The Dictator of Uncle Nine's World

Marshal Cao's order was executed thoroughly, and truckloads of supplies and fuel were delivered to Fugui Town.

At the same time, soldiers from the first battalion began to set up fortifications on the outskirts of Fugui Town. Bags of sand were piled up to tightly surround the entire town.

This also made the entire Fugui Town become a little panic-stricken. Every household hid in their homes and did not dare to go out at all, for fear that they would be conscripted or shot as soon as they went out!

Cao Kun and Monkey were counting the oil that was delivered, big barrels, small barrels, wooden barrels, ceramic barrels...

"Marshal, the fuel is almost gone, and we need some more combustibles!"

The monkey made some rough calculations and threw another difficult question to Marshal Cao!

Without something to burn, oil alone won't burn, you'll need some firewood, cloth...

"Ma Dan!"

Cao Kun couldn't help but curse. It seemed that he would have to spend money to avoid disaster today!

"Take out the cloth stored in the warehouse!"

"Brother, those new cloths? That's a shame, isn't it?"

When the monkey thought that those were just small coins that would become food in the future, his heart ached!

Suddenly, an idea came to the monkey.

"Brother, why don't we collect rags from the people and exchange them for our new cloth? At a ten to one ratio, there should be many people who agree!"

As for directly requisitioning cloth from people's homes, Monkey has no such idea!

The mainstream of this world is that what belongs to the people is mine, take it when you need it!

But Marshal Cao has completed nine years of compulsory education. Although he has slipped through the net, he still has basic conscience!

Therefore, Marshal Cao’s troops have very strict military laws and discipline!

If you're not afraid of getting shot, why don't you go and try to rob one?

Cao Kun suddenly felt that the monkey was really smart. He patted the monkey on the shoulder and said with satisfaction,

"This is a good idea, let's do it immediately!"

The monkey left in a hurry. Cao Kun rubbed his hand, which was sore from being bitten by the monkey's shoulder, and muttered, "This kid's body is full of bones!"

Then he smiled again, at least he was not a rebel!

pretty good!

The monkeys' cloth collection operation went smoothly. When the townspeople heard that Marshal Cao was going to exchange old and rotten clothes for new cloth, they were so excited!

They all took out the rags that were unwearable at home and lined up to exchange them for new cloth from Director Monkey!

The clean white new cotton cloth was cut into pieces of different sizes and converted into worthless pieces according to the waste cloth sent by the people!

The collected waste cloth was taken away by the tax police and began to be made into fireballs!

First, use thin bamboo strips to weave a ball, then fill it with waste cloth, and finally pour oil on it, and a fireball is ready!

The sky gradually darkened, and Cao Kun became more and more anxious!

The supplies from Renjia Town have been delivered, but there is still no movement at the base!

"Damn, it would be nice to have a phone right now!"

Cao Kun was also thinking too much. In this day and age, even with a telephone, a radio is enough...

By the way, you can ask 001 to get two radios first, so it will be easier to communicate with the base!

Damn stupid system!

Just as Cao Kun was secretly cursing the system for being ineffective, a fleet of trucks entered Fugui Town.

Escorted by fifty base soldiers, ten large trucks loaded with supplies caught the eye of Marshal Cao!

"finally come!"

Cao Kun's heart was suddenly at ease. With this batch of supplies and those fireballs, tonight would be safe!

"Report to the Marshal, the supplies have been delivered, please give your instructions!"

The platoon leader of the base soldiers responsible for transporting supplies reported.

"Temporarily assigned to the guard company, returning to the base tomorrow!"

There is no other way. The base is too short of manpower. If I detain these fifty people, Wang Zhi will come to me and complain tomorrow!

"Yes!"

"Uncle Jiu, how are the preparations going?"

The soldiers outside had already started eating dinner, so Cao Kun finally had time to come and see Uncle Jiu.

What we saw was Uncle Jiu frowning, holding a pen, and working hard to draw talismans!

As a result, the strokes were loose and the whole piece of talisman paper was wasted. Uncle Jiu had no choice but to throw the talisman paper into the wastebasket beside him!

Cao Kun took a quick look and found that the wastebasket was full. Uncle Jiu probably had no more in stock!

"Marshal, that's all I have!"

As he spoke, Uncle Jiu showed off the fruits of his day’s labor, more than a dozen talismans. Cao Kun didn’t know what they were!

But with such a thin layer, you can imagine how difficult it is to make these talismans...

"Ajiu is so amazing. He drew so many... pictures in a short time!"

The fat nanny's delicate voice made Uncle Jiu shudder, and Cao Kun was almost shocked!

Uncle Jiu gave Cao Kun a look and said, "See, it's hard for me to draw talismans with peace of mind when he's around!"

Cao Kun expressed his understanding, after all, heroes are sad...

"Don't worry, Marshal. I've asked Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai to prepare black dog blood and glutinous rice. They should be back soon!"

Uncle Jiu felt that he had not completed the task, so he thought that perhaps his apprentice would have some results.

As soon as Uncle Jiu finished speaking, Qiu Sheng walked in with empty hands!

"Where's the black dog blood I asked you to prepare?"

Uncle Jiu frowned. This brat wouldn't...

As expected, Qiu Sheng heard this and said in embarrassment, "Lillian said that we can't kill at will, not to mention that if we kill and take blood, the Lord will punish us!"

Uncle Jiu's face suddenly turned dark. He had worked so hard for several years, but he ended up raising a believer?

"I'm back……"

Wencai almost jumped in, shaking the flower in his hand...

"I suppose you didn't go to buy rice, did you?"

Uncle Jiu's voice was so gloomy that water could drip out of it. The two disciples were completely bewitched by those little nuns!

But... I was once again entangled by a nanny's flawless clone. Oh, heaven, earth, Sanmao Patriarch, what have I done...

Cao Kun felt that he should leave. In this kind of scene, where the master and apprentice, father and son, were a loving family, it would be inappropriate for him, an outsider, to be there!

What if I am an outsider here and Uncle Jiu doesn't kill his apprentice when he shows his love for him?

I am so soft-hearted that I really cannot bear to see those bloody things. What if I plead for mercy and Uncle Jiu agrees? What should I do?

Let’s go and see how Adjutant Lu is distributing supplies!

After going out the door, the screams behind him made Cao Kun feel much happier!

"Marshal, the base has sent a lot of good things!"

Lu Feng ran to Cao Kun with a happy face, introducing him non-stop.

"Marshal, there are two thousand bullets alone, not to mention one hundred newly researched ultraviolet light grenades!"

"Look, this is a large-scale high-intensity searchlight that completely simulates sunlight. Not to mention the corpse, even Ren Weiyong will suffer some damage!"

"A large corpse-catching net, specially designed to deal with zombies! It will catch them all!"

"Oh, and there's this body armor that even zombies' claws can't penetrate!"

Cao Kun looked at Lu Feng in confusion and said, "Brother, are you sure that the things sent by these bases are useful?"

It’s not that Cao Kun doesn’t believe it. Last time, apart from the enchanted bullet which was quite useful, the ultraviolet light was completely a decoration. Are you really sure that the searchlight can be used?