Chapter 878 Brush a Wave of Prestige (I)

Zhang Hu looked at the two big white steamed buns in his hand, and the canned food in the other hand, although the canned food is not big, but it is not small, a little bigger than the canned food they captured by the Japanese, and the steamed bun in his hand is made of sturdy white noodles, but where did this come from so many white noodles? The other party actually said that this is simple? Zhang Hu didn't know what to say for a while, you know, the big-headed soldiers of the Central Army will never be able to eat this white-flour steamed bun in normal times!

Spitting, Zhang Hu viciously bit the white steamed bun in his hand, full of fragrance, how long has it been since he has eaten such a big white steamed bun? Zhang Hu was in a trance, but he still swallowed the steamed buns in his mouth fiercely, took a bite, looked at another can, Zhang Hu raised his head and looked around, and did not treat him preferentially because he was the head of the regiment, everyone was the same.

So Zhang Hu didn't think about giving the can in his hand to the brothers below, but it was still a problem for this can to be opened, just when Zhang Hu was looking around to see if there was any way to open it, it happened that the soldier who had just given him steamed buns came over and saw this scene, smiled and said: "Brother, I forgot this stubble then, come." As he spoke, he took out a dagger directly from the outside of his thigh and handed it to Zhang Hu.

"You dagger?" Zhang Hu took the other party's dagger, and then took it in his hand and looked at it, black ...... It is not good-looking, and you can't even see the edge of the blade. "This ...... Can you get it open? ”

"Haha, brother, I said you don't think this dagger isn't sharp, do you?" Anyway, the steamed buns and the like had already been distributed, so the soldier simply sat down and said with a smile.

"Isn't it? You can't even see a blade, it's still black, isn't it rusty? Although the dagger is open, it is no different from not being bladed. Zhang Hu shrugged his shoulders and looked at the dagger in his hand and asked.

The soldier couldn't help but laugh twice, thinking that he asked the instructor like this back then, but later the instructor let them know, how perverted the dagger in their hands was, and it didn't open the blade? "Brother, you don't understand this, I'll tell you......"

"Tuanza." At this time, Zhang Hu's adjutant came over and shouted.

"Uh......" The soldier was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the clothes on Zhang Hu's body, and was about to stand up, "You're welcome, come on, come on, we are not a system, what are you afraid of." Zhang Hu quickly interrupted his adjutant's words, pointed to the side and said, "Come and sit down." ”

This adjutant actually didn't have anything to do, and he simply sat down, and the report that should have been reported last night and the handling of the matter were all dealt with, and their division commander asked them to stay here to receive treatment from the Eighth Road.

"Hehe, well, that's right, this dagger is not not sharp, but specially made like this, the reason why it is black on the outside is because it is afraid of reflection, at night or in a dimly lit place, when assassination, such a reflection is easy to be found by the enemy, so it is made so black, this thing, very sharp, even the armor of a Japanese tank can be opened." This soldier thought about it for a while, it is also the same reason, it is difficult to have such a chance to show his face, of course he has to brag about it, who let these guys always call us Tubalu before? Now let's see who's more earthy!

"Really? You're not bragging, are you? What are you kidding, that tank bullet can't be pierced, can you get this dagger open? There were also many soldiers of the 17th Division who were slightly injured around, and as soon as they heard the soldier bragging, they immediately leaned over and spoke loudly.

"I said don't do it yet, come, I'll test it for you." The soldier immediately became a little anxious, took the dagger directly from Zhang Hu's hand, and without saying a word "poof", he easily inserted it into the canned meat in Zhang Hu's hand, and easily turned the handle of the knife, and the lid of the entire can was cut, this kind of canned food is made of special iron sheet, so it is not very hard, but it is definitely not soft.

After pulling out the dagger, the soldier handed the can to Zhang Hu, and then said, "See, don't believe it." It's all pediatrics, look at this. The soldier looked left and right, and there happened to be a damaged rifle next to him, so he simply fished the rifle directly, and without saying a word, he directly reversed the dagger, and pulled it down directly with its knife back to the barrel of the gun.

The piercing friction sound remembered that the dagger made of special alloy was sawed directly into the barrel like a saw after several tugs, and the soldier used several more strengths, and quickly broke it hard, and the barrel was directly disconnected from the middle.

At this moment, everyone's eyes widened, including Zhang Hu. "Show me." Zhang Hu put aside the can in his hand with some itching, then reached out and asked for it, and took a closer look, whether it was the back serrated part or the front part, there was no curling edge. This soldier is not bragging, this dagger can really get away with the tanks of small Japan. But it's more laborious, and generally speaking, this dagger is not used for this.

