The corner of Lin Zhong's mouth twitched as he stared at the few steamed buns and pickles in front of him.
Isn’t this a typical Western dish for instant noodles?
Several division commanders also looked a little embarrassed when they looked at Lin Zhong.
Zhou Dasheng smiled awkwardly, "Um, Commander Lin, you should have given me a banquet after all the hard work, but... the conditions are really... difficult."
"We have almost run out of food for the Hundred Days War, and food in the rear is also tight. Hey, it won't take long before we even have all this."
Lin Zhong smiled and said, "Everyone, you are interested."
"Please rest assured, as long as I, Lin Zhong, are here, I will not run out of food."
"Monk!"
"Go and bring some food for the soldiers from our cooking camp."
The monk bared his teeth and smiled, "It's the commander!"
All the teachers looked at Lin Zhong in a daze. Could it be that... there are white flour steamed buns to eat?
Suddenly I was looking forward to it.
Within a few minutes, the monk arrived with a basket of steamed buns, several canned meats, eggs and stir-fried vegetables.
For a moment, all the teachers and commanders were shocked. Damn it! Meat!
"Fuck, it's meat!"
"I haven't seen meat for almost three months!"
"Commander Lin, this...how can you be so embarrassed? You cooked such a good meal for us just after you came here."
"this..."
Zhou Dasheng's face was filled with excitement and a bit of shame.
Lin Zhong patted Zhou Dasheng on the shoulder, "Some teachers may have misunderstood."
"This is what the soldiers usually eat."
The monk stepped forward and scratched his head, "emm, um, Commander, I'm really sorry, we ate a little late, we've eaten all the good stuff, so we're just giving back the leftovers."
Several teachers held steamed buns in one hand and vegetables with chopsticks in the other, looking at the monk with wide eyes.
After eating together for a long time, it was just leftovers...
How delicious is the leftover food?
Lin Zhong's heart was bleeding when he looked at the so-called leftovers on the table.
Do you know how much military exploits were used in exchange for food this time?
"Damn, can these little bastards still eat like they used to?"
"No, we have to reduce the food!" Lin Zhong gritted his teeth and said secretly.
The Shanhaiguan battle cannot be fought in three to five days by a blitzkrieg. In the fastest case, it will take a month. If you continue to eat like this, you will have to drink the northwest wind in a short time.
Just when I finished thinking about it, I turned around and saw that more than half of the food was already gone!
Damn, can each of them look like a teacher?
Just when Lin Zhong wanted to take a bite, a piece of beef had not yet been placed in his mouth...
suddenly!
boom!
Boom boom boom!
The Japanese suddenly launched an attack, and several shells landed not far from the tent. The strong air wave almost overturned the tent.
He stumbled and the meat fell to the ground.
Lin Zhong was so angry that he slapped the table and stood up!
boom!
"asshole!"
"Monk!"
Before the monk could agree, Duan Pengcang ran in from outside the tent and shouted:
"commander!"
"Oh no, Commander!"
"Those little devils took advantage of the darkness and suddenly launched an attack on us!"
"Our department is counterattacking!"
Lin Zhong was startled and immediately took out his binoculars to look ahead.
It is now eight o'clock in the evening, and with the dark clouds hiding the moon, it is impossible to see the enemy clearly, but you can see the enemy's intensive artillery fire!
"Damn it!"
"What's going on with these little devils? Didn't we just beat them back!"
"Judging from the artillery fire, there must be at least 40,000 to 50,000 people, but the specific deployment cannot be clearly seen."
"Monk, come on, follow me to the front line!"
The monk saluted solemnly: "It's the commander!"
Before he could go out, Liang Youzhi panicked and stood in front of Lin Zhong.
"Don't!"
"No, Commander Lin, it's not your job as a commander to go to the front line. If something happens to you..."
"No, no, absolutely not. If you look at it like this, how about I send a few scouts over to report in detail the deployment of the Japanese front lines?"
Lin Zhong smiled and said, "Commander Liang, as a commander, you can also take advantage of the opportunity to observe the enemy's situation, take charge of the situation, and wait for the scouts to report to eat. Don't try to catch up with any dish!"
The monk bared his teeth and smiled at the division commanders, "Hey, just get used to it. Thank God I can stop our commander from rushing forward to bayonet with the little Japs."
"You still want to stop him from going to the forward position? What are you thinking!"
"Oh, by the way, Commander, the political commissar has already rushed forward with the death squad!"
Lin Zhong was shocked: "Mom, why didn't you tell me earlier!"
"Lao Zhou, this guy is still such a fierce group!"
"Quick, follow me!"
...
Several division commanders just stared blankly at Lin Zhong leaving with a bald man...
Looking at each other.
"This...I heard you right, did you? The political commissar took the lead in the charge? Is this the style of our Eighth Route Army?"
...
Lin Zhong led the monks to jump among countless trenches, and finally arrived at the front line a quarter of an hour later.
He came to Lao Li and lay down in the trench, observing with a telescope.
Can't help but be surprised.
It seems that these little devils were panicked during the day. There were 40,000 to 50,000 people this time without any clues. Just one word, rush!
Lin Zhong gritted his teeth angrily, "These bastards!"
Suddenly, a cannonball struck!
"Commander, be careful!" The monk quickly threw Lin Zhong down in the trench!
boom!
The shells exploded and several people were nearly killed.
dadadadadadadadadada....
dUdUdUdUdUdU…
For a while, the sky was filled with bullets.
Lin Zhong, who was knocked down, got up and patted the dirt on his body.
tUi! (a mouthful of dirt)
"Damn, these bitches are still in high spirits!"
"Tell brothers, hold your position and beat me hard!"
"It's only 50,000 people. I will beat them to the base of the city wall within five hours!"
Lin Zhong held the blue fire Gatling and roared.
"It's the commander!"
"It's the commander!"
Monk Duan Peng replied, and within a few minutes the order was spread to all directions.
Lin Zhong put Gatling on the trench, gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger, turning into a battlefield meat grinder!
This battle lasted two hours.
The battlefield of hundreds of thousands of animals was littered with corpses, both human and animal.
Chen Qing led the tank regiment to the rear. The tanks were used as forts, and shells were flying everywhere.
Several Japanese division commanders stepped on the corpse with long knives, drew their knives and roared: "IELTS for you!"
Lin Zhong didn't know how many times he had heard such a sound.
He was curious, what happened to the Japs?
Do you really want to die?
If I remember correctly, this should be the 27th charge!
Lin Zhong, whose arms were numb after operating Gatling for two hours, sat down in the trench and lit a cigarette.
If Lin Zhong guessed correctly, this should be all the troops in the Japanese city. He concluded that a large number of reinforcements were rushing to Shanhaiguan at this time.
"No, we can't delay. Let's go all out and take Shanhaiguan before the Japanese reinforcements arrive!"
"Pillar!"
"Pillar!"
After a while, Zhu Zhu rushed over, touching his waist.
"Commander, please look for me."
Lin Zhong grabbed Zhu Zhu's arm and said, "Listen, I will send you to the front and give him a hard blow!"
"I'm going to blast all these Japs back into the city within an hour!"
"Then, attack the city!!"
