The men of the independent regiment went back, and when they came, all the carriages were full of shells, and they couldn't eat or drink for this play, and they were all thick in the guns.

When they went back, they pulled truckloads of military supplies, and they urgently needed them now, such as some military rations and bullets, which were what the independent regiment needed most.

Seeing that the team of the independent regiment gradually disappeared into the vast snow, Li Feng also picked up a block of instant noodles and took a bite, and then said to the old lady on the side:

"This time the taste of instant noodles is not bad, you can eat it directly, unlike the instant noodles last time, there is always a bad taste, fortunately it didn't make the soldiers diarrhea, otherwise the soldiers would have been able to skin the group of people in the logistics alive!"

After speaking, Li Feng kicked a few packets of instant noodles and left, the instant noodles wrapped in oiled paper on the left and right did not have much nutrition, and I didn't know why the soldiers loved to eat so much, and they all looked like they had never seen the world.

Compressed biscuits are almost the favorite food, this thing can be cooked by putting it in the pot and boiling it gently, especially in the winter, you don't need to look for water everywhere, just add some snow.

There is little in the trenches, that is, there is a lot of wood, and after the shells are exploded, a lot of dry wood is ignited, and at this time, some soldiers secretly use a pot of chowder, and the fragrance can fill the entire trench, and then they can always meet the robbers......

"And who is that, Wen Xiaoer, you are doing a good job in this pot, look at it, stick a bayonet in the trench, and then hang this pot like a hot water bottle, and light a bunch of wood underneath, and it will be able to burn a lot of delicious food in a short time."

The little fat man also wanted to come up and join in the fun, and robbing the soldiers below to eat snacks was one of his few hobbies.

A group of warriors crouched on the ground, huddled together around the fire to roast the fire, and the hats on their heads covered only a pair of eyes.

"Boss, it's not a way for this Fujita to guard here, the little devil can't come, and our hearts are itching!"

At this time, a veteran is wiping his bayonet and his gun at the same time, and the gun is prone to problems this winter, and the barrel must be well maintained.

Li Feng also leaned on the account at this time, the soldiers were good at everything, but they were dissatisfied with the living environment, which was not good, there were not many snow blocks in the trenches, and the cleaning was like the ground at home, a clean batch.

"I said don't worry about you one by one, although this little devil has retreated, but we also have to find out their truth.

If this devil is indeed false, then we must beat the water dog, when the time comes, Lao Tzu will have to choose someone, if you don't choose, don't blame Lao Tzu, it's your own bad luck!

This wave of devils is the legendary Kwantung Army, I heard that they are fat, not to mention that everyone has to carry a few pieces of ocean on their bodies, and there are even those with gold teeth in their mouths.

Tell me, if you get these things, will you have to change them for some food? ”

Use physical rewards to motivate soldiers to make military contributions, and the little fat man feels that there is nothing wrong with it.

What is the most expensive thing these days?

Gold?

Ocean?

Neither!

In these years, the most expensive thing is grain, nothing is as good as rice and white flour, and nothing is good for a full stomach.

Naturally, they don't have to worry about eating in the barracks every day, but their families need to worry about it. Variety Literature

At this time, their military exploits will be useful, and they can exchange some food or daily necessities from the logistics department and send them back to their families to use to improve their family situation, so that they will not completely forget their small family when they join the army.

"I said boss, you must choose me this time, I didn't go to the transport team that robbed the devil last time, that's really a big loss!"

"Come on, last time it was a rapid battle of the cavalry company, and your kid rode a horse with a big red thigh, if you go to the battlefield, you must not be kicked by the devil's cavalry with his head cut off as a ball!"

"Hahahaha!"

The two veterans argued with red faces, and neither would let anyone.

At this time, Li Feng saw that the aroma of rice in the pot was getting stronger and stronger, and couldn't help asking:

"Isn't it time to eat? I can smell it! ”

Then a group of people decisively stopped arguing, looking at the rice in this pot, everyone was very happy even if they could only get a mouthful.

Li Feng seems to have no shortage of food, especially melon seeds and peanuts, which used to be robbed by a little girl, but now it is different, he specializes in robbing Wu Xiaoshan.

The little girl is a greedy problem that can't be changed, and she often secretly goes out to buy snacks to eat, even if she is grounded by the teacher, she has to run out secretly, and she deserves to train all day now.

Baked sweet potatoes are something that little fat people like to eat, but the soldiers don't like to eat them, the reason is very simple, that is, they were tired of eating before, and now they want to vomit when they smell sweet potatoes.

The little fat man felt that the sweet potato tasted very fragrant, although he would keep farting after eating, and he still put it in strings, but this still couldn't make him put down the sweet potato in his hand.

"I said boss, what's so delicious about this sweet potato, our dogs are tired of eating it."

There is no way that since the sweet potato was introduced to China, this thing has begun to bloom everywhere, who made it produce a large amount, otherwise how could it feed 40,000 people.

Then the common people are tired of eating sweet potatoes, and their favorite food is rice and white noodles, and they don't even like corn buns.

The little fat man is not a picky eater, they have that kind of thing in the nest, although only the veterans love to eat and the recruits don't like to eat, but this thing is always indispensable in the canteen.

"Lao Tzu just loves to eat, can you manage it?"

Li Feng glanced at the veteran, and then continued to think about how to save the sweet potatoes, there was no way, they rescued many victims last year.

Then they were given a lot of land to these victims, and the victims didn't know what to plant for a while, especially when they were hungry and scared, they liked the highest yield, such as sweet potatoes, which could be planted thousands of catties per acre, and there was no big problem.

But it doesn't seem to be a good thing to have more sweet potatoes, the people are worried when they look at the sweet potatoes, so Li Feng simply took these sweet potatoes over, and the old lady scolded him for this, saying that he was stupid.

The sweet potatoes are not tasty, the soldiers are tired of eating them, and now they are easy to spoil in the cellar, so they have to find a way to solve it as soon as possible.

Li Feng felt that the old lady was hypocritical, if she was hungry like those disaster victims, she wouldn't say this, let alone sweet potatoes at that time, cow could be eaten.

The food problem can be solved after a while, but the immediate problem must be solved first.

The sentinels at the front have returned, and they look very excited, Li Feng also began to think about combat strategy at this time, no need to guess to know, the little devil must be empty now.