Bright Sword: Japs, times have changed

"battalion commander!"

The monk hurried over to find Lin Qiang who was eating: "Battalion Commander, there is a new situation."

"explain."

Lin Qiang was eating while listening to the monk's report. This was his first meal since yesterday afternoon, so he was really hungry.

"News came from the front line that the Japanese army has withdrawn and only one battalion of troops is attacking."

The monk said, "And this group of devils is a bit tricky. Every time they rush into the firing range of the Second Company, before the soldiers of the Second Company can react, these devils retreat again."

"Oh, there's another situation. The Japanese sent about two regiments of troops to Ping'an and Anhua respectively."

The monk then took out a second piece of intelligence and read out, "This is intelligence from the guerrillas in Laiyuan County. Since last night, all the enemy's artillery towers and strongholds in the county have been withdrawn, and the enemy has visited every village."

"The Japanese invaders swept through the village after entering, and burned it down before leaving, leaving nothing behind."

Hearing this, Lin Qiang stopped eating and asked, "Have all the people in Anhua and Laiyuan counties been evacuated?"

The monk nodded and said, "They have all been moved. Before the battle, some went to our base behind the main force. Most of the people in Anhua County have entered the county seat, which is under the protection of Ma Dashan. Most of the people in Laiyuan County are in our base."

"All the villagers have been evacuated. No one has been left behind. But it's hard to say what will happen to the refugees who came later."

If there were refugees fleeing here after the war broke out, there would be no time to take care of them. Even if we wanted to take them back to the base, there would be no route out.

Although the independent battalion base only had one battlefield, the other directions were tightly surrounded by the Japanese, and not even a sparrow could fly out.

Lin Qiang frowned and slowly stood up: "The Japanese's series of actions are very abnormal. There must be a bigger conspiracy."

He paced back and forth, thinking.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. "Monk, do you think it's possible that the Japanese are looking for something or someone? They're deliberately using a small force to hold us back while the main force searches the village."

The monk scratched his head and said, "Captain, that's possible, but what are they looking for?"

"Yeah, what are the Japs going to all this trouble for?"

Lin Qiang thought about it for a long time, until he saw the rice on the table, then he understood what the devils were looking for: "It's food, the devils are looking for food!"

The monk's eyes widened. "Food? Captain, why do you say that?"

"The Japanese's logistical supply routes have never been destroyed, and they can transport supplies by train at any time. Zhang Zizai also said last time that the Japanese urgently mobilized dozens of tons of supplies to the county town specifically for this battle. The Japanese are not short of food at all!"

Lin Qiang said coldly: "The Japs are not looking for food for themselves, but for us."

"For us?"

After Lin Qiang said this, the monk was even more confused: "Battalion Commander, could it be that the Japanese have found some food and are sending it to us?"

"I want to eat shit!"

Lin Qiang said angrily, "Based on the Japs' current actions, I think they want to surround us, search for food, and raid the village. Their goal is to cut off all food sources for our independent battalion."

"They sent troops to feint and attack to tie us down, while their main force went to the village to plunder. Their goal was to steal the food hidden by the people and burn the village. They were worried that there might be food hidden that they hadn't discovered. They burned the village so that we wouldn't be able to find it."

"Then Captain, what should we do?"

"What do you mean?"

After figuring out the devil's purpose, Lin Qiang was no longer anxious: "If the devil wants to mess around, let them do it."

"Food? Humph, the thing our independent camp has the most is food."

"Monk, order Zhao Dezhu to have pork stewed with vermicelli tonight!"

The cooking capacity of the independent battalion has long been improved by several levels. Lin Qiang spent more than 500,000 anti-war points to carry out a comprehensive transformation of the cooking squad, and the area occupied has more than doubled.

Zhao Dezhu has a total of 273 people under him, 13 of whom are responsible for the entry and exit of materials in the warehouse, and 70 are responsible for the ingredients in the kitchen.

The remaining 190 people were all cooks, or machine operators.

The kitchen has been upgraded to semi-automatic. For example, when kneading dough, the soldiers only need to pour flour into the container, and the machine will automatically add water and knead the dough according to the adjusted parameters.

Very humane.

Currently, the kitchen team only needs about three hours to prepare all the meals for more than 20,000 people.

Then we use a food delivery truck to deliver the food to the front line as quickly as possible, ensuring it is warm.

Of course, if it is not a home battle, the kitchen team is also equipped with modern field kitchen vehicles, which can prepare staple and side dishes for more than 500 people in an hour.

Lin Qiang equipped the kitchen team with more than 60 such cooking vehicles, which can ensure that all combatants can have meals at one time.

With the current cooking speed, let alone pork stewed with vermicelli, if conditions permit, a roasted chicken for each person is no problem.

The monk's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he smiled and replied, "Okay! I'll go inform Zhao Dezhu right away!"

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the other side.

The troops sent by the Japanese were still carrying out large-scale raids on the surrounding villages, but the news that came back was that not even a mouse was seen.

Xu Qiu was so angry that he stamped his feet and yelled at his subordinates: "Damn it! How can we not find any food?"

"waste!"

"big eater!"

"Give the order: if you can't find food, keep looking until you find it!"

Harahira Koizumi was determined to fight to the end for food. He would not allow any mistakes in his brilliant plan and wanted everything to go according to his plan.

Otherwise, there is a high probability that an accident will occur again.

Yuanping Xiaoquan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, while the aroma of pork stewed with vermicelli filled the air from the independent battalion, and the soldiers were eating with relish.

Just then, there was a commotion at the front line.

It turned out that several scattered Japanese troops had accidentally approached the independent battalion camp.

Lin Qiang curled his lips into a cold smile: "You came just in time, a prisoner delivered to my door."

The soldiers attacked quickly and subdued these teams in a few moves.

We learned from the prisoners that because Harahira Koizumi could not find food, the pressure from his superiors was increasing and he was even in danger of being shot.

Having become prisoners of the independent battalion, these Japanese soldiers actually looked relieved. One of them asked, "What smells so good?"

"Pork stewed with vermicelli, how about it? Do you want to eat it?"

The devil nodded and said: "You Eighth Route Army treat prisoners well. Hurry up and give me the pork stew with vermicelli!"

"Oh my god! Do you really think I'm the ancestor?"

The monk's attack was much heavier than Lin Qiang's. He kicked the devil in the face and said, "Captain, I'm going to tear him apart alive!"

"That's right! Even though you're a prisoner, you still dare to be so arrogant."

Lin Qiang waved his hand, interrupting everyone's conversation. He said in a cold voice, "Find a few volunteers, strip these devils naked, and tie them to the big trees at the front line."

If possible (without censorship), Lin Qiang (the author) actually has many tricks he wants to use.