fakes, are you going to make a debut? It must be a bright spot!... 咈!" He grabbed the dice and blew, and threw it out muttering: "Dice, you show spirits, whether it's a person or a ghost, I'm all you. Win! Dice Dice, go wherever you want, big money and small money! Your mother's seven out of three, the first class in Tianmen!... Draw cards, captain!"

The emergency assembly number was able to sound on the starry four-watch day, because the old trumpeter was holding the E character nine and eating the banker's character eight. The old trumpeter was a little confused when he won a piece of two cents. While standing on the dirt platform in the corner of the playground, facing the cold wind, he put his hand in his pocket and repeatedly fiddled with the pressure pocket he had won. foreign money. The rapid sound of the trumpet lingered in the freezing night air, and the old trumpeter still had some regrets in his heart—the luck of the cards had just turned for his mother, and the wind was getting smoother, but his mother was looking for trouble, attacking Yanshi at dawn, Just look at the long eyes of God, let the duck's egg hit a black date on its head, the tree will fall and the monkeys will scatter, just let it go!

The trumpet sounded again, but the huge camp was still indifferent and completely dark, and even the lights were not seen, only the head of the Yadantou came rushing to the earthen platform with a few horses in a panic. "This bunch of lazy dogs! Damn it!" The head of the duck egg head rubbed his hands and cursed: "It's so fucking sleepy! The trumpeter, sound the horn again, really work hard for me, blow the sound Come on, urge them to urge them!" The trumpeter was full of displeasure, and puffed his cheeks to blow the trumpet again. Before the trumpet was finished, there was a movement in the barracks in the southwest corner; the first was a high-pitched voice, like a ghost. Screaming wildly like pinching the neck, followed by many similarly terrified, blind, screams like pigs waiting to be slaughtered, followed by some figures squeezing and pushing from the dark camp, ouch Shocked and knocked out. "What's this grandma's thing?" The head of Yadantou sipped his wine, licking his lips with his tongue and said, suddenly he remembered, - trouble camp, this is trouble camp.It has not been a year since I led the army, and I have often experienced troubles in the camp. Don't look at those stupid guys. In this frenzy of screams and screams, one camp was alarmed, and all the camps were alarmed. People crawled outward like ants, some hugging pillows, some holding their trousers; All of them were carrying their shoes; all of them were shouting and wailing hoarsely like dead parents. When they squeezed out of the door of the camp, you pushed and shoved each other. For trampling. "Live...live..." The head of the Yadantou rolled his tongue and said: "Damn it...he doesn't usually make camps, but chooses this...such...a terrible time to make camps...?! " At night, it was dark enough to see, and the lantern on the flagpole behind the platform could not illuminate anything, so because of this dim light, all the campers were attracted; Apart from rubbing hands and yelling, I couldn't make up my mind for a while, the shattered light of the lantern swirled, and some zombie-like human faces possessed by demons emerged in the light, all of them opened their eyes and opened their mouths wide open. Yell!Voice after voice, like a big wave pressing down on another big wave, the scene was extremely horrific, as if this group were not human beings, but evil spirits who broke through the gate of hell, looking for someone to avenge their grievances. "Ouou... Ouou... I'm going to kill you!" A guy fell on the ground, still hugging his head with his hands, twisting forward like a snake, as if there really was some killer coming from behind him, it was extremely terrifying shouted. "Hand over your guns! Hand over your guns and spare your life!... Ou Ou... I'm going to kill you!...Brother, run away!" "Run... Oh!" A group of people blindly echoed. There are always hundreds of people running to the playground, hundreds of people are all lunatics, even the battalion and company commanders of their mothers are there, and they shouted to run, and they ran around the playground in a chaotic manner. Screaming, howling and crying, making a mess.A small group of people didn't run away, they got together and put on a big show there. A puppet-like soldier, with his hands on his hips, shouted commands, and his mother kicked the battalion commander, company commander, platoon leader, and squad leader into the row. Get up, stand at attention, take a rest, kneel down, lie down, fuck it like it's real, there's a ghost, fuck it hard! "Wake up for me!" The head of Yadantou was so anxious that he smoked from his orifices, and cursed: "You all should be taken away and shot!" It’s okay if he doesn’t scold, but when he scolds, those guys learn it. Just listen to the voices of the crowd who are learning to scold. You point to his nose, and he points to your head, cursing: “Ou, wake up! , you should fucking shoot Ou!" "Shoot Ou! Shoot Yadantou!" "Brothers, shoot Yadantou tonight! Everyone, hurry up and watch the fun! Ooooo..." Even if the leader of the duck egg head rubs his palms to peel off eight layers of skin, it is useless. The previous disturbances I have seen and experienced are not as severe as this time. This is simply out of place up!I can't show the prestige of the regiment leader at all, and the usual tricks of shooting, locking people up, and beating the board have also failed, and they are useless at all. It's really his grandma's grandma! ...Maybe this head of mine should be put into a sandalwood box and given to the commander-in-chief for entertainment, otherwise, how could such a wicked thing happen?Legend has it that there are many evil spirits in the barracks, and there is a lot of evil spirits. Every time there is a disturbance in the camp, the master will be the one. Will I be responsible for this murder? ! ... Suddenly remembered who said that when the camp was full of ferocious bullets, the only way to stop it was to shoot into the sky, so he turned to Ma Bian and said, "They are haunted by demons in the camp, do you think they are dead?! ——Shoot into the sky for me!"