"Hey, I said brother, you guys are pheasants flying up the plane tree and turning into a golden phoenix? You're too luxurious, aren't you? This is more central army than those central armies. "The 17th Division was originally a unit under the name of Yang Hucheng, and it has always been relatively friendly to the Eighth Route Army, so these soldiers don't have any other ideas, besides, everyone is a soldier, and their lives are saved by others, even if they have any ideas, they don't have any ideas at this time.

"It's nothing, our changes are just over a year, aren't we also from bitterness? Now although I have eaten well and my weapons and equipment are good, I have to go to the battlefield to kill devils, otherwise wouldn't all these good things be eaten in vain? The soldier said solemnly.

"Hey, little brother, let me ask you, do you usually eat these?" Zhang Hu pointed to the things in his hand and asked.

"Of course, what we usually eat is not this, it's better than this, it's just because of the needs of the war, so we can only eat canned food and steamed buns, we basically have meat to eat every day, and it's a big fat meat, and three meals a day! And milk to drink! But the training is also very hard, it is literally lifelong. The soldier shook his head and spoke.

"I said, brother, you can't lie, do you? Eating meat every day? Aren't you kidding us? How is this possible? If there is meat to eat every day, don't say that the training is hard, this is the sword mountain and the sea of fire, we are all willing to do it. ”

"That's it, that's it."

"With a lot of fat to eat, what is training?" The surrounding soldiers all chimed in.

"Haha, if you want, you participate in our eight roads, there is fat every day, and you will be tired of eating it when the time comes, but the training I said is not bragging. It's really bitter! I'm afraid you can't stand it! I'm not kidding this, the canned food in your hands is all canned beef, you can eat it yourself, if we don't usually have meat to eat, will we make canned beef? I haven't eaten the meat yet. The soldier laughed loudly.

Zhang Hu frowned and didn't say anything, he also knew that if he participated in the Eighth Road or something like that, the soldier was probably unintentional, and it didn't matter, but when he heard that the beef in his hand was canned, Zhang Hu was a little surprised. As soon as the other soldiers heard that there was canned beef in their hands, they immediately began to open their cans and eat them. In fact, this canned food is not strictly canned beef, it can be said to be made by mixing beef, chicken, rabbit meat, and beef offal.

But it's all meat! And some preservatives are also added to it, no way, this kind of canned food requires long-term storage, and it is impossible to add preservatives, these canned foods can be guaranteed to be stored for at least five years without losing nutrients, and they can be eaten for ten years. In this era, military rations are all bark and grass roots, and what preservatives and other things can't be too demanding, of course, these preservatives are also new preservatives made by Liu Fei, and they are not very harmful to the human body.

Zhang Hu also tasted the canned food in his hand, the taste was quite good, Zhang Hu also gobbled it up, and soon the other party sent them a lunch box, which was hot soup, eating canned food, white flour steamed buns, drinking hot soup, this soup seems to be also broth, after drinking the broth in his lunch box, Zhang Hu breathed a sigh of relief, such a day gods do not change.

No one knows how much change all this will make, but Zhao Shoushan knows how much change it will make, and when it was close to noon the next day, the new division responsible for taking over this defense line began to gather its own troops and count the results, when the rows of Japanese soldiers came back in a neat queue, Zhao Shoushan felt that his head was not enough. That's the end of the 20th Division? This is a first-class division!

This is a first-class division that has just killed at least nearly 100,000 national~ armies near Beiping and Tianjin! That's it? That's right! Zhao Shoushan has just received a notice that the entire 20th Division has been completely annihilated! Although some Japanese soldiers were escaped, the number of escapees would never exceed 1,000, and the 20th Division, a full 15,000 people, was annihilated by 11,000 people, and more than 3,600 people were captured.

I have to say, don't say that Zhao Shoushan is a little stunned by this record, even Mr. Peng, He Shuai, and the chairman who is far away in Yan'an, the prime minister and Mr. Zhu They all feel a little confused, and a Japanese first-class division was killed like this? And more than 11,000 people were killed in just one night? However, there was some fluke in this record, because the whole position was about to be breached. Not only were there about 3,000 Japanese soldiers gathered there when they rushed to the position, but there were also nearly 6,000 soldiers gathered here at the foot of the mountain below the position. The strongest loser

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