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Chapter 192 Awesome my arsenal (for a long time no see io

I am an artillery Text Volume 192: Awesome My Arsenal "Genzi, why do you want so much sweet potatoes to burn?" Li Yunlong looked at Liu Gen with a headache, not understanding why Liu Gen wanted so much sweet potatoes to burn.

Li Yunlong has found out. Whenever he gets some sweet potato roast, he has not yet taken a few sips, and the sweet potato roast will fall into Liu Gen's hands. The key point is that Li Yunlong rarely sees Liu Gen drinking sweet potato roast. As the leader, he still has a clear understanding of Liu Gen's daily situation.

On weekdays, Liu Gen spends most of his time in the training of artillery company soldiers, and never sees him drinking while training soldiers. As for going back to rest at night, it seems that Liu Gen rarely chooses to drink. Most of the time, Liu Gen is reading books.

Liu Gen borrowed a lot of books from the regiment headquarters, and if he continued, the books in the entire independent regiment would be read by Liu Gen.

"Captain, I must have my own reasons for burning sweet potatoes. Besides, I finally found out the flying thunder cannon, so you can't give me some reward? According to the old rules, two bottles of sweet potatoes are just right." Liu Gen said with a smile.

Looking at the smile on Liu Gen's face, Li Yunlong felt extremely uncomfortable, but he had no choice. Who made Liu Gen his confidant general? Two bottles of sweet potatoes are just burned. If Liu Gen can achieve more results, what are the two bottles of sweet potatoes?

"Damn it! Okay, you are awesome! Take the artillery company to me. If something goes wrong, I will ask you!" Li Yunlong patted Liu Gen's shoulder twice, and tried very hard, which made Liu Gen grin in pain.

Liu Gen looked at Li Yunlong with a smile, and didn't understand that this was Li Yunlong's revenge on him. There was no way for Liu Gen to take away the two bottles of sweet potatoes he had just got, so Li Yunlong had to do this. Liu Gen was a little grateful that his physical fitness was OK, otherwise he would not be able to bear it if he was patted by Li Yunlong twice. How could it be OK?

Under Li Yunlong's gaze, Liu Gen left happily with two bottles of sweet potatoes. Zhao Gang looked at all this with a clear smile in his eyes. Zhao Gang appeared. The one who restrained Li Yunlong the most in the Independent Regiment was not Zhao Gang, nor was Kong Jie, the deputy commander of the small artillery company, but Liu Gen.

"Old Zhao, do you think this kid Liu Gen deserves a little beaten?" Li Yunlong looked at Zhao Gang and couldn't help but speak.

Thinking of Liu Gen's smug appearance just now, Li Yunlong had the idea of ​​beating Liu Gen. He took the sweet potato back and burned it, but he had no hope. Now Li Yunlong can only hope to beat Liu Gen and vent his anger. But isn't this a bit bad? In addition, the most important thing is that Li Yunlong can't find any reason to beat Liu Gen?

You can't say that you think Liu Gen deserves a beating, so just go and beat him? Li Yunlong doesn't want to do this. He is a reasoned person, so how could he use such a reason? But thinking about Liu Gen's daily performance, Li Yunlong felt a little distressed. If he didn't use this reason, he really couldn't find a reason to beat Liu Gen.

"I think the dragon is quite capable. Not everyone can study the weapon of the Flying Thunder Cannon? Lao Li, two bottles of sweet potatoes are nothing." Zhao Gang said with a smile.

"Hey, my Political Commissar Zhao, if the matter doesn't happen to you, you will definitely be fine. I finally got two bottles of sweet potatoes, but before I could take a few sips, I was taken away by this kid Liu Gen. I feel uncomfortable if I don't beat him up." Li Yunlong said again.
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