After relying on the motherland, my supermarket has become more and more prosperous.

With the orderly arrangement, it only takes a few minutes.

All the Red Army soldiers got their breakfast and started making self-heating rice.

Some Red Army soldiers who went to bed early last night did not know the steps, but those who knew began to teach them in a serious manner.

While waiting for the self-heating rice to be cooked, everyone was not idle and started eating other foods.

Some Red Army soldiers took a bite of shaqi ma, or ate a bite of braised egg, or drank a sip of canned juice, and found it so delicious that they were reluctant to finish it all at once.

But when he was about to keep it in his arms, he remembered what the leader had said before, and had to eat it again with a painful look on his face, his face full of guilt.

These Red Army soldiers were struggling to enjoy the happy moment of delicious food.

Jiang Wanwan and Xu Wenzhao were also standing in front of the cashier counter, making their own portions of self-heating rice.

Not to mention, I was awake for more than eight hours without eating, so I was a little hungry for a while.

As for Mr. Hu, who had already eaten breakfast, he was now sitting at the cashier counter, carefully looking at the list of supplies written by Xu Wenzhao last night.

There is no system mall in the trial world, and there is only a pitiful chair in the supermarket.

Just now, Jiang Wanwan was very humble in giving up this chair!

Mr. Hu and Xu Wenzhao said that as people who were staying here temporarily, they must not take over the place, so they let Jiang Wanwan sit down.

But does Jiang Wanwan dare to sit?

Let Hu Gong stand while she sits? Jiang Wanwan is afraid that once she returns to Earth, she will lose her nationality!

Finally, after her firm refusal and using the excuse that Mr. Hu had just recovered from a serious illness, she gave up the only chair.

As for what associations Hu Gong had because of Jiang Wanwan's completely different attitude towards him and his previous knowledge of her identity as a person from the future?

This is not something that Jiang Wanwan's simple little head can consider.

Two servings of self-heating rice are placed on both sides of the cashier counter.

Xu Wenzhao on the left was eating his braised egg shachima.

As for Jiang Wanwan on the right, a bowl of self-heating rice was enough for her. She was standing next to Mr. Hu at the moment, looking at the list in his hand, which was also the result of Xu Wenzhao's work last night.

All I saw were Chinese characters written in pencil. They weren't very pretty, but I could still recognize what they were.

Among them, weapons such as pistols, bullets, and grenades are at the forefront, followed by a large number of them.

There were 10 rounds of bullets alone, 5000 pistols, 1 grenades, and 500 bulletproof vests.

Jiang Wanwan had expected that no flash grenades were taken. After all, Xu Wenzhao had muttered last night that there was no need to hold back against the enemy.

However, she did not expect that there would be so many other types of weapons!

It’s not that Jiang Wanwan can’t afford it!

After all, during her time traveling, she emptied out several dusty warehouses in the country.

The weapons they carried were probably more than all the weapons owned by the Chinese people at that time!

The key point is that the 11th Regiment of the Red Army, including Mr. Hu, has only 457 people, and the supplies it can carry are limited.

100 bullets weigh about one pound, a pistol weighs one pound, two grenades weigh one pound, and even the lightest and thinnest bulletproof vest weighs about five pounds.

The total weight of all these weapons must be around 13,000 to 14,000 kilograms, right?

Add to that a thick military coat weighing five or six kilograms, food for the next few days, and their original supplies...

By this calculation, every Red Army soldier would probably have to carry hundreds of kilograms of weight, right?

Jiang Wanwan looked at Xu Wenzhao and couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure you want to buy so many weapons?"

"This is a rare opportunity. Miss Jiang should be able to provide it, right?" Xu Wenzhao asked with concern.

"I definitely have the goods, the key is you can't take them away, right?" Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but frowned.

"We can take them away! I've calculated that the wounded can carry 20 kilograms, and the other soldiers can carry 50 kilograms. That's enough to take away all these weapons!"

Huh? 50 kilograms of weight, that's quite a difference from what I calculated!

After Jiang Wanwan continued to read down the list, she finally figured out where the gap was.

It turned out that the number of foods listed on Xu Wenzhao's list was pitifully small.

According to Jiang Wanwan's thoughts, today is August 24th, and there are still four days before they walk out of the grassland on August 27th.

Besides, after leaving the grassland, you may not be able to find food immediately, and you may have to provide support to the troops ahead who have not encountered a supermarket.

By this calculation, you have to carry at least five days of food, one pound per day, which is five pounds. Of course, ten pounds would be best.

However, what was written in Xu Wenzhao’s notebook?

On average, each Red Army soldier only had two kilograms of food!

"We only brought this little bit of food. This...isn't it enough?" Jiang Wanwan said seriously.

She was so emotional that she wanted to say "this is abuse", but she almost blurted it out and changed her words midway.

Xu Wenzhao said, "Before entering the grassland, each of us carried two kilograms of barley flour, which lasted for three days. Now these two kilograms of food with meat are enough to last the rest of the journey. Even if it's not enough, we can just dig up some wild vegetables to make do!"

"But..." Jiang Wanwan had too many things she wanted to say in rebuttal.

Of course, she knew about the Red Army's experience of lack of food and clothing while crossing the grasslands. She had also heard about two kilograms of barley lasting seven days, but she knew the cost even more clearly!

In just seven days of travel, more than 10,000 people were killed, with an average of nearly 2,000 deaths per day!

Since we now have better conditions and more people can survive, why should we still use the previous difficult conditions as the basis?

Xu Wenzhao had already guessed what Jiang Wanwan wanted to say, so he interrupted her and explained seriously.

"I know that carrying more food can help the brothers of the 11th Regiment survive as much as possible, but I know even more clearly that carrying more weapons and leaving the grassland can help more people survive!"

After hearing this, Jiang Wanwan's originally excited expression suddenly subsided, and she looked dazed and at a loss.

She traveled through time and thought she could change the fate of all the Red Army soldiers she met.

However, the facts told her that these Red Army soldiers would still starve or even die just to transport more weapons, and these weapons could indeed allow more people to survive after being brought out of the grassland.

So, Jiang Wanwan should be happy, right? Why can't she be happy?

After being silent for a while, Xu Wenzhao spoke again.

"I know this decision is unfair to the brothers of the 11th Regiment, but I must seize the opportunity and go out with more weapons. All the blame for this matter lies with me!"

Hu Gong, who had been silent since seeing the list, suddenly looked up and said solemnly, "No, I will give the order!"

Xu Wenzhao was of course unwilling to do so. He was the one who wrote the list, so how could he let Mr. Hu take the blame for him!

After hearing the debate here, the Red Army soldiers nearby also expressed that they were willing to do so!