Zhao Gongming walked up to Liao Mingyu with a smile and gave him a thumbs up sincerely:

"Brother Liao, it's not easy. I occasionally deal with them in Dali and Kunming. I really admire you for being able to make these high-minded guys be so polite to you. I'm really impressed."

Liao Mingyu smiled and said nothing. There was nothing to be proud of. After all, respect must be earned by oneself.

"Brother Zhao, let's not talk too much. Have all the supplies been delivered this time?"

"Why don't I care about your brother's affairs? Look, it's all here. I'm also confused, why do the superiors favor you so much? It's the so-called direct lineage of the direct lineage, the 200th Division directly under the head of state.

I have never been treated like you."

As he spoke, Zhao Gongming handed over the list of supplies for this time.

In fact, the supplies sent this time were basically what Liao Mingyu exchanged from the system, and they were not at all the same as what the head of state received.

600 105mm artillery shells.

1,000 Type 92 infantry artillery shells.

1,500 mortar shells of various types.

500 German-made S-type mines.

20 sets of scr-536 walkie-talkies.

40 dry batteries.

800 pairs of gas masks.

200 boxes of antibiotics.

There are also syringes, binoculars, military phones, marching kettles, compressed biscuits, firearm cleaning oil, empty magazines for various firearms, German 4x scopes, etc... There are even kerosene lighters, simple marching tents and the like.

sundries.

In addition to weapons exchange, the system mall also has a military sundries exchange column. This time, except for artillery shells, most of what Liao Mingyu exchanged were these auxiliary materials. For the increasing number of troops, these sundries are no less important than weapons and equipment.

This batch of supplies cost him more than 15,000 points. Some time ago, he had easily earned 8,000 points and lost them. Now he has less than 6,000 points left. Alas, this stupid system doesn't issue point tasks.

Let yourself earn some.

"Brother Zhao, those things I asked you to bring for me last time... did you bring them?"

Liao Mingyu quietly pulled Zhao Gongming aside and said to him with a somewhat unnatural expression.

"What did I say? Remember it, haha."

"That's good, that's good."

Zhao Gongming brought Liao Mingyu to his car, pointed to a large suitcase in the car and said:

"They're all here, hello, my brother Liao, look at you... just some women's clothes, lipstick, stockings and shoes, but how mysterious are they?"

"It's normal for you to be in this situation. Don't be embarrassed. Some senior officers on the front line have asked us errand runners to bring some personal belongings. By the way, these are all for our sister-in-law, right? Haha, we are all men, we all understand.

"

Being exposed, Liao Mingyu couldn't help but blush. He was right, he brought this all to Xiao Zui. After all, what woman doesn't like these things?

Zenda was a small place and couldn't buy much. After all, it was his own woman. Liao Mingyu adhered to the idea of ​​​​buying good products when he wanted to buy them, so he asked Zhao Gongming to bring him these women's products.

"By the way, Brother Liao, I see you drive yourself. How can this be consistent with your status? How about I send you two drivers here?"

Sensing Liao Mingyu's embarrassment, Zhao Gongming rolled his eyes and changed the topic empathetically. He laughed secretly. This Brother Liao is really interesting. He didn't expect to be so thin-skinned about matters between men and women.

"I was just about to tell you this. My army still has a few towed artillery. Without a driver, the truck has become a display. If the artillery wants to move its position, I have to drive it myself to tow it. What do you think this is?

It’s really troublesome to not be able to teach a driver in a short while.”

Liao Mingyu explained helplessly. He has never been able to let go of this matter.

"That's easy to say, um... let's do this. I'll transfer a transport platoon for you. There are about 10 veterans who can drive cars. I won't be able to give you a car. You need approval from the boss."

Zhao Gongming patted his chest and said very proudly. For him, such a trivial matter as the dispatch of grassroots personnel was a piece of cake for him.

"It's enough to have someone else. How can I ask for your car? Haha! Don't leave today either. I'll be the host tonight and we two will have a nice drink."

"Haha, okay, I've been thinking about your dinner for a long time."

Liao Mingyu happily hooked his shoulder. This is really the God of Wealth. He will give you whatever you want. No matter what, I will not come home until I get drunk tonight!

