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Chapter 42 Customized Tight Ghillie Suit

At this moment of hesitation, everyone would instinctively turn their eyes to themselves and believe in themselves. Feng Yuntian was still a little nervous, but now he became completely at ease.

The trust of this group of people in him is Feng Yuntian's tough capital.

As long as it is not spicy, Snake Butt and Meng Fanle and others still focus on the company commander Feng Yuntian as the core. Whether the team commander Long Wenhua is true or false has actually not changed anything.

No matter when or what happens, Feng Yuntian can put aside the dragon's articles anytime and anywhere.

But!

Until it is absolutely impossible, Feng Yuntian still doesn't want to have a falling out with Long Wenhua.

After all, no one is familiar with this strange foreign land except Long Wenhua, and they don’t know where they should go after losing the airport meeting point.

This is not the 21st century in the future. After losing contact with Shangfeng, you can find a place to call.

Being blind is Feng Yuntian and the others.

In this way.

The appearance of the local dragon article appears, which is the best tour guide. For Feng Yuntian and others, it is obviously a good thing that benefits outweigh disadvantages.

If Long Wen is the real group leader, that's better.

If Long Wen Zhang is fake, when acting, Feng Yuntian can just use his tricks and just accompany him to act. It is difficult to find a tour guide who works so hard.

"We are completely unfamiliar with this place. We can only rely on him to lead the way if we are not familiar with the place. Regardless of whether he is our leader or not, one thing is certain, that is, he is more familiar with this place than us.

Letting him take us away for the time being is definitely our best choice at the moment. Let’s talk to everyone, keep a little bit of temper first, let’s get along with him first.”

Feng Yuntian finished whispering in Meng Fu's ear and followed Long Wenhua first.

When Feng Yuntian came to the roadside dozens of meters away from the fog, Long Weng found an old oil barrel with cut off the upper edge and half of the bucket of water left, and was constantly pouring all kinds of black liquid into it.

Some look like asphalt, while others smell like waste engine oil.

Feng Yuntian didn't know what he was doing, so he just watched him pour it into it, and kept stirring it with a long stick until the liquid in the gasoline barrel became black and sticky.

At this time, everyone came over and looked at Long Wen's incredible operation.

"What strange thing does this turtle boy want to do in a bucket of Hei Qiuqiu's things? I'm afraid it's not, it's used to mess with us again, right?" Bula said in a low voice worriedly.

"It should...no, it's so disgusting." Kang Ya frowned and refused.

Just as everyone was whispering to speculate, Long Wenhua directly revealed the answer, stood up and climbed into the gasoline barrel, leaving only one head exposed.

Then he gave everyone a strange smile, sinking his entire head under the black liquid.

About two seconds passed!

When Long Weng showed his head again, his big face that was originally covered with green juice, black stains of gun ash, purple and red blood dirt, etc., mixed with all kinds of colorful filth, which was thicker than a woman's thick makeup, and he could not see his true face at all. He probably didn't even recognize his mother.

Finally, the fusion of all things was completed, leaving only the only shiny black.

Long Weng wiped his face and opened his eyes, revealing his two eyes rolling, and didn't care about the look that everyone looked at him like a lunatic.

He grinned and smiled with white teeth: "Integrate yourself into the dark night, touch the dark, walk into the dark forest, and work quietly."

After saying that, he added: "Oh, and it can prevent mosquitoes and poisonous insects from biting."

"Good guy, private exclusive custom version, human-metal Geely suits are all out."

Feng Yuntian had to admire Long Wen's imagination. With his advanced thinking, if he had been born for decades later, he would be a special force seedling.

Although the others had to secretly call out a genius in their hearts despite their different tone and expressions.

Long Weng, who had completed his disguise, climbed out. At this time when night fell, he stood there with dark all over his body and white eyes. He was really like a ghost, and suddenly looked scary.

After shaking his body like a dog, Long Weng gave a funny gentleman's greeting, pointing his right palm to the gasoline barrel.

It means let everyone take a bath too!

Feng Yuntian never refused to do so in order to increase the chance of survival. He ignored the strange smell of the liquid in the barrel, and he crawled in and turned into a person with black liquid.

The bald mouse, who was originally lying on his head, jumped to the side, stared at Feng Yuntian with his little eyes, and his head swayed left and right.

With its IQ, I can't understand what the young humans are doing at all.

When Feng Yuntian crawled out with a foul stinking, the others who followed Feng Yuntian's horse could only pinch their noses and turned into black people one by one.

Soon, everyone finished "dressing up".

Including Long Wenhua, there were 19 people, all of whom were naked and black water flowing, and their bodies were filled with pungent and strange smell, as primitive as people from the top of the mountain cave.

If the weapons of the five Japanese troops were not plundered, they would be distributed to each person as much as possible.

Everyone present had some temporary backs, bags, grenades, bayonets, etc., which represented the identity of a soldier.

Just a dozen people walked out, and no one would tie them up with the Chinese Expeditionary Force.

"Hey, big stubborn donkey, this is yours."

Long Weng grabbed the Bren light machine gun he brought, and instead handed it over, he deliberately threw it over. Even Milong was hit and staggered back several steps.

However, Milong was not angry when he was hit. Instead, he kept touching the light machine gun, smiling like a silly child.

Kang Ya looked at the wooden stick in her hand and was so envious.

Feng Yuntian doesn't envy Milong's light machine gun. Although this thing has strong firepower, it is too heavy and has poor mobility, so it is easy to be concentrated.

Things that will reduce survival rates are not Feng Yuntian’s dishes.

Feng Yuntian was a little bit uncommon for the Liensfield rifle in Long Wen's hand, but unfortunately, Long Wen was already carrying it on his body at this time, so it was impossible to exchange it for the 38th cover.

The veterans all know which gun is easy to use and which gun is not easy to use.

Long Weng felt Feng Yuntian's longing eyes, grinned and showed his iconic strange smile, and shouted as he walked towards the woods: "Let's go, niggers, there must be movement for living people. Living people go to war and set off."

"I'm still naked, I'm fighting a fight."

Busai angrily complained, Long Wenbian heard it, chose to ignore it, changed to a sleek tone, and kept repeating an old saying.

"With my comrade with me, why don't you say you have no clothes?"

"With my comrade with me, why don't you say you have no clothes?"

"With my comrade with me, why don't you say you have no clothes?"
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