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In the military lunch box, the compressed biscuits and dark chocolate have been cut open, and it is very sticky, with vegetables sandwiched in the middle.
Yun Qian glanced at it, smelled it, and shook his head decisively.
It looks like it doesn't know how to have a small mouth, and the taste and smell are very strange, and it definitely doesn't taste good.
Zhang Feng shook his head with a wry smile and did not force her to try it.
tasty? That is definitely impossible.
However, it can replenish sufficient energy, and the slightly hot sticky paste can be easily accepted by the gastrointestinal tract and easier to absorb. Moreover, the effects of vegetables and the sugar in chocolate are both necessary for the body.
General Zhang Feng took the lunch box from the fire, let it cool for a while, and then put it into his mouth.
The mixed taste was very difficult to swallow, but he didn't care. It would be a luxury to be able to eat such food every day on the battlefield. Although it is not delicious, it is better than the dry compressed biscuits that are swallowed down the throat.
As for Yun Qian's refusal to eat, Zhang Feng chuckled. After two hungry meals, she knew how luxurious it was to eat food that looked unappetizing and smelled even more nauseating.
After filling his stomach, Zhang Feng looked at her with soft eyes. He understood in his heart what Yun Qian was worried about.
Then he said: "Yun Qian, I know what you are worried about. I also want to perform the operation as soon as possible. After all, there is such a time bomb stuffed in my head, and I am always worried about it exploding. This kind of feeling It doesn't feel good. But I really have no choice now. I can't leave Gigolo and Johnson here. I led them to form the Huangquan mercenary group. I can't patronize myself when life and death are at stake. Let them face the enemy alone? If that’s the case, am I still a human being? What do you think? If that’s the case, will you still like me?”
Hearing this, Yun Qian sighed and nodded.
She didn't understand what Zhang Feng said. But people are always selfish, and feelings are even more biased. Although she understood, she was more worried about Zhang Feng's safety.
Although she knew it was selfish of her to think this way, she couldn't help but think about it.
His hand unconsciously touched his belly and said: "
I understand. But I..."
Zhang Feng didn't let her say any more. She could think some things in her heart, but she must not say them out.
"I know, I know everything! Yun Qian, I promise you, when this matter is over, I will go to the surgery with you obediently. Also, it won't take long for the battle here to start, so I'll ask Zhao Qiang to pick you up. You'd better go back to Lu Dawang's lost house. It's safe there, but it's too dangerous here."
"No! I won't leave!" Yun Qian shook her head firmly, "I won't leave no matter what you say, I will stay by your side! Don't persuade me!"
"You..." Zhang Feng was speechless, but finally said without refusal: "This matter is non-negotiable!"
He put his arms around Yun Qian's shoulders and said emotionally: "Yun Qian, I can't lose you, let alone put you in a dangerous situation! So there is no need to consider this matter."
After saying that, he ignored Yun Qian's reaction, turned over and fell directly to the ground, rested his arms on his pillow, closed his eyes, and started to sleep.
… … … … … …
The vanguard of the Death Scythe mercenary group finally connected with the large force brought by Joseph.
There were three hundred mercenaries in the vanguard sent out, but now when they met, there were only one hundred left! A total of two hundred people were lost.
The most frustrating thing is that after paying the price of two hundred mercenaries, you don't even know who the other party is or which organization he belongs to.
Moreover, he was led by others from beginning to end, and the other party paid a negligible price to achieve this.
The mercenaries brought by Joseph, the leader of the Death Scythe Mercenary Group, numbered a thousand! This shows how determined he is to win the gold mine in the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group's camp.
After the rendezvous, Joseph did not order the troops to move forward, but stayed in place to let the exhausted mercenaries rest.
His personality is exactly the opposite of that of his younger brother Mayweather, who is extremely cautious and suspicious.
So the first thing to do when they get together is to let Mayweather and Boris report. They must find out who their opponent is this time.
In the temporary marching tent, Mayweather stood idly.
Boris stood aside respectfully, his head lowered.
Joseph, who was sitting on the chair, looked rather ugly. He had lost two hundred mercenaries. Although this loss did not hurt his mercenaries, it still made him feel pain.
"Mayweather, tell me, what's going on? Why do we suffer so much loss?"
"Brother! You can't blame me for this. The opponent is so elusive that you don't even know when he will show up." Mayweather argued.
"Don't call me big brother. I don't have a stupid brother like you! Don't you have a brain? Are you hiding? Are you kidding? As a commander, why didn't you make the right judgment in time?" Joseph roared angrily. .
Mayweather hesitated for a long time and couldn't explain what was going on. He could only lower his head and look at his toes.
Joseph glared at him fiercely, his eyes fell on Boris's face, and said, "Boris, tell me!"
"Yes, leader!" Boris agreed, secretly thinking that it was finally time for him to show off.
"He is such a leader! First of all, we must confirm the first point. There are not many people in the opponent's mercenary group. At least there are not many people who can attack the vanguard of our Death Scythe mercenary group! But every enemy is a master and is good at Jungle special operations, this is also an important reason why the opponent causes casualties to us when we are outnumbered.
The second point is that the opponent's commander is very clever and uses frontal feints to attract our attention. Then they attacked us from three directions: left, right and rear. The rhythm of the attack was very well controlled. When we wanted to counterattack, we decisively withdrew our troops, giving us no chance of catching up! After we broke through, they came back to bite us hard, completely preventing us from resting!
Captain Joseph, I think it is these two reasons why the leading troops of our Death Scythe Mercenary Group suffered such heavy casualties. "
After hearing his analysis, Joseph leaned back on the chair, touching his stubbled chin with his fingers, his face gloomy, not knowing what he was thinking.
Seeing his thoughtful look, Boris closed his mouth knowingly. Mayweather, on the other hand, seemed very unconvinced. He kept rubbing his toes on the ground and mumbling something he knew he was talking about.