War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 151 What do the soldiers eat? (Thanks to 'Langya Wendao' for another 1500 reward!)

After noon, the scorching heat eased a bit. The Japanese soldiers and puppet Mongolian troops outside the first company's position either pretended to be dead and lay on the sand or hid in bomb craters. All the depressions on the sand slopes that were bombed into pits became shelters. But this was of no use to the first company located on a high ground. By attacking from a high position and hitting from a low position, they could prevent the Japanese soldiers from even having a chance to show their heads.

"Takahashi..."

"Takahashi!"

"Grab my legs and pull me back into the crater!"

On the sand slope, the Japanese man, with his face against the sand, pointed his helmet towards the enemy position ahead, and said this while chewing a mouthful of sand. Even so, he still dared not move, because just ten minutes ago, a starving Japanese soldier next to him was shot dead by a rifle in the enemy position when he was putting food into his mouth.

"Sato, please be patient and wait for the reinforcements to arrive..."

"You bastard, where are the reinforcements? All the infantry have already charged forward, and there are only the machine gun crew and grenade crew left in the team. Do you want me to count on them to charge forward?"

boom!
A gunshot was heard, and a flower of blood instantly burst out from Sato's back, like a stone falling into a lake and creating a water line. Sato's body tensed up after a violent shock, but this tension only lasted for two seconds before he completely relaxed...

"chatter!"

"Stop talking!"

"We're at war! Idiot! Can you please pay attention to battlefield discipline?"

In the trench, Chang Zhan just walked past the soldiers with a horsewhip in hand when he heard shouting and cursing. He turned around and yelled at the soldier who had just fired a shot beside him!

Ever since Xu Chaoyang gave Chang Zhan the task of supervising the battle, he has heard a lot of strange things. It seems that the brotherhood they had before is gone, and he has to be criticized wherever he goes.

"Who are you scolding, you little bastard?"

Chang Zhan couldn't hold it in any longer, so he stood behind an Oroqen soldier and asked.

The Oroqen boy turned his head with a confused look on his face and even saluted Chang Zhan: "Japs, I'm scolding the Japs, they don't take me seriously enough and are talking right under my nose, so I'm..."

"Fuck you!"

"Old Chang!"

Xu Chaoyang shouted from a distance.

Chang Zhan pointed his finger viciously at the Oroqen warriors, then walked away with four or five of his men, his beard almost fluttering with anger.

"It's getting dark."

Xu Chaoyang squatted in the trench, using his hands to protect the sun and looking up at the sky.

Chang Zhan moved over and squatted beside Xu Chaoyang.

"Chaoyang, if you have something to say, just say it."

"This is what happened. The soldiers have been enduring in the trenches for a whole day, but I see no movement in Tongliao. I plan to kill these annoying bastards in front of me, and when it gets dark, I will completely wipe out the Japanese under my feet."

"But there is a problem, that is the enemy's machine gun position!"

"That thing has been going 'thump, thump, thump' on the top of my head for a whole day. After dinner, you take your men around from behind and take it away from me!"

Chang Zhan was a wise man, so he continued, "You want to give the devils a hard beating and force them out of the city?"

"report!"

A soldier from the Northeast Army was coming around from a high sand dune, and he rushed to Xu Chaoyang with his back bent, "Captain Xu, the superiors commend you!"

"Xu's troops fought in Tongliao, which strengthened our prestige and boosted our morale... We hereby commend you, the Fifth Military Region Command."

Qu Yong turned his head and looked at the messenger: "Your family's awards are all just talk? I didn't hear about promotion or wealth?"

"Qu Yong!"

The messenger was very smooth: "Captain Xu will definitely get promoted and make a fortune, brother, but this can only be discussed after the war. Even if he is given a regimental commander right now, what will happen? Everyone is waiting to attack the city. We can't add a soldier or a gun. Don't we have to wait until Tongliao is captured?"

"Captain Xu, the superior orders you to defend Nanshatuozi to the death and lure the Japanese squadron to death. When it gets dark, the Japanese will be unable to bear it anymore and will definitely send reinforcements from the city. As long as the Japanese can get out of the city, you will be the first to achieve success!"

