When I came to the cooking class, it was cornmeal wowotou and sweet potato porridge, wowotou looked a little black, and there should be no white flour.

Each fighter has three nests, a bowl of sweet potato porridge, too much and there is no more. Now is not the time of war, the time to fight the devils, there will be no restrictions on the amount of food that the fighters eat. Now there is no need to fight with the devils, the soldiers naturally can't eat too much, the independent regiment is a big business, but no matter how big the family is, it can't support so much material consumption.

Liu Gen also took three wowotou, dipped a little chili, and if he didn't dip the chili pepper, he might not be able to swallow it. Unlike the wowotou that Liu Gen once ate, the wowotou in his hand now is very hard and black, if it doesn't smell like there is no peculiar smell, then he may have to suspect that the cooking class is going to murder him. Picking up a nest head and biting it hard, Liu Gen frowned, a little hard.

After taking a sip of sweet potato porridge, Liu Gen swallowed the wowotou in his mouth, which was too different from the wowotou he had eaten before.

After taking a serious look at the wowotou in his hand again, Liu Gen understood, unlike the fine flour in later generations, the cornmeal ground by the stone mill now is not so fine, and this is not simply cornmeal, there should be some other things added to it. Liu Gen looked at the other fighters, and could see that the soldiers ate very calmly, they should have been used to eating such nests.

Even, some soldiers are still a little unsatisfied, three nests are not enough for the soldiers with a big appetite, but the breakfast made by the cooking class is limited, and the soldiers have not eaten much and there is not much to do.

Liu Gen ate again, took a bite of wowotou, and drank some sweet potato porridge. Such a nest head tastes a little stuck, which makes Liu Gen a little uncomfortable, and he has no choice, he can only endure it. Ten minutes later, Liu Gen put the last bit of wowo in his mouth and chewed it, and at first, he felt that something was wrong. Forcibly enduring the discomfort caused by the nest head, Liu Gen spit out the wrong part, which was a pebble.

After pouring the sweet potato porridge, Liu Gen felt a lot more comfortable, thinking that he would eat these in the future, his face was a little difficult to look at, damn it, this kind of life is a little too hard,

Thinking that when he was searching for bullets, he easily put away the two oceans, Liu Gen's eyes lit up, maybe he could use the two oceans to improve his life. Happily walking out of the cooking class, Liu Gen ran back to his room, found the two oceans that he put under the pillow at will, and took the ocean into his arms, he wanted to see if there was anything to eat in the village.

After looking around the village, Liu Gen cried, there is no place to sell things in the village, and as for buying from the villagers, they don't dare to ask for the ocean in their own hands. Returning to the regiment headquarters, Liu Gen was very helpless, he had money but couldn't spend it, it was really uncomfortable. After sitting in the room for a while and drinking a glass of boiled water, Liu Gen picked up the list he had copied last night and walked towards the regiment headquarters.

The training of artillery should be put on the agenda as early as possible, and no one knows whether the new regiment will have a battle next, and once a battle occurs, it is quite important whether there will be artillery with sufficient combat effectiveness.

After the soldiers' briefing, Liu Gen met Li Yunlong, and yesterday it was because of the presence of Zhang Dabiao, the battalion commander, that Liu Gen was not hindered. Otherwise, if Liu Gen wants to see Li Yunlong, he still needs to be reported by the soldiers, and now he is an artilleryman, which is a bit special, but not so special that he ignores the rules of his superiors and subordinates.

"Genzi, you're here, come, accompany Lao Tzu for two drinks." As soon as he walked into the room, Li Yunlong shouted to Liu Gen to drink.

Liu Gen looked at Li Yunlong, and could see that Li Yunlong's face was not very optimistic, thinking that he was depressed because he was going to be transferred to the rear, which made him sigh in his heart. Liu Gen sat down, and after having a drink with Li Yunlong, he took out the list of selected people, all of whom were suitable candidates to become artillerymen. Since Li Yunlong only gave himself thirty places, the thirty people selected by Liu Gen were all relatively good friends among the registered soldiers.

"Commander, look at it, these are the lists of fighters I have selected, if you agree, I will start training tomorrow and let them become qualified artillerymen as soon as possible." Liu Gen said in a deep voice.

Li Yunlong glanced at the list handed over by Liu Gen, he was the commander of the new regiment, and he had a little impression of every soldier in the new regiment, which made him know that Liu Gen had a serious choice. Looking at Liu Gen, Li Yunlong could see the seriousness on Liu Gen's face, which made him pick up the list he had put down again and look at it seriously.

Liu Gen waited quietly, he didn't have much interest in drinking, and as an artilleryman, it was not good to drink too much. When he has time to drink, Liu Gen prefers to do some things, he is still young, and there are many places to learn and improve. In order to avoid dying on the battlefield in the next battle, Liu Genke made a lot of training plans for himself.

"This list is not bad, is thirty places enough?" Putting down the list in his hand, Li Yunlong asked.

Liu Gen shook his head, "It's definitely not enough, the devils are equipped with an artillery squad of 15 people for each Type 92 infantry gun, so that we have three infantry guns, which means that we need 45 people, not to mention mortars." ”

"Thirty people, can only form a five-person artillery squad for each infantry gun, barely giving full play to the power of the Type 92 infantry gun."

"Is that so, or do you artillerymen know more, I wonder if the five-person artillery squad has much impact on the performance of the Type 92 infantry gun? On the battlefield, if you are dumbfounded, I don't know if Lao Tzu will shoot you. Li Yunlong looked at Liu Gen with a serious expression, he didn't want our artillery support to happen on the battlefield.

In the battle with the devils, the artillery fire of the Eighth Route Army was already at a disadvantage, and if there was a dumb fire again, it would be good if nothing happened, and if something happened, the front-line soldiers would cause a lot of losses.

"The five-person squad will definitely have an impact, this belongs to the minimum configuration, the soldiers load the infantry cannon and other work, will cause a lot of physical consumption, to ensure that our infantry artillery has sustained combat effectiveness, it is very necessary to configure more soldiers. The artillery squad of five people, I don't dare to make any guarantees with you, the regiment commander! Liu Gen said helplessly.

Li Yunlong's eyes widened, "Damn, you kid is dishonest, in the battle with the Bantian United, you and Zhang Dabiao grabbed the devil's six infantry guns." I heard Zhang Dabiao say that you kid controlled six infantry guns in two people, and now you tell Lao Tzu that you can't do it? ”

"Commander, that's a special case, it's different." Liu Gen said with a wry smile.

There is a big difference between that kind of shelling and a real artillery bombardment. Moreover, that kind of battle also has great requirements for the physical fitness of artillerymen, and Liu Gen's physical fitness is good, so he can survive.

"Damn, I don't care! You can do it! Your artillery should be able to do the same! You also know that our new regiment of soldiers is nervous, and Lao Tzu can only give you another twenty places at most, fifty people! To successfully form the artillery company of our new regiment, if you succeed, you are the company commander of the artillery company! If you fail, Lao Tzu will not only not give you any reward, but will also shoot you! Li Yunlong said loudly.

Seeing that Li Yunlong began to be unreasonable again, Liu Gen had a little headache, "Regiment commander, this is okay, but our artillery company is only responsible for three Type 92 infantry guns, as for mortars, you will assign them to each battalion as a regiment commander, do you think this is okay?" ”