Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

What the thin monkey said was miserable, but Han Feng believed his words very much, not to mention the rumors, but the skinny appearance of the thin monkey in front of him looked like he was extremely malnourished and didn't have enough to eat.

Lao Wang and the comrades in the cooking class seemed to have a very harmonious relationship, probably because he was used to being scolded, and he didn't mean to refute at all, and even his expression didn't fluctuate much. The thin monkey said a few words and felt that it was useless, so he stopped You made fun of your monitor.

The thin monkey then changed the subject: "Comrade three idiots, didn't you win the battle? Why did you still get punished by the regiment leader?"

Han Feng smiled and said: "Victory is victory, but it's a pity that you violated the military order. The regimental commander said that if you win a battle, you will be rewarded. I also drank the wine in the regiment headquarters. If you violate military discipline, you will be punished, so I came to join the brothers." worked together."

What Han Feng said was funny, everyone couldn't help laughing, and the relationship became more harmonious immediately, and things were done quickly.

After the five large ceramic pots were filled with food, everyone began to move outside. Together with Da Zui and others, Han Feng moved the five large pots to the courtyard outside the cooking class, where the soldiers of the new regiment had their meals. , There are not many stools, except for the few stools that Li Yunlong and other superiors sit on, the others have always been in high demand.

When Han Feng and the others came out, the courtyard was already full of soldiers who had lined up. There was no battle these days, and everyone was hungry because of training, so they couldn't bear it and came to line up early in the morning.

Li Yunlong's meals are usually taken care of by Huzi, and they are served directly from the cooking class to the regiment headquarters. It's just that Li Yunlong was curious about the scene of Han Feng cooking, and said to Zhang Dabiao who went to the regiment headquarters again: "Da Biao! Let's go today Don’t eat at the regiment headquarters, go to the cooking class and have lunch with the soldiers!”

Zhang Dabiao said: "Team leader, you want to see how that foolish kid is making a fool of himself!"

Li Yunlong gave a rough laugh twice, rolled his eyes and said to Zhang Dabiao: "You're right, this kid is a fucking cunning, but I don't believe it anymore, can't he be cured? I'll punish him and send him to the cooking class. Let's see what the hell this kid can do."

"Captain, you have worked hard for this guard!" Zhang Dabiao sighed.

Li Yunlong said: "This kid has a temper with me. He drank a few days ago. Damn, this kid can hold a lot of alcohol! I finished drinking half a bottle of sorghum wine in one gulp. After the incident, I didn't even change my face. There's not much wine here, so it's not enjoyable to drink, next time I'll treat my father to a full drink!"

"It's interesting." Zhang Dabiao also laughed.

When the two of them arrived at the courtyard of the cooking class, the soldiers had already started queuing up to prepare meals. When a soldier stepped aside, Li Yunlong said, "I'm having dinner with my brothers today. No one has to take care of anyone else, and you don't have to treat me as a fool." Commander, I can line up by myself."

When queuing in line, Zhang Dabiao pointed to a short distance away, "Look, Captain, that brat is helping with cooking!"

Han Feng cooked rice for the soldiers one spoon at a time. Everyone didn't have much. They all had one bowl. Do you still want to eat after eating?There is no door, go lick the bowl by yourself!

The soldiers waiting for dinner all heard about Han Feng being sent to the cooking squad, and they all knew who Han Feng was after introducing each other.

It's strange, Han Feng's cooking team lined up long, and there were only a few people in the line next to it, but no one passed by. There was no way, Shouhou and the others also brought the pot to Han Feng's side. This is enough for this long queue.

why?They all wanted to talk to Comrade Han San, the legendary comrade in the recruit world!

"Hey, you fool, the leader is really willing to punish you!"

"How about it, is it comfortable to stay in this cooking class?"

"How did you beat the devils? How do you feel that the devils are like puppet soldiers when they get to you?"

Han Feng got tired of hearing this, and another soldier was about to speak. He immediately raised his rice spoon and cursed: "Grandma, if you talk nonsense again, I will beat you to death!"

The soldiers in line suddenly burst out laughing, and some laughed so hard that they couldn't straighten up.Comrades are all making jokes without malice, so the atmosphere of the meal is very harmonious, and even the food seems to be much sweeter in the mouth.

The soldiers of the third squad also came. The squad leader Liu Zheng is an honest man. He was a little embarrassed. Originally, he was going to help Han Feng take the blame, but Li Yunlong gave him a meal of wine, and everything was like dumping beans. After he came out, Li Yunlong knew all about the real situation.

Now, the soldiers of the third squad were all awarded third-class merit, and the regiment leader Li Yunlong even invited Liu Zheng to have a drink. Only Han Feng, the actual commander and meritorious deed, was punished. , was demoted to the cooking class and took the blame.

It was Liu Zheng's turn to eat, and he was still hesitating, not knowing how to speak. When Han Feng saw that he was his squad leader, he temporarily forgot the speechlessness of being "molested" by the soldiers of the whole regiment, and said with a smile: "Hey, squad leader, The fat and water don’t flow into other people’s fields, come, I’ll give you some more.”

Liu Zheng handed over the porcelain bowl in a daze: "Third idiot, don't be discouraged, the commander likes soldiers who can fight the most. You won't stay in the cooking team for too long, maybe you will be transferred back to the third It's time."

Han Feng said: "Squad leader, you don't have to worry about me. The cooking class is actually pretty good. Anyway, it's all for the final war of resistance. I think the comrades in the cooking class have made no less contributions than the comrades in the front line. "

"It's true, I won't be able to do heavy work in the cooking class." A soldier said.

