Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

"Hey, Lao Li, you misunderstood me!"

"I say this out of respect for the First Division and Commander Lin!"

"Think about it, Division 1 is well-equipped and has strong combat capabilities. Aren't you, Old Li, jealous?"

"Don't worry, I have feelings for the Independence Regiment!"

"If you don't want me to leave, then you better study hard for me and practice your dog-paddling handwriting first!"

Zhao Gang explained it and then came up with a plan. This was an opportunity to force Li Yunlong to study hard...

"No problem, isn't it just learning? Old Li doesn't learn. If he did, he would be Master Kong! Haha, Old Zhao, you're really nice!"

Li Yunlong hit Zhao Gang and laughed.

"You are just a kid. You can't even read a single word. You don't even know what's going on when a carrying pole falls over!"

"The way you write those characters looks like they were gnawed by a donkey. If you don't know, you would think they were crawled by bugs!"

"You are still the great sage Kong! Don't bring shame to our Kong family!"

Upon hearing this, Kong Jie thought that Li Yunlong was really good at boasting. He took a puff of his cigarette and said a few insults.

"Hey, hey! You idiot, what's the relationship between you and Master Kong?"

"If you are really a descendant of the Kong family, please write a few words for me!"

"The black pig laughs at the crow! You're not much different from me!"

Li Yunlong said with his eyes wide open.

Everyone burst into laughter...

While a few people were chatting and laughing, the food from the kitchen team had already come out of the pot, and the monk and two soldiers brought it over.

The other soldiers also took their lunch boxes and went to the kitchen to get their meals.

"I'll be a good boy!"

"Commander Lin, is this the food for your troops?!"

"This braised pork?! Big white steamed buns?!"

"And this pickled cabbage and pork stewed with vermicelli?!"

"How come you guys eat so well?!"

Ding Wei smelled the fragrance from a long distance away, and only exclaimed when the monk placed the food in front of him.

Li Yunlong, Kong Jie and Zhao Gang were also shocked.

At this moment, the four of them stared at the fragrant, oily, and brightly colored braised pork.

There is also the steaming hot sauerkraut pork stewed with vermicelli.

There is also a pot of big white steamed buns.

At this moment, several people had tears in their eyes and were holding chopsticks in their hands, trembling, not knowing how to start.

You have to know that they can only eat meat a few times a year. If they can have a bite of the Japanese canned beef, it would be a luxurious meal.

Besides, as for the white flour buns, they usually don’t even see white flour.

The Japanese swept the surrounding area and took away all the flour to supply their own troops.

Ordinary people and the Eighth Route Army usually eat steamed bread, which is considered a good meal...

Most of the time, we can’t even get food to eat.

Even the group leaders like them, when they usually get together to drink, the side dish is at most a plate of peanuts...

"Haha, eat, eat! Soldiers train intensively every day and have to charge into battle. How can they survive without a stomach full of fat?"

"This is all thanks to my deputy Liu Wu. He opened up a large piece of farmland behind Laowang Mountain and raised thousands of livestock. He also bought grain from various sources to ensure the food supply for our troops!"

"Everyone, don't be polite, eat as much as you want. The other soldiers have the same standard!"

Lin Tian said with a smile.

It’s too hard… our ancestors had a hard life…

"Commander Lin is amazing! He is not only a good commander and fighter, but also a top-notch logistics expert!"

"Haha, to be honest, we haven't eaten meat in half a year!"

"The most we can do is to seize the Japanese's canned food!"

"Then we're not welcome!!"

Li Yunlong was a straightforward person. He laughed and was the first to pick up his chopsticks.

The monk took the lunch boxes of several team leaders, packed meals for them and handed them to them. Only then did everyone come out of their shock.

In addition, Li Yunlong had already stuffed several pieces of braised pork into his mouth, so they stopped being polite and picked up their bowls to eat.

“It’s delicious! It’s delicious!”

"This meat is so damn delicious!!"

At the same time, in the kitchen of Division 1.

The kitchen team has now expanded to 150 people.

It is called a cooking squad, but it is more appropriate to call it a cooking company...

Just as the kitchen staff was preparing the food, the truckloads of meat and baskets of steamed buns scared the soldiers.

After cleaning the battlefield, everyone gathered around and stared at the kitchen staff cooking.

The delicious smell of meat aroused the appetite of the soldiers.

After fighting for several days, the soldiers were starving and could only drink cold water and eat steamed corn bread.

Everyone's stomach was growling and their mouths were drooling like crazy.

So fragrant...

This is meat...

"Hey, everyone, make way, make way!"

"Take your bowls and line up! Get ready to eat!!"

"Everyone, eat slowly. There's plenty of food! If you don't have enough after you finish eating, we'll give you more!!"

"There's soup here, everyone eat and drink, don't choke!!"

The old squad leader of the kitchen team knocked on the bowl with his rice spoon and shouted loudly.

The kitchen team has now divided into 25 dining halls, and there is a long queue in front of each hall.

Although the soldiers were starving and had been craving for food for a long time, they still lined up in an orderly manner without any noise or disturbance.

There was only the sound of my stomach growling...

Lin Tian stood up and looked around, looking at the soldiers sitting on the ground, happily eating braised pork with big white flour buns.

I couldn't help but feel tears in my eyes.

It was really hard for our ancestors.

In the past, he only knew about their difficult times from documentaries and the veterans' oral accounts.

After traveling through time, although he experienced this kind of life for a few days, a division was later established.

Their living standards were improving day by day. Although it was not as good as the food standards of later armies, it was half as good.

There were a few young soldiers who had forgotten what meat tasted like. Their eyes were glowing red as they stuffed meat into their mouths in big mouthfuls.

This causes me to eat too fast, choke, and my face turns red and I cough loudly.

The veteran soldier at the side smiled, patted Shunshun on the back, and handed him a bowl of hot soup.

Some old soldiers watched the young soldiers eat so happily.

With a kind look on his face, he was reluctant to eat all of his meat at once, and even picked out half of the meat, wrapped it up carefully, and put it in his pocket.

The young soldiers were all children of fifteen or sixteen years old, and some were even thirteen or fourteen years old.

Some of them had their villages massacred by the Japanese invaders, lost their loved ones and homes, and wandered along the way before being taken in by the army.

Some people joined the army and fought in order to avenge their families.

They are in the growing period, and only if they have a bite of meat can they grow fast and strong.

Lin Tian couldn't help but choke up. He could naturally see what the old soldier was thinking.

Our troops, our soldiers, our ancestors.

Such a lovely group of people...

The two texts I learned since childhood are "The Golden Fishhook" and "Monument".

Although more than ten years have passed, Lin Tian still remembers every word and every person clearly...

The old squad leader who gave the fish meat to the young soldier and starved to death...

The quartermaster who gave his cotton-padded jacket to the wounded and froze to death...

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