Ximen Lang's unique skill of flying rocks to kill birds did not disappoint a group of female soldiers. In less than half an hour, he made a huge harvest and shot down nine pheasants. Immediately, the group of people turned around, and he, tall and tall, looked like a victorious hero.
, the girls happily followed behind, carrying their trophies.
Everyone came out of the woods and returned to the camp. It was not completely dark at this time, and many male soldiers gathered in the open space to chat. When they saw the pheasants carried by the female soldiers, they all had trepidation in their eyes.
Greedy green light, salivating, some people pounced on it and took a bite of the end.
The female soldiers held their heads high and walked forward as if there was no one around, paying no attention to them. Suddenly, a middle-aged man walked over from the east and shouted sternly: "Stop."
Ximen Lang and others stopped involuntarily and turned to look over. They saw the man walking over quickly, with black lines all over his face. His sharp eyes were fixed on the pheasants carried by the girls, and he said angrily: "What are you doing?"
What's going on, the commander has repeatedly ordered that you are not allowed to go hunting in the mountains with guns, why do you people violate discipline?"
A group of female soldiers all knew this middle-aged man and knew that he was a big shot in the base. The political commissar of the base, Chen Gelu, was second only to Commander Wu. When they saw him scolding him, fear flashed across their faces.
Wu Xiuhe took a step forward and said: "Political Commissar Chen, we did not bring guns up the mountain."
Only then did Chen Gelu see that there was the commander's daughter among the female soldiers. His expression softened a little and he said, "Xiuhe, why do you violate discipline? As the commander's daughter, you should set an example and abide by the rules."
The regulations he made are correct."
Wu Xiuhe said unconvinced: "Political Commissar Chen, what I said is the truth. We people really didn't bring guns to hunt in the mountains..."
Chen Gelu said angrily: "You still dare to argue that you went hunting in the mountains without a gun. Then what happened to the pheasant in your hand? Don't tell me that you caught it with your bare hands?"
Wu Xiuhe frowned and said: "It was hit with a stone..."
Chen Gelu obviously didn't believe her words, and frowned and said: "It was hit by a stone. What a joke. Why didn't you say that the pheasant hit the tree and fell..."
Before he finished speaking, Wu Xiuhe handed the pheasant in his hand forward and said angrily: "You don't believe me?"
When Chen Gelu saw the pheasant breast, which was covered in blood and flesh with a round stone embedded in it, his eyes suddenly widened and his face was full of surprise. It was simply unbelievable. Feeling incredible, he looked at Mei in turn.
The pheasants in the hands of Fang Cao and other female soldiers only saw stones on the wounds on the bodies of several other pheasants. He was even more shocked and said, "That's amazing. Who is this? He actually has this kind of skill?"
Wu Xiuhe waved his hand and said, "That's him, our good friend Zhang Lang."
During the day, Chen Gelu had already seen this tall and handsome boy. However, except for his handsome appearance, he didn't think there was anything special about the boy. But now he looked at him with admiration, gave a thumbs up and praised: "
Well done, your stunt is amazing!"
Ximenlang said calmly: "The political commissar deserves the award. If nothing happens, we will go back first. We still have to stew chicken and improve the food."
Chen Gelu clicked his tongue and said with envy: "It's really good to improve the food. There are so many pheasants, which is enough for you to eat. Okay, you can go."
Wu Xiuhe smiled and said, "Then let's go."
Ximen Lang and others continued to walk forward. Chen Gelu reluctantly looked back at the pheasants in the hands of a group of girls, swallowed secretly, and turned to leave.
A group of girls came to the kitchen behind the cafeteria. They all worked together to remove the feathers from the pheasants, chop them into pieces, stir-fry them with onions and ginger, add seasonings, add soup, add wild mushrooms, and set the fire to high.
After boiling, simmer slowly over low heat, and the rich aroma will spread with the wind and permeate the sky above the base.
A group of girls, including Wu Xiuhe, kept swallowing their saliva. For them, the pheasant mushrooms stewed in the big pot are the best delicacy in the world.
Many male soldiers followed the scent and gathered outside the kitchen, stretching their necks and sniffing.
More than forty minutes later, Wu Xiuhe opened the lid of the pot, and Du Mingqiu and other girls took the pots and began to serve chicken. There were five pots in total and placed on the large round table. The chicken pieces were oily and fragrant, attracting countless pairs of people outside.
Greedy eyes.
Ximen Lang said with a smile: "Leave a pot of chicken for Commander Wu and Political Commissar Chen and other leaders. Let's destroy the rest and let everyone eat..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the chopsticks in Mei Fangcao's hand had already reached into the vegetable basin and picked out a chicken leg. However, even though she was extremely greedy, she did not eat it herself. She put the chicken leg into Ximen Lang's bowl.
He smiled and said: "Zhang Lang, you can eat the chicken legs. Then you can run faster."
YN girls are indeed virtuous, and the other girls also picked up the chicken and put it in Ximenlang's bowl first, piling it up like a hill.
"Zhang Lang, if you eat some more chicken wings, you will fly higher."
"Eating chicken feet can make you catch gold and silver."
"Have another piece of chicken heart, you will be more thoughtful after eating it..."
Ximen Lang said hurriedly: "Okay, don't just pick up the food for me, you all eat too..." He grabbed the chicken drumsticks and took a bite.
A group of girls also picked up the chicken and ate it with relish, praising it while eating.
“It’s delicious, the chicken is so fragrant!”
“It’s simply a rare delicacy.”
"Zhang Lang, even if you are not so handsome and are just an ordinary person, you will still be liked by women. Whoever follows you is her blessing. I know why, but she has chicken to eat every day..."
Ximen Lang sweated. What kind of logic is it? If he can provide you with chicken every day, he is a good man. This is happiness. Your request is too simple!
Not long after, four pots full of chicken were eaten cleanly by Ximen Lang and a group of female soldiers, leaving a table full of chicken bones. If he hadn't told him to leave a pot earlier, these female soldiers would probably have eaten it.
have eaten.
A group of female soldiers were well fed and extremely comfortable. Wu Xiuhe ordered a group of subordinates to clean up the kitchen, and she walked to the headquarters carrying a pot of chicken.
Now, Mei Fangcao and other female soldiers have regarded Ximen Lang as a god. Not only did he save them from death, he also let them eat the chicken they had not seen for a long time, the most fragrant meal in a year.
For a moment, almost all the girls felt that this boy from country Z was impeccable and the best candidate to be a husband. Therefore, while cleaning the kitchen, they all looked at him with admiring eyes and could not control themselves.
I thought to myself, the monks from far away can chant sutras, the men of country Z are so nice...