Wanjie storage box

"By the way, how do you feel now? Are there any discomforts?" Uncle Wu asked with concern. After the first battle, the recruits would feel more or less discomfort.

Uncle Wu’s words made Niu Wazi stunned. He just thought about cleaning the battlefield and collecting trophies. He didn’t have time to experience the discomfort. Now that Uncle Wu said that, it really feels a bit uncomfortable, especially I saw many of my comrades die in front of me, and even died in a miserable state.

"Yes, if I knew it, I won't say it." Seeing Niu Wazi, how could Uncle Wu still not understand what was going on?I just didn't expect this kid to perform pretty well.

The Niuwazi over there managed to endure the feeling of vomiting, and recalled the fear in his heart. However, like Uncle Wu said, he experienced the battle just now. This feeling of fear is much less.

"Uncle Wu, I will go next to blow down the wind." Although I feel a lot more comfortable, the bloody smell in the surrounding air is obviously not so good. Niuwazi is going to take a few breaths of fresh air. At that time, the battle should not start in a short time, and they can rest for a while.

"Go, go, don't run too far, the person on the opposite side may charge at any time." Uncle Wu waved his hand and exclaimed.

"Got it" Niu Wazi answered as he ran, and he looked back at the gun he was hiding.

"It shouldn't be discovered." Niu Wazi thought in her heart. If he hadn't seen it before, it would obviously be difficult to find out from the outside. Although he was going to turn in after the battle, he still wanted to After playing for a while, naturally I don't want to be discovered.

However, Niu Wazi didn’t notice it. Not long after he left, the pistol he had hidden in the hole flashed with light. After that, it disappeared. It was replaced by a plastic fake gun, and, in appearance It's also different, and it's smaller.

About ten minutes or so, the head of the group once again prepared everyone for battle, and Niu Wazi returned to his previous bunker again. After this period of time, he felt better and more comfortable.

And when he returned to the bunker, Uncle Wu was leaning on the bunker and closing his eyes to rest his mind. Uncle Wu once taught him that on the battlefield, he should use all the time to rest and restore his physical strength, so that he can be better invested. In battle, no one knows how long the battle will last. The better the physical strength and energy, the better for oneself.

Niu Wazi also followed Uncle Wu's appearance, closed his eyes, but opened them again after not long after closing them. He was thinking about the gun again. He really likes that gun, unlike his current hand. The guns he was holding were big and cumbersome. They had to be hit by a bolt, and he had seen the captain of that gun before, but no one else had seen it.

Feeling a little proud, Niu Wazi looked at Uncle Wu and made sure he hadn’t opened his eyes, so he secretly dug a small hole in the place where the gun was hidden just now, wanting to see it again, but after the hole was dug out, he suddenly discovered The gun that was hidden here before is gone, but now it is a gun that looks a little small and has a completely different shape.

Niu Wazi took out the gun with some curiosity, and after playing with it, he knew that it was a fake gun, and obviously he didn't know when his real gun was dropped.

Niu Wazi looked at Uncle Wu for the first time. Here, Uncle Wu is the closest to him. If someone drops the bag, Uncle Wu is most likely to see him. When he just hid the gun, he might have seen him. What he said, but after he left, he dug out his hidden gun and turned it in.

This fake gun should have been put in by Uncle Wu and played for himself, "I'm not a kid anymore, who still plays with fake guns."

Niu Wazi muttered, although this gun looks pretty, but now he is a glorious soldier, how can he play with fake guns, but this gun is really beautiful.

Niu Wazi also knew that Uncle Wu was hiding the spoils privately for his own benefit. If it was discovered from above, it would be punished. At that time, Niu Wazi was also confused for a while, and after he had already thought about fun for a while, he took the initiative to hand it in. , Now being picked up by Uncle Wu and turned in is the same.

"It's just that I haven't played for long." Niu Wazi said with a pity while playing with the fake gun. The fake gun is very beautiful, but after all, it is a fake gun. How can it be really good?

"Everyone is paying attention. They are staying on their own fortifications. The enemy is likely to attack again." The head of the regiment's loud voice came again.

Niu Wazi hurriedly stuffed the fake gun into the small hole, and then made some mud to cover it. Since Uncle Wu secretly dropped the bag after he left, he obviously didn't want to say that it was broken. It's better to take this gun. Put it away.

Uncle Wu next to him also opened his eyes, checked the gun in his hand again, then looked to the side and said, "How is it? Do you feel better?"

"Yeah." Niu Wazi said, "I am now a real fighter."

"Yes, little guy congratulations!" Uncle Wu said.

"I'm not young anymore," Niu Wazi muttered. He still has some opinions about Uncle Wu treating himself as a child and giving fake guns. He thinks he is not young anymore.

Uncle Wu just smiled and didn't say anything. Yeah, it's not too small. There are quite a few people like him on the battlefield.

The battle started soon, and the enemy's offensive was still very fierce. However, Uncle Wu and the others' persistence was also exceptionally firm, they did not retreat, even if the casualties continued to increase, they did not mean to retreat at all.

"Well, it should be here." Huang Feng muttered in front of a seemingly tall clubhouse.

However, although the clubhouse was found, Huang Feng couldn't guarantee that Tong Zi'an would be there, and it seemed that it was not easy to find room by room.

However, no matter what, I'd better go in first, if I can't find anything, I can only leave first, and then think of other ways.

Huang Feng walked in, welcoming guests on both sides warmly, Huang Feng also just nodded lightly, if they knew they were here to make trouble, they would not stop welcoming themselves like this.

"Hey, the young master Tong in the Lishui room on the second floor is really high-sighted, so many beauties can't look it up." Just as Huang Feng was thinking about how to find it, the words of two people passing by him attracted him. Attention.