"If you want to talk about me, Takeuchi Lianshan's room is really good. Look how clean they are, damn it! Is there a photo wall?"

Long Weng walked into the office of Takeuchi's Tree Fort casually. Taking advantage of the time when the Japanese army suspended the attack, he had the opportunity to come to the other party's nest to inspect.

Takeuchi Renshan's office is also his living room. It is simple and tidy. Apart from some necessary office and daily necessities, there is nothing else in the room. What makes people remember most is the photos on the wall.

"Why does this kid look like a ghost? He has a small eye and is uneasy and kind-hearted."

Milong commented on the photo wall. I don’t know what the old boy thought, and hung all the photos of his wife and children and when he was young on the wall.

In addition to the photo wall, there are various maps and combat reports. This guy is worthy of being a civil engineering project. The most common thing in the entire office is the various engineering drawings drawn, which are marked in detail on how he dug through the Nantianmen.

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Like other Japanese people's tunes, there is a plaster flag behind the desk, and there is a samurai sword that I didn't have time to take away.

Long Weng curiously took the warrior down and gestured. The decoration and production craftsmanship were slightly better than the average lieutenant sword, but it was far inferior to the high-end products with jade and purple ropes in the group seat.

The 94-style assistant sabre is made of pure industrial products and molds. There are still a lot of this kind of knife corps warehouse. It seems that the old man Takeuchi is not a famous family, and his sword is so ugly.

After playing with Long's article for a while, he lost interest. He turned his head and saw that Milong actually took off the photos one by one and put them away. Why does this kid still have such a bad taste?

"What are you doing with that thing?" Long Weng also grabbed a photo and carefully observed it: "This old boy is thin and his wife has some jokes."

"What are the good things about Japanese girls? Get this reward. If the team leader doesn't give it to me, he will sell it on the black market. A photo of the Japanese is definitely worth a lot of money!"

The mysterious dragon said treacherously that based on his years of experience in the black market, this thing has definitely had its value.

"The turtle cover is not found, so Mo Zi can't find it. Don't officials have watches and gold bars?"

"You go and see if there is anything under the bed. I don't believe it anymore."

Bula and Yaoma are still searching for things while searching for something. Why is Takeuchi so poor that he is so poor that he has nothing to do in the house?

"Fuck!" Long Weng kicked Bula in anger, and was too lazy to care about their beastly behavior, so he searched in his own room.

"Damn it, I found a place to store food below, which is enough for us to eat for several months." At this time, Dong Dao ran over to report.

"It's not important to eat. We will be guarding for two days at most. We will move more ammunition out. Did you see the bunker outside the gate? An Ji Ting's 92 style passed, and the next wave of Japanese attack will be more intense, and the defense line will be extended.

Go out and don't let them get within 20 meters."

Long Weng didn't care about what they were eating. Anyway, their team leader would fight tomorrow at most. Now the main thing is to defend yourself and kill as much as possible. They are the hiding flowers that exploded in the center.

But what he didn't know was that in the original time and space they almost lost their lives for this food.

"I know."

Dong Dao immediately took the order and arranged the arrangement. Long Weng was very satisfied with this rigorous and serious man. The order he ordered would be implemented immediately, unlike the two robbers who were rummaging through boxes and cabinets, Taoist priests chanting Buddhist scriptures... they were not doing their job properly.

"You want to slap, ask some brothers to blow up the passage below again. I want you to guarantee that the Japanese can't blow up the place you explode with explosives. Do you hear that? Don't fuck it over!"

Long Weng kicked him again, and Yaoma reluctantly walked out with his helmet.

"I know, blow up the passage."

After seeing Long Wen's malicious eyes, Bu La quickly stood up. The footprints behind his butt had not been slapped off, so he didn't want to get another kick.

"Fry the eggs, there is not much water anymore. Go and see if there is still some under the tree fortress. We are still leaning against the river. If you are thirsty, then the brothers who died of guns will not laugh at us?

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After driving these two annoying guys out, Long Weng looked at the things in the room again. At this time, a communication device that looked like a walkie-talkie caught his attention.

"What's this? This is...well? A radio speaker?"

He was knowledgeable and immediately recognized what object it was. After fiddling for a long time, he finally turned on the switch. The loudspeaker on the top of the tree immediately made a harsh noise.

"Hey! Takeuchi Renshan! Can you hear it?"

His voice came from the speaker immediately. With the blessing of the loudspeaker, his obscene laughter echoed on the South Heaven Gate.

Haha! This is a good thing, and it’s hard to vomit blood without taking it.

"Hit up your chicken baby~uh...wow, hello~ that dragon Wendes, hehe! Hello, Japanese friends!"

The sudden bad Japanese language caused the Japanese on the position to temporarily put down their work, and they all listened to the extremely unpleasant shouting with a confused look on their faces.

"Captain Takeuchi, you should be able to understand Chinese? If you don't understand, go find an interpreter. First of all, I would like to thank you for preparing so many weapons and ammunition for us so that we can be happy

Shoot you little chicks…”

"Oh, Takeuchi, we are also old rivals. This time I finally saw your appearance clearly. I'm not tall and thin. Oh, who is the woman next to me? Is it your daughter? Not like

You old man can give birth to it."

"Is it your wife? Then you are not worthy of others. You are pretty good at small figure. Why don't you bring her here for me to enjoy it too? Hahaha..."

At the top of Nantianmen Mountain, the extremely unpleasant sound of Long Wenwen resounded. The volume was so loud that even the other side of the river could hear his voice.

Adhering to the idea that only by knowing oneself and the other can one win every battle, Takeuchi Lianshan has been immersed in Chinese culture for many years, and can roughly understand what the Dragon article wants to express.

But at this moment, Takeuchi hoped that he could not understand. Every word that bastard said hurt his heart and all the pain points he had.

"How can I repair it!"

With a bang, Takeuchi broke the tea cup. At this moment, he was so angry that he was furious that Long Weng was so angry that his reason had been slowly swallowed by anger.

"Order the Fifth Battalion to launch an attack immediately from the backscene surface! The Fourth Battalion assists in the frontal feint attack, special bullets! Apply special bullets to me!!"

"Hi."

Takeuchi looked at the direction of the tree castle with grim eyes, and his resentful expression wanted to eat his flesh alive. If his eyes could kill people, then Long Weng might have been cut into pieces.

No matter what, anger has made him no longer calm. Takeuchi now wants to rush to the top of the mountain to tear the bastard who is talking to him to pieces.

In addition to the three brigades on the front line that cannot move, he still has at least 2,500 people to mobilize. He will definitely kill those rats and turn the Nantianmen into a iron plate again!

But what he didn't know was that he was falling into the trap carefully designed by Long Wen and Liao Mingyu for him...

"By the way, I have to tell you something. Two months ago, I brought someone to bomb your artillery position. Last time, I cut off the head of the Lotus Town, and this time it was me. Hehe, our team leader said, do good things.

Leave a name, I have to report to you one by one if I have the chance this time.”

Long Weng was holding the microphone and not letting go, and continued to disgust Takeuchi Renshan. Aren't he planning to attack? Then add some information to him.

"I'll tell you, today..."

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

Before Long Wen's words were finished, we were welcoming a bombardment, and the shells exploded and the firepower point in the distance began to roar again.

"Haha! This old guy can't hold back anymore. Grandpa, please keep me in defense!" Long Weng shouted excitedly and hurriedly looked outside the observation hole.

"Damn it, Xiao Dongyang called from behind!" Bula suddenly shouted.

Long Weng was wondering how no Japanese were charging ahead. It turned out that they learned their lesson this time and actually attacked from the back slope.
Chapter completed!