Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

So, no wonder the pillars in Liangjian hit the headquarters of the Bantian United Army 500 meters away with two shots. There are too many people here, even our new regiment leader Li Yunlong has heard of you."

"Really?"

"Then I can still lie to you?"

"So I can shoot cannons again?" Wang Chengzhu was overjoyed, "I'm stupid and only learned how to shoot cannons. After I joined the Eighth Route Army, I didn't get any guns, and I didn't know how to use red-tasseled guns and machetes. I can only stare at the devil, watching other soldiers fight the devil to death, the feeling is too uncomfortable, I have long wanted to do my old job again."

Han Feng suppressed a smile and said, "Don't worry, Zhuzi, you are not small. After all, you are a soldier who can shoot artillery. Who dares to look down on you? There will always be room for you, but now, you also know the conditions of the Eighth Route Army. There are few guns." Poor thing, mortar? Dream on!"

"Then what should I do? When can I continue to shoot?"

"Cough cough, Zhuzi, can we say use artillery?" "Isn't that the same meaning?" You distributed it, if you really have this idea, let alone use artillery to beat devils in this life, even if you touch it, you won’t be able to touch it.”

"Then what do you say?"

"Grab it, what's the point?"

"Who robbed?"

"Nonsense, of course we are robbing little devils, why aren't we robbing little devils?"

"What to grab? You don't know as a recruit. I'm not bragging for the devils. Then they are really good. We don't have as many guns. Even if we go to the battlefield to fight bayonets, our three or five soldiers are not enough for a devil. Don't act foolishly, when you are on the battlefield, you won't even know how you died." Wang Chengzhu smiled wryly, and after the wry smile was contempt for Han Feng, he thought to himself that this kid is just a recruit, otherwise he wouldn't be here Daydreaming, most of my mortars are still hopeless.

Of course, Han Feng would not explain more to Wang Chengzhu, but just said mysteriously: "Zhuzi! You don't have to worry about it, anyway, I will call you when the time comes, and you will get the artillery."

"Okay, if only you could get me a cannon"

"how?"

"I will recognize you as the eldest brother."

"Really?"

"real."

"Okay, then you are ready to be my little brother!" Han Feng swaggered away amidst his trembling.Behind him, Wang Chengzhu looked at Han Feng's leaving back, was stunned for a while, and said in a low voice, "Where is this enlightened? He is obviously more stupid than before!"

Full of excitement, Han Feng probably didn't know Wang Chengzhu's evaluation of his promise. After he came out from where Wang Chengzhu was, recruit Xu Jingyou met him and asked him to have lunch together. Han Feng followed Xu Jingyou to Lao Wang's place in the cooking class. .

For the food of the Eighth Route Army, Han Feng has never had any expectations. In the eyes of this great army with firm beliefs and ideals, all food is enough to fill their stomachs. They were born in troubled times, and they did not come here to enjoy themselves. The difficulty of going up is not worth mentioning at all.

The eating rules of the soldiers of the new regiment are very simple, but there are no rules, especially after Li Yunlong, the new regiment leader of the new regiment, became the regiment leader. Blame him, Lao Li, for not reminding him, but there is no more dishwater.

Lao Wang in the cooking class is good at cooking. He can always make delicious food that is difficult to eat, especially the big white steamed buns. Serving the dishes, in the words of Li Hai, who has a huge appetite, it is no problem to eat ten or eight in one go, just treat it as a small appetizer.

It’s just that it’s hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. After Xinyituan’s food shortage has become increasingly scarce recently, even Li Yunlong has personally participated in planting vegetables. The lunch that should have given the soldiers a full meal is just porridge mixed with vegetables and leaves. Hearing a sound, it was not evening yet, and the bellies of the soldiers were growling one by one.

When Han Feng and Xu Jingyou arrived, the soldiers who had been divided into several groups to eat had already formed a long queue. I heard from a soldier who queued up that today the new regiment leader said that he had added two more cabbages from fellow villagers to the porridge. The old king of the cooking class cut two cabbages into pieces, and the soldiers in line were all waiting!Maybe whoever hits the big luck will get it.

