Roaming In The World Of Film And Television

Chapter 116

Yu Xiaoqing’s promise is not only a promise, but also a recognition.

Bean cakes, yangdanzi, and the unnamed soldiers underneath looked at Lieutenant Lin who sat back and continued to fiddle with the seven or nine rifle.

Meng annoyed and dragged his lame forward for two steps: “If I were Yu Xiaoqing, I would have shot you.”

Lin Yue glanced at him: “Unfortunately you are not.”

Veterinarian Hao stared at the second floor with his hands upside down: “Lin Yue, you are too reckless. This is because Officer Yu has a good temper. If you change to an official position, the goose is afraid that you will lose your life.”

“Master, I thank you for your concern.”

Reckless?

nonexistent.

Who is Yu Xiaoqing? Obviously he is a wayward second-generation official, but he has to pretend that he is thirsty and jealous. Now he comes to the shelter to recruit people. If he fires a shot in the sky and makes a big move, what is that impassioned statement? Didn’t the effort to create a vigorous atmosphere be a waste of all previous efforts?

This guy respects Yue Pengju the most in his life. Who does he like?

People who speak vigorously and walk loudly, ambitious and vigorous, most hate standing and sitting, sitting and sitting, wretched generations, just like these broken soldiers in the detention station, and all the spirits they show will be elevated by him. Have a look.

It was precisely because of Yu Xiaoqing’s character that he came here for what, after seeing the wild goose hitting the muzzle, he dared to use this method to brush up his sense of existence.

When Lin Yue talked to Veterinarian Hao, Li Wula slipped to the door of Yuedong, picked up the wild goose that had fallen on the ground, and ran out. Unexpectedly, he rushed forward and pressed Li Wula: “Wang Ba has a dripping lid, I want to eat thiol.”

Snake ran over with a kitchen knife in his ass: “Let go, let go.”

Kang Ya took the opportunity to kick back a few times, and a group of people noisily snatched the wild goose from Li Wula’s hand, leaving him only a handful of hair.

Milong looked up at his northeast fellow in the hammock, and spit on the ground.

Snake ass boiled a pot of soup, and everyone was given a thumb-sized piece of meat. Lin Yue drank half of the bowl and poured the rest to a wounded soldier. When he was about to go back to his bed for a nap, he found that he was secretly trying to take a nap. Take out yesterday’s canned sardines and mix the oil and water into the soup.

Bird soup with fish sauce.

What smell…

He couldn’t imagine.

But the thief who wants to eat is happy, as if the dirty surface of the jar is filled with the most delicious food in the world.

…

at dusk.

The snake butt boiled the water in the pottery urn, because I felt that Yu Xiaoqing’s statement was sitting in the courtyard and writing poetry, watching Lin Yue, who had been sleeping all afternoon, walked towards the gate of the moon cave.

“Um…Lin Yue, it’s already late, what are you going to do?”

Lin Yueyang raised the gun in his hand: “Practice the gun.”

After speaking, he walked forward without looking back.

Not long after he left, an angry roar went straight up.

“Where’s my knife? Who stole my knife?”

After leaving Zenda City, he walked to Jiqipo and blew the whistle at the place he had agreed with Batun.

The night was like ink, the water was gurgling, and the Nantian Gate was like a giant beast. Sometimes lights swept across the bridge leading to the opposite bank. It was a vehicle carrying supplies heading to Myanmar.

I didn’t wait too long, I just listened to the rustling of the grass behind, and a dark shadow rushed out.

I haven’t seen each other for a day, and there is basically no change in the eight meals, except that the hair on his body is stained with mud.

Lin Yue took out the jerky that was found by the quartermaster’s attendant last night and fed it to him. After eating the eight meals, he licked his face with his tongue.

“How are things going to be done to you?”

The dog moved a few steps back and screamed at him back.

Lin Yue put on the all-seeing eye and followed with the gun.

One person and one dog walked in the forest for almost 20 minutes, and Baton’s speed began to slow down, constantly sniffing on the ground.

Lin Yue followed it into a bush and poked his head out slowly.

At this time, a few small red dots appeared in the gray field of vision, he rubbed his head and raised his seven or nine rifle.

Bang!

Bang!

Two gunshots.

The little red dots in the horizon quickly fled, and the birds perched on the branches also fluttered into the sky.

Baton rushed out with a whistling sound, and after a while he turned back the same way, threw a rabbit that had been shot by a bullet in front of Lin Yue, and ran out again when he came back with a second rabbit in his mouth.

Lin Yue carried a rabbit in one hand and walked towards the Nu River.

The rifle is a weapon…Even the old-fashioned Type 79 rifle is more accurate than the revolver used in “Chasing the Dragon”, not to mention that he added 3 points of extra stats and agility as early as when he got the shell gun. Like the gunner profession in some games, the agility attribute really helps to improve the shooting effect.

Peel the skin, put the serum and sort the internal organs, rinse it with Nujiang water, and find some dry wood to light it. Put the rabbit meat on a stick and roast it over the fire.

After a while, the skin turned yellow, the oil dripped drop by drop, the fragrance drifted with the wind, and the drool was drooling after eight meals.

Isn’t it Lin Yue?

No, it should be said that this body is not.

What do you eat in the containment station?

Boiled vegetable leaves.

Pumpkin baked in brine.

Stewed vermicelli.

Rice can only be eaten in the first few days of each month. It is still the “Eight Treasure Rice” mixed with sand, bugs, and rice husks.

The Nu River is still very calm now. Don’t worry about the Japanese shells falling on your head. Lin Yue roasted the cooked rabbit meat, wiped some salt from Qi Mazi’s house, tore off a thigh and threw it to Baton.

Of course, this can’t compare with the roast leg of lamb from Ermalu Huixiangzhai, but he was very satisfied with his food and his nibbling was very clean.

Eat and drink enough and put out the campfire.

Lin Yue threw the other rabbit into the portable space.

The weather in Yunnan is hot and humid. If it is not marinated and fumigated, the meat will quickly decay. Fortunately, he has a space to keep it fresh, which is a great help in storing ingredients.

Sitting by the river for a while, Lin Yue took Baton and walked deep into the forest.

The city of Zenda was about to be eaten up by the soldiers, and the nearby wild animals were killed by hunters seven or eighty-eight. Those who survived either became spirits or fled to the deep mountains and old forests.

Lin Yue is a good shooter, and Batton is a tracker. One person and one dog together is the best hunter.

…

Early the next morning.

Lin Yue came out of the butcher shop with 12 Yuan Dayang, not shying away from the envy of passers-by.

Because of the continuous influx of soldiers, there is no one kilogram of pork in a piece of ocean in Chanda City today, and the rabbit meat and deer meat that hunters get back in the mountains can be sold at a good price.

With eight meals to help now, even if there is no other income, he can still live the life of Wu You.

With big dark circles around the Dongmen market, he stepped into a pawnshop.

Chao Feng, who was wearing a black long coat, thought he had come to pawn guns or military uniforms just like the broken soldiers, and arranged for a buddy to entertain him.

When I walked back from the pawnshop, I thought that there were not many bullets in my hand, so I walked to the alley where the black market arms dealers hid.

The middle-aged people were not there, and the corner was noisy, but the locals hid far away, and none of them dared to go over and watch the fun.

Lin Yue frowned and walked into the alley.