Dazui grinned and laughed straight: "Three idiots are right, our cooking class is just as good!"

Liu Zheng stopped talking, sighed, turned around and left with a bowl of stewed rice with wild vegetables that Han Feng had filled for him.

When Zhou Daniu came over to cook dinner, he whispered in Han Feng's ear: "Third brother, the squad leader told us last night that when you return to shift three, even if you disobey, we are still willing to follow you, because it's worth it."

Watching the soldiers of the third squad leave, Han Feng chuckled. Meeting such a group of comrades who depend on each other for life and death is the greatest wealth he has ever had after soul transmigration.

"Damn it, your kid was sent to the cooking class by Lao Tzu, but I didn't expect you to become famous in our new group."

When the familiar voice sounded, Li Yunlong stood in front of Han Feng. He handed over the porcelain bowl and said, "Damn it, give me more food."

Han Feng laughed and said, "There wasn't much rice at first, and the squad leader picked it up!" He filled a bowl full for Li Yunlong.

What Old Chen said was right, there was plenty of food today, and after Han Feng finished feeding Li Yunlong and Zhang Dabiao, there were basically no one left.

Although the soldiers left the stool for Lao Li during the meal, Lao Li didn't sit on the stool. He held the bowl like a real farmer, and squatted beside Han Feng, "I'm a fool, the life of this cooking class Not bad, is it?"

Han Feng said with a smile: "You really have a heart, head, not to mention how comfortable it is, it's okay! Don't transfer us places anymore, I'll just work on the cooking team."

Li Yunlong's eyes shrank slightly, "That's good, you boy, do it well!" He finished the food in the bowl with a few mouthfuls, threw the porcelain bowl into the basin, gave Han Feng one last look, and stood up. Leave with Zhang Dabiao.

Zhang Dabiao said with a smile on the road: "Captain, that kid seems to be living quite comfortably, he doesn't seem to be in a hurry, he seems to be stubborn."

Li Yunlong frowned and said: "This kid is fucking angry with me! I still don't believe in this evil, what kind of mother's stubborn temper, I treat stubborn temper."

034 Persuasion

In the winter of Northwest Shanxi in the past few years, the sharp cold current was more sudden than before. Before autumn had enough time to leave people with a suitable refreshing feeling, the biting winter wind began to blow unscrupulously. This cold wind blew across the earth, It even blows into the hearts of a new group of thinly dressed soldiers.

Old Wang from the cooking class sat in the courtyard outside the cooking class to choose vegetables. He tightened his thin coarse clothes, but he couldn't help shivering in the cold wind.

In this era when there was no heating and no heating, food and clothing were probably the two most common things that could keep out the cold. However, the conditions of the Eighth Route Army were difficult. These two things that seemed easy to do became the most important things for the soldiers. The common problem is that the clothes are thin and tattered, and the food is clear soup with little water. No one is much better. One can only use the body to resist, and those who cannot bear it will naturally fall ill.

These days, in the land of Northwest Shanxi, the souls of the Eighth Route Army troops who sleep on the earth forever leave because of the cold, and there are not a few of them.

This is already Han Feng's second week in the cooking class. During the two weeks, Han Feng has done almost all the chores in the cooking class, whether it's Shun Zi's cooking, Xiao Liu's washing bowls, and Da Zui's picking firewood. , or the dishes chosen by the thin monkey, or the ingredients cut by old knives, Han Feng didn't let go of any work, big or small.

Naturally, Han Feng was completely integrated into the cooking class, and became acquainted with the members of the cooking class a lot, and the friendship he established began to go far beyond the category of comrades.

The stove in the cooking class is full of heat because of the fire all the year round, so it is a good place in winter. Once you stay in it, you really don't feel much coldness.

Just stepping out of the stove, the world outside is immediately different, like the feeling of walking from an incubator to a freezer.

When Han Feng came out, he was wearing an unpatched winter coat with a slightly green tinge on the outside, wrapping it warmly around his body, which was perfect for keeping out the cold.

This kind of winter coat is rare in the entire Xinyi regiment. You must know that the previous paragraph was worn by regiment leader Li Yunlong, and it was just a gray military uniform with large and small patches. Only then did the tailors in the regiment rush to make a military uniform for Li Yunlong.

Anyway, it's still a battle group of thousands of people, so the head of the group can't spend the winter in single clothes with patches, right?Then say it and make people laugh.

Han Feng took off his winter coat and threw it on Old Wang, squatting beside him nimbly to help choose vegetables, "I said, Old Wang, you are old enough to not accept your old age, can you do it? Wear unlined clothes, be careful that Comrade Yan Wangye will pull you as a guest if you are not careful."

Old Wang didn't see the outside, so he put on his coat without hesitation: "My good fellow, where did you get a winter coat? You can't even see a patch."

Han Feng said: "The Japanese military uniforms seized in Liuzhuang last time, the tailor made more than a dozen winter coats and sent a few to the regiment headquarters. I was thinking about your age, what do you say?" You can’t wear a single coat for the winter either! I just ordered one for you.”

"You boy, you really have a heart." Old Wang laughed. After two weeks of getting along, he fell in love with this young man in front of him who seemed to be rebellious, but treated others sincerely, was forthright and funny.

He is a shrewd person, and he knows that the head of the regiment actually likes this soldier very much, so he never treats Han Feng as an ordinary member of the cooking squad. The relationship between the two is not like that. They are the monitor and members of the cooking class, like a pair of friends who have been friends for a long time.