"Swordsman, please summarize the data of our loot this time and report it to everyone, so that you can know what we got after breaking the skull."
After cheering up, Hu Biao gave instructions to the excited adjutant Swordsman.
Just from the excitement on the face of the swordsman guy who had just finished the statistics, he knew that the loot this time was huge.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
When the swordsman reported a rough list, everyone present immediately changed from the previous silent expression to a cheerful look:
"The spoils this time include a large portion of the proceeds from the penicillin trade, so they are still very generous.
Among them, there were 50 large yellow croakers, 82 small yellow croakers, 65 gold coins, and 271 pieces of gold jewelry and teeth. The total weight in gold was probably a little over 20 kilograms.
Although it is not 24K pure gold, it is still worth 5 million.
There are 1,258 Yuan Datou in total, and 71 other various silver coins; there are also small jades, ancient coins, ancient books, calligraphy and paintings, and the number is not too large.
In addition, there are some rifles, bullets, helmets, water bottles, belts and other equipment belonging to the Japanese and Central Army troops. It is a mess that I have not yet had time to count.
But when the time comes, each person can take a few pieces back as souvenirs, so that won’t be a problem at all.
That’s right! Everyone has heard about system rewards once, so I won’t repeat them here.”
Good guy! Because after having gold calculated in kilograms, this guy with a straight back didn't even bother to count the equipment that was detailed before.
After hearing that there was such a fortune to be distributed, everyone at the scene was all smiles.
Even guys like An Tusheng and AT, who are relatively not short of money, behave in the same way; after all, using the seized gold to honor your parents and please your girlfriend, isn't it more fulfilling than buying it?
Thinking about the many things to do next, Hu Biao directly addressed the new netizens who joined this time and said straight to the point:
"Brothers! I don't plan to make any small moves without hiding it from everyone. I will make it clear if I have any plans.
For the next mission, you can make some preparations in advance. If you are willing to participate in the mission next time, please raise your hand; of course, even if you do not participate, you can understand. We will always remember the friendship of this battle in our hearts.
From now on, the journey will be long and the mountains and rivers will be high. If you have the opportunity to meet again, whether you still remember me, Hu Biao, I will invite you to have a drink.
Of course, if we can continue to participate in the mission, we will be brothers of life and death from now on."
After saying that, Hu Biao led a group of veterans and looked at these rookies with expectant eyes, waiting for one of them to agree.
The main targets are, of course, the five black Chinese medicine practitioners.
In the eyes of such expectant eyes, the black Chinese medicine doctor took the lead in raising his hand.
Doesn't he know that participating in such a mission is simply risking his life with his head raised? Wouldn't it be nice to go back and live a good life with the spoils distributed this time?
The problem was that when he thought of the faces of people like Ding Ergou and Wang Sangui, he instinctively raised his hand.
Then, after the black Chinese doctor took the lead in raising his hands, the sinner and Zhuye also raised their hands one after another, and then, it seemed that no one was there anymore.
Qingshan and Fat Paper seemed to have no intention of participating.
After seeing this, it would be completely false to say that Hu Biao had no regrets; but he still calmed down and prepared to continue according to the routine.
As a result, at this moment, the two grandsons raised their hands after looking at each other, and said jokingly:
"Now that we all have so many points, Lao Hu, we can always make some serious bazookas next time. Using a 30-meter-range iron fist to hit a tank is really a scam."
"Hey! Forget about the bazooka, even the super bazooka is fine."
Hu Biao agreed without any sincerity at all.
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After determining the basic personnel for the next mission, Hu Biao discussed with the remaining personnel who would not participate in the next mission:
"Brothers! This is what I think about the distribution of trophies. First of all, weapons and ammunition will not be divided. It will be troublesome if you take them back and be discovered. It's better to bring some other things back as souvenirs.
In addition, gold and silver are divided into 31 parts in total, and everyone has one part.
However, small jades, ancient coins, calligraphy and paintings are not distinguished. It is not that I, surnamed Hu, want to eat more and occupy more; it is because I want to carry supplies to the mission world, which requires a large amount of purchasing funds.
How do we get the funds? We can only rely on these things."
I wonder if Hu Biao still showed such prestige in this mission.
It was the truth from his mouth that convinced everyone, or it could be that they were satisfied with the value of just an equal share of gold and silver.
In short, Hu Biao's suggestion to everyone has no meaning.
So, after excluding small jades and antiques, the pile of property was roughly divided into 31 portions, so everyone got one.
Such a share does not include anything else, just the gold sold, which has an amount of at least 16 W.
Just like that, with such a joyful harvest, a group of 13 new netizens who would probably never see each other again waved goodbye to Hu Biao and others.
At Hu Biao's request, he was transported out of the time and space channel...
When all the new netizens got excited, Hu Biao suddenly slapped himself on the head and recalled something that he had forgotten.
There is no way! There are too many bad things going on, and he will suffer from sequelae at every turn. It is really difficult to deal with.
First, Hu Biao took out a pair of hot red AJ sneakers from his backpack and casually threw them to Zhui Fenghou.
At the same time, I couldn’t help but complain:
"Boy, don't wear such an important thing into the battlefield next time. In order to retrieve it for you, I was almost beaten into a hornet's nest by a Japanese Type 96 light machine gun.
Also, remember to tell your mother, don’t there are so many domestically produced shoes that taste good? Why don’t you buy this kind of crooked product?”
By the way! When he received such a pair of shoes, Zhui Feng had a look of surprise on his face; he really thought that the birthday gift that represented his mother's deep affection was just left on the Luodian battlefield.
In addition, I am full of gratitude and emotion for Commander Hu Biao who risked his own life to snatch back this pair of gifts.
Even for a time, there was a belief similar to "a scholar will die for his confidant".
But belief is belief, but it did not affect him at all. He immediately opened his mouth and said to Hu Biao unwilling to suffer:
"Whether you drank too much Pacific Ocean water or not, your control is too broad; what others buy as gifts is none of your business~"
After saying this, everyone burst into laughter.
Including Hu Biao himself, the same is true.
In the midst of laughter, Hu Biao took out a samurai sword from his waist that had been pulled from the body of an unlucky Japanese major, and handed it to the middle-aged warehouse manager not far away.
He yelled: "No, this thing is for you.
But let me be clear, this thing was brought back to the old man, not to you; the main reason is that the radio station you got from the old man last time played a big role, and I will get some other good things next time.
Such a Japanese soldier's knife is just compensation for the old man."
Actually, the middle-aged warehouse manager wanted to get a Japanese saber for a long time, but after receiving the sagguan saber, he still expressed dissatisfaction:
"It's not impossible to get some more things from the old man, but just having such a sergeant's sword seems not enough, right? How about you, Lao Hu, add some things, such as a telescope and a compass."
"Go away~" After hearing this, Hu Biao cursed on the spot.
And he pointedly pointed out: "What is not enough? Do you know what the Zuoguan sword represents and how valuable it is?
Back then, Li Yunlong held a Zuoguan Dao and could replace it with 20 boxes of hand grenades made in the border area. It would be worth his money to take it to the modern plane.
If you want to cheat something from me, you old boy has such a good idea that you don't even have a way."
After being exposed, the middle-aged warehouse manager was not angry and started laughing with everyone.