Hearing Li Qing announce her home, the military policeman walking in front was stunned. Most tank soldiers rarely wear military uniforms with military ranks when fighting.
Because he had never seen the rank marks of this group of people before, the lieutenant didn't pay much attention. He just didn't expect that the commander of this tank team would have such a high rank, so his serious face suddenly softened a lot.
He raised his hand and gave a military salute: "Hello! Sir, we saw smoke coming from here in the distance before, so we came over to see what was going on. What are you doing..."
Li Qing returned the military salute and replied seriously: "Isn't it just noon? Let's find a place to solve the lunch problem, and now we are getting ready to get back on the road!"
"Oh! Okay, we just came over to take a look. So...what's going on with them?" the military police officer pointed at a group of civilians nearby and asked.
"We happened to meet each other, so we borrowed their stove to cook some hot rice! Any questions?"
"Okay, there's no problem at all. Our soldiers on the front line are fighting hard. Since you've finished eating, please go to support as soon as possible. I wish you victory!" With that, a group of three dog tag military policemen started again. I got on my motorcycle and sped off along the way I came, kicking up a lot of dust on the dirt road.
The civilians who were watching from a distance couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the three-wheeled motorcycles driving away. They didn't know why the atmosphere in the camp became quite depressed after those people arrived.
"Well, it seems that I don't have time to go fishing to enjoy myself..." Li Qing's mood became worse again.
Then his tone became stiff: "Who... Randall, ask someone to clean up the camp. Take away the uneaten food that can be taken away, and give everything that cannot be taken away to Gapayev! Monkey , return the borrowed bag to Gapayev, and give him the remaining compressed biscuits inside, as a thank you for their help... Everyone seizes the time to clean up the camp, do not leave open flames, and go up after cleaning up Tanks ready to go!"
Hearing Li Qing's unkind tone, the crew members in the team couldn't help but become more agile. Including Randall, they all kept their heads silent and quickly went about their work, for fear of being caught by Li Qing and turned into a punching bag. .
Gapayev almost smiled crookedly. In just one meal, he seemed to have made a small fortune. This group of soldiers was quite friendly to civilians like them.
Except for the commander who seemed to be in a bad mood and took a lunch box of oatmeal from the pot on his side, there was no loss at all on his side.
Instead, he got a lot of supplies. He almost didn't eat a whole wolf meat, but gave it to himself. Even the wolf skin full of bullet holes, it would be great to use it as a mattress under the body after processing it.
The food that was said to be called instant noodles just now tastes really good! I have never eaten such rich and delicious food in my whole life. Unfortunately, there was too little, so I only ate a little, and the rest was distributed to family and friends.
They were too embarrassed to get it themselves, but the smell was so fragrant. Under the looks of a group of people, they had no choice but to shyly grab a small pot.
The children ate the most, and every child ate until they were full. The soldiers did not eat much, except of course the commander named Monkey. These German soldiers were really different from the old soldiers of their own country. …
Looking at the large pot placed next to the fire, there was still a lot of oatmeal left in it. Gapayev couldn't help but feel funny. These foods were rare and delicious in ordinary times.
Today I also saw that everyone looked haggard because they had been traveling for a long time, so I asked my wife to specially cook oatmeal porridge, thinking that everyone would have a good meal. As a result, I felt that oatmeal was the most unpalatable food. Porridge...
The lumpy dough cakes that Chief Monkey gave me just now are called compressed biscuits. They smell really good, with the aroma of butter and refined flour. Although they are very hard, they look amazing to eat. However, the monkey chief said that you should not eat too many compressed biscuits, as you might be stuffed to death... In this day and age, who can eat with an open stomach?
Seeing that the group of German soldiers had activated their tanks and were preparing to set off, Gapayev quickly jogged to the front of the Type I and C, and said to Li Qing, whose upper body exposed the turret: "Sir, Boss Li, thank you very much for staying. Are you leaving now for the things you gave us?”
Li Qing put one arm on the turret and looked down at Gapayev lazily: "Yes, Gapayev, the military situation is urgent and we have to leave. Do you have anything else to do?"
"Uh! It's nothing. I just think Boss Li likes to drink oatmeal. We still have a lot left over there. How about you take some with you to eat on the road?"
Li Qing's face turned darker when he heard this, and he suppressed the turmoil in his stomach: "You should keep it for yourself and enjoy it..." He picked up the phone and leaned it to his mouth: "Is everyone ready?"
"Ready! You can go!" Randall's voice came from the radio.
"Car No. 178 is ready!"
"Car No. 403 is ready!"
"Car No. 716 is ready! Ready to go!"
"Okay, everyone, pay attention, let's go!" Li Qing looked at the road ahead and gave orders to the microphone, then turned to look at Gapayev and waved: "Well, Mr. Gapayev, goodbye!"
Gapayev's eyes showed reluctance, and he raised his hand and waved: "Sir, I wish you a safe journey!"
The tank started moving slowly. Gapayev waved goodbye to every tank that passed him. The children chased the tank and cried while saying: "Goodbye!" The soldiers on the tank also smiled and waved goodbye, and the last tank left. When we were at the camp, we were already moving very fast, and we saw a long yellow dragon rising up on the path in the distance, getting further and further away.
Looking at the tank team drifting away, Gapayev finally put down his arms and walked slowly towards his camp. Maybe adding some wolf meat to the remaining oatmeal for dinner would taste good.
Realizing that he seemed to be slipping away, Gapayev cheered up and shouted loudly: "Everyone, please pack up, we are leaving! Little Amy, stop crying, go help mom pack things, the uncles are going Go help us fight those bad guys in the city, and maybe we will meet again in the future..."
However, living in this world is not easy anymore. How dare you expect too much? You can only work hard to live a good life. Maybe you will get the answer as you live your life. If you work hard, you will find a gentle place...
After a while, Li Qing's mood finally improved. Not only Li Qing, but all the members of the team seemed to be in a good mood.
A small river that is not too deep crosses the path, and there is a dilapidated wooden bridge that is not wide. The wooden boards on the bridge have decayed and lost a large part, and there is not much water in the river.
The three-wheeler that was carrying three military policemen with dog tags was sticking out of the knee-deep river and emitting smoke. The driver of the three-wheeler was caught in the river by the motorcycle and only his head was sticking out. He was in pain. cry.
