The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

At 3:20 in the middle of the night, a long sigh of "Hey~" spit out from Yang Dongli's mouth long and helplessly, his tone full of inexplicable bleakness and loneliness.

It looks like a big pig farmer who has been busy for a year. When the stock of live pigs is about to be released, he has suffered a swine fever that caused him to lose blood.

no way!He came to guide the work in such a circle, and what he saw was so unsatisfactory.

The main reason is that the gap between reality and ideal is too great. A serious class of PLA fighters can dig a simple trench in an hour in the current relatively soft soil.

But it took 15 netizens an hour, and the trench dug by a dog planer is 3 meters long.

In order to achieve such a goal, the Hun Mage in charge of commanding had bleeding from the fingers of both hands.

Looking at the bloody hands, Yang Dongli choked back the spit on his mouth.

In fact, Yang Dongli also concealed some of his own situation in the previous introduction. For example, in the process of selling prefabricated concrete components, he also took the examinations of "Geotechnical Engineer", "Structural Engineer", "First-Class Registered Architect" " and other certificates.

The above three certificates are really not so easy to get.

Therefore, Yang Dongli can be regarded as a professional for the components of civil engineering.

But even so, he asked himself if he changed the tasks of himself and the Huns, and let himself direct the construction, it would be the same result.

In this way, where can he complain.

Even now, even the expected fire has not been raised, but Fei Falcon, who was full of confidence just now, is about to spit out the jaundice.

Even the preferentially treated fire support team, because of the constant slapping of mosquitoes and the itching of their bodies in a wide range of activities, may have some possibility of being exposed.

In the end, he could only evacuate early at the suggestion of Yang Dongli, and sat lazily under the tree with his arms around Han Yang.

After trying to sort out his mood, Yang Dongli issued the latest proposal:

"Forget it! Why don't everyone eat some wild pears quickly, then take a good rest for an hour, and then gather again at 4:25, and officially launch the attack at 4:30?"

Faced with such a proposal, everyone naturally said yes.

After they picked up the wild pear, they casually wiped it with their palms and stuffed it into their mouths.

Needless to say, these fast-ripening wild pears are sweet, juicy, and taste quite good; at least [-] catties of wild pears were quickly eaten by everyone.

Then the exhausted people, ignoring the dirt and ants on the ground, closed their eyes after falling down one by one, trying to recover their physical strength as much as possible in less than an hour of rest.

Soon after, a series of grunts sounded, accompanied by accompaniments such as grinding teeth, talking in sleep, and farting.

No one is hypocritically shouting anymore, and I have some stinky problems such as insomnia and bed recognition at night.

Regrettably, even if Yang Dongli tried his best to perform better, this was the first time he had encountered such a thing, and even the night watchman forgot to make arrangements.

I don't know if I'm lucky or unlucky!A group of people did not miss the action time because they slept too much.

After the continuous sound of snoring for at most 20 minutes, Yang Dongli suddenly jumped up with a sound of 'Ouch~' and ran towards the bushes not far away.

This sudden situation is like a plague, and it is quickly contagious.

One after another, netizens woke up, and then they hurriedly ran behind various trees with their pants on.

well!In such a cold night, a group of netizens ate a bunch of cold wild pears, and now they are collectively starting to strike.

Chapter 11 Blessings in the Night Wind

Yang Dongli, who felt that some boiling objects in his stomach came out in a rapid jet, relaxed his whole body, and this was the worry in his heart.

During such a process, he saw squatting shadows under the surrounding tree stumps, or among the bushes, and he could hear various 'whoosh, whoosh~' sounds in his ears.

And in the nasal cavity, a strong odor can be smelled.

Under such circumstances, Yang Dongli felt a strong worry in his heart.

However, the worry in his heart was not whether everyone would collapse to the point of collapse; it was just such a one-time excretion, but there was no need to worry about such strong sequelae.

Really want to make people's legs weak, at least even pulling three or five times is almost the same.

What really worries him now is that after solving the problem in his stomach, he is used to wiping himself with toilet paper, and he doesn't know how to clean up next.

First of all, we can be sure that everyone is a group of greasy old men, and no one is designated to carry those fragrant tissues on their bodies.

So now he has to make a difficult and painful choice like other netizens.

That is, to make a choice among the branches on the ground, the large leaves around you, and your own shorts, which one to use to do a good job in personal cleaning.

Yang Dongli, who was really not used to the neutral state, quickly ruled out the last option.

Then, when this guy lowered his head to find a useful branch, he found a surprise: not far away, there was a ball of paper that was crumpled into a ball, which seemed to be relatively dry and clean.

Undoubtedly, this discovery can be said to have saved Yang Dongli.

He picked up the paper ball with great excitement, intending to solve the problem with this new discovery.

It's just that he soon realized one thing: is it a bit too extravagant to use such a large piece of A4 paper by himself?

If you save it well, at least two people can solve the problem.

He can even use such a precious thing to show his favor to a netizen whom he values.

For example, the leader of the fire support team, the original sin of Xiaopingtou, who seems to be a bit of a fighting force, but the brain is not very smart, can completely be his confidant.

