Rebirth of the National Marshal

The position of the Sixth Security Regiment, 7pm.

"Sergeant Wang, how come we're going to have a war tomorrow but we're still having canned beef stewed with cabbage tonight? Can't you give our brothers something delicious?" said an officer of the security regiment. They are now on the front line and there are not many vegetables. Basically, their daily food is steamed buns and canned beef stewed with cabbage.

"Platoon Leader Zhao, do you think I don't want to get some delicious food for my brothers? But look at this place around here, people there don't grow crops at all. I took the money and went around to the surrounding herdsmen, and I found that they don't have any vegetables at home, only beef and mutton. I brought those things back, but you don't eat them." The cook squad leader was also helpless.

When he was the cook squad leader in the Northwest Army, a box of canned meat would make dozens of soldiers fight over it, but what about now? Even if you prepare it and put it in front of people, they still don’t want to eat it!

"Ah, I'm asking too much. It's not your fault. Think about it, we've lived too well in the past two years. We don't even want to eat canned beef. If these things were kept by the Central Army, they would have been snatched away. I think the life of the Central Army commander can't keep up with ours. Drink milk again tonight." While serving his meal, Platoon Leader Zhao looked at a large barrel inside. He knew that it was full of milk. In the past, only the seriously injured soldiers drank it, but now all soldiers have a glass of milk in the morning and evening.

"It's the best that you can understand this. Some of our soldiers now don't eat this or that. When I was in the Northwest Army, let alone canned beef, even eating white flour buns was like Chinese New Year. Now look at how these white flour buns are wasted, and the remaining ones are not eaten at all." Although the army is also educating people to be frugal, there is some waste because the supply is too much. Fortunately, the waste is not too large, and the instructor is now correcting this problem, which has put a stop to it. Otherwise, the amount of waste every day would be a considerable number.

"Don't mention these little bastards. They don't know how lucky they are. By the way, don't talk about the milk. I've been drinking it a lot recently and my mouth is dry. The army doesn't allow alcohol, and we don't have any here. If we try to exchange some with those herdsmen and get discovered, we'll have to go another five kilometers. I heard that we have a lot of Coca-Cola here. That stuff is very strong. How about two bottles for me? You're the first place to receive supplies." His complaint about the food was fake at the beginning. His real purpose was to find some Coca-Cola.

"Haha, Platoon Leader Zhao, I remember that you have always been in the combat unit and have never been transferred to the reconnaissance unit. How come your nose is so sharp? How did you know that I have Coca-Cola here? To be honest, I do have some, but not much." The cook carefully took out two bottles of Coke from the box behind him and handed them to Platoon Leader Zhao.

After all, something like Coca-Cola is a luxury item and cannot be fully supplied on the battlefield. Only a small amount is transported here each time to satisfy the soldiers' cravings. There are not many cooks here, so they can only take out two bottles. This time, only one bottle was provided to each soldier.

"I say, Lao Zhang, you are too stingy, aren't you? When I was fighting with the Japanese devils, I seized a Japanese sword. If you liked it, I would give it to you without saying a word. Why is it so difficult for me to ask you for two bottles of Coca-Cola now? Is this thing made of gold? Can you have sex with it? Bring me a few more bottles and I will take these two bottles back. There are more than a hundred brothers in my platoon." Originally, this guy was nicknamed a glutton and a stingy person. Unexpectedly, he gave himself two bottles of Coca-Cola. In fact, he was very satisfied to get two bottles of Coca-Cola. After all, this thing is also a rare thing in the army. If you are in Chahar, you can get it everywhere if you want. But the problem is that it is now on the Soviet front, and it is very remarkable that it can be transported here.

The reason why I said those words later was to see if this guy had any more. If I could get as much as possible, I'd better get as much as possible. Many of the brothers in my platoon have not tasted this stuff yet.

Unlike their brothers on the Security Corps side, the Soviet soldiers over there could only eat black bread, with nothing else. Not to mention canned beef, even if you threw them a box of canned beef, they would probably wipe it with bread before eating it. The difference in treatment between the two sides was too great. The smell of canned beef from the Security Corps side had already drifted over to their side, and many soldiers wanted to sneer at it.

Meng Dan led his militia to drive all the cattle and sheep from their homes to the military camp. Meng Dan thought that these people were going to requisition their houses. Who knew that the quartermaster threw fifty dollars at them? He told them that this was the deposit. As long as they drove their cattle and sheep to the army, the army would settle the accounts with them and would never take advantage of them.

Although Meng Dan and his family's hometown is here, because there is going to be a war here soon, it is better for him and his family to move quickly. If they move with the cattle and sheep, the speed will definitely be slow. If a shell falls on the battlefield at that time, the loss will be great. The army has already thought of such a thing and asked the quartermaster to come forward.

Buy all the livestock from the herdsmen directly. This is exactly what the army needs. We can’t let these people eat canned beef every day. Fresh meat is completely different from canned beef. These people still prefer to eat fresh meat.

Since when did the army pay for things? This is what Meng Dan and his people thought. Although the security troops looked better than other troops, they were probably the same as other troops. They didn't pay for things. Who knew they paid first? Then they asked you to get the things over. There were a few sneaky people in Meng Dan's village who wanted to take the money but not send the things over. Meng Dan and his militia blocked the door directly. If you dare to run, the gun in my hand will not be vegetarian.