Classic Villain Rescue Station

The Huanhai Highway, what a romantic and poetic place, when it was dark and the night was hot and windy, Luo Wei's electric tricycle rode a third of the way, and the snot and tears were driven down by the strong wind. .

When he got to the place, he turned on the light on the basis of the headlights to the maximum, and set up an awning to look around.The Yellow Turban Army, even if it is rooted in the peasant uprising, has already formed an army. Stationmaster Luo does not expect to see a well-groomed army. At least it must have the momentum of a college student's military training.

The previously agreed meeting place was the North Beach landmark lighthouse. Luo Wei rode there for a long time, but he didn't see a single person.Until riding along the beach for more than one kilometer, I found a small red and yellow shed with a pointed roof. He is familiar with this kind of shed. It is the official rental parking spot for sightseeing bicycles around the island.

In the front, back, left, and right sides of the shed, there are nearly a hundred tall, short, fat, and thin men with different characteristics, standing, sitting, squatting, leaning, lying, or lying down. The uniform coarse cloth bunt, only the chest and back are fixed with hemp rope and leather rope, and there is a vest-like leather Fish scale armor.These people have different postures, but their movements are uniform, with one hand hooking a small cloth bag, and the other hand digging out and digging out sunflower seeds.

Someone reported to the people sitting in the rest area under the shed that someone was coming, and the scrambled men moved out of the way, and Luo Wei finally saw the person coming out clearly.How big is the rest area of ​​the car rental point? In such a small space, there are ten people crammed under the shed. According to the analysis of people's sophistication, they should all be at the leadership level.

The clothes of the leaders of the Yellow Turban Army are basically similar to those of the men outside, but the area of ​​the leather armor is enlarged.

A solid middle-aged man with a strong rural atmosphere led the crowd out, clasped his fists and saluted: "You are the station master Luo Wei, right? Let me make Zhang Mancheng."

Following Zhang Mancheng, the three of them looked proud, causing the two groups of people who came out later to curl their lips together. The two groups of people were respectively surrounded by a pair of young people with somewhat similar eyebrows, and a slightly taller young man. With fair skin, he doesn't look like a warrior. The slightly shorter one has dark red skin, giving off a fierce look.

Without waiting for the two to open their mouths, Zhang Mancheng introduced with a smile: "These two are the younger brothers of the great virtuous teacher, the local general Zhang Bao and the human general Zhang Liang."

Then he introduced one by one from his own side.

The four people behind Zhang Mancheng, Zhao Hong, Sun Xia, and Liu Pi belong to the Nanyang lineage of Runan in the Yellow Turban.

The three people behind Zhang Bao: Yu Du and Tao Sheng are from the Montenegro line.

But the three people behind Zhang Liang: Yang Feng and Han Xian belong to the Baibo family.

There are two other big men from Shandong who always stand outside the shed and do not join them. One is Guan Cheng and the other is Guan Hai.Although they have the same surname and nationality, they are not relatives.The second officer belongs to the first line of Qingzhou, and belongs to the diehard general Zhang Jiao of Tiangong.

The complexity of the relationship between the hundreds of people in front of him made Luo Wei's brain ache. Obviously, these guys are called the same robes and wear the same yellow scarves, but they have their own thoughts in their stomachs.He was very curious, what kind of opportunity caused such a group of people to be impaled collectively?

Although Luo Wei was curious, he didn't dare to poke the minds of these people.When Lu Bu came, he was under a lot of pressure, but no matter how hard it was, he was the only one in the end.Sometimes quantity does not represent absolute power, but quantity can often be the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

Fortunately, Zhong Dajiang didn't intend to make Luo Wei a fool this time, so he sent a 500-word instruction manual in a long-winded WeChat.The general meaning is that the Yellow Turban Army ordered all the soldiers and horses to prepare for the departure. The demon Zhang Jiao predicted good or bad luck at the opening of the altar. up.

Zhong Dajiang also briefly described the delicate relationship between these 100 people.

Er Guan belongs to Zhang Jiao's direct line, and has a certain affection for the two brothers Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang, but it is absolutely impossible to take the initiative to order them around. Among the 88 Yellow Turban guards, 28 belong to Zhang Jiao's direct line.Of the remaining 60 Yellow Turban guards, Zhang Mancheng took 30, Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang each got 15.Under the slight inclination of the second manager, the team of 100 people barely reached a balance.

Luo Wei looked at the 100 yellow scarf soldiers in front of him and smiled wryly. Before that, he was glad that the monster Zhang Jiao didn't come, but now he felt how important it is for a team to have a leader who can make decisions.He looked left and right, wondering who to give orders to, Zhang Mancheng had the evil intentions of being the boss, after all, his name was not right, and the two brothers' titles determined that they were qualified, but the two brothers obviously seemed to be at odds with each other. It is easy to cause conflicts in either direction.As for the second officer, they are out of sight and out of mind, and they are obviously not willing to wade into this muddy water.

It's not enough for 100 people to stare at him like this. Luo Wei is determined to use force to determine the value of the universe.Of course, it is impossible for them to have a real PK. Speaking of combat effectiveness, who else in this group of people is there besides Guan Hai?Guan Hai can be said to be the number one fierce general in the Yellow Turban Army. His force value is equivalent to that of Yan Liang and Wen Chou who were killed by Guan Erye. He can even stand alone against Guan Yu, which shows the high force value .

