: Being in Cao's camp, heart is in Han

The rooms were basically tidy up, two bedrooms and one living room, and one kitchen. The village chief thoughtfully. The other room was originally prepared for Jiang Xiaoyue's friends, but at this time, Ye Feng was cheaper.

After washing and cleaning at home, Ye Feng took out a card from his arms and handed it to Jiang Xiaoyue, saying, "I looked at it here. There is only one postal bank. I have a card here, which happens to be postal. I don't know how much money it is inside. I put it there first. I originally wanted to buy something for the children and villagers here, but in my current situation, I am not familiar with my name, and this glorious and arduous task will be handed over to you. Of course, you can spend whatever you want to buy."

"Oh, how is this good?" Jiang Xiaoyue shirked.

"Okay, just keep it. Anyway, I have nothing to do and I am not going to leave for the time being. In terms of money, I will support you. I will eat your soft meal in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation." Ye Feng joked.

"Okay, today you keep me, you cook for me at home, I want to go to school to sign up, you, the black household, don't go out, be careful to encounter robbery again."

Jiang Xiaoyue was just a joke. If it were normal, Ye Feng would be afraid that she would encounter any robbery outside. However, judging from entering the village, Jiang Xiaoyue's popularity here should be no danger.

After Jiang Xiaoyue left, Ye Feng took out his tablet computer and took out a Global Card. Because it was a mountainous area, the signal was really not good, but it was intermittent. Ye Feng could still see the picture coming from Sanya, Hainan.

Zhan Haiping has already taken his army to prepare for combat, and several light ships have been hovering on the sea near the Diaoyu Islands. This is also the picture from Shui Mengqing. The specific situation of Japan is not known yet, but you can see that Japan's Yoshino Brigade is near the coastline.

Ye Feng took out paper and pen from his arms, spread it on the ground, and drew a simple world map, marking the military forces of M countries, Japan, South Korea, North Korea, the Philippines, Australia, and India with blue pens, and then marking the forces of China and Russia with red pens. Putting this picture aside, he simply drew a picture of the sea near the Diaoyu Islands.

Then he bit his pen, frowned, and said to himself: "The Diaoyu Islands are China's territory, and Japan's recent military exercises have been island-taking and acted, so they will definitely wait for our soldiers to land on the island first, and then launch air strikes. If it were me, I would send a small army to pretend to attack the island, trick him into some artillery shells, and then stop the ball, seduce the Japanese soldiers to land on the island, cut off their connection with the outside world, and then send a field army to land on the island, exert the ability of China's individual combat, and annihilate the Japanese soldiers who landed on the island in one fell swoop. I don't know how the battle sea level was designed."

Ye Feng took the pen from his mouth and drew the M country fleet in Japan's East Pacific on another piece of paper. He muttered again: "If the M country aircraft carrier group participated in the Sino-Japanese naval war, our country would be under too much pressure. How can we get M country to withdraw from the army?"

Ye Feng muttered, got up and sat on the sofa, looking at the world map he drew on the ground with his eyes, his eyebrows turned into a lump. Suddenly, he set his eyes on North Korea's territory, and a sharp light appeared in his eyes. He stood up from the ground with a "swish" sound and said, "I have it."

As he said that, he picked up the phone and just pressed the phone at home, but after thinking about it, he put down the phone. If he had such a good deed, wouldn't his mother go crazy?

It’s like a way to post an article on Weibo? Then the secret will be leaked, and Country M will definitely report it in advance.

And if you write this Weibo post in any kind of text, someone will recognize it. What should I do?

However, only Shadow can understand the Martian text between you and Shadow, but if you write it yourself, Shadow will definitely try every means to find your place. Now the country cannot be confused at all.

Ye Feng walked around this room casually. I don’t know how long he had walked, but suddenly he saw a character on the wall, with a silver hook and iron painting, vigorous and powerful, with a bit of the meaning of Grandpa Mao.

This is the "Sixteen-character Order" written by Grandpa Mao in 1934.

"The mountain, the fast horse whips up and down without falling from the saddle. Looking back, three feet away from the sky. The mountain, the sea, the rivers and the rivers roll in huge storms. The rushing and the thousands of horses are still in full swing.

The mountain pierces the blue sky and has not yet broken. The sky wants to fall, and it depends on it."

Ye Feng looked at the power between the lines, even Ye Feng, who was proficient in calligraphy and could write a thin gold body at will, was amazed. He said: "For such skills, you must be open-minded and have no desires. Where can you find such a person in the world?"

Suddenly, Ye Feng's eyes widened, his fingers trembled and stroked the words, and said in surprise: "Damn, Grandpa Mao's authentic works."

Afterwards, Ye Feng hurriedly covered his mouth. If the landlord knew that this was the original work, he would definitely take it back. Even if it was taken back, it would not be the responsibility of the people here, and no one would be willing to make money.

Ye Feng had just had a scheming in his heart, and another light flashed in his eyes, and he said to the sky: "Thank you, Grandpa Mao, for pointing out a clear way for me, Ye Feng."

At this moment, the door of the room was opened with a creaking sound. Jiang Xiaoyue walked into the room and said, "What's the bright road? What are you fiddling with at home?"

Jiang Xiaoyue said as she looked at the large papers on the ground, with drawings drawn on them. She picked up one by one, looked at it, and said, "What is this? I can't understand, what are you doing at home? You have been tormenting this way in just a few hours. It seems that I will be busy in the future."

Ye Feng smiled awkwardly, picked up a piece of paper and said, "My mother is a soldier. I have read military books and military strategies since I was a child. Now there is war in the country, and I am itchy, so I made some strategic maps and made some fun by myself."

"Oh, I still can't tell you are having these two tricks. Okay, pack up, the villagers have held a welcome meeting. We are all going to attend, let's go together." Jiang Xiaoyue said as she started packing the paper on the ground.

Ye Feng also helped to clean up and asked, "Who is the landlord here? Is it easy to talk to?"

"Haha, it's an old farmer. He originally changed a large brick and tile house for his son, but his son has never come back since he went to work in the city, so he rented this house. Oh, when it comes to this, I really can't stand it. This old farmer is old and has a son. He is over 80 years old and his son is only forty years old."
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