There is a sentence that Han Feng said well, this time he entered the mountain, not only for the monks and Duan Peng, but also for himself.

Han Feng can't remember how long he hasn't felt the passion of that kind of special training, every minute and inch in his bones is burning, the devil instructor is roaring, everyone is training desperately, no one knows what everyone is insisting on, maybe it's glory, maybe it's trying to prove themselves.

But there has never been a moment in life that is as clear as now, Han Feng knows that resisting Japan and killing devils, letting his brothers and soldiers win as many battles as possible, survive as much as possible, let the people under his protection have two more, and increase the land he guards a few more points, this is the most important purpose of his current existence.

For this purpose, while Han Feng is promoting monks, Duan Peng, Da Niu and others, he should not stop at the same time, as long as you want to, at any time, anything in this world, there is no best, only better.

Han Feng hurried up and began to look for food, he didn't specialize for himself, he fooled the monk and Duan Peng, in addition to some medical supplies and weapons and equipment in the supply station, he also prepared a lot of food, steamed buns, flatbreads, and even cooked braised pork, these are all sent by the comrades of the cooking class every day and then replaced, that is, Han Feng used it just in case, but now he can't use it for the time being.

A moment later, Han Feng found a small hole with the size of a finger under an unknown tree root, inferred from experience, this may be a cicada hole, fortunately this hole is not too deep, three or two times with the finger buckle, sure enough, caught a cicada without wings, this kind of thing is actually the larva of the cicada, but when it is underground, everyone calls it a young cicada monkey, delicious and juicy, raw and nutritious, not to mention, compared to earthworm centipedes, the taste is excellent.

A young cicada monkey belly, Han Feng continued to look for food, he needed to supplement protein, protein is something that needs to be replenished urgently after a lot of physical energy consumption, one of the special training projects to survive in the wild, is to persist in this way.

After a cup of tea, Han Feng found five or six finger-thick wooden ringworms on a sick tree, which is a very protein-rich thing in addition to cicadasAs soon as the juice flows, you will sigh at that time: This thing should only exist in heaven, and it is rare to taste it a few times in the world.

Five or six wooden ring insects went down to the stomach, Han Feng naturally would not be like a sentimental literati, and sighed a few words about his destruction of life, those self-righteous saints don't eat meat, they feel that it is a kind of killing, creating more sins, how ridiculous.

Sweeping the floor is afraid of hurting the lives of ants, cherish the moth gauze lamp?

If ants and moths are cherished because they are life, then the Buddha eats fast food and does not eat meat, but they don't know that plants and animals belong to living things, and they are the life of this earth's ecosystem?

It depends on self-righteousness or ignorance!

In Han Feng's view, there is no so-called cruelty in this world, and all cruelty is just the indignation of the weak who are unable to resist atrocities and exploitation.

He eats the young cicada monkey and the wooden ringworm, this is his order to survive, if the wooden ringworm and the young cicada monkey are ten times and a hundred times larger than Han Feng's size, they eat Han Feng, also to survive, what does Han Feng have to say? Natural selection, survival of the fittest, he feels that this sentence is really the avenue of heaven and earth, whether it is philosophical or natural.

Han Feng, who had supplemented with protein, ate some wild vegetables and grass roots that could be eaten raw, and after everything was done, he rushed back to the supply station.

As soon as he entered the wooden door of the supply station, Han Feng was dumbfounded, Monk Wei and Duan Peng were each holding a steamed bun, which was close to their mouths, drooling, but no one dared to be the first to move...... Time went back to half an hour ago, and the monk said: "Duan Peng, the third brother didn't say that we can't be together, let's go find something to eat together!" ”

Duan Peng agreed with this proposal very much, "Okay, I'll come with you." ”

Just after walking halfway, the two of them were worried, although the monk has not lived a good life over the years, he can eat vegetarian when he was in Shaolin Temple, but he is also half full, after arriving at the Guojun, because of the care of the company commander's brother, he can eat every meal with a round belly, looking for food in the deep mountains and old forests? He really didn't have any experience with that.

"Duan Peng, I've been looking at it for a long time, and I haven't seen any balls, except for the tree is the tree, what can you eat?"

Duan Peng smiled bitterly: "Monk, you ask me who to go, although I live poorly with my mother, I have always been living in the county, how much starvation does not die, I am not a hunter in this mountain, where do I know what to eat and what not to eat, but I heard that when the Red Army crossed the grassland, grass roots and bark were eaten." ”

"Grass roots, bark?" Monk Wei hurriedly shook his head, "Then I might as well eat earthworms." ”

"How many shall I dig for you?"

"Medium, dig and dig."

…… Ten minutes later, "Duan Peng, did you dig there?" ”

"No! Monk, what's wrong with you? ”

"I haven't dug it yet, it's over, I don't even have earthworms to eat, we guess we're going to starve to death."

If Han Feng is here, he will definitely be full of black lines, these two living treasures, then digging earthworms is also particular, earthworms like dark and damp places with fertile soil, these two guys have been digging for a long time at the roots of a tree where the soil is almost dry, can they dig a ghost?

Time passed quickly, and the monk looked at his watch and said busily: "It's over, Duan Peng, it's time, we have to go to the supply station." ”

"But we haven't eaten yet!"

"I can't care so much, it's too late to go later, the third brother has to clean up the two of us."

In this way, Monk Wei and Duan Peng rushed to the supply station in hunger again, not to mention that lunch was not solved, and another wave of physical strength was wasted.

When they arrived at the supply station, the two of them were happy, good guys, there are big steamed buns in the supply station! You look at the big steamed buns, black and white, bright, and people can't help but drool when they look at it.

"Eat?" The monk asked tentatively.

Knock, Duan Peng swallowed his saliva, shook his head and said, "I don't eat it." ”

"Stupid, you don't eat me!" Monk Wei was about to open his mouth as he spoke...... "Aren't you afraid that this is deliberately placed here by the head of the regiment?" Watch out for him coming back to pick you up. ”

Hey, hey, hey, hey-

The monk smiled and took the steamed bun away from his mouth again, "Zhong, we are brothers, if you don't eat it, I won't eat it either!" But you say, let's eat a few secretly, can the third brother know? ”

"The head of the regiment is smart, why doesn't he know?"

"That's the same, then I won't eat it."

"Steamed buns, steamed buns, why didn't I find out, are you so tempting?" The monk opened his mouth as if chanting, and Duan Peng was speechless.

The two of them said without leaving the steamed bun, and Han Feng suddenly pushed the door in......