Luo Wei licked his face and walked up to Guan Hai with a smile: "General Guan, can you..."

Guan Hai didn't expect that he would be so low-key but become a bird in the first place. He scratched his head and then saluted with fists, his voice was like a bell: "Station Master Luo!"

Luo Wei was taken aback: "You can call me Luo Wei or Xiao Luo," he said tentatively, "No matter what happened before, the 100 of you who came to me represent the entire Yellow Turban Army. We are all a group, and we need to work together, so Big Brother Guan is reluctant to take the lead."

Guan Hai smiled foolishly, ignoring Guan Cheng who was desperately winking his eyes, and San Zhang, who had an unattractive complexion, and returned a salute: "I don't dare to admit the leader, but when it comes to skill, Stationmaster Luo Don't worry, if the brothers dare to fall into the prestige of a great virtuous teacher, I will definitely spare him."

After the words were closed, Guan Hai waved his fist as big as a sand bowl, and the scene was silent for a moment, and even three of them fell silent in an instant.They also belong to Huluo Pingyang. If I am still the same as before, surrounded by countless personal guards and masters, ten or eight Guanhai don't care about it. The problem is that there are two or three kittens around me now. Once they show off their muscles With a face, I really have to eat his tricks.

Luo Wei was very relieved, and wanted to give Guan Hai something. Unexpectedly, he pushed Guan Cheng: "I am a stupid person, and I am only responsible for repairing whoever is dishonest. If there is any arrangement for the station manager, I will talk to brother Guan Cheng." Say it!"

Although Guan Cheng is also a big man from Shandong, his appearance is much more elegant and refined than Guan Hai. Sure enough, his appearance is justice. Luo Wei immediately felt that the pressure was much lighter: "Brothers are guests from afar, and this place is not considered a place of residence. It’s too far, there are seven or eight kilometers, but the conditions are here, and there is no means of transportation, I will trouble you to follow my three rounds later, I will drive slower, and don’t fall behind if you are blind.”

Guan Chenglian guessed that Daimeng understood the meaning, and smiled slightly: "It's okay, walking at night is not worth mentioning to those of us who come from poor backgrounds."

Then, the rapid march of 1VS100 officially began.Luo Wei was afraid that they would not be able to keep up, so he looked back at the situation from time to time, and there was really no one left among the 100 people.Later, I found out that Guan Hai was just behind us, so I felt relieved.

Regardless of the lax discipline of this wave of soldiers, the quality of the march is not covered, but a little laxity is a good thing, so as not to poke there in the future, the military literacy is fully displayed, and the superiors treat it as an illegal private armed force.

Walking and running, no matter how strong the sea breeze was, Luo Wei's tricycle played a huge role. It turned out that the outermost layer of leather armor of the Yellow Turban Army could be removed.So he dragged a load of leather armor covered with yellow scarves ripped from his head, followed by 100 people who were sweating profusely and with their arms and sleeves exposed. Not to mention, their outfits changed a little. At this point, there is not much difference with the modern people who came out of the valley.

Completely bid farewell to the modern concrete road, when the Yellow Turban Army set foot on the standard rural dirt road, I felt relieved one by one.Until passing through the entrances of Liunan Village and Zhaowang Village, the serene and harmonious rural atmosphere that greeted them brought tears to the eyes of these mud-legged peasant soldiers.

They like the peaceful life in the countryside and enjoy the joys of family life in the fields. If they are not forced to, who is really willing to leave their hometown and live with their heads on their waistbands?

Luo Wei actually thinks that this group of people is quite complicated. They have the temperament of soldiers and the cunning of small farmers, but they have the simplicity of the countryside in their bones.This is actually a good thing, the holiday resort can't support a bunch of guys who are addicted to having fun, if they demand a lot like Dong Pangpang and the others, he, the No. 84 rescue station, simply turn it around, die! !

Luo Wei didn't dare to lead people through the main entrance. In order to put it into use as soon as possible, the resort also followed others' example and divided it into Phase I, Phase II, and Phase III. The construction site was illuminated like daylight.

A group of people entered from the West Corner Gate, passed the curved ramp in Quli, bypassed Hengwu Garden, passed Tubi Mountain Villa, and arrived at Huazhongpo, which is the hillside where Daiyu buried flowers according to legend. Xia Jingui had already arranged for people to walk around the hillside A piece of color steel plate room was built, and it was called a temporary training base for newcomers.

Luo Wei was quite worried about what the Yellow Turban Army would think about the Aujingxi Pavilion opposite Huazhongpo. The main reason is that the Aujingxi Pavilion is the only courtyard in the entire resort that is fully furnished from the inside to the outside, from soft decoration to flowers and plants.

The problem is that this place was specially built by Zheng Zhicheng for his own retirement, and it was also the place Song Yu named and kept for his own use, and Qian Tezhu would remind him not to touch it randomly every time he called.

The color steel house is a two-story building, with a total of 30 standard six-person rooms.Luo Wei taught Guan Cheng to get water from the faucet with the water pipe, and saw the big men of the Bailai standing in several rows, one by one, bathing in the water column from the water pipe.After a few back and forth, bathing, face washing and mouthwashing, a series of cleaning tasks were completed. In less than a quarter of an hour, the Yellow Turban guards went back to their rooms, and it was unclear whether they were really asleep or pretended to be asleep. There were only 12 generals and soldiers outside. Two personal guards patrolling back and forth.