The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

After General Liang came back, he scolded the commander of their 113th division, Jiang, enough. Finally, when he reached the battalion and company level, the scolding stopped here, but he didn't continue to scold him.

But seeing that other troops made great achievements in battle one after another, it happened that their elite troops collapsed.

So now the entire 38th Army is holding a sigh of relief in their hearts.

The same is true for Hu Biao and others, because these bastards feel that it is just a little bit of alliance with Guo Jun?When they were on mission in Normandy, similar allied forces did not know how many were convinced.

Unfortunately, it is only now during the first campaign.

According to their understanding, the 38th Army will not be able to fight until the second battle, that is, more than ten days later. It is estimated that the first phase of the system's mission will not start until then...

Chapter 749 Drinking

"What the hell! At a time like this, wouldn't it be cool to order some skewers and a little wine~"

When Hu Biao was cursing because of the depression in his heart.

A certain rookie in the team, that is, a self-employed brother in the modern world, while the commander behind the scenes muttered in his heart, he also swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

The reason is simple, this 24-year-old brother is still a post-90s generation, and he was born in 98, which is relatively late.

By the time of 98, Huaguo's improvement had lasted for almost 20 years, and a series of huge results had been achieved.

Living conditions, I don't know how much better than before.

Therefore, people of their generation, not to mention any experience of starvation in memory, even eating meat is a very common thing for them.

Even in many cases, eating too greasy because of disgust.

I want to deliberately get some vegetables and whole grains to clear my stomach and scrape off the oil and water in my stomach.

However, since arriving in the mission world, the behind-the-scenes commander has discovered that everything is different; when he started calling, he was involuntarily stuffed with two boiled eggs by an aunt in her arms.

Apart from the two boiled eggs, and the canned spam luncheon meat that was spat out once after eating it, he hadn't seen any meat in the last ten days.

Every day is a cornmeal bun, just some boiled water, the guy eats it so badly that his throat hurts; he has to rely on plain water to send it in with difficulty.

But these miscellaneous corn buns, each meal is two per person, which is simply not enough to eat.

So at this moment, everything else is nothing to the commander behind the scenes.

He wants to eat meat now, eating meat with big mouthfuls. Such a desire has never been stronger in his 24 years of life.

Of course, it would be even better if you drank a little wine to drive away the cold while eating meat.

After all, as a southerner from Fujian Province, after he arrived in North Korea, even if he wore the fleece padded jacket custom-made by Hu Biao in the modern plane, his whole body was still very cold.

But he also knew that all of the above was just his own fantasy; how could there be any meat to eat in such a crappy place, let alone wine to drink.

It's just unexpected surprises, which often appear so amazing.

At such a moment, Po Luo and Uncle Chu, who had been guarding outside before, came back.

The padded coats of the two were bulging, and they opened their mouths with a show full of surprises: "Brothers, let's see what good things we found?"

At this moment, everyone in the team did not feel sleepy.

Looking at the past with the light of the fire, I saw that the big brothers of the two teams took out a wine jar from their arms as if they were offering treasures.

The wine jars are not too small. Judging from the current position of the mouth of the jars, the mud seal is very good, each jar contains at least ten to twenty catties of wine.

Facing everyone's eyes, Po Luo said with a happy face:

"After Uncle Chu and I were replaced, we discussed that eating cornbread every day was not an option, so we planned to wander around the surrounding area a little bit to see if we could find a wild dog or something, and we could also let everyone beat the teeth.

As a result, the wild dog didn't see it, but it was in a ruin

correct!Hu, at this moment, can we drink alcohol?If possible, everyone can drink something to warm their bodies. "

After hearing the words, Hu Biao took a look at the huge room, except for the 46 members of their team, there were only a dozen other volunteer soldiers.

As for the officers like the platoon leader, after they all went to the battalion headquarters for a meeting, the biggest officers were at the level of the squad leader.

For this reason, Hu Biao faced the squad leader with the most seniority, that is, Liu Fuyu, a Lunan man who had joined the army in 43, and was known as "I can't run to death".

With a discussing tone in his mouth, he yelled:

Gu Yu

"Squad Leader Liu, why don't we have a drink together? There are so many people with so much wine, and each person can share at most one drink. It's just to warm up the body, so you won't get drunk, and you won't have any accidents."

"Zhuzi, go outside and take a look. If anyone comes, cough quickly; don't worry! I'll leave a copy for you kid."

Squad Leader Liu didn't give a direct answer, but the yell in his mouth already explained everything...

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The Koryo wine that Po Gong and Uncle Chu pulled out from the ruins was not a good wine, it should be shochu brewed by ordinary people themselves.

Because of the cut corners on the materials, the wine looks very cloudy.

After drinking, not only does it have obvious bitterness and astringency, but the alcohol content is only about 20 degrees.

But then again, under what conditions are now, drinking alcohol is already a huge unexpected surprise, so don't be picky.

