Wang Yu picked up the last weapon, the Type 06 Mild Pistol, handed it to Chen Lan, and said, "Chen Lan, this is your weapon!"

A hint of joy flashed in Chen Lan's eyes, but it flashed away. She took the pistol and stood quietly in place without saying a word.

Wang Yu noticed Chen Lan's strangeness, but it was hard to ask in front of so many big men.

Looking at the five team members, Wang Yu was happy and under a lot of pressure.

Each of the five team members has a skill, either sniping or reconnaissance. Even if they are among the best in any team, they are now gathered together to form a special combat team.

I have the obligation and the responsibility to lead this team well and become a powerful tool to kill the enemy.

He cleared his throat and said, "Today, under the witness of the regiment commander and political commissar, our special forces team of the independent regiment has been officially established!"

"Each of us has unique skills and shoulders the hopes of all the commanders and fighters of the Independent Group for us. I believe we will definitely become a sharp knife of our Independent Group and a nightmare for the Japanese!"

"And I am the captain of the Special Forces Team, do you have no objection?"

Except for Chen Lan, the other four of the special operations team remained silent.

Wang Yu looked at them, okay, his eyes were staring straight at the meat on the table, and his saliva flowed all over the floor!

Zhao Gang knocked on the table and said, "Wang Yu, our special operations team must have a name, right?"

Wang Yu smiled and said, "Political Commissar, I have already thought about it. Our team is called 'Sword Bright Squad'!"

"Sword Bright Squad?" Zhao Gang muttered.

"When the enemy is always going to be a sword, this is the motto of the sword-brightening team!" Wang Yu responded loudly and stole Li Yunlong's motto, his face neither blushed nor white.

"Okay!" Li Yunlong slapped the table and continued: "When the enemy is about to draw the sword. I like this sentence!"

"Especially the courageous and fearless momentum and spirit are worth learning from our whole group!"

Looking at the sword-brightening team that was almost flowing to the ground, Wang Yu said: "In order to celebrate the official establishment of our sword-brightening team, the regiment commander and political commissar specially prepared delicious dishes and sweet potatoes for us!"

Li Yunlong was stunned and thought to himself when I said it? And wasn’t this meat made by you, Wang Yu?

But when he saw Wang Yu's winking expression, he immediately reacted and said, "Oh, yes, yes, to celebrate the official establishment of the Sword Bright Squad tonight, I allow us to stop drunk!"

Zhao Gang frowned and stopped him, "Captain Li, our Eighth Route Army has regulations, we cannot..."

"Oh my major political commissar!" Li Yunlong interrupted Zhao Gang and continued: "Can you not stipulate what is required? Grandma! The brigade commander is here today, and he doesn't dare to care about my drinking!"

"What a great credit is this to kill a major general of the Japanese!"

Zhao Gang was speechless when Li Yunlong said that. After thinking about it, he felt that there was something reasonable.

"Come on, eat!" Li Yunlong waved his hand and moved into the earthen kang, signaling others to go to the kang.

Immediately, he pointed to Wei Dayong, who was about to jump up, and shouted: "You kid are underground. Damn, I really can't stand the smell of shit and urine!"

Hearing this, Wei Dayong pulled up his sleeves and sniffed them, and said, "It has been washed clean long ago. If you don't believe it, you can smell it!"

After saying that, he raised his arms and leaned against Li Yunlong's nose.

"Get good!" Li Yunlong pushed Wei Dayong away and said disgusted: "Even if it's not interesting, I'm still panicked!"

"Hmph, just go down!" Wei Dayong pouted, muttered a few words, then moved the table on the ground and sat on it.

He picked up the roasted suckling pig with two hooves missing and was about to sniff.

"Let it go! Let it go!" Li Yunlong glared and shouted: "It's not enough for you to eat alone!"

Wei Dayong didn't care and bit down a large piece of pork in one bite!

Li Yunlong was anxious, snatched the roasted suckling pig and cursed: "Damn, you kid like to eat alone!"

"Go and bring me a basin of white flour steamed buns from the cooking squad!"

"Oh!" Wei Dayong grabbed a pig's trotter, jumped off the table, and ran out of the house.

But after two or three steps, he turned around and shouted to the room: "Don't eat up all, leave some for me!"

After saying that, he ran towards the kitchen squad.

Li Yunlong brought back 20,000 kilograms of white rice noodles from Wanjia Town, so he naturally had to try it out and reward all the commanders and soldiers of the Independent Group. So when he first came back, he ordered the kitchen team to steam steamed buns and let the whole group have a hot white flour steamed bun.

After a while, Wei Dayong ran in with an enamel basin of white flour steamed buns. While running, he stuffed a big steamed bun in his mouth. When he entered the house, he looked up and was stunned.

I saw that the roasted suckling pig on the table was gone, only half of the pig's butt was left, and even the crispy bone-defeated chicken had only two chicken feet. Looking at the people on the kang, they all held their hands full of pork sucking chicken's big elbows, and they had a lot of fun eating.

Wei Dayong swallowed the steamed buns in his mouth, threw the enamel basin on the kang, and cursed: "If you are a little bit more, don't leave me any more!"

After saying that, he grabbed the pig's butt and chicken's claws in his hands and started to bite.

Li Yunlong used a half-pulled crispy chicken in one hand, and a large braised elbow with one hand. He mocked Wei Dayong while eating.

"Damn, what meat do you eat, a monk? The Buddha blamed you, you kid, are going to hell!"

After saying that, Li Yunlong put down the half-pulp chicken in his hand and picked up the wine bottle. He drank a few drinks in a few tons!

It’s not that he doesn’t want to taste it carefully, but it’s because there are too many wolves and less meat. If he had a few sips of sweet potatoes, he would probably have nothing to do with these delicacies.

Even so, as soon as he put down the wine bottle, he lowered his head and the half-pulp chicken on the table disappeared.

"Damn, who took away my chicken!"

Li Yunlong cursed angrily, then kicked Zhang Dabiao, who was facing him, and said, "It must be your kid, take it out for me!"

Zhang Dabiao turned around, stuffed his mouth like a filled hamster, muttering, "Well~ I didn't eat it~ I didn't eat it!"

Li Yunlong rolled his eyes. He clearly saw a chicken bone spitting out of Zhang Dabiao's mouth, and wanted to deny it, so he cursed helplessly:

"What a starving ghost reincarnation!"

Zhang Dabiao was not embarrassed, and smiled. After swallowing the chicken, he stuffed the spit out chicken bones into his mouth again, making a chewy sound.
Chapter completed!