Xu Jingyou greeted Han Feng to line up quickly, and Han Feng followed listlessly. At a glance, he saw a large pot of rice made in an iron pot half the size of a dustpan. Mixed grains, green vegetables, and wild vegetables were mixed together. No wonder it tasted delicious.

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006 Confused Regimental Order

The taste of the big pot rice is really not flattering, even if it is the cooking class Lao Wang's cooking skills are outstanding, there is only a barely swallowing taste left in his mouth, but it is still full of dry food.

Today's food is not as good as the big pot of rice that is hard to swallow on weekdays. The stick noodles are mixed with unknown bitter wild vegetables.

It was only when Han Feng looked around that he realized that the soldiers were very satisfied with their food. One by one, they were rattling and rattling the almost unglazed ceramic bowls that they fired in the kiln. So, I'm afraid they thought they were eating delicacies from mountains and seas!

"Three idiots, why don't you eat?" Xu Jingyou and Han Feng ordered food, and the comrades in the cooking class knew that they were recruits, so they deliberately filled some more soup.Xu Jingyou's bowl was about to bottom out. When he looked up, he saw Han Feng holding the bowl in a daze. He didn't seem to want to move his mouth at all. His mouth began to drool.

Han Feng regained his senses, recalling Li Yunlong's funny character, glared at Xu Jingyou and said, "You boy, you are also called the three fools? Be careful, I will beat you!"

"Then what do I call you?" Xu Jingyou was short and knew he couldn't beat Han Feng, so he shrank his head and asked.

"Call me third brother."

"But I'm nineteen this year."

"So what? I'm just twenty this year."

Xu Jingyou was startled, and said: "Okay, you are older than me, then I will call you brother, third brother!"

"You're very good, boy. How are you? Are you not full? Here, I'll give you this bowl too." Han Feng stuffed his rice bowl into Xu Jingyou's hands.

Xu Jingyou swallowed his saliva and said, "How can I do that? Third brother, you haven't eaten yet! Each of us only has this meal."

"Eat, third brother didn't ask you for nothing." Han Feng waved his hand, not because he couldn't eat the hard-to-eat food, but because he really didn't have an appetite. He couldn't help but feel emotional.

This hard-working team that was active in hidden locations in enemy-occupied areas for most of the time and insisted on resisting the Japanese invasion, you will only know how great they are if you personally participate in the experience.

Han Feng was a little dazed. After so many years, he once again felt his blood surging.

Xu Jingyou probably really didn't have enough to eat. After Han Feng insisted, he no longer refused, and continued to gobble up the bowl. This scene fell in the eyes of the soldiers who witnessed everything just now, and all of them showed envious expressions.

A soldier poked his head over to look at Han Feng, and said in a lingering tone, "Third Brother"

"roll!"

Han Feng stared, and the soldiers burst into laughter.

To say that the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were really cute, Han Feng bought Xu Jingyou's friendship with a bowl of rice, and when he returned after eating, Xu Jingyou followed Han Feng like a follower.

Han Feng: "I'm not made of iron, but I can't drink northwest wind for every meal!"

Xu Jingyou touched his head in embarrassment and said, "Third brother, I don't want to eat your meal again."

"Then why are you always following me?"

Xu Jingyou laughed and said: "I'm just curious, third brother, you seem to be a different person recently, I feel that you are too different from before."

"Nonsense, everyone will find that I am different from before."

"Hey, by the way, third brother, have you seen the squad leader? He didn't come for lunch."

"No, I'm not his nanny, what's wrong?" Han Feng asked puzzled.

Xu Jingyou looked around, "I saw the squad leader go to the regiment headquarters this morning, and I heard that our new regiment leader called all the squad leaders to the regiment for a meeting!"

Han Feng was taken aback, and thought to himself, Li Yunlong is going to start to clean up the new group?

"and then?"

"I saw the squad leader just now, and I was talking with several squad leaders from other classes! But they all seemed depressed, and I don't know what happened, third brother, you said our new What kind of person is the leader?"

"Li Yunlong? I don't know what kind of person he is." Han Feng shook his head, not intending to tell Xu Jingyou the truth, let alone what he heard was false. Who knows what kind of temperament this real flesh and blood Li Yunlong is!