C129 A Strong Enemy Was Coming

"Fatty, let's have another meal tonight. I've decided on your work, and it all depends on your performance. . . "

As Xiao Qiangbing spoke kindly, he threw out another tempting topic.

In the past, when he ate grilled meat with iron plates, even baked melons gave off the feeling of a Taotie's feast. Now, there were actually other delicious foods. Who didn't desire it!?

"Officer, just say it. Even if you ask me to serve that guy, I will agree as long as there is food. "

Montelli twisted his waist and made a dance gesture as he said.

Amidst the laughter, Xiao Qiangbing said his plan:

In the next few days, the bandits will definitely counterattack. Other than eating and resting every day, the main thing for all the villagers was to take precautions.

A few groups of young and strong people stood guard outside the town, while the others. . . Villagers like Montelli and Harris, as well as other elderly people, had to be in charge of guarding the town every day and night.

Upon hearing this cliché method, Foster handed him a glass of water and took the opportunity to remind him in a soft and worried voice:

"Sir, you can't do that. You can't do that. They are very lazy. Unresponsible. . . "

After a few short sentences, Xiao Qiangbing saw the beads of sweat on his forehead. A sense of relief flashed through his heart.

"This deputy director, Foster, really has a sense of responsibility. Other than feeling a little inferior, he can really be put to good use in the future. . . "

He nodded at the meeting and hinted to him to be at ease. He immediately turned around and continued to make arrangements.

As his arrangements became more and more detailed, not to mention Foster, even the old scholar sighed with emotion that his dirty beard was about to be crushed. He could not help but sigh with emotion.

"Wonderful, wonderful, simply amazing. I've never seen anyone do this since ancient times. "

Xiao Qiangbing held a tree branch and quickly drew a picture of Silver Fox Town on the ground. The streets, exits, and rivers were drawn clearly. Then, he arranged people to form groups of twelve households. They were in charge of patrolling a territory. Once they discovered strangers, they would immediately call the police.

This was a traditional and cliché method, but Xiao Qiangbing added in a new requirement:

Each household was responsible for an hour. When the mission was completed, they would hand it over to the next family. Both parties had to sign to confirm that there was no situation at the place they were in charge of.

If there was a situation, the next family could choose not to accept it and call the police at the same time.

This plan emphasized responsibility.

Using responsibility to overcome the laziness of the locals!

The old Taoist priest racked his brains and thought for a long time. He seemed to have seen this method somewhere before. It was like the neighborhood watch system that had been reported on television, but those were all about the old lady of the small investigation team. She did not have a job, did not work, and was on patrol duty.

This model had a certain effect on improving the local security environment, but could it be used to guard against bandits?

Those fellows were all outlaws who came out at night. In the blink of an eye, they had entered the village and killed people.

"Qiang Zi, you, did you watch Aiguo movies, guerilla teams, children groups, and so on? I, I just want to know. . . "

The arrangements over there were almost done. The old Taoist priest could not care less about it. Xiao Qiangbing spoke until his mouth was dry and dry. He dragged him to the side and licked his face as he started to ask for guidance.

Xiao Qiangbing did not like to read books, but he liked to collect interesting things that had happened since ancient times.

This method had been used by the Japanese before. The specific method was to form a group of ten households and one family to work together. CHAN, Party, the other families all followed the same method.

However, this was only a fact that the average person understood. When they saw this method, they would scold the Japanese for being vicious. How could they not know that the ancestor of these actions was me, China?

The ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, Wang Yang Ming Wang Shouren, was the first to invent this method. He specialized in dealing with rebels and played a very good role back then. Later on, he followed his' Compendium Records' and went to Japan.

Many advanced tactics were researched and developed during the modern period of Japan. However, they were used by the Japanese on the Chinaman. It could be said that they were extremely vicious.

However, could Xiao Qiangbing tell him about this?!

"Old Taoist, your brain should be fine. It should be fine. You like to research something. Do you know why you didn't invent anything?"

Xiao Qiangbing looked at him seriously and taught him earnestly:

"Only when a person calms his heart, steals his mind, and focuses on thinking will he be able to research something good. You, do you often have waist pain. . . "

This fellow has his eyes on the old Taoist's weakness. He can judge that he often does that kind of thing, causing his mental state to deteriorate. Besides, before doing research and doing big things, that kind of thing is too frequent, affecting one's luck.

The old Taoist priest's face alternated between green and white, and he said without much confidence:

"I, I, am also not very frequent. One night is the most talented, only two times. Recently, I have seen 'Whirlwind' mate a few times. Below. . . "

"Twice, how old do you think you are? You're already at this age. . . " Fatty Liu curled his lips and teased from the side.

"Just twice. Really. It's just that the time is a bit long. Once is four hours. . . "

The old Taoist priest explained with a mouth full of grievance.

Once these things were arranged, Adolf immediately had a new problem in his mind:

It was impossible for the villagers to complete their duty patrol. Unless the bandits had their guns pointed at their heads, they would not be able to resist. If they did not have money, they could only give food.

In this place, it was pure nonsense to count on taxpayers for money. The government's tax department did not even have money, so how could they allocate it to you?

"Little Daoist, aren't there some aspects that can be done? Let's eat hotpot. We'll deal with it for two days first. I'll think of a way to deal with the rest. " Xiao Qianbing reiterated the matter of adding food and promised to think of a way to get funding and food.

Fang Yitong glanced at the wild boar that the villagers had brought from afar and quickly suggested:

"Qiangbing, this place sells sugar and vinegar, as well as tomato sauce. I can make Iceheart Cool Boiled Meat and can also deal with it for a few days. "

"Sugar gourds. There are no hawthorn, and fruits are fine too. That time, I was found by the police station and was afraid of being arrested. So, I started to hide and went to the countryside to sell them for a few days.

One can earn fifty cents. We can't let them eat this for free. "

Fatty Liu suddenly had this idea in his head. He directly said that he could not give it to them for free. He only gave it to those who performed well. For example, those who caught bandits.

They were preparing nervously. They did not know that more than a hundred bandits had already appeared in the forest. Under the lead of a cripple leader, they were observing the place like wild beasts.

His name was Alexander, the leader of the fake commander of the Sun God Organization, Jim, who was a right-hand man. Since yesterday, he had made a promise with Jim that not only had he burned Silver Fox Town in two days, he had also taken Xiao Qiang Bing and the rest of them to Venta Castle and handed them over to Jim to deal with.

"Sir, the One-Eyed Dragon didn't even fight them. Should we. . . " A bandit next to him reminded him, meaning that he would leave after the autumn wind and return to report.

Aleson's arm was as thick as a python, and there were all kinds of strange patterns on it. He blinked his triangular eyes that were full of eye feces and couldn't help but coldly snort:

"What is a one-eyed man!? Why did he have to fight head-on with the people of China and those useless snacks in the town?

That would waste our brothers' stamina. We should use our brains and find the best opportunity. . . "