"What are you making a fuss about?" A question rang out from the side of the carriage. It was the platoon leader who rode back on horseback.
"This brother wants to see Little Japan's grenade." Wang Laomao replied without eating the big cake.
At this time, the arrogant guy threw the grenade back to Mr. Wang as if he had woken up from a dream.
After taking the grenade, Mr. Wang said: "Thank you brother for taking us in. From the accent, you are also from Shenyang?"
"Who do you call brother? That's our platoon leader!" The arrogant man again found fault with Mr. Wang's words.
Wang Lao Mao casually pretended to throw the grenade in his hand again, which frightened the guy.
He was really too lazy to talk to that guy anymore. He was so bear-like. If it were his original soldiers, he would have beaten him eight times a day!
"We are from the 7th Brigade, and I am also the platoon leader. We are fellow villagers. Judging by how much I have grown in age, it is not an exaggeration to call you brother, right?" Mr. Wang said directly to the platoon leader.
"Of course there's nothing wrong with me. I thought your accent was all from Shenyang, so I kept you here." The platoon leader laughed.
We are all from the Northeast, but different regions also have different accents. For example, people in Shenyang are used to referring to us as mothers, and our accent is our calling card.
It turns out that he is a fellow countryman, so this is much easier to say.
Mr. Wang was eating a big pancake while chatting with the platoon leader. The platoon leader's name was Li Yicai, and the two quickly became familiar with each other.
Li Yicai naturally wanted to ask Mr. Wang about the origins of these people, and Mr. Wang started from Beidaying. Every time they reached a mountain pass from north to south, that mountain was lost. Shenyang, Huludao, Ningyuan, Suizhong, It has been more than a year now, and these stragglers have not returned to the team yet!
Li Yicai was really impressed by the experience of Mr. Wang and his group.
The two of them chatted until the end. It was the company commander who shouted from the front, and Li Yicai left.
As for Mr. Wang and the others, each of them ate two large pancakes. Although these large pancakes could only satisfy their hunger, they no longer had to sweat from hunger.
"You are just a bunch of bums who will cause misfortune everywhere!" The guy who also thought he was familiar with Mr. Wang and the others spoke again.
It's just that this time the guy made everyone laugh when he spoke.
"Why are you laughing?" the guy asked again.
"What are you laughing at? Hehe." Qian Chuan'er's smile was not funny, because his next sentence was, "Anyone who calls us broom stars, stop talking."
Qian Chuan'er's words immediately shut up the guy.
Everyone's heart is like a steelyard.
Through the conversation between Mr. Wang and the platoon leader Li Yicai, several other soldiers in the same car also understood that Mr. Wang and others were by no means simple.
Everyone crawled out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Would it have been possible without a few seconds?
"Ma Monkey, stop talking nonsense here." Finally, another soldier spoke.
When they heard that the guy's nickname was actually "Horse Monkey", Mr. Wang and the others started to exchange glances, and they naturally laughed.
As soon as they heard the nickname Horse Monkey, they knew the origin of the nickname. It simply meant that this guy was jumping up and down everywhere and couldn't find a stable position. They said he was a Vaulting Monkey.
But horses and monkeys are also monkeys. When they mentioned monkeys, Wang Laohao, Shang Zhen and the others thought of Hou Wangshan again.
Originally, Hou Kanshan's character was very similar to that of the horse monkey. They were both in need of a beating, and they both looked like they needed a beating.
But then Mr. Wang, Shang Zhen and the others stopped laughing because they thought of what happened to Hou Kanshan. No one knew whether Hou Kanshan was alive or dead now, so how could they laugh?
And there is more to Hou Kanshan than that. What has Hou Kanshan experienced this year? How he got his wife is still a mystery.
It's just that Hou Kanshan left without saying goodbye. It is estimated that once he leaves, he may never return. Alas, this is really a worrying mystery.
"It looks like you haven't eaten enough either. I still have some food here but it's hard to chew. I wonder if you can eat it?" said the soldier who spoke later.
"It's edible. As long as it's edible, we'll eat it!" Mr. Wang said happily.
The soldier pulled a bag on the carriage. When he opened the bag and exposed the contents, Wang Laomao and the others felt confused.
It was true that the pocket contained food, but the food was from the board. Each board was filled with sticky bean buns frozen together!
"They are all steamed, not raw. If you can eat them, just eat them slowly!" The soldier was also a little embarrassed.
It can be eaten as food, not to mention steamed sticky bean buns. But the problem is that the Northeastern sticky bean buns are either made of yellow rice noodles or sticky corn noodles. They are filled with kidney beans, red adzuki beans and black beans. Adzuki beans and other miscellaneous beans.
These sticky bean buns taste really delicious, but the problem is that even though both sticky bean buns and large pancakes are made of corn flour, they are not the same.
The big fermented pancake has honeycomb holes on it. Although it takes a lot of effort, it can still be chewed.
But the sticky bean buns are not good. They are all made of crushed fine noodles. They are not very strong when frozen. They are even harder than the frozen soil in the Northeast in winter!
When the sticky bean buns are steamed, they stick together because they are too sticky, so when they are frozen, they freeze into slabs.
It's not an exaggeration to say that this sticky bean bun alone weighs six or seven kilograms. If it hits the brain on the head, it will not only kill the person, but it will definitely knock the person unconscious!
"I feel like this guy can withstand Japanese bullets!" Wang Lao Mao said with a grin, but in the end he still accepted the plate of sticky bean buns.
"Then just be patient, we have to arrive at Chifeng at five o'clock tonight, and we'll have something hot to eat when we get there." The soldier kindly suggested.
Mr. Wang looked at Shang Zhen. Shang Zhen was helpless when he saw that it was sticky bean buns, but no matter how helpless it was, it was still something to eat, so he had better eat it first.
Shang Zhen asked Hu Zhuzi to deliver bean buns to his people in the two carriages in front. At the same time, he took out the Japanese bayonet on his waist. He wanted to use the bayonet to smash open the sticky bean buns.
In these days, Shang Zhen has realized a truth. They are like the wild beasts in the mountains. When they can have a full meal, they must eat. Who knows when something will happen? You can’t just put the foundation on!
Shang Zhen didn't know that his realization gave them physical strength again.
Because at this time, Chifeng County, which Shang Zhen and the others could not see in the distance, was filled with smoke, but the Japanese attack on Rehe had been going on for several hours.
The houses on Toudao Street in Chifeng County had been blown apart by Japanese explosives. In the gap opened by the explosives, the bodies of Chinese and Japanese soldiers were lying on each other.
This is a gap in the battle. In order to open this place, the Japanese army also paid a heavy price. Now it is just a gap in the battle.
And right there in Chifeng County, there was an old man talking to a soldier wearing a gray cloth military uniform.
"Commander Sun, I beg you to retreat. It's not that you don't resist the Japanese. It's just that Chifeng County cannot withstand the flames of war. How many more people will die if this war continues?" The old man looked at the soldier in gray cloth uniform with pleading eyes.
This army guarding Chifeng is really not from the Northeast Army. They are the 41st Army of the Jinsui Army, and their commander is Sun Dianying.
That's right, his name is Sun Dianying, the Sun Dianying who once robbed Cixi's tomb, the Sun Dianying who finally gave Cixi's Night Pearl to a certain nobleman in the Republic of China and escaped sanctions.
Regardless of whether Sun Dianying became a traitor later, at least he was anti-Japanese in Chifeng.
Sun Dianying looked at the old man's pleading eyes and thought for a while, and finally gave the order to retreat.
At this time, the cavalry company Shang Zhen and the others relied on did not know this situation, but they were still advancing towards Chifeng.
