On the defensive position, the soldiers of the 6th Combat Brigade used machine guns to harvest the barbarians.

This battle came suddenly, and the other side retreated very suddenly, the main force of the expeditionary corps had already entered a period of recuperation, if it weren't for the fact that there were masters who said that they would cooperate with the outside, they would not have re-stepped on the battlefield in such a hurry.

As a result, today's expeditionary corps paid a very heavy price, but fortunately, the tooth general who commanded the battle could still maintain his senses, and the barbarians did not panic when they retreated.

Even so, they paid for the lives of more than three thousand soldiers in this war.

When the soldiers of the 6th Combat Brigade saw the barbarians retreating, the entire defensive position suddenly erupted in cheers, although they knew that the war was far from over, although they knew that the future would still be difficult, but it did not prevent them from getting excited at the moment.

A veteran danced beside the heavy machine gun: "See, just now the barbarians were about to withdraw from the firing distance, and Lao Tzu's last three bursts of fire went through the gap in their shields and hit a barbarian in the head, so he asked you if you are a god? I told you that Lao Tzu was a sharpshooter, look at what kind of expression you had at that time?"

A few soldiers sat on the position and took off their boots decisively, and the smell of feet permeated the entire machine-gun position.

The boots were very heavy, and all the soldiers fastened the laces of their boots very tightly, although they were more neat in battle, but after a long time, their feet would be suffocated.

When everyone took off their boots, someone immediately let out a comfortable cheer.

Today's battle lasted for 16 hours, and there were four groups of soldiers who changed guards on one position alone, and everyone was extremely tired.

However, at this moment, the smell of meat suddenly wafted over the defensive position, and some veterans suddenly widened their eyes: "Meat, it's freshly stewed meat, not canned luncheon meat!"

"Can you smell it," the recruit wondered.

"Of course," the veteran laughed, "and when you eat luncheon meat and vomit, you can tell the difference." Go, hurry up and send someone to fetch food, maybe the meat will be fished out by the other brother troops if it is late. ”

After more than ten minutes, dozens of soldiers came back with aluminum lunch boxes full of them, and said excitedly: "Don't worry about finishing eating, Brigade Commander Zhang said that you can eat openly today, and the meat tube is enough!"

The veteran wondered, "Hey, where did this meat come from?"

"The brigade commander said that the young marshal brought it back, and I just heard that the young marshal went out to fight five barbarian material transport troops this time," the recruit Danzi explained with a smile: "Not only meat, but also fresh vegetables!"

The moment people heard about fresh vegetables, they were even more excited than when they heard about fresh meat.

Since they came to the Central Plains from the northwest, they basically ate carrots, white radishes, and potatoes on the road, not because the Northwest Army was poor, but because only this kind of vegetable was convenient for storage.

It is impossible to pay attention to food when marching and fighting, and it is not easy to ensure nutrition and food content.

And now, when the veteran opened the aluminum box, he saw shredded green pepper meat in the lunch box, and a veteran was suddenly silent.

In fact, it was just a meal of shredded pork with green peppers, but I don't know how many memories of his home evoked.

When you go out to fight, maybe a tiny detail can make people immerse themselves in the good old days.

War is cruel, and the more cruel the environment, the more beautiful it needs to support them to continue.

"Homesick," the veteran sighed.

A recruit suddenly asked, "Squad leader, why did you join the army in the first place?"

The veteran smiled: "I think it's glorious, you used to be on the territory of the Zong clan, so you don't understand, for the people of the 178 fortress, it is an honor to be able to defend that fortress." ”

"Regret it," the recruit asked.

"What's there to regret about this," the veteran took a bite of shredded green pepper meat with his lunch box: "When you go to play chess with other old men on the street when you are old, you have to mention that you were a soldier in the 178 fortress army when you were young, and the old man opposite has to be polite, I can brag about this for a lifetime." ”

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After the victory, nothing can make the soldiers happy more than a good meal, P5092 silently watched the soldiers shuttle back and forth near the canteen tent, he suddenly said solemnly to Ren Xiaosu: "Thank you, young marshal, these supplies came in time." ”

Yesterday, in order to ensure that the defensive positions were fed, the distribution had already begun, and the food for each soldier was reduced to half of the usual amount, just to hold out longer.

As a result, as soon as they shortened their time by one day, Ren Xiaosu brought back an unimaginably huge amount of supplies.

The amount of supplies carried by the five transport units was quite enormous, half of which had just been scavenged from the Tinder by the expeditionary corps.

That's the supply of supplies left by nearly 100,000 troops, even if there is not much left, it is enough for the Sixth Combat Brigade to respond to emergencies.

At this moment, Ji Ziang looked at the atmosphere that was reactivated on the defensive position, and suddenly felt a joy from the bottom of his heart.

He suddenly felt that men should be in this kind of place, fighting side by side with a group of like-minded people.

It's just that he didn't wait for long to be happy, and suddenly saw Wang Yun walking over with a smile: "Old Ji, you have contributed a lot to this battle, not only disgusting the barbarians, but also emptying the septic tank." You know no, Zhang Xiaoman was worried that the septic tank was dug too small yesterday, what if the septic tank was full, and then you solved the problem immediately. ”

The corners of Ji Ziang's mouth twitched, he didn't actually want to mention his credit......

But I heard Wang Yun continue: "Now, your exploits have spread throughout the entire Sixth Combat Brigade, do you know what everyone calls you now?"

Ji Ziang had an ominous premonition: "What do you call me?"

"Hahaha," Wang Yun suddenly laughed: "They call you the one who purifies the!"

Ji Ziang: "???"

"How about this title?" Wang Yun asked in a cheerful mood.

"It's a joke," Ji Ziang said with a dark face.

"Don't, didn't you say it yourself, only the wrong name, not the wrong nickname!" Wang Yun said.

Before this, Wang Yun had been troubled by the nickname of the Emperor of for several days, and when he was depressed, Ji Ziang used this sentence to make up for him.

Now, this knife has finally been returned to Ji Ziang, Wang Yun feels that the haze in his heart has suddenly dissipated, and his heart is much more balanced!

Ji Ziang looked at Wang Yun's back and left triumphantly with his hands behind his back, his face was blue and red for a while, and he was afraid that his reputation in this life would be ruined!

But thinking about it, Ji Ziang himself was actually happy: "Fuck, which grandson gave Lao Tzu a nickname?"

At this time, a soldier passing by whispered: "Actually, this is given to you by Chief Wang Yun, we just think it's very suitable......"

Ji Ziang's face darkened again......

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