Everyone was placed in a small courtyard inside the command post, and the logistics soldiers delivered baskets of steamed buns inside.
The steaming steamed buns were floating freely in the small room, and the white steam and aroma made everyone salivate.
As soon as the logistics people were put down, the soldiers of the 7th interleaved company grabbed the hot steamed buns and ate them with big mouthfuls. However, there was not much joy on the faces of everyone, and they were all worried and silent.
Wu Wanli put a few steamed buns into his arms and sat at the door of the courtyard to eat. From time to time, he stretched his neck and looked at the door, hoping that Wu Qianli would appear next second.
"Didn't his grandma just have a fight? I admit it. At worst, I will take all the blame. I must not let this matter implicate our company commander."
Yu Congrong gnawed on the big white flour steamed bun that he had been craving for before, but the more he ate, the taste became worse and worse. Finally, he took two hard bites, stood up suddenly, and rushed out.
"Lao Yu, don't be impulsive. Come back soon. Don't cause any more trouble to our company commander at this time."
Lei Gong was also eating steamed buns. When he saw Yu Conrong suddenly getting up, he immediately grabbed him and would not let Yu Conrong rush out so recklessly.
"Don't worry, our company commander will probably get beaten up at most. It's unlikely that anything serious will happen."
After Lei Gong pulled Yu Congrong, he directly stuffed a steamed bun into his big mouth. He couldn't help but gnaw the steamed bun himself, feeling extremely calm.
Pinghe Meisheng and other wounded people, under the careful operation of the medical soldiers, removed the shrapnel from their bodies, and then bandaged them with gauze to stop the bleeding.
After everything was completed, they lay in the room slightly weak, eating steamed buns, and worried about Wu Qianli.
"Brother! Brother, you are back!"
Wu Wanli, who was nibbling steamed buns with his head hanging down at the door, suddenly became energetic. As soon as he saw the familiar figure, he didn't even bother to eat the steamed buns and rushed out.
After hearing what Wu Wanli said, the people in the seventh interleaved company also put down the steamed buns in their hands and rushed out.
"Company Commander, are you okay? If the boss wants to punish you, you will give me away. I will bear it all. His grandma's skin will be stripped off at worst. At most, it will destroy me. "
When Yu Congrong saw Wu Qianli coming back, he grinned first and then said loudly
"Lao Yu, it's not as serious as you think. The leader just gave me a lecture and let me go. He told me to have a good chat with him after I have eaten and drank enough."
Wu Qianli felt warm in his heart when he saw that the people of the seventh interleaved company were waiting so eagerly for his return, and he immediately drove these brothers into the house.
"Why are you looking at me? I'm eating steamed buns. They won't taste good when they get cold and hard."
As Wu Qianli said, he picked up two large steamed buns and gnawed them hard. After appeasing everyone's hearts, everyone opened their bellies and ate with big mouthfuls.
In order to prevent the people of the 7th Interchange Company from choking after eating too quickly, the people in the logistics department enthusiastically served millet porridge and served bowls of it to the soldiers of the 7th Interchange Company.
Just a few steamed buns and a bowl of millet porridge were eaten together. The soldiers of the 7th Interleaved Company had not had a good meal for a long time, especially these steaming white flour steamed buns.
So everyone unceremoniously consumed the rare hot food one after another, and the soldiers from the logistics department had to carry steamed buns and millet porridge five or six times before they could eat enough.
At the end of the meal, everyone rubbed their bellies and burped with satisfaction. At the same time, they glanced at the logistics department soldier who was wiping sweat from his head with some embarrassment.
Then each of them didn't even have time to wait for the contents of their stomachs to digest, so they collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.
After fighting all the way, they were really exhausted, not only from their cold and sore bodies, but also from their tense nerves at that moment.
After all, they had been trekking for so many days in the cold, windy, icy and snowy fields, and even that short rest was accompanied by the danger of US military reconnaissance aircraft, bombers and combat troops.
Everyone who finally managed to get a good sleep seemed a little reluctant to wake up, and they actually slept until the dusk of the next day.
"Ah - brother, it's a rare and comfortable day for us."
"You said that if there was no war, people all over the country could have endless white flour buns and millet porridge. How beautiful those days would be!"
Wu Wanli had just woken up. He stretched out a lot, then rubbed his sleepy eyes, feeling the food in his stomach that had not been completely digested, and said with some satisfaction.
"Yes, silly boy, we will have everything in the future, not just the endless white flour buns, but also the bowls full of fine grains, and the big chunks of braised pork."
Wu Qianli rubbed Wu Wanli's head with a little sigh, and sighed.
"Ah? Brother, you can't finish the big white flour buns, and you can eat the braised pork every time. How is this possible? Are you telling the truth?"
