"Boss! This doesn't make..."

"Bang!"

It was Hu Bazhi who fired the gun. Fortunately, his shot was only aimed at the sky above his head. "What nonsense is there in the special code? Just take it off if you are told! I saw Tian'er beating a man-eating dog in a graveyard.

It’s common to take off a dead person’s clothes! Are you waiting for me to take them off for you?”

Obviously, Hu Bazhi's threats full of charlatanism are more effective.

For a while, although these dozens of puppet soldiers were not happy, they still took off their cotton-padded clothes, trousers and large cotton shoes.

"Listen up!"

Wei Ran, who was holding a crooked handle, said loudly, "In the forest, there are many Japs in the Temple of Wealth. You go and carry the Japs out now. Whoever carries them out first will be able to take off the Japs' clothes and put them on. The one who is slower, then

Just run back naked!"

"Ta-da!"

Wei Ran fired at the crouched puppet soldiers before they were about to run, and finally reminded, "Pick up all the trophies for me. If anyone takes something they shouldn't, take it one by one.

All 10 of them must die! In addition, I will count to 50! If you haven’t come back after counting 50, just wait for death! 1!”

As soon as this number was counted, the puppet soldiers immediately became confused. Some ran into the Temple of Wealth, some ran to the forest in the distance, and some even pushed and kicked the people around them.

Sent back to Hegouzi.

They are not stupid. Whether it was an explosion or the Temple of Wealth collapsed just now, the Japs' clothes must not be divided enough, so there must be a few who can't get enough clothes. Since there is no way to increase the numerator, we can only reduce the denominator.

"They won't run away, right?" Hu Bazhi asked in a low voice.

"If you can't run away, where can you run?"

Old God Wei Ran replied calmly, then skipped two numbers and continued counting unhurriedly.

When his tree reached 9, there were already puppet soldiers dragging the body they found from the Temple of Wealth and running out, nodding and bowing.

"The guns were put on the sledge, and the rest of the things were put on another sledge."

Wei Ran, who had his back to the Zhao brothers from beginning to end, said slowly and loudly, "Before putting on your clothes, empty your pockets and shake them vigorously! 12! 13! 14..."

The puppet soldiers glanced at the crooked handle in Wei Ran's hand with fear. Without thinking, they put everything on the Japanese soldier except his clothes as required, and then went through all the pockets of the clothes he took off.

She looked at Hu Bazhi until he nodded, then shook the clothes vigorously and put them on himself.

"Put on your clothes and go back and kneel!" Wei Ran, who had already counted to 39, waved his hand and continued counting leisurely.

After he deliberately released the water, all the puppet soldiers ran back before the count reached 50. The only difference was that a dozen of them did not receive clothes. Not only were there many Japs buried in the Caishen Temple, but the yard was also occupied.

Several were burned.

"Those who didn't get the clothes, don't worry," Wei Ran said with a smile, "Kneel down first and be patient!"

After saying that, he handed the crooked machine gun to Hu Bazhi, and after slowly teaching him how to shoot, he turned to Zhao Jinge, who had finished reminiscing about the past, and said, "Comrade Zhao Jinge, these clothes are a meeting gift. Let brothers

Change into something warm quickly."

"this..."

“It’s okay if you don’t wear it”

Wei Ran said with a smile, "If you don't wear it, I will kill all these puppet troops."

"We beg you, please put it on!"

Those puppet soldiers were not stupid, they quickly begged for mercy without even hinting.

They could all tell that although Wei Ran spoke with a smile, he was actually a real lunatic. He was not just talking.

"Are you willing?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.

"Yes! We all volunteer!"

Those puppet soldiers promised in confusion, "We are like bastards eating weights of our own free will!"

After looking at Wei Ran carefully, Zhao Jinge waved his hand, "Comrades, put on your clothes!"

"yes!"

The dozen or so soldiers behind Zhao Jinge responded in unison, but only half of the soldiers took off their tattered clothes and put on thick cotton-padded clothes and cotton shoes stripped off the puppet soldiers.

After half of the people had finished changing, the other half of the soldiers with guns began to change.

But looking at the clothes they had changed into, Wei Ran couldn't help but sigh, what kind of clothes were they?

It is said to be a cotton coat, but it is only less than a finger thick. Even though it has been patched and patched, there are still yellowing cotton exposed in many places.

As for the shoes...

Where can I find any decent shoes?

It is good to nail a piece of wood to a piece of animal skin and put it under your feet, wrap the soles of your feet and tie them with a rope at the ankles.

Most of them simply wrapped circles of rags around their feet, and those rags had frozen into ice lumps on their feet!

After coming back to his senses, Wei Ran looked at Zhao Jinge and asked seriously, "It's cold, please ask the comrades on the opposite side to come over and change clothes."
Chapter completed!