Bright sword: the rise from the escrow quilt factory

Chapter 239 Gold Pen
Li Yunlong hummed a ditty and returned to the guard station.

First, the cooking class was arranged to prepare a table of good dishes for Shen Quan, and the reward promised to him could not be lost.

Later, Li Yunlong arranged for the cooking class to prepare another table of dishes.

It was a double blessing for Li Yunlong that the team had just successfully broken through and could continue to stay in the guard group, so he decided to celebrate.

As for the head's disagreement?
The guard group has only one head until now, and that is Li Yunlong.

Once Li Yunlong spoke, how could anyone dare to disobey?

Li Yunlong carried two bottles of Jinzhou Old Fen Liquor and walked into the tent humming a little song.

"Report to Commander Zhao, the guard Li Yunlong was ordered to report! Please give instructions!" Li Yunlong stood outside the tent and shouted.

"What the hell are you pretending to be in front of me! Get the hell out of me!" Zhao Gang cursed from inside the tent.

Li Yunlong laughed twice, walked in quickly, and saluted Zhao Gang: "Leader, if you need help, just tell me, and I will help you."

"Snapped!"

Zhao Gang slapped the pen on the table fiercely, and scolded: "Li Yunlong, you are sincerely embarrassing me, don't you? What kind of big-tailed eagle are you pretending to be in front of me!"

Immediately, Zhao Gang looked at the broken pen in his hand, and felt distressed all over his face.

Li Yunlong didn't care, "Isn't it just a pen? Then I will give you a new pen with a gold border!"

"As long as you return the gold-edged pen, I'll be satisfied if you can find me a pencil." Zhao Gang said in a contemptuous tone.

While speaking, Li Yunlong had already packed his things elsewhere.

"Hey, what are you doing! I'm counting our losses after the war!" Zhao Gang said anxiously.

Li Yunlong didn't bother to answer, and directly handed out the wine bottle on the table.

"There are so many things, just talk about it!"

As he said that, Li Yunlong pulled a chair casually, sat down with his legs crossed, looked at Zhao Gang and said with a smile, "Let's report, Commander Zhao."

Zhao Gang became angry at once, pointing at Li Yunlong and shouting: "I said it's okay if you don't make some mistakes, at least you look like the head of the regiment, but you made mistakes?
The market is still rising, and those who don't know think you are a teacher! "

"Leader, please criticize and give instructions!" Li Yunlong immediately stood up and said.

"Where is your kid talking so much nonsense, sit down for me!" Seeing Li Yunlong's constant swearing at the leader, Zhao Gang felt so shabby in his heart.

"Reporting to the head of the group, I dare not be humble!" Li Yunlong saluted.

"Old Li, what the hell are you pretending to be? You brought all the fucking wine? You think I don't know what you want to do?" Zhao Gang said angrily.

Li Yunlong suddenly laughed: "We are not accompanying the new team..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Gang's eyes swept over, seeing that if he continued to speak in that posture, Zhao Gang would directly start swearing.

"We're not going to have a good drink with our old comrade-in-arms." Li Yunlong said with a smile.

Zhao Gang was a little helpless, got up and brought two bowls from the side, and signaled Li Yunlong to sit down.

Then, the smell of a meal came from outside the tent, and the people from the cooking team brought up all the meals.

All of them are roast chicken, fried peanuts, and braised pork, which have become standard dishes in the guard regiment.

Li Yunlong immediately burst into laughter, sat down on the chair, and signaled Zhao Gang to pour the wine: "Come on, fill it up! I haven't had a drink for a long time!"

Zhao Gang laughed angrily when he heard the words: "Why do I feel like I was downgraded and punished? Who do you want me to talk to?"

Having said that, Zhao Gang still opened a bottle of wine and filled it up for Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong didn't answer, picked up the wine bowl and drank it down in one gulp, and then poured himself three more bowls of wine before laughing in satisfaction.

Seeing that Li Yunlong had been drinking and not talking, Zhao Gang became impatient: "You still drink, are you finished?"

Li Yunlong didn't care when he heard the words: "Then it depends on who says that I won't be allowed to drink."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Zhao Gang suddenly became interested.

"If it was Zhao Tuan who spoke, then I wouldn't dare to drink it immediately, and stand behind you obediently." Li Yunlong smiled and said: "If it's an old comrade-in-arms...

Speaking of this, Li Yunlong deliberately sold off.

"What if it's an old comrade-in-arms?" Zhao Gang asked.

"Then according to my understanding, you think that I don't drink enough, and you want me to drink two more sips. Is that what you mean?" Li Yunlong said a little rascally.

Zhao Gang was also laughed at by Li Yunlong's slick tongue: "I think you'd better just drink to death! I don't understand, you are the only one special in the whole group?"

Not to be outdone, Li Yunlong said, "Why didn't you say that I was the only one in the regiment who was demoted? I have made so many achievements, but I still have to be a guard in the end.

Just for this point, you can't let me drink some wine to relieve boredom, will you let me live? "

"You asked for it yourself, kid! Obediently obey orders, how can there be such a thing now?" Zhao Gang sneered.

"Don't say it's the brigade commander, I won't regret it even if I give it to my master!" Li Yunlong said sharply: "You little devil, if you want to be a prisoner of war, you have to persuade him with nice words?

If he dared to shoot at Lao Tzu's soldiers, Lao Tzu gave him face, didn't he? "

Zhao Gang was a little helpless, he knew Li Yunlong was good at protecting the calf, and he didn't want to get entangled with him on this matter.

"Not much to say, let's talk about some serious business. We have achieved a good result in this battle. Just talking about our guard group, the casualties are no more than a hundred!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Gang's tone was a little excited: "Leaving aside the harvested materials, our guard group has more than 1700 people after going through several battles.

Li Yunlong nodded slightly: "The little devil's logistics will be destroyed by us. If he can't achieve this record, I, Li Yunlong, just find a piece of tofu and kill myself."

Zhao Gang said again: "I heard that the 1st Battalion and the 2nd Battalion held a competition to kill the enemy, and the two battalions were evenly matched.

Although the 1st Battalion killed more enemies, I heard that Zhang Dabiao conceded the defeat in the end, because Shen Quan captured two lieutenant generals, and they have met to continue the competition in the next battle! "

Zhao Gang took a sip of wine and continued: "This kind of momentum is very good. It can mobilize the atmosphere of the whole regiment and increase the enthusiasm of the soldiers."

"That's right, those are the soldiers brought out by Lao Tzu!" Li Yunlong boasted: "A strong general has no weak soldiers under his command, so I'm talking about Lao Tzu!"

As they talked, the two of them drank too much, and the two old comrades breathed out alcohol and bragged.

"Pour wine!" Zhao Gang slammed the table vigorously and shouted at Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong looked at Zhao Gang, who was slightly drunk, and said with a smile: "You are the only kid in the whole group who dares to ask me to pour you wine."

As he spoke, Li Yunlong picked up the wine bottle and filled it up for Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang picked up the wine bowl, drank it all in one gulp, and breathed out, "Old Li, when will you give me the gold-edged fountain pen you promised me?

Damn, I was so angry with you that my pen was broken. "

(End of this chapter)