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He gave away six machine guns plus Sun Desheng for nothing.

Ding Wei is at a loss!

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It's lunch time.

With more than 70 soldiers from the cavalry company, the entire regiment headquarters became even more lively.

Now the regiment headquarters of the independent regiment has more than 300 miscellaneous personnel, guard companies and cavalry companies.

The kitchen simply cannot hold so many people, so everyone, including Li Yunlong, can only hold a bowl, or squat, sit or stand in the yard to eat.

In the yard there is a stone mill for milling grain.

This stone grinder is a special dining table for the Spike Team, and Li Yunlong specially approved it.

When the food was served, the Wolf Fang team still ate small stoves for lunch.

Small rice is enough, and there is also a large basin of cabbage stew.

Seeing this scene, the cavalry company commander Sun Desheng immediately became upset.

"Commander, I don't agree." Sun Desheng pointed to the millet rice and a large bowl of cabbage stew on the stone mill, and then pointed to the four people sitting around the stone mill, Wang Yan, and said angrily, "Why should they Is there any meat to eat?"

"That is, why do they have meat to eat? Aren't the officers and men of the Eighth Route Army equal?"

Dozens of new soldiers who had just joined the cavalry company also followed suit.

Li Yunlong smiled and said to Wang Yan: "Consultant Wang, here comes another challenge."

Wang Yan smiled and said nothing, but Wei Dayong patted his chopsticks on the stone roller and stood up.

"Are you new here?" Wei Dayong glared at Sun Desheng fiercely, "You don't know the rules, do you?"

"What rules?" Sun Desheng was not afraid at all, and stared back at Wei Dayong, "Let's listen to it."

Wei Dayong said: "The rule of our independent group is to eat meat if you are capable, and not even drink soup if you are not capable. This is the rule set by the head of the group. What's wrong, you don't agree?"

"You have the ability to eat meat, right?" Sun Desheng said, "Then I will definitely eat this meat."

After finishing speaking, Sun Desheng went straight to the stone mill, and stretched out his hand to take the whole basin away.

"Put it down!" Wei Dayong yelled, and slammed a straight fist, faintly carrying the wind of the fist.

Sun Desheng's expression froze, he immediately took half a step back and stretched out his hand to block it, only to hear a "poof".

Wei Dayong's iron fist was blocked, but Sun Desheng's right wrist was also numb for a while.

Chapter 23 Li Wei

As soon as the expert stretches out his hand, he will know whether it is there.

With just this punch, Sun Desheng knew that he was definitely not Wei Dayong's opponent.

But Sun Desheng was not too worried, because he never won by force.

Sun Desheng has been practicing equestrianism, wrestling, and riding and shooting with Bart's instructor since he was 12 years old. By the time he was 18 years old, he had fought all over the 69th Army Cavalry Regiment without a single opponent.

Sun Desheng has never won by brute force.

Although his strength is actually very strong.

At that moment, Sun Desheng smiled and said, "Brother, you can do it well."

Wei Dayong snorted coldly and said, "Isn't that a bad feeling just now?"

"It's not bad." Sun Desheng said, "If it was heavier, it would be enough to scratch it."

Hearing this, the soldiers of the cavalry company burst into laughter, the company commander is domineering!

Wei Dayong's face turned green, and he immediately said with a smirk: "I hope your skills can be as tough as your mouth!"

While speaking, Wei Dayong hit Sun Desheng's chest again with a straight fist, this time Wei Dayong used all his strength, and he struck with a decisive momentum that was invincible and invincible.

Wang Yan knew it was going to be bad when he saw it.

Wei Dayong's skill is indeed very strong, and he fights seriously, no one is his opponent.

But this guy is too underestimating the enemy. The reason why he was restrained in the prisoner-of-war camp last time was also because he underestimated the enemy.

Sure enough, Sun Desheng dodged sideways, took advantage of the situation and grabbed Wei Dayong's arm and pulled it, and at the same time, with such a slight kick under his feet, Wei Dayong's body flew forward involuntarily.

Wei Dayong was caught off guard by the trick.

After flying forward for three or four meters, Wei Dayong fell heavily to the ground.

Wei Dayong fell like a dog eating shit, his face turned into a liver color in an instant.

Fortunately, Wei Dayong's skin was rough and fleshy, and his body was fine. After turning over and getting up, Wei Dayong's forehead, neck, and arms protruded like earthworm-like veins.

A pair of pupils were also congested and red.

This is obviously a surge of blood, and the real fire has already been fired.

Wang Yan stroked his forehead with his hand, and now he was completely hopeless.

In the battle between masters, the outcome is often within a hair's breadth.

Wei Dayong has lost his composure, and there must be defeat but no victory.

Sure enough, Wei Dayong started to attack blindly after his embarrassment, just wanting to get back to the scene as soon as possible.

The result was that haste makes waste, and Sun Desheng seized the opportunity to hug and throw him.

Wei Dayong fell a vicious buttock this time, and his tailbone collided violently with the ground, causing him to collapse instantly and lose his ability to move.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

Sun Desheng chuckled, and reached out to carry the washbasin.

"Wait!" Wang Yan stretched out his hand to stop Sun Desheng.

"What?" Sun Desheng said, "Don't words count?"

"You haven't knocked me down yet." Wang Yan said, "The leader's original words are that if you want to eat meat, you have to have a skill or beat the king's staff, so maybe just knocking down the monk is not enough."

"Is that what the leader said?" Sun Desheng looked at Li Yunlong after finishing speaking.