Chapter 34, New Faction Character

  The sound of gunfire suddenly made Meng Yao's hanging heart fall down at once.

  It's all over, what is destined to come will always come.

  Looking at the small group rushing back, Meng Yao waved his hand and charged forward with his spear. Zhuge Dun didn't dare to stop him, and he rushed up to run in front of him. At this time, it was too late to say anything.

  "Reporting to Battalion Commander, First Squad has completed its mission, objective intact and undamaged. Over."

  Meng Yao nodded and immediately commanded: "Very well. Don't stay, withdraw to our liaison point in Luoyang immediately and do a good job of concealment."

  A small group immediately took away Qian Ruwu and others captured by Lv Dachang, quickly disappearing into the night.

  "Second squad, prepare for battle." Meng Yao said, opening the earpiece on his helmet and asked in a low voice: "Biaozi, Biaozi, report your situation immediately."

  "Captain, the two Beiyang guard regiments that we knew about earlier have all been deployed. The outer surveillance team has not reported any other troop movements from the Western Engineer Battalion, but lights are being lit up one after another." Cao Feibiao said calmly, and the sound of gunfire could be faintly heard coming from his direction, sounding like the crackling of stir-fried beans.

  "Can it be detached from contact?" Meng Yao asked.

  "Alright," Cao Feibiao said with a sudden chuckle in his earpiece, "but we still need to ask the two companies on the other side if they'll let us."

  "You little stinker," Meng Yao cursed with a smile, immediately switching to a commanding tone: "Don't get caught up in the fight, retreat while fighting."

  When the sky was slightly bright, Cao Feibiao finally appeared in front of Meng Yao with the first team. Meng Yao didn't have time to chat, and counted the heads one by one before smiling and patting Cao Feibiao, handing him his own water bottle.

  This small encounter, the first echelon of the assault regiment had only one company and another class, less than 60 people. In less than ten minutes, they thoroughly defeated the two companies of nearly 300 Beiyang troops in front of them. What is a defeat? When the casualties of one side reach two-thirds, their army will inevitably collapse. If it were a real battlefield, it wouldn't be a defeat, but an annihilation. Meng Yao felt extremely happy. This battle was considered to be formally fighting against the Beiyang Army, and also roughly understood the true strength of the so-called regular army. What a pleasant surprise! And our regiment didn't have a single casualty.

  Qian Ruo Wu hid outside a window, also didn't know how many times he looked outwards, finally saw Meng Yao smiling and appearing outside the window, he suddenly jumped up, rushing to the gate.

  "Meng, Meng, you're all right?" He looked him up and down, the horror of the night still lingering on his pale face.

  "What's good about it? My wrist still hurts." Cao Fei Biao suddenly thought of Qian Ru Yun.

  "What's going on? You weren't hurt, were you?" Meng Yao anxiously grasped his hand.

  Qian Wu awkwardly smiled and explained to Meng Yao: "Oh, sorry about that. It's my sister who refused to leave and even bit Cao Pai Zhang."

  Meng Yao burst out laughing.

  These women from the Central Plains all have one hobby, and they often bite men's wrists. As he thought about it, Xiaohua's naive and rustic appearance involuntarily appeared in his mind.

  "Hum, so you're Meng Yao?" Qian Ruyun said, suddenly walking out from the inner room.

  Meng Yao turned his head, and a familiar beautiful face appeared in front of him. He was taken aback, could this be Qian Ruyun? Good heavens, she's even more beautiful than he had imagined. This is going to be trouble. However, he looked at her suspiciously, unable to recall where he had seen her before.

  But anyway, this courtesy cannot be less. Meng Yao thought about it and smiled slightly on his face, then stretched out his big hand and said: "I am Meng Yao, Miss Qian Ruyun, nice to meet you, sorry to startle you."

  Qian Yun stared at his hand, motionless.

  "Die, Ni Zi," Qian Ru Wu suddenly coughed loudly beside him.

