War of Resistance: My Leader, My Regiment
11 Once again, he plotted against the military supplies of the Lost Dragon’s warehouse.

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"Sigh! Brothers, our army is about to achieve a great victory!"

The leader of the Food Hunting Team, Ah Yi, was officially appointed! Standing under the menu for today, he had waited for such a long time, yet his opening remark was actually such a meaningless one.

Ah Yi was the only one who was too literary and had some minor bureaucrats. Everyone yawned repeatedly, but he was very enthusiastic and clapped.

The problem was that there was nothing substantial, so it really couldn't attract much attention.

Yao Ma was yawning non-stop as the cannon fodder swayed unsteadily. Beside him, his fellow countryman Bean Cake, the underage child soldier, and this fellow countryman soldier dug their ears with tree branches.

"Brothers, my friends above told me!”

"Above? What do you mean above? Who's above?"

Without waiting for Ah Yi to finish speaking, the people below began to jeer and joke.

"Up there, it's heaven, and there are dead people!”Snakebutt said as he pointed to the sky.

Regarding this!

Ah Yi was really speechless towards this group of people!

No matter what he did, he had to have a sense of ritual. This was Ah Yi's principle!

Although no one was listening to him, he still persisted in the ceremony.

Soon after, after the division of labor was detailed, everyone was distributed, including Ah Yi himself. He took the lead and resisted the biggest difficulty of the pork stewed vermicelli.

Pork!

The leader of the Food Hunting Team, Ah Yi, was in charge of the pork, which was one of the main ingredients. The deputy team leader, Meng Fanla, was in charge of the other main ingredient, the vermicelli!

The rest of the people would rely on their own abilities and join the team!

Seeing that most people had left, Meng Fan didn't leave immediately! The vet helped Meng Fan treat his wound with sulfuric acid.

"Alright! The festering may not worsen, but on this trip to MDT, you must find the International Medical Rescue Team from New Zealand to help you with the surgery!”

The veterinarian was still there, emphasizing that it was not a bad idea to go south!

At the very least, Meng Fan's injured leg had better medical equipment to be removed and cleaned.

If she was treated in time, Meng Fanla's injured leg might still be able to be saved!

Count on the New Zealand people?

In his next life!

Meng Fan secretly looked down on him, but he didn't have the intention to go out. Instead, he went back to the Mystic Dragon.

"Get lost! I'm very annoyed to see you now! Do you know?"

Meng Fan came over. Nothing good would happen if he allowed it!

At this moment, the Mystic Dragon was indeed very annoying. It was even more annoying than Meng Anla's name!

So the entire Chuan Legion, the only remaining cannon fodder, was all f * cking requisitioned by Yu Xiaoqing, except for him, the Lost Dragon.

He was a jinx, the kind of person who stayed in a regiment camp and would definitely be destroyed and crippled. He was a real jinx in the world!

The problem was that Yu Xiao Qing didn't even have any restrictions on his food. He even dared to bring such a jinx. The Lost Dragon was really convinced!

He was the only one left!

The Enchanting Dragon was also starting to feel itchy after being disturbed by this bunch of losers.

Seeing Meng Fan approach, the Enchanting Dragon snapped.

He had just been cheated of eight dollars, but it was not for medicine.

Instead, it was prostitution?

When the Enchanted Dragon heard the vet's words, it felt as if it had been fed to a dog!

"We're already going south. Are you really not going?"

What Meng Fan was after was the military supplies for this warehouse!

According to the original plot, they were really fed to the dogs and let the animals in the concentration camp take care of them.

Meng Fan estimated that this batch of goods was worth at least twenty dollars.

Giving it away like this was, of course, something an idiot would do.

What Meng Fan wanted was to instigate the Mystic Dragon to make a move. Even if he sold it cheaply, it would be like giving it away for free.

Time waits for no one!

The higher-ups said twenty days of training, but Meng Fan knew the original plot. There was no twenty-day break in period.

Tomorrow, he would be dragged directly into the battlefield!

Therefore, this afternoon, he had to sell this batch of Mystic Dragon!

"Go? Stop talking nonsense! To die? I have money now, do I need to die?”

The Enchanting Dragon didn't fall for Meng Fan's trick.

However!

Meng Fan had indeed aroused his evil thoughts!

Since they were going south, the Enchanting Dragon naturally had to follow them. Otherwise, it would be a small loss of face for him, but it would be a real loss of face for the Northeasterners!

However!

He still had to be calm!

Wasn't there still a twenty-day break in period?

With this amount of time, he would be able to cash out all the goods in the warehouse.

With money in his hands, he was a master no matter where he went!

This was the iron law left behind by their ancestors, how could the Enchanting Dragon not understand!

Furthermore!

That damned concentration camp commander already had the intention to buy his goods. He just wanted to lower the price.

Was it that easy for the price of the Mystic Dragon to be lowered?

Therefore, they were all holding on!

The station master was waiting. The Lost Dragon and the others would be heading south soon. They would definitely sell them to him at a low price.

How could the Enchanting Dragon not know what that fellow was up to?

He didn't believe that he couldn't find a good buyer in twenty days!

"Waiting for the right price? Then let me tell you, your wishful thinking will definitely fail!”

Meng Fan was also playing hard to get. After saying this, he turned to leave!

"Damn cripple, wait! What do you mean?"

The Enchanting Dragon pulled Meng Fan back. His thoughts had been exposed, so there was no need to continue pretending.

Could it be that this damned cripple knew some insider information?

"Just one condition! 50 - 50!"

"Don't worry, if you don't listen to me, you'll lose everything!”

Oh sh * t!

This bastard!

He had asked for a 50 - 50 split. What kind of confidence did he have?

For a moment, the Enchanting Dragon was unsure and stared at Meng Fan.

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