Running Man Live, I'm Angkor

The foreign reporters were very persistent, "Crooked? Walter? Why was that officer punished, did he do anything wrong?"

A reporter with knowledge of this history explained to them, "In the army, we pay attention to the three principles of discipline and eight orientations, and no prisoners are allowed to be shot."

"That's good." The foreign reporters were all nodding their heads, boasting that they were humanistic, and that they were so benevolent and righteous back then.

But the next moment, they changed their faces.

What?

"All the catches go to the public? Oh, NO! Are you kidding me?"

"No, what I said is true."

"Oh, you sell high! The army is too overbearing, right? Will the soldiers agree to this?"

"Personal property is sacrosanct," said a British journalist.

"The spoils of war should belong to the individual," said other journalists.

"I can't imagine that such an army can actually win? In our UK, collecting trophies is a tradition, a law handed down from the age of knights. Even Her Majesty the Queen can't deny it, ** people are too ignorant of human rights! "

It was specially sent by Wu Li, and several of the hostesses sitting on the sidelines pouted, "You know shit! If we don't do this, can we win that war?"

When it comes to the older generation of soldiers, there is no dissatisfaction, that is what all ** people are proud of.

** Soldier, awesome!

The older generation of old ** soldiers, even more awesome!

On the screen, Deng Chao touched the potatoes in the bowl, sat next to Chen Chichi and looked at him, "I know you, what's your name?"

Chapter 1064 Cut off the meal, see off the wine

"I, my name is Wang Jincun." Zhu He Xiaoshou replied, as if it takes a lot of courage to give a name. He kept his head down and didn't dare to lift it up, but kept his head down and wrote.

"Wang Jincun?" Deng Chao repeated, "Jin Cun, a good name, is a wealthy name. Unlike me, Guzidi, it sounds like a slap in the face."

While talking, Deng Chao picked up a potato, peeled the skin and asked Chen Chichi, "You know you're a literate person, what are you doing?"

"Cultural Instructor."

Deng Chao glanced at the pen in his hand, "When I come in, I'll see you write here. When you wake up, you still write. What are you writing?"

"Family letter." Chen Chichi spit out two words weakly.

Deng Chao smiled, "Writing for my daughter-in-law?"

Chen Chichi didn't answer.

Deng Chao looked at him playfully, and pulled at the red scarf on Chen Chichi's neck, "This... is woven by the little daughter-in-law?"

"kindness."

Deng Chao, who received the answer, withdrew his right hand and picked up the potato skins again, "I heard that there is a cultural instructor in the first battalion who urinated when he was on the summit. He should be severely punished by military law, is that you?"

Chen Chichi stopped writing, his originally low head was even lower, he didn't dare to raise his head like a quail, and wished he could dig his head into the ground.

"Not you?" Deng Chao took a bite of the potato.

Chen Chichi tilted his head to the side.

Deng Chao snorted, "It's no big deal for you, you pee when you pee." After saying that, he slapped Chen Chichi's shoulder, stood up and looked at the hole in the roof, "Who is not afraid of death? Huh? Flying guns on the scalp, running grenades under the pants, even the gods have to pee."

In the flashing picture again, Zheng Da's alien face appeared on the screen, and Xiaobao, dressed as a security guard, pinned the bugle wrapped with red rope, and brought in a basin of foot-washing water.

Da Da took off the old leather shoes she was wearing, put her feet in, and closed her eyes as she gasped.

The camera turned to the left, Deng Chao, who was sitting at the table, was eating a small drink and a vermicelli.On the top of the plate, there are also two pieces of pork that are as long as fingers.This thing was rare in those years, and unless a soldier happened to come across it, he would not be able to eat it once a year.

Deng Chao knew in his heart that this was a meal.Except before sending off the dead, I didn't give it like that.As the head of the regiment buckled and shrank, after wiping his asshole, he wished he could take two more bites. It wasn't his turn to work hard and he wouldn't give him this meal.If you can't eat it yourself, can you give it to him?Go dream!

Things did not exceed expectations. Zheng Dai, who finally pressed his feet into the hot water basin, raised his head, looked at his back and said, "Don't misunderstand the meaning of the regiment, pushing you to the front is for you. I have personally seen the terrain of the old kiln, the terrain is good, and it is a lot higher than the north bank.”

Deng Chao didn't turn his head, and he didn't make any noise. Just like Chen Chichi before, he immersed himself in the food and refilled himself with wine while eating.

What a good thing to say, I have seen it myself, the terrain is good, and it is a lot higher than the North Shore.A chunk higher?Be bombarded, I was raised by my stepmother.

Keep eating.

Aya is still talking, "The topography of the old kiln is very important. Our extension is all under its nose. Whoever stays there will take advantage."

Pooh!

That's a live rake.

Anyone with a bit of military common sense shook their heads. Isn't this a lie?

Zheng Dai looked at Deng Chao who couldn't answer, "I originally thought that two companies would be transferred from the second battalion. But now, the land blocking area has been expanded, and I really can't break the manpower. Do you understand what I mean?"

Deng Chao didn't care, he continued to eat, the vermicelli and the small wine gnawed straight.

Zheng Dai's face couldn't hold back, "Hey! Did you hear me?"

Deng Chao stopped his chopsticks, drank the last gu wine, turned around and sat opposite Zheng Da.

"It's really fragrant!" Deng Chao pondered for a while, and glanced at the soles of the shoes with a mocking gaze, "Look, the girls only grind this place when they walk, and your feet are not changed?"

"Say something serious." Zheng Dai didn't look at him. "If you have any requirements, you can quickly mention it. I can satisfy you, and try my best to satisfy you."

Deng Chao smiled and asked tentatively, "That's what you said. I don't have any decent firepower on hand right now, so you have to match me with Mark Qin."

Zheng Dai looked up at him, and tugged the laces of his leather shoes to both sides, "I... give you two heavy machine guns, plus [-] rounds of ammunition."