Bright Sword: Stop pretending, I am the most powerful warlord

"Stop, who?"

At the door of the interrogation room, a soldier suddenly pointed his gun at Lao Feng at the door.

Old Feng was taken aback, and quickly said: "Comrade, I am Old Feng from the cooking class, and I am here to deliver meals."

The soldier frowned, and winked at his companion, who immediately stepped forward to remove the cloth from the basket.

"Raw eggs and soy sauce, your cooking class has been a little lazy recently."

Old Feng chuckled: "This is not for you to eat. The leader asked me to send it to that little devil named Takeshita Jun. Can you two help me?"

The two soldiers suddenly realized, and a smile appeared on the corner of their mouths.

"Old Comrade Feng, I'm sorry, you are late. Just an hour ago, that devil named Takeshita Jun committed seppuku and his body was sent away."

"Look, there are still blood stains left by him on the ground."

Lao Feng's heart skipped a beat, he was very worried that Jun Takeshita had leaked his identity.

"That's it, it's good to die, this little devil should have died long ago!"

"I heard that this little devil has confessed everything, is it true?"

"Hi!" The soldier said with a smile, "I'm recruiting for nothing. I just said that we have traitors here, but I didn't ask who it was. They also talked about the deployment of troops in some places. I guess it will take two days for the regiment leader and them."

"Tsk!" Before the soldier finished speaking, another soldier immediately interrupted with a smack of his lips: "You don't have anything to say, do you?"

"Are you and I talking about these things? You can't tell the importance, right?"

The soldier chuckled: "If I don't open the chatterbox, will I be unable to keep it? I can't hold back for a while."

"Comrade Feng, I'm sorry, please go back and take this basket with you."

Lao Feng nodded, picked up the basket on the ground, turned and left thoughtfully.

Looking at the back of Lao Feng leaving, the soldier tilted his head and whispered: "I can't tell, this old guy is actually a traitor sent by the devil?"

"Don't talk too much, just watch here, I'll report to the leader!"

"Yes!"

In the headquarters!

Chen Kuan told everyone what his company commander saw in detail.

"That's how it happened. After hearing the news about Jun Takeshita, that old Feng felt restless, as if he was worried about something."

"What job does he do in the cooking class?" Wu Qianli asked.

"It's not too important, because I'm old, so I just do some light work, sometimes I also help out, and deliver meals to the soldiers!"

"If he is really a traitor planted by the devil, then our soldiers will be in danger."

At this moment, the soldiers in the interrogation room hurried in.

"Reporting head, Lao Feng from the cooking class has been to the interrogation room. According to your instructions, we have informed him about Jun Takeshita. His behavior is very abnormal, as if he was relieved!"

Wu Qianli nodded, turned to look at Zhao Gang: "Now it is basically certain that this old Feng is the ghost!"

Zhao Gang frowned: "But catching thieves and catching stolen goods, after all, we are still just suspecting, without substantive evidence."

"Don't forget, Takeshita Jun said before his death that this traitor is a Chinese through and through. If he refuses to admit it, he might bite us back."

Wu Qianli nodded, just like what Zhao Gang said, they really don't have substantive evidence now, if Lao Feng doesn't admit it, if this matter gets out, people might panic.

After a while of silence, Wu Qianli turned his head to look at Chen Kuan: "Well, tell the cooking team that tonight I'm going to entertain the cadres above our regiment battalion and let the cooking team cook a table of sumptuous meals. Remember, the dishes must be The more difficult the more."

"This..." Chen Kuan frowned and said, "But what's the use of doing this?"

Wu Qianli smiled and said, "Talk to the other battalion commanders and ask them to transfer the cooking team from their battalion and keep the cooking team from your battalion."

"When the cooking team is busy, this old Feng can only help with the cooking. I think this old Feng will not give up such a good opportunity to take down us commanders and fighters in one pot."

Chen Kuan was taken aback: "Captain, you are betting our wealth and life."

Wu Qianli chuckled: "Don't worry, this meal itself is just to lure this pangolin into showing its feet, and it won't really eat it."

"Yes!" Chen Kuan replied, and quickly turned to leave.

Soon after, Chen Kuan came to the cooking class in person.

Seeing Chen Kuan approaching, Squad Leader Hong immediately stopped what he was doing and said, "Battle Commander, what kind of wind has brought you here."

Chen Kuan glanced at Squad Leader Hong and said with a smile, "I was attracted by the smell of the food from your cooking class, so let me convey the task of the team leader by the way."

"Tonight, the head of the regiment hosted a banquet for several of our battalion commanders, including head Li and the committee members. It happened that the comrades in the cooking squads of other battalions had missions to go out, so this mission can only fall on our battalion."

"The head of the regiment wants to eat the food we cook? This... I'm not dreaming, am I?" Squad leader Hong was so excited that he couldn't even speak a word.

Chen Kuan laughed and said, "It's strange what you said. Comrades from other battalions have missions, and even the old cooking team brought from Northwest Shanxi has gone out. It just so happens that we have a big operation coming up, and the head of the regiment is going to have dinner with us. Let’s discuss specific plans.”

"By the way, although most of the cadres in our regiment are from Northwest Shanxi, this time the special forces team has to be together too. They are complicated people, you can figure it out, there are not too few people, and the food should be richer!"

"Yes!" Squad leader Hong quickly responded, "I promise to complete the task!"

Chen Kuan nodded, cast a glance at Old Feng who was standing in a daze in the corner, then turned and left.

"Squad leader, it's already four o'clock, we only need so many people, is it too late?"

Squad leader Hong spread his hands: "Whether it's too late or not, the task has to be completed. The team leader finally ate the food I cooked. If this gets out, our cooking team will be famous in the whole group."

"I declare that from now on, the cooking class will enter the first level of combat readiness."

"Old Feng, don't just stand there stupidly, hurry up and catch a chicken, and cook a pot of chicken soup for the group leader and the others. The group leader loves soup, and this soup is the stepping stone for us to become famous!"

"Others, don't keep it, just do what you are good at!"

"Yes!" Everyone responded and immediately started to act.

There are not many people, and the time is short, and the number of dishes is still quite a lot, so the whole cooking team is busy.

At this moment, Lao Feng, who was on the side, thought to himself: Takeshita Jun has said everything that needs to be said, maybe my identity will be found out soon.

Now the cadres of the whole regiment are all together, and they simply don't do anything, and are loyal to His Majesty Tianlocust!
Thinking of this, Lao Feng's eyes flashed a hint of ruthlessness, and then strode out of the cooking class!