The problem is that people who are used to modern life, like the rookie Er Fatty.

After taking a sip of the wine into his mouth, feeling his whole body warmed up, he said regretfully:

"Just drink it. How much is almost a problem. What's the point of dry drinking? How much is a few peanuts?"

The voice fell, and the translator, who was also gluttonous recently, began to discuss with Hu Biao in a low voice:

"Old Hu, why don't you exchange some canned food for drinking, even if it's the little devil's canned beef?"

It's a pity that Hu Biao's answer was just one word: "Get lost~"

Hu Biao's instigation this time is entirely because he transferred 15000 system points to Lao Yang before the mission started.

Allow yourself to have 6125.3 system points left.

The reason for this is to allow Lao Yang to exchange 1500 points for some supplies from the system mall at critical moments, such as medicines and machinery, which can play a greater role.

And the few remaining system points are completely reserved for missions, so there is no way to exchange them for cans.

After being scolded by Hu Biao, the translator didn't take it seriously. Anyway, as long as the team is not fighting, it's nothing new for you to scold me and I scold you.

It was nothing more than Hu Biao's refusal to produce some canned food, which made him a little regretful.

But at this moment, Uncle Chu said with a smile: "How can you drink dryly? I have a good way to drink here."

While talking, I saw Uncle Chu hanging a pot on the fire. The hot water in the pot was sprinkled with some salt that he found just now, making the hot water very salty.

Then, after washing it with a small pebble, it was tied with a thin thread and thrown into the pot to cook.

After a short time, he pulled the pebble out with a thin string in his hand, held it in his hand, licked it with his tongue, and took a sip of the wine.

Immediately, there was an indescribable complex expression on his face.

In his mouth, he said with emotion: "When my parents beat devils, that's how they drank."

Seeing this, Hu Biao and others also tried it one after another; anyway, in the corner of this house, many of these small pebbles have gone.

To be honest, the process of drinking a sip of strong wine with a little salty taste on the stone is definitely not as good as a serious skewer.

But for some unknown reason, it seems that the behind-the-scenes conductor made these rookies still remember today's drink after a long, long time.

And I firmly believe that this is the happiest time I have ever drank.

It's a pity that after they returned to the modern plane, although they had some similar operations, they didn't have the experience of this time at all...

Chapter 750 Lao Yang is in action (two chapters in one)

Time, November 50, 11.

The first battle of this Koryo War has ended, and there are still almost three days left for the second battle, when it will start again.

Location, the base camp of the Volunteer Army's logistics base: a certain area in Liao Province.

"Comrade Yang, look, this is the new ration we plan to prepare for frontline soldiers. We call it fried noodles; it is mainly made of 70% wheat, and 30% sorghum, or corn, soybeans and other materials constitute.

In the process of heating and frying, add a part of salt into it, and then it can be used directly.

We roughly estimated that if a catty of fried noodles was saved a little, a volunteer soldier could last for 3 days.

If it is a whole bag, it can last up to 16 days..."

In a rather large warehouse, a logistics supervisor of the Volunteer Army pointed to a pile of newly developed new rations in front of Yang Dongli, and explained with such enthusiasm in his mouth.

Talk!Lao Yang's current specific identity is a special consultant from Peiping, referred to as Consultant Yang.

It belongs to the kind that has no right to make decisions, but has the right to make suggestions, and can put everything you see and think to the top.

Whoever called this guy said it himself at the beginning, and he knows a little about everything.

Therefore, when the Volunteer Army encountered great difficulties in logistics, Consultant Yang was appointed to see if there were better ways.

In this way, Yang Dongli, who was still in Beiping two days ago, came here by plane.

Then, accompanied by the relevant personnel of the logistics department, the initial visit process began.

It is estimated that soybeans are added to these noodles, so they look like yellow powder, which is the legendary fried noodles; and all related situations, of course, Yang Dongli, who is a descendant, is quite clear.

But he just knew that this thing tasted bad, but he still really didn't know what it tasted like.

So, after he casually opened a long dry food bag, he took out a handful of yellow powder from it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

A second later, poor Comrade Yang's chest, like a tractor running at maximum power, violently heaved as he coughed.

Almost half of the big handful of fried noodles stuffed into his mouth was sprayed out.

The main reason is that he knew that this thing was unpalatable, but he never expected that it was so unpalatable that he couldn't even describe such a terrible feeling for a while.

Anyway, even though he tried hard to swallow, his throat seemed to be blocked by a handful of sand at that moment; while his throat was pulled so hard, he couldn't swallow at all.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man who claimed to be Lao Qian handed over a tin kettle with an unusually calm expression.

After drinking most of the pot of water with a 'boom~', Lao Yang felt that he had regained his strength.

"Thank you, I was a little unprepared just now, and I was in a hurry to eat~" While returning the water bottle to Lao Qian, Lao Yang, who was a little embarrassed, explained it like this.