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Chapter 448 The right hand of God

The headquarters and the hospital are together, of course not particularly close, but if you drive, they are only a few minutes away.

The headquarters is another tent, much smaller than the field hospital, but has stronger defense capabilities.

"The can opener takes a rest, and the Scarecrow goes directly to the staff office. Now that the war is tense, I won't be polite to you."

After Gao Yang finished speaking hastily, he turned back to Gao Yuan and said: "Let's not go to the staff office. I am the supreme commander in name, but my position as supreme commander is false. Small-scale special operations operations are under my command. Those conventional operations are under my command."

We are in charge of the War Planning and Staff Office, come here, we are all our own people, you can say anything."

If it was a secret, it had to be a secret. Gao Yuan and Xinghe followed Gao Yang into a tent, but when they entered the tent, Gao Yang looked back at Rishuko and said, "Isn't this... this Taoist priest coming?"

Gao Yuan turned around and glanced at Li Shuzi. There were many people in the field hospital and there was no need for Li Shuzi, so he followed him. However, Li Shuzi knew that Gao Yuan and the others wanted to discuss important matters, but he had no intention of following him into the tent.

Gao Yuan said: "Taoist Master, come together."

Only then did Rishuko follow.

As soon as you enter the tent, you will see a long table. However, it seems that the table is not flat. It should be several long tables put together.

The key is that on the table there is a bowl full of meat, a bowl of vegetables, bread and steamed buns in the box, and rice in the bowl.

The showy smile on Gao Yang's face reappeared. He pointed at the dishes on the table and said: "Hey, I have sixty Chinese cooking soldiers here, and I also imported twenty field cooking vehicles.

Originally, I bought a hundred cars, but unfortunately I couldn’t deliver the remaining eighty cars. It’s a pity, it’s such a pity.”

"A hundred cooking carts? Why do you need so many?"

"Let it go, keep it, and feel at ease."

Gao Yang sat down and said, "We are eating and talking. We are also starving, so we are eating and talking."

The people sitting in front of the table were all strange. Gao Yuan looked at the machine gunner, took off a black iron hand from his left arm, replaced it with a shiny silver prosthetic hand, and then he started to eat.

Seeing Gao Yuan's curious eyes, Gao Yang smiled and said: "Formal introduction, this is Grolev, nicknamed Big Dog, deputy leader of Satan, my brother, oh no, my father-in-law."

Grolev smiled at Gao Yuan, then he held a piece of bread with his prosthetic hand, and with his right hand he pulled the basin filled with red cabbage soup in front of him. After picking up the spoon, he said to Gao Yuan: "Hello."

Gao Yuan pointed to the bald woman next to him and said: "This is Irene, one of my wives... Ahem, the big dog is not her father. Ahem, if there is going to be a war, I have to shave my hair. I advise you not to.

I can’t help it, there’s really nothing I can do.”

Gao Yuan was surprised in his heart and full of admiration for Gao Yang.

Irene drew forward on her forehead with two fingers and said to Gao Yuan: "Eat quickly."

Gao Yuan nodded subconsciously, and then Gao Yang pointed at a Chinese man wearing glasses and said: "Rabbit, a sniper. The one next to him is Crow, and his wife is also a sniper."

Gao Yuan discovered that there were many disabled people in the Satan Mercenary Group, because at this time, a man with a prosthetic leg walked into the tent, sat down directly at the table, picked up a loaf of black bread and started to chew on it.

"This is Turtle, Commando, Peter, how's it going?"

Peter said without raising his head: "I can handle it, no problem."

Gao Yang smiled and said: "He is helping Rebrov manage the artillery regiment. Well, Rebrov is not here. His name is Wild Duck."

There were more than a dozen people in Satan. It took some time to introduce them one by one. Gao Yang said to Gao Yuan again: "Let's eat and chat while eating. We don't have so many rules here. This is the highest command in name, but in fact... Hi

, it’s just a fucking canteen.”

Gao Yuan smiled politely, but he still didn't take anything to eat, but Xinghe unceremoniously piled meat on the empty plate in front of her, then she picked up the steamed buns and said: "

Let’s eat first, and once he eats we won’t have to eat anymore.”

Gao Yang was stunned for a moment. He looked at the two large bowls of vegetables and various staple foods on the table, and then he said cautiously: "It's missing?"

Gao Yuan shyly whispered: "Not much..."

Gao Yang took a breath of cold air, and then he hurriedly said: "Mouse, hurry up and finish eating before making something else. Oh, this is Mouse, Liang Dong, our chef. You eat first. If there is not enough for us, we will cook."

, I’m sure I’ll have enough to take care of.”

Gao Yuan is still hungry, but if he lets go and eats, these are really not enough. He originally wanted to hold on for a while, waiting for Satan's people to finish eating, but thinking about it, it is impossible. Letting him eat leftovers is not the way to treat guests.

ah.

So Gao Yuan picked up a steamed bun, and when he was picking up the steamed bun, he suddenly froze and stared blankly at a young man in front of him, and then he said loudly and absent-mindedly: "The right hand of God!"

The young man smiled at Gao Yuan and said, "Hi, I'm Frye."

Gao Yuan could always understand his simple English. He stood up immediately and stopped taking the steamed buns. Then he looked at Frye and said: "You, you, what are you, you! Are you also a member of Satan? Damn it!"

Frye, a baseball legend and living baseball god, led the Texas Rangers to win the championship in his rookie season. Later, he moved to the New York Yankees and still won the championship. He has not won the runner-up since he started playing professional baseball.

.

Frye is a superstar, a super super star.

Gao Yuan doesn't play baseball and doesn't read baseball news, but he still knows Frye and is very familiar with it. It's because Frye, a phenomenal god-level player, is so famous that it's hard not to know. His news has long gone beyond sports.

category, because Frye led the team to win the championship, this is not surprising at all.

Moreover, Frye is still very young. He was at the peak of others when he debuted, but he has continued to move up on the peak of others.

Then just before the end, Frye suddenly disappeared. He disappeared in midfield during a game, disappeared without a trace, and Frye's disappearance was a huge news that had been followed around the world for a month.

Because the American super idol disappeared, Gao Yuan was tired of watching the news.

But now, in this quiet place, in Satan's headquarters and canteen, Frye is sitting opposite Gao Yuan.

Gao Yuan was stupid, he was completely stupid.

Frye smiled, and then he said helplessly: "So, do you want an autograph?"

Gao Yuan took a deep breath, then he exhaled heavily, and then he shook his head and said: "This world is too crazy, too crazy..."

Gao Yang scratched his ears and said helplessly: "You just need to know him. Fry, um, nicknamed Little Fly, is our bombardier. Even if he doesn't come, it won't work."
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