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Chapter 163(2/3)

If you wait another year or two, getting a company commander will be just a joke.

When you go home, the court will be in charge of distribution.

In this life, I will be an official.

Wherever you go, you always say something, and everyone around you will fawn over you and greet you with a smile.

When you talk about a daughter-in-law, she must be a lady among all the people.

She must be a beautiful and literate lady!"

"I just like Natasha!"

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Ding San replied unconvinced.

He really likes Natasha, but the old monkey secretly and openly despises the Russian yellow-haired girl.

When it comes to yellow-haired women, they are damn girls.

As long as I give you two boxes of cans, I'll be waiting for you all night.

"Okay, you can do whatever you want, I don't care.

You have two shares in this business, and the money will be settled in two days.

Be careful and don't give all your money to yellow-haired women.

They are different from us. Their eyes are blue, but ours are black.

What do you mean by what the Marshal said? People who are not of my race must have different minds.

You kid, you have to suffer a big loss to know."

The old monkey's anger was obvious, and he got into the tent after speaking.

"Your feet know whether the shoes fit well or not!" Ding San muttered and got into the tent.

"I took the opportunity to go to Moscow a few days ago to see Bayan.

You old bastard, your face was so greasy after eating in the hospital.

At night, I had two female nurses waiting on me.

Sometimes I wonder if this guy is really injured.

New orders came from above to reorganize the Mongolian camp.

He is now a lieutenant colonel and battalion commander, and his treatment is the same as that of a regimental commander.

Damn it, I was the company commander last year, and I am still the company commander now." The old monkey picked up a glass of wine and took a sip.

Start picking peanuts under the oil lamp!

The peanuts were roasted on the iron stove until they were slightly mushy, but when the shells were broken open, the peanut kernels inside were sweet and delicious.

"That's because you don't want to!

The regiment has talked to you several times and wants to promote you to battalion commander. Why don't you do it?

Why are you mumbling here again?

Let me tell you, you are not made to be an official.

The young marshal keeps you by his side, but you must return to the front line and be your junior company commander."

Ding San also sat down and started picking up peanuts.

The peanut shells were peeled off and thrown directly into the furnace.

The orange fire reflected his face, which also turned orange.

"Why……!

Our brains are not very good. Counting on our ancestors, we have never had an official in our eight lifetimes.

We are far from being competitive with those people.

Look at those ghosts who don't know how to die, their heads are sharpening day by day and they are trying to get in.

Which one ends well!

This time I went to Moscow, and the munitions boss came in."

The old monkey picked up a piece of wood from the stove with fire chopsticks and lit the cigarette in his mouth.

Tobacco and alcohol do not separate families, this is the mantra of the old monkey.

If you don't take a few puffs while drinking, you always feel like something is missing.

"Lao Wang went in?

What did you do?" Ding San was stunned. Lao Wang is a good person. He usually doesn't smile or speak when he sees people.

He also took great care in doing things for the doctors. He was the one who took care of Natasha after she left the hospital.

For this, Ding San also gave two pieces of Great China.

That’s his month’s military pay!

"What else could it be, just reselling military supplies.

These days, you have to rely on the mountains to live on, and if you rely on military supplies, what can you do if you don’t have military supplies?"

"Then let's...!" Ding San was worried about the business he was involved in again.

"Otherwise, you are not suitable to be an official.

Our superiors won't really take our trivial matters seriously.

Only those who like to eat alone will commit trouble.

Lao Wang is just too lonely!

When do you only think about your own benefits, the flies want to scrape off the oil in their stomachs?

If nothing happens to him, who the hell will?

We have been brothers for many years, and I still ask for things inside and outside when I work for you.

Is this something people do?

I heard that no one protected him or spoke to him when something happened this time.

It is estimated that he will probably die." The old monkey spread his thumb and index finger and made a pistol posture.

"It's so awesome!"

"How can it be false? I heard that military supplies have implicated many people this time.

The chief of general staff was very angry and wanted to kill a few of them.

The same goes for these people, you can't even tell what their facial features are.

When fighting on the front line, spending money is like running water.

Some people in the country can no longer hold their own, and they are still greedy inside and out."

He took a puff of cigarette and drank another beer.

"Can't stand it anymore in China? It's not like that!

The artillery regiment we are on guard for is not just from China.

Look at this equipment, Yishui's new equipment.

The people pulling the trucks don’t even need tractors, they just use ten-wheel trucks.”

"Ten-wheel truck, do you know how many years a ten-wheel truck can last you?

What was our food like in the past?

Scallion pancakes and canned beef.

The cigarettes that are emitted every day are all from Greater China.

If you look at it now, the wine is like Red Star Erguotou and the cigarettes are like Seven Wolves.

And that canned lunch meat, is that a fucking can? Can you still see the meat?

It’s a lump of pink stuff, it’s off-putting just looking at it!

Let me tell you, the commander-in-chief has returned to the capital for military supplies!

Our mainland of Ming Dynasty is too far away from the battlefield. It is very difficult to transport various materials.

During the war, we often have to fight against the yellow soldiers, why?"

"There are few of us?" Ding San also took a sip of wine.

The spicy Laolongkou is like a fire dragon that goes down the throat and reaches the stomach.

"Why are there so few people? No matter how many there are, uu Kanshu www.uukanshu.com our military supplies cannot keep up.
To be continued...
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