Chapter 282: Fat Bird

The most recent period in the Black Stone Tribe can be said to be the most moist period of life for weak chickens since their birth.
Each meal three times a day has enough meat. Not to mention, these deliberately processed foods are also particularly suitable for the weak chicken, which has a different taste.
With enough salt, the upper and lower sides of the Blackstone tribe always used to sprinkle a lot of scary salt into the food when they were making food.
It seems that in this way, they can replenish the salt they had to save in the previous bitter days.
If someone goes to tell them that this way of eating is healthy or unhealthy, the local people of the Black Stone tribe will definitely spray saliva on their faces, and they will firmly believe that the other party is absolutely a brutal force who ca n’t even eat salt, absolutely Jealous of their affluent life, deliberately trying to distort them.
Therefore, the food they make is completely salty and scary; in addition, if the conditions permit, they will also add the white sugar allocated by Master Niu to the food.
As a result, these sweet and salty foods, besides satisfying themselves and making the red eyes of other tribes' natives envious, now have a loyal supporter: Weak Chicken.
So eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating again, and even a couple of days of hard liquor, is simply to let the weak chicken live a happy life in the same dream.
As for the graceful and noble cranes, they are treated as if they were fed by the little fat sheep of nomadic tribes. From the point of view of weak chickens, this is nothing to do.
The beautiful days always seem so short. When the weak, sleepy chicken in the kennel was suddenly awakened by Master Niu ’s earth-shattering ghost call, it suddenly realized: "I depend! Laozi actually has a Master, the identity of Laozi TM is still a mount ... "
Master Niu no longer knows how to use his barren words to describe his flying mount.
After many days of recuperation, the feathers of this product that had been bald in the battle with the mountain eagle fierce beasts have grown back again, and under the apparently abundant excess nutritional supplements, it looks so shiny. slip.
It's just that such a huge body full of fat, compared with the slender neck of the weak chicken, and a pair of slim legs; no matter from what angle, Master Niu feels full of inexplicable sense of violation.
"Forget it, this is a very special time, not a time to care about these small details; the weak chicken has always been a strange flower that does not take the usual road, and maybe it can still fly." Master Niu can only do this at this time. Heart comfort myself.
Then, he opened the gate of the false shelter, untied the rope that tied the weak chicken, and suddenly jumped on the back of the weak chicken.
Fortunately, the local people who were under their hands also knew that the weak chickens were equipped with a layer of hay mats, so it was still quite comfortable to sit on the back of the fat chickens. It also made the weak chickens suddenly fatter, and it was not so Of nothing.
At this time, Master Niu estimated that if the conventional chicken was used, the situation of the weak chicken flying might be mysterious; however, after dealing with the weak chicken for a long time, Master Niu knew how to use the method to ignite the weak chicken. This little universe.
He straightly found a five-pound pot of burning knives from the portable space, and in the head of the weak chicken, he directly squeezed the mud seal of the wine jar; suddenly, the rich wine flavor was poured into it. In the nose of a weak chicken close at hand.
"Do you want it?" Master Niu asked faintly, and then fanned the alcohol on the weak chicken's nose.
The weak chicken couldn't speak, but from its point of the head that brought the residual image in the air, it was already very clearly expressed, and its strong thoughts in his heart.
"Take a trip with me. After arriving at the destination, this thing is yours, and it is still two altars." During the speech, Master Niu immediately put away the wine jar.
Then he said lightly: "I originally planned to use this time to brew a large number of such wines, but some people came to find trouble, and I didn't have any thoughts about making wine. How to do?"
What else can I do? I saw that the weak chicken suddenly rose from the ground. Under the powerful fanning of its slender wings, it made its plump body light as if nothing.
"Ah, ah, ah ~" In the long list of tweets, the weak chicken's face, which was originally full of immortality, was full of unabashed murderous intentions.
If Master Niu is in a bad mood, he wo n’t make wine. If he does n’t make wine, he will have no wine to drink. So whoever dares to make Master Niu not open the forest will kill him ...

In fact, the airlift assault troops of the Blackstone Horde, when they first departed, had already passed for three hours after Master Niu's initial announcement of the order.
After removing half of the bun's battery as a backup, there are only seven Wuling buns remotely operated by Master Niu this time.
But after removing all but the driver's position in the carriage ~ EbookFREE.me ~; in the small Wuling minivan, it was actually stuffed into it by Master Niu. warrior.
This is a miracle. Just like a legend in the modern plane, novice drivers must not provoke Wuling Xiaobao because you can never guess how many people will get off and hit you ...
Not only that, even the roof of each small bread was put by four long-bowers wearing a very thick old cow; the twenty-eight long archers on the roof of seven small vans were also considered to be this time. Air transportation, prepared guard force.
Although these blackstone tribe longbowmen, because they have never experienced such related training, it is estimated that there will be a big difference between the quasi-head and the ground; but in any case, under so many longbow fires, they can The incoming flying beast has a powerful deterrent capability.
Thanks to the development of the times, the material of the Wuling small bread in the 2118s is no longer the thin steel plate of a hundred years ago, but has been replaced by a more sturdy composite material; this also makes the roof of the small bread, not to let the four A sturdy warrior squashed it straight away.
As for the fighters in the carriage, they are now forcibly stuffed into it, squeezed like legendary canned sardines; when faced with the threat of air, these powerful fighters on the ground will not have any resistance.
In any case, after counting Master Niu, the Black Stone Horde Air Commando with a total of 131 people started the extremely novel air journey on the warm farewell of all Black Stone Horde members.
It's just that the sound of screaming, begging for mercy, and even vomiting while disgusting hasn't waited to fly out, in this small air flying team, it began to sound continuously ...