If it really doesn't work, two netizens, the former armed guard Xiling and the 2.0-sighted Hun Mage, can also.

And the half sheet of paper saved in this way is the key to taking the first step to win over.

When thinking of this, Yang Dongli carefully tore the A4 paper he had just unfolded into two neat halves along the middle.

Among them, the relatively clean half, that is, with less handwriting, was held by him with his right hand and moved behind him;

After all, he often understands the scientific reason that hemorrhoids are easy to cause by wiping with newspapers.

By the way, Yang Dongli took advantage of the moonlight to look at the handwriting on the half sheet of paper that he was going to give away, and began to look at it with some effort.

On the one hand, he just thought that such a piece of paper that is obviously a modern plane appeared here, which is very unscientific. He wanted to see what was written on it.

On the other hand, modern people are habitually using their mobile phones when they go to the toilet.

In the current situation without a mobile phone, of course, if there is something on hand, I will habitually look at it.

Looking at it, looking at it, Yang Dongli's relaxed expression became solemn.

Because this is a diagnosis report, a diagnosis report that is actually the trainee commander Hu Biao, and the diagnosis result of 'late rabies' on it, makes him feel a little bad about the plan to control this team.

well!An experienced commander with such a disease can't judge by common sense at all.

In other words, this product is simply a big trouble like a time bomb, which will cause too many unstable factors to the plan he made.

Thinking of this, Yang Dongli's mind became a little dazed.

Xu Shi's mind was too dazed. Yang Dongli's right hand, which instinctively wiped with half a sheet of A4 paper, actually pierced the paper after using it.

When the tip of his finger pierced the paper and felt something slippery, Yang Dongli knew something was wrong.

Instinctively, he swung his right hand vigorously in front of him, trying to forcibly shake off the disgusting object stained on his fingers.

It's not dead, it's just a few throws.

Yang Dongli's right hand smashed heavily on the trunk of a pear tree in front of him because the frequency was too high.

With his fingers connected to his heart, Yang Dongli felt a sharp pain in an instant; for this, he made a habitual action that made him regret, and pointed the most painful index finger to his mouth.

Such an action is completely a habit developed by humans from the puppy period.

Fortunately, at the moment when his finger was about to enter, Yang Dongli overcame his instinct and closed his mouth tightly.

Then, when he felt his right hand smear his face, the salesman became a little helpless...

In the end, this one involved acute diarrhea of ​​all people, which came and went quickly.

3 minutes later, when the grove, which was full of wild pear fragrance, had a strong smell of farmyard manure, everyone returned to the same place and continued to sleep.

The upcoming battle, let them know that they must recover well.

The amazing thing is that everyone didn't say a word about what happened collectively just now, as if it had never happened.

Therefore, no one asked at all if anyone else had accidentally pulled it into the crotch without holding it back, and how to clean it.

Even Yang Dongli, who realized something, finally chose to shut his mouth tightly after the words reached his lips.

Let all this, like the stench in the woods, dissipate with the night wind.

******

Regardless of whether netizens have a good rest, the agreed time at 4:25 in the morning has arrived.

At this moment, there are still 12 hours and 7 minutes before the end time of the 10 hours stipulated by the mission, but everyone knows that if you can't take down the turret with a sneak attack at night, then you don't want to be able to accomplish this during the day.

Everyone who knew that this action was the only chance, after waking up with Yang Dongli's greeting, even if they were very drowsy and had various physical discomforts, they still forcibly cheered up and began to gather.

After Yang Dongli emphasized the grouping and tactics again, everyone started to set off. A battle that was difficult to describe in words was about to begin...

'Fire Assaulter, come on~' Yang Dongli shouted while waving the red silk shell gun in his hand.

Today's large army of netizens has sneaked to the starting position, that is, they have worked hard to excavate a 3-meter-long trench.

Amidst his shouting, Jason and the other seven firefighters with shotguns took a deep breath and jumped out of the trench first.

Arranged two loose three-three formations that were not standard at all, and started the action as lightly as possible.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, the bodies of the white flowers were quite white.

The shotguns in their hands had long been loaded with iron sand, gunpowder, and igniter powder.

If they can get close to the gun turret and ignite the explosive pack calmly, it is naturally the most anticipated situation in their hearts.

The problem is that they also know that such a thing is almost impossible.

So the current plan in their minds is: once they are discovered by the opponents in the turret, everyone will charge quickly; at the same time, the people from the firepower assault team will open fire and spray a tube of iron sand in the barrel.

As Yang Dongli said at the beginning, they who hold the shotgun are actually the same as the fire assaulters in the modern army with shotguns.

As for such a weapon with the same principle, can the iron sand fired hit the target?

As soon as Jason thought of this possibility, he uttered two words in his heart, 'Hehe~'

Following the fire raiders were 6 netizens with a bundle of firewood behind them and big knives in their hands. This was a melee team led by Falcon and Bacon.

These people have a unified characteristic, the body is relatively fat.

The main task they were assigned was not only to cut down the barbed wire with a big knife, but also to throw firewood under the turret.