Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

Sure enough, the previous silence of the rout soldiers was mostly due to hunger. Now that they have filled their stomachs to some extent, they all feel much better.

If someone asked this question, the rout soldiers would naturally ignore it and pretend they didn't hear it.

But this guy in front of him not only didn't insult them, but also gave them consideration and food, and he was the chief of the group in front of him, and he was also the head of the group according to his title.

Naturally, the defeated soldiers did not dare to neglect such a senior officer who was a parent of food and clothing.

The lieutenant was vaguely the leader of this group of rout soldiers, he quickly said: "Thank you for the canned food, sir, I'm not hungry anymore."

"That means I'm not full yet!"

"This"

"Monk, what are you still doing, take out all the cans we have left."

"Yes."

The lieutenant was taken aback, very surprised. Apart from the kindness on the face of the regiment leader in front of him, he could feel that the guys around him were all looking at him with cold eyes.

This group of people had guns in their hands, and even two light machine guns with crooked handles.

This crooked target light machine gun belongs exclusively to the Japanese army. The lieutenant has no doubt that the team in front of him is really the equipment seized from the devils after a bloody battle.

No matter when, the rout soldiers always respect the team that can kill devils.

For the first time in a long time, the lieutenant, who was still feeling hungry in the face of food, hesitated: "Sir, this is your food. It is already a great kindness for you to keep our stomachs from being hungry."

Han Feng said: "Very well, although you are also a rout soldier, you are the most dignified rout soldier I have ever seen. What's your name?"

"Report to the commander, lieutenant and deputy company commander, Cheng Jiang."

"Give the tin to your brethren, you deserve it."

Cheng Jiang was stunned for a moment, then saluted Han Feng with a firm gaze, then took the cans and continued to distribute them to the rout soldiers.

This time, Han Feng didn't wait for the rout soldiers to finish eating the cans.

He smiled and said, "How about it, brothers, is this canned food delicious?"

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The defeated soldiers were no longer indifferent to Han Feng, and nodded happily one by one.

Han Feng said: "It must be delicious. This is the special canned food for the little devil. Do you know why the little devil has a ruddy complexion and great strength, and the three of us can't beat one of them with a bayonet? It's because of eating this kind of canned food.

But we don't have to be afraid, we will kill more little devils in the future and get more captured, we can also eat this kind of canned food, and it won't be long before we use bayonets and we can fight the little devils one-on-one. "

"Besides," Han Feng suddenly smiled like an old fox, "If you eat my canned food, you will be my people from now on!"

Crushed soldiers:

583 Warehouse and Steward (Third Watch)

When walking on the road, the soldiers of Yongtuan were still a little dazed. They never expected that Jiang Long, Liu Defa, Kuangpiao and others took turns to fight, but they couldn't make the defeated soldiers roll their eyes. After these three or two sentences, plus dozens of cans, people will follow?

In fact, it wasn't just the soldiers of the Houyong Regiment who were in a daze, even Cheng Jiang, the defeated army, was equally depressed.

Sell ​​yourself for dozens of cans, or beat devils, who can you ask for reason?

But those two machine guns and a row of [-]-type rifles flashed brightly.

Besides, if you eat someone soft-mouthed and take someone short-handed, you can't even show it at all, can you?

Just like that, Cheng Jiang joined the Houyong regiment with more than 50 broken soldiers.

The old fox Han Feng smiled back and forth in the middle of the team, patted the rout soldier on the shoulder, pinched the rout soldier's nose, and did not give the rout soldier any chance to hesitate and repent.

"Okay, it's all good. The little devil can kill us, but he can never defeat us. We Chinese soldiers, no matter how powerful you are as an invader, you can kill us, but you will never think about it." Beat us."

Han Feng said some contradictory words to the soldiers. Few people understood, and most of them were confused.

Although Cheng Jiang, the deputy company commander of the lieutenant, was a rough man, he could read a few words after studying in a private school for a few days before.

He wondered: "Sir, since the enemy has already killed us, why didn't they defeat us?"

Han Feng:

"Ahem, to give you the simplest example, if we have a deep hatred and I put a knife on your neck, wouldn't you hate me in your heart? Even if you don't hate me on the surface, even if you look back , hate me too, right?"

Cheng Jiang was stunned, "Yes."

"That's the same reason, we hate little devils invading our country, they are our life and death enemies, national enemies.

Defending the home and defending the country, those of us who are not soldiers, who will go?

We fight the devils with this hatred, even if some of us die, there will be tens of thousands of us who will continue to fight the devils behind us.

The Chinese are immortal, and those who have the backbone are still there, and our great mountains and rivers will never be completely lost.

That's why the enemy can kill us, but never defeat us. "

Cheng Jiang suddenly said, "Sir, I understand."

"What do you unserstand?"

"There are so many people in our country, even if the devil wants to kill us, he can't kill us all."

Han Feng:

Speechlessly, he simply changed the subject, "It seems that it's already past the meal time, and lunch hasn't been settled yet. Dozens of you bastards have eaten canned food, but your stomach is full, and we are still hungry!"

The second lieutenant said repeatedly: "Commander, I will take my brothers to the woods to find something to eat. If we can find some wild vegetables and mushrooms and cook them in a pot, we will have lunch."

Han Feng said contemptuously: "You kid is really used to being poor, and you don't look like a man. Isn't it just a lunch, look, we have added more than 50 brothers, this lunch can be eaten It’s so unreasonable? We’re talking about Jiang Long, Northeast dialect.”

"Arrangement."

"That's right, our Houyong Regiment is about face recognition, and if the newcomers are newcomers, if life is poor, I, the leader of the regiment, will not show face.

Let's not eat wild vegetables at noon today, but still eat canned food and beef. "

The captain Sun Shu, who has been in charge of the logistics supplies of the Houyong regiment, was taken aback for a moment, "Leader, we share all the canned food with Cheng Jiang and the others."

Han Feng was taken aback, "Is there a can all gone?"

"It's gone."

"You bastard, is it easy for me to save up some household belongings? Can't I save some food?"