Rise of the Wasteland

Lieutenant Andrew is from the metropolitan New York. He heard that joining the army can enjoy a good life abroad, so he resolutely joined the 6th Army of the United States and became a logistic instrument for the first US Cavalry Division in Japan. ???

Although the Korean War began, Lieutenant Andrew was confident of the strength of the United States. Because he is fluent in many languages, he is very versatile in various complicated logistical tasks and is very reused.

The eating and drinking problems of the US soldiers have always been extravagant. In order to maintain the morale of the soldiers, Lieutenant Andrew must devote himself to his work.

It is necessary to know that the US Army ’s 6th Army ’s Quartermaster has issued a rigid index: it is necessary to ensure that every soldier can eat fresh vegetables and meat every day, and it does not need to be resampled for a week. In addition, a variety of non-staple foods and fruits must be provided. The officials have requirements for the weight and size of the fruits.

He moved his mouth up and broke his legs underneath, which really made him want to fuck.

How to get fresh fruits for the big soldiers in the winter is not easy. And when someone heard that Apple could be obtained, the major commander in charge of the eighth regiment's logistics immediately kicked off Andrew Lieutenant.

"No matter what you think of it, go get me the five tons of apples that the Southern Stick officer said."

With such an order, Lieutenant Andrew was forced to join a strange convoy and go out overnight to ship Apple. Which ‘Ensign Nanbuk Park’ organized the convoy pointed him to a location on the map, and it seemed that it was indeed the forward position of the Nanbat 15th Regiment.

It's just too far forward.

"We found those abandoned apples during the pursuit of the army. It is indeed close to the front line, but please believe me, I will not lie to you." This is the explanation given by the 'Master Lieutenant Park', his face is sincere The smile seemed reliable.

In addition to Lieutenant Andrew and the driver of the convoy, the same car also had a "Second Lieutenant Park" under his command and a "Southern Nugget Sergeant" with a similar smile. This sergeant is responsible for guiding the way and smirking at Lieutenant Andrew without stopping the flattering expression.

This smile was a little disturbing to Lieutenant Andrew, but he really couldn't tell what was disturbing. After all, Asians seem to be extremely stingy, restrained, not talking, not sociable, and it is good to be able to stand upright and smile with white people.

In contrast, the second lieutenant Park appears to be too active, not as active as an Asian. Moreover, the other party is a bit tall and uncomfortable. He is even taller than many American soldiers, but his smile is quite normal.

Suddenly, the team stopped suddenly. Lieutenant Andrew had an additional checkpoint on the road. Under the light of the lights, there were several Nanbatan soldiers standing in front of the road for inspection.

When he saw the truck of Uncle America, the Nanba soldiers in charge rushed up and nodded, and asked Lieutenant Andrew about the destination.

"Oh, we are the first division of the American Cavalry ..." Andrew just wanted to explain his intentions through the window.

But which ‘Nanbat Sergeant’ accompanied by the driver ’s cab suddenly opened the car door and jumped out of the car. He rushed up in a malignant manner and turned towards the inspected Nanbat soldiers.

‘Baga’, ‘Baga’, ‘Baga’…, shouting ‘Nanbang Sergeant’ with a straight smile slaps a few slaps. His hands were so strong that the sound of slapping rattled in the night, making Captain Andrew feel a little bit shocked.

The Nanbang soldiers who were slapped were fanned, and the 'Nanbang sergeant' was not enough to slap him. He also ran to the checkpoint with a thunderous thunder, and chased after other Nanbang soldiers. The whistle was pushed away by the horse.

With such a loud ‘Baga’, the Nanba soldiers at the entire checkpoint were afraid to resist, but could only endure in silence. And when the "Nanbaot Sergeant" was enough, he returned to the truck and smiled at Captain Andrew again.

"His hiss, His hiss, His hiss ..." "Nanbang Sergeant" reached out with a smile and motioned for the truck to move forward. The strange tone was funny.

This scene made Captain Andrew look straight forward, but the American driver who started was surprised to re-run the car to continue. The driver even said to the dull young ensign: "Don't worry, this is an Asian custom. Their superiors have privileges, and the class is insurmountable."

"It's terrible. I'm angry just because I'm blocked. I'm really glad I'm an American now." Lieutenant Andrew tried to calm himself. But when he saw ‘Nanbang Sergeant’ getting on the bus again, he could n’t help feeling a little more disgusted with this seemingly respectful Asian native.

It was only after the 'bleeding' pass that the 'Nanbat Sergeant' who re-boarded was relieved. Lieutenant Andrew felt that his opponent had been tense, but relaxed a little after passing the checkpoint.

Getting back on the road, the next journey is relatively easy. At most, the convoy entered the mountains from the banks of the Qingchuan River, and the road became more difficult. But the more you entered the mountain area, the more "Nanbang Sergeant" who was in charge of looking at the map showed more and more excitement.

The driver of the front car of the convoy frowned, because there was no road in the mountain at all. When the convoy stopped at the foot of a mountain, the driver shouted angrily: "This Nangan monkey must be pointing the wrong way. This is definitely not an army station. There are mountains everywhere!"

Lieutenant Andrew also felt that the situation was a bit wrong, although according to the map's instructions, the Nanbang 15th Regiment was indeed located in several mountains near Yunshan City. But the mountainous area where the wind blew in the middle of the night was just as scary as the magic cave of hell.

"Hey ..., have we gone the wrong way?" Captain Andrew asked first in English and then in Korean.

However, the "Nanbang Sergeant" who was still respectful just now ignored the question of the American master this time. He jumped out of the car, reached for a lighter to light a torch, then walked to the front of the continent with a torch and shouted loudly.

"I am the second battalion of the 39th Army, the 116th Division, the 36th and the 47th Regiment of the Volunteer Army, www.readwn.com, and my squad leader is the big one. I came back for reconnaissance, and I brought back six American prisoners, five A truck, a pile of canned meat, a dozen machine guns, several mortars, and a large-caliber heavy artillery.

I'm back, I'm really back! "

The cold wind in the mountains spread this roaring shout far away. Hearing this shout, the American driver of the convoy did not understand what had happened, but Lieutenant Andrew suddenly felt a chill from the soles of his feet and rushed to the top of his head.

"What is this Nanbang monkey shouting? Can he call someone out of this mountain?" Looking at the ‘Nanbang Sergeant’ shouting under the lights, the front-wheel-drive American driver asked Captain Andrew.

Lieutenant Andrew was now sifted and said incoherently: "God, we have been deceived. This man is not a Southern Army soldier. He is a soldier. He is a volunteer."

The voice did not fall, dozens and hundreds of armed soldiers emerged from the grass around the convoy. They were ragged, their faces were thin, and they were shabby. They stayed hungry in the mountains, but their eyes were excited, happy, and ecstatic to see the team.

That means we are rich! 8