When Xu Chaoyang heard this, he immediately asked, "Commander Dao, did you say anything else?"

The messenger smiled and said, "Captain Xu, you are now a big shot in our Fifth Military Region. You can raise any opinions you have..." After showing off his style, the boy added cunningly, "I'll convey it."

"Can you get the artillery to point it at that place and fire a round for me?" "That machine gun position is more than 200 meters away from me. My explosive packs and grenades can't reach it, but the Japanese machine guns are as accurate as rifles. They've been ringing in my head all day."

The messenger only took a glance and raised his thumb towards the distance in the position. After looking for a moment, he said to Xu Chaoyang very solemnly: "Don't worry, Captain Xu, I will convey it when I get back."

"It's time to eat!"

"Our captain's orders, two people share one helmet, eat quickly!"

The second sister and Yue'er were carrying countless bags on their backs. When they passed by a soldier, they put the bags on the soldier's helmet, then turned around and walked away, moving on to the next one.

Qu Yong went over and grabbed it. He picked up a bag and took it out. The yellow rice grains were pulled out of the pocket. The boy immediately stared at him: "What the hell is this? Second sister, you should at least cook it for me!"

"Tong Meng? Tong Meng!"

"How are you managing logistics? Are you just busy collecting bullets?"

The second sister glared at Qu Yong fiercely and cursed, "You know shit!"

"This is called fried rice, it's what the Mongolians eat. Grab a handful and put it in your mouth. It tastes delicious when you chew it!"

As the second sister spoke, she took out a handful and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing it with a crunching sound.

Xu Chaoyang stared at the messenger for a long time before he spoke: "Brother, you can't blame the soldiers for being emotional. We didn't participate in the first Zhi-Feng War, but we heard that the old marshal guarded the door of his house and gave 20 yuan to each of the defeated soldiers, regardless of whether they surrendered their weapons or not."

"I personally participated in the second Zhi-Feng War... I didn't do it like you guys!"

The messenger lowered his voice and explained beside Xu Chaoyang: "Captain Xu, this time I really have to say something for the commander-in-chief. Now, this is our condition."

"This is Inner Mongolia. This fried rice is really good stuff. It is also the only thing that our Fifth Military Region can collect from the people. Since Commander Dadao arrived at Xiaojieji, this stuff has been eaten every meal. It is very good to be able to eat it."

“You eat this too?”

The messenger opened his backpack and said, "Take a look!"

There was also yellow fried rice in his backpack, exactly the same as the one his second sister distributed to the soldiers!
What does Xu Chaoyang know about fried rice?

It is a Mongolian specialty food made by steaming, boiling, frying and mixing millet with sugar and yogurt, but what is this thing now? It is just fried millet. Xu Chaoyang grabbed a handful and put it in his mouth, but he couldn't taste the sugar.

The yellow rice broke my teeth as soon as it entered my mouth. My subordinates had to rinse it out with water, otherwise they couldn't swallow it.

A mouthful of yellow foam...

"Brother, it smells really good."

Qu Yong took a bite and seemed to taste something, his big lips moving up and down.

Xu Chaoyang knew that this was an era of war and a battlefield. Maybe when he had his back against a big tree, he had to fight for more for his men, right?

Who doesn’t understand that only the crying child gets the milk?
The messenger left, and while Xu Chaoyang and his men were sitting in the trench, stuffing handfuls of fried rice into their mouths, they went around the trench and headed for a regiment's position.

The millet that Xu Chaoyang stuffed into his mouth was not as delicious as he had imagined. At most, he put a little oil when frying it, which made the fried rice smell fragrant after entering his mouth, but it still tasted bad.

"Hurry up and eat. After you're done, take care of all the devils in front of you!"

This is the real battlefield. You can't eat or sleep well. You stay in the position with bullets flying over your head. If you are distracted for a moment, a shell may explode out of the position.

There are not so many wonderful moments, not so many exclusive ones. Most of the time, people are bored and experience sudden life and death.

But then again, if we don't let those devils attack our doorstep, who would be willing to fight? !
Who would?
"We are all full and satisfied!"

While chewing millet, Yang Jingyu shouted, "Who is not making a sound?"

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(End of this chapter)