  "So you're also a new faction figure," Qian Ruyun's face finally showed some animation, "This handshake custom, in the Central Plains I'm still the first person to accept this custom."

  After that, she boldly stared at Meng Yao again, gazed for a while, and smiled suddenly: "Since so, you apologize to me, I will forgive you."

  Meng Yao listened to a head of fog water, but still smiled and said: "You say, what kind of apology?"

  Qian Yun was just speaking casually, but wanted to vent her anger. Unexpectedly, Meng Yao took it seriously and didn't realize that she had been stunned for a moment. After a while, she stroked her delicate neck and said thoughtfully: "You hit me, you can't get away with it so easily. Let's do this, I'll think about it first, and when I'm ready, you must apologize to me."

  Meng Yao rubbed his scalp hard, his eyes scanning the crowd. Good heavens, when had he ever hit a woman? Bastard, which bastard was framing him?

  Cao Feibiao shrank his neck in fright and secretly called out in relief. It was dark and chaotic, but fortunately the girl had mistaken him for someone else.

  "Alright, alright," Qian Ru Wu danced with two paws, pushing Qian Ru Yun to one side, and reminded him with a lingering fear: "Commander Meng, the sky is already bright now, what do we do next? You have to make a decision quickly."

  "Now that we're here, what are you afraid of?" Meng Yao sat down in a chair with a big smile, stretched his waist comfortably, and ignored everyone else. He asked Zhuge Dun to bring over the biscuits and canned goods and started eating them as if no one was around. After eating half, he looked at the crowd and saw that no one had moved, so he furrowed his brow and called out to the duty officer at the communication point: "Sun Weiguo, hurry up and boil some hot water for everyone, and cook a pot of hot congee to warm us up."

  Sun Weiguo looked at Cao Feibiao with difficulty and replied: "The rice was all gone yesterday."

  "Then hurry up and buy it," Cao Feibiao's eyes suddenly widened bigger than a bronze bell.

  "That," Sun Weiguo said with a bitter face, stretching out his hand to Cao Feibiao, "money, you have to give me money."

  Cao Feibiao patted his pocket and pulled out a few silver dollars, slapping them into his hand.

  Qian Yun was curiously sizing up this group of eccentric people, unable to help but purse her lips and smile secretly. As she casually picked up a can with one hand, she fixed her eyes firmly on Meng Yao. This big man - no, this boy - was formidable when he was angry, but when he was in a good mood, he seemed like an old lady, even wanting to interfere in the kitchen.

  "Hey freaks, are these things yours?"

  "Of course," Meng Yao said with a glance at the canned goods, without any disguise. The trademark on it had long been torn off by them, so he wasn't worried at all.

  "Why don't you eat it yourself instead of calling others to eat?" Qian Ruyun suddenly raised her tone.

  Meng Yao calmly replied, "Hmph, they're all more delicate than me. They've eaten their fill and now they're complaining of indigestion."

  Everyone heard this and hastily lowered their heads.

  Qian Yun seemed to have suddenly realized something, turning her little head around and looking around, then holding up a can of food and asking: "This is actually a precious good thing, I can only see some in Shanghai. Hey, weirdo, can I eat one?"

  Meng Yao raised his head to look at her, but shook his head and said: "The weather is too cool, it's better not to eat." While speaking, he magically pulled out something from his pocket and casually handed it over to her. "Hungry, huh? Here, take this and fill your stomach first."

  Wow, chocolate! Qian's eyes lit up and she quickly snatched it into her hands.

  Meng Yao suddenly felt a bit disheartened. She had forgotten that she was Miss Qian, and this thing wasn't anything special to her. After all, this action in front of everyone's eyes, no matter how you put it, seemed a bit like trying too hard.

  Qian Yun skillfully opened the package, not daring to glance at Meng Yao again.

  Because she suddenly realized that her heart had unknowingly melted into this small sweet ocean. To know, the men she has met so far don't even know what consideration is.