Wu Wanli originally sighed casually like this, but seeing Wu Qianli answering so seriously, she couldn't help but be moved by his emotions.
"Hahahahahaha... Actually, there is no need to eat braised pork. As long as we can get a few acres of land, marry a woman with a big butt, and have a warm bed, and then we have two big fat boys, those little days... tsk Tsk tsk, it’s so beautiful.”
Yu Congrong listened to the conversation between the two brothers and couldn't help but interjected. When he thought of the big-assed woman and the fat boy, he couldn't help but blush slightly and fell into a happy reverie.
"This American devil is really hateful. Originally, we defeated the little Japanese devil and the Chiang Dynasty. We thought we could finally live a peaceful life."
"Who knew they had to get involved and let so many army soldiers kill each other in this ice and snow, and so many people were displaced? Why? Eh..."
Lei Gong woke up a long time ago. As he talked, he enjoyed the cigarette rolled by his hand and slowly exhaled a mouthful of white mist.
"Hey! Lao Lei, you are not being honest. You have this cigarette and you don't give it to all the brothers!"
Yu Congrong smelled the smell of cigarettes and suddenly reacted, and immediately wanted to fight with Lei Gong for the cigarettes.
However, Lei Gong was generous and distributed all the cigarettes he rolled to the hands of various warriors.
Wu Qianli also received a cigarette. Looking at the simple packaging and the slightly damp tobacco, he didn't dislike it at all. He took a strong puff, but the next second he almost choked and coughed.
But after he got over the coughing, a hot feeling shot straight up from his chest.
Wu Qianli felt this huge momentum and frowned a little uncomfortable at first, but after getting used to it, he became much more energetic and seemed to enjoy it very much.
On the other side, Wu Wanli was coughing continuously due to the cigarette, and even a tear was squeezed out.
But in the face of the roar of laughter from everyone, he still kept pumping without giving up. He finally got used to it and felt the refreshing power of it.
While everyone was immersed in this rare comfort, two people outside the door were chatting while approaching the small courtyard where they were.
"Battalion Commander Zhang, we can be considered friends. You can't lie to me. Is there really such a capable person in the 7th Interpenetrating Company?"
A thin, rather young warrior asked with some confusion.
"Oh...yeah, I didn't believe it at first, but if it came from the boss's mouth, how could it be false?"
Zhang Li said, but he had already led the soldier into the small courtyard where the seventh interleaving company was located.
Everyone looked at Zhang Li's sudden appearance and were a little wary of this uninvited guest. Many people even had a hint of disgust on their faces.
"What? You didn't have a good time the day before yesterday, and you still have to come to your door to have a fight with me? I will stay with you until the end!"
When Yu Congrong saw Zhang Li barging directly into their yard, he thought it was another provocation, so he became quite angry. He instantly stood up and approached Zhang Li, intending to fight Zhang Li.
"Huh, I'm here to see your company commander."
Zhang Li glanced at Yu Congrong, but said nothing, but walked straight towards Wu Qianli.
"Brother, I was impulsive before. I'm sorry! This is the wine I brought myself. I'm sending you a bottle to try as an apology."
Under the surprised eyes of everyone in the seventh interleaving company, Zhang Li came so aggressively and actually apologized to Wu Qianli.
"No matter what, it was me who made Camp Commander Zhang look bad, wasn't it?"
Not wanting to hit the smiling person, not to mention bringing wine which was extremely precious in this world of ice and snow, Wu Qianli responded politely.
"But Captain Wu, I have a small request."
"It's not a big deal. I, my little brother, heard about your reputation and insisted on taking you to the shooting range to compete with your marksmanship. You might as well show him your skills and satisfy his wish."
After Zhang Ligang apologized somewhat shamelessly, he changed the subject and started talking about the soldier next to him who wanted to compete with Wu Qianli in marksmanship.
"It seems that apologizing is one thing, and trying to save face and suppress my limelight is another thing, hahaha..."
"But the sharpshooter who can bring back the face he has high hopes for must also have two brushes. But after all, I have system bonuses, so I don't need to worry too much."
Wu Qianli smiled slightly after listening to Zhang Li's words. He felt clear in his heart, but he did not expose Zhang Li. Instead, he looked at the sharpshooter brought by Zhang Li with some curiosity.
Completely different from Wu Qianli's sharp edge, if this soldier was thrown onto the battlefield, it would be difficult for the enemy to detect him.
It was as if he had completely hidden his aura, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to hunt, lurking patiently before hunting.
The soldier felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by Wu Qianli, so he simply stretched out his hand and greeted Wu Qianli.
"My dear, Zhang Taofang, I have admired the name of Captain Wu for a long time. I would like to compete with him on marksmanship. Please give me your advice."