…

In the evening, Liao Mingyu took Zhao Gongming to a small restaurant in the town for a meal. He called Meng Fan, and Ah Yi and several others accompanied him. While changing glasses, he offered the God of Wealth two more small yellow croakers.

, so happy that Zhao Gongming’s small eyes almost narrowed into slits.

After having a full meal and drinking, he bid farewell to the God of Wealth. Liao Mingyu thought about whether he should go to Xiao Zui's place.

He sent away Meng Fan and the others and drove alone to the door of Xiao Zui's house.

Because the alley in front of Xiaozui's house was narrow and it was difficult for the jeep to turn around when driving in, Liao Mingyu simply parked the car on the main street and walked forward slowly carrying the large suitcase.

Before turning into the alley, Liao Mingyu was keenly aware of some sounds over there. Logically speaking, this place is still more than 50 meters away from Xiaozui's house. It is impossible for ordinary people to detect anything from such a distance. But Liao Mingyu could clearly understand it at this moment.

I could hear the movement in that direction, and even the soft voices could be heard clearly.

This was probably one of the abilities that the gene-enhancing potion gave him, which was to enhance his senses. He slowed down and quietly walked around the corner.

"Third brother, is this the one you're talking about?"

A tall and thin man squatted at Xiao Zui's door, peeking in through the crack in the door obscenely.

"Shhh, Er Mazi, please keep your fucking voice down. This is the place, and the women there are so cool. Last time I heard Zhang Hunchback say that this woman started working as a prostitute, but I don't know why she stopped doing it later.

.”

Another short and fat figure looked around cautiously, but saw no one in the dark alley. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and continued to speak: "If we can give her a good deal tonight, then...

Not happy?"

Er Mazi, who was squatting on the ground, said with some fear: "I've heard him say this too. It seems that some regiment leader has tricked her. Third brother, will we be killed if we do too much unrighteousness?"

ah."

The short and fat man shouted and slapped him on the head, and said angrily: "You are so full of jingles, you want to take the top prize!"

Er Mazi held his head and said aggrievedly: "Aren't I afraid that the regiment leader will come back and find us? You said that if he really catches us, our nine lives won't be enough."

"Damn it, you big-headed devil. You talk a lot. We did it and ran away without anyone noticing. Who the hell knows?"

The short, fat man said to Er Mazi "educating" him with hatred. He was obviously a spermatozoon and could no longer care about so much.

"Besides, what's the shortest thing to do these days? Soldiers, that regiment commander might die on the battlefield one day. We're so scared of short-lived people like that! Come here quickly, I'll step on you first

Turn on your back and open the door for you."

"What's wrong with you? Why are you staring at me? I'm being stepped on. You can't do anything."

"Third...Third brother...behind you."

Er Mazi looked at the position behind the pudgy man with a look of horror.

The short, fat man turned his head in confusion and saw a tall man standing behind him.

"You...which one are you!?"

"I am the short-lived captain you mentioned."

"Bang!" A punch hit the short fat man's temple hard! The short fat man groaned and fell to the ground without moving, with only one leg left twitching.

Liao Mingyu's powerful punch directly shattered the skull on his temple. Blood covered his face, and it looked like he would not survive.

Liao Mingyu looked at his blood-stained fists and was a little surprised at his own strength. He didn't expect that he could kill someone with one punch with all his strength. The pain that the gene-enhancing potion caused him that day was not in vain.

"Oh my god!"

Er Mazi next to him was so frightened that he peed his pants, screamed and ran away.

"bump!"

How could Liao Mingyu give him a chance? He quickly took out his pistol and shot him in the thigh.

"Ah...Sir, don't kill me. I didn't mean to come here. It's all him. He tricked me into coming here."

Er Mazi hugged her legs and couldn't stop wailing on the ground.

Liao Mingyu walked up to him and stepped hard on his wound with his foot.

"Ah, it hurts! Sir, have mercy on me, have mercy on me!"

"I won't kill you today. The reason why I spare your life is because I want you to give others a warning."

Liao Mingyu's cold voice was like a warning sound. He picked up Er Mazi with one hand and stared at him fiercely with murderous eyes.

"Whoever dares to take advantage of her again will end up lying on the ground!"
Chapter completed!