Liang Jian: Lao Li, I'm really not a military expert

Li Yunlong smelled the stench coming from the Xiaoyangzhuang stronghold and quickly laid his head on the dry grass. The smell was so overpowering that it would make people remember it for the rest of their lives.

"Damn it, those damned Japanese devils, they must have eaten meat at noon today, otherwise it wouldn't stink so badly. This smell is so damn overpowering, no matter how bad it stinks, you have to endure it, no one else is allowed to show up!"

Inside the Xiaoyangzhuang stronghold, the Japanese squad leader Taro Hirata endured the stomachache and picked up the phone in the stronghold. Just as he was about to dial a number, he could no longer hold it in and pulled it out directly into his pants. This made the smell in the artillery tower even stronger, and some of the Japanese soldiers could not bear it any longer and were directly fainted by the smoke.

Taro Hirata no longer cared about the humiliation of pulling up his pants in front of his subordinates. He turned the dial hard and put the receiver to his ear, but heard no sound. He had only one thought at this moment.

"Bagayalo! Our telephone lines were destroyed by the Eighth Route Army. Maybe they are the cause of the diarrhea. Everyone, prepare for battle!"

Taro Hirata howled loudly, and his sphincter also responded to the stress, so more feces were pulled into his pants. In addition, his body was a little weak, so he fell to the ground and watched the phone on the table fall. He shouted "No no no" loudly, but no sound came out of his throat. The phone hit him on the head and he fainted.

After hearing the squad leader's battle order, some of the Japanese soldiers stood up gradually with perseverance, but soon lay down again. Li Yunlong knew that the Japanese soldiers were still able to resist, so he waited for another half an hour, and when he could no longer hear the Japanese soldiers' humming, he led the team into the stronghold.

"Monk, where the hell have you been? Get out here right now. Are you fucking eating in the kitchen?"

Cursing under his breath, Li Yunlong led a team of about 200 people into the Xiaoyangzhuang stronghold. Seeing the Japanese and puppet soldiers lying motionless on the ground, all of them unconscious, he happily went up to finish them off and collect the spoils.

Li Yunlong cursed a few times, but did not see the monk Wei Dayong running out. He hurriedly searched in the stronghold with Zhuzi, and finally found Wei Dayong who had been knocked unconscious by the smoke in the warehouse.

"Captain, the monk is here. It looks like this kid has fainted. I'll go get a bowl of water and throw it over him to wake him up!"

Li Yunlong and Zhuzi carried Wei Dayong out of the warehouse. Li Yunlong patted Wei Dayong's face, but there was no reaction. Zhuzi scooped a bucket of water from the kitchen and poured it directly on Wei Dayong's face. Wei Dayong was stimulated and slowly turned around. He opened his eyes and said in a daze: "Captain, I was just fainted by the stench of the devils. This is simply a poison gas bomb. I almost couldn't see you!"

"Monk, you son of a bitch, why don't you cover your face with a piece of cloth? Wouldn't it be much better if you learned from us? You must be planning to eat something secretly, otherwise you wouldn't have run to the warehouse!"

"You son of a bitch, get up and move the stuff for me! Don't forget to put on the wet cloth. These are the flower petals I got from the college students. Put some of them on the wet cloth. Won't the smell be less bad?"

After the monk Wei Dayong put it on, he said in a muffled voice: "Captain, you know what, it's really damn useful, it really doesn't stink that much. I didn't expect college students to have such a good thing. I must ask him for some when I go back!"

"Okay, stop being so joking! Hurry up and clean up the battlefield and take away all the useful things. The Japanese's clothes are too disgusting, so leave them to them. Monk, you kid hurry up and lead people to move the supplies in the warehouse."

"Zhu Zi, you stay on guard at the periphery. If you spot any suspicious enemies, just fire at me. Let's fire a dozen shells at them first!"

Under Li Yunlong's arrangement, the soldiers took away everything except the clothes of the Japanese and puppet soldiers, including the telephone lines, and even the tables and chairs in the artillery tower.

"Brothers, the battlefield has been cleaned up, let's retreat as soon as possible! The first row will be responsible for the rear, and the others will carry the supplies to our base. We will celebrate after we return!"

Compared to Lin Zhenhua and his men, Li Yunlong's life was much harder. They were stationed in a small woods near Luliang Mountain, which made it easy to hide and escape. It was just too cold at night, but fortunately they built some straw huts, so they were able to hold on.

"Zhu Zi, inform the kitchen team to hurry up and cook so that the brothers can have something hot to eat. Distribute the quilts we brought back. I estimate that each person can get one, so there should be no problem. Also, cook all the horse meat we brought with us when we went out two days ago. Let's take this opportunity to have a good feast!"

Following Li Yunlong's instructions, Zhuzi went to the kitchen to make some arrangements. An hour later, the soldiers were eating hot multi-grain steamed buns with a bowl of horse meat soup. Their faces were all filled with joy and happy smiles.

"Monk, after dinner, go look inside the mountain to see if you can find a cave. It's been unusually cold these past two days. I think it's going to snow heavily. We have to find a place to stay quickly, or else half of these 100 people will get sick!"

Monk Wei Dayong put down the meat soup he was drinking and quickly replied: "Captain, I will go to the mountain to look for it after dinner. You should also find more hay. If we can't find a cave, we can also build some straw huts. How can we survive this heavy snow?"

In the courtyard of Lijiazhuang village chief.

Lin Zhenhua called a meeting of the squad and platoon soldiers. The sudden weather change had a great impact on the Second Battalion.

"This heavy snow came suddenly, and we were not well prepared. Many people's kangs have problems and cannot be used at all. Leave two teams to take charge of the entrances and exits, and the others put down their work and repair the kangs in the village to ensure that everyone can use the kangs!"

"The first and second platoons must also hurry up and build a number of small guardhouses, so that when on duty, the comrades can drink hot water and warm themselves by the fire, and if it's cold, they can sleep on the kang!"

"Time is short and the task is heavy. Everyone needs to take action. Dismantle what needs to be dismantled and build what needs to be built. Keep the fire in the kitchen open to ensure that there are hot meals and hot tea at all times!"

"Doctor Wang, I'll leave the cooking to your medical team. Didn't we get a lot of cabbage back from the Huang family's old house a few days ago? Let's just stew horse meat with cabbage, and then steam some rice for everyone to eat for a day! I know you are not used to eating rice, but it is very difficult to eat rice at this time, so don't be picky!"

At the end, Lin Zhenhua started a joke, which made everyone laugh. Ever since they found out that there were thousands of kilograms of rice among the food they brought back, everyone has been thinking about it and wanted to taste the rice. After all, many of them have never eaten rice before, and they didn't expect to be able to eat it today!