In the north at the end of December, at 7 o'clock in the afternoon, the sky is already dark, and a crescent moon is clearly visible.

"Regiment commander, the order from the division headquarters has come down"

At the regimental headquarters of the 733rd Independent Regiment, Zhang Lianshun, who was studying the map around Niuya Valley, raised his head and saw two division correspondents in civilian clothes walking towards him, one of whom was carrying a document bag around his waist.

"Report, 119th Division Correspondent Xu Shun"

"Report, 119th Division Correspondent Kong Peng"

After reporting the identity of the two Rao, Xu Shun, who was carrying the document bag, took out the documents in the bag and handed them to Master Zhang.

"Welcome, welcome"

While opening the file, there were two new faces, and Master Zhang greeted him warmly.

After reading the document, his face was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly showed a smile, and while his feet jumped slightly, his hand was slapped on the table, and the whole person was overjoyed.

"Haha, an independent group, an independent group, haha, now we have become the main group"

"The brigade commander is really fast"

"Someone, go and call the deputy head over"

After the surprise, Grand Master Zhang called the correspondent of his regiment.

People are in good spirits at happy events, and their long-term dreams come true, and Grand Master Zhang feels that the whole person is fluttering at this time.

As the commander of the first batch of backbone regiments, Zhang Lianshun had a dream since the establishment of the 733 Regiment, that is, to make the 733 Independent Regiment grow into one of the main regiments of the 119th Division, and successfully obtained the number of the main regiment.

Of course, this is also the dream of every regiment commander of the first batch of backbone regiments.

Although the number of the main regiment is only a number, there is almost nothing substantial, and the division headquarters will not issue an extra piece of clothing because of this number, but this is an honor and a recognition of strength for a unit.

This is extremely useful in boosting the morale of the troops.

"It's dark now, let's rest in this group today."

Grand Master Zhang looked at the night outside and tried to leave the two correspondents behind.

"Regiment Commander Zhang is polite, we have to rush back to the division headquarters to report"

The two correspondents hurriedly refused, although it seemed to be quite late at night outside, but the time was actually only seven o'clock, and it would take at least a few hours to set off now.

"Hey, the division headquarters is hundreds of miles away from here, and this road has to pass through many enemy occupation areas, how can I do it without resting, it just so happens that our regiment has recently got a lot of good things, the two of you stayed to taste and taste, and by the way, I will bring some souvenirs back for the division commander."

Grand Master Zhang exerted his spirit of hospitality and knew how to reason with emotion, and seeing that the two correspondents were still hesitant, he handed over a step.

"It's really not okay to stay and have a meal, let's start dinner at half past seven, this is just in time for the meal, you can't leave on an empty stomach."

"Then we'll bother"

For the first time, the two correspondents seemed to be a little uncomfortable with such enthusiasm.

They are also veterans who came all the way out of the grassland, and they are in the guard company of the division headquarters, but because the 119th Division lacks a radio station, basically all communications need to use communicators, so the division headquarters communication company is often understaffed, so their guard company often serves as a correspondent.

Generally speaking, they would rush back to the division headquarters as soon as they delivered the order, because the distance between the various regiments in the current division headquarters was not far, and second, in the past few years, there was no regiment that had the same food treatment as the division headquarters.

After all, where are the division commanders and deputy division commanders in the division headquarters, they can always get some good things with their connections, although there are not many, but as a guard company, they can often get a little soup.

It's just that this time they sent orders hundreds of miles away, and they had to go back and forth several times, and the feeling of sleeping in the winter wind was really not good, so the two didn't refuse.

Soon a fighter of the 733rd Independent Regiment, which should not have been an independent regiment, led the two communicators to rest.

In a soldier's dormitory, looking at the two thick brand-new quilts and two rhubarb coats handed over by the soldiers of the independent regiment, the two division headquarters correspondents were a little confused for a while.

"What is this?" They asked a little puzzled, do they have a futon?

"Oh, it's cold at night, and the deputy commander sees that your clothes and bedding are a little thin, so he specially distributes them to you," the soldier explained.

"No, no, no, this is not easy, this winter is not easy for everyone, there is no need to specialize, and besides, the gas on the side of the division is even colder than you" Xu Shun and the two hurriedly waved their hands.

He has been to many regiments, and he also knows that life is very difficult in all units now, and it is common for them to have insufficient food and clothing, and some main regiments even have a bedding for every two soldiers, not to mention that this kind of basic regiment that is far away from the division headquarters has to rely on its own backbone for everything.

"Huh? This is a quilt and a yellow coat are the standard configuration of our group, and everyone in our group has it."

"Look"

The soldier was stunned for a moment, then pointed to the same yellow coat on his body, and then to each of the beds made of earth and stone in the dormitory.

The two correspondents looked at each other and saw that all the more than 20 earthen beds in this dormitory were neatly arranged with a thick bedding, and they all looked brand new.

Then the two looked at each other, and they both saw the incredible.

"So rich, no wonder it became the main force so quickly" Xu Shun couldn't help muttering.

"You'll sleep here tonight, let's go, I'll take you to dinner, bring it to the meal" patted the earth and stone bed, put the new quilt on the bed, and the soldier took the two correspondents all the way to the canteen.

The canteen of the original 733 Independent Regiment and the current Independent Regiment was recently built, and more than 100 people from the regiment headquarters were gathering here at this time waiting for the meal, including the regiment commander and deputy regiment commander.

Although the regimental headquarters occasionally added meals, and as the regiment commander, he could often eat some tooth sacrifices, but during the main meal, he and the regimental headquarters ate with the soldiers, and the food was no better than that of ordinary soldiers.

There were no tables or chairs, so everyone lined up with iron lunch boxes to eat, and then found a place to squat and finish eating.

The intense physical exertion of the troops made everyone just bury their heads and eat hard.

"We're lining up here"

As a result, the soldier handed over the lunch box, and the two of them stood with the soldier in a window with a small team.

"This is the devil's lunch box?" Looking at the lunch box with the Japanese nameplate in his hand, Xu Shun asked.

"yes," the warrior nodded.

Hearing the reply, Xu Shun first looked at the soldier's lunch box, then looked around and found that everyone was holding the same lunch box, and everyone was wearing the same brand new heavy yellow coat.

Swallowing his saliva, he suppressed the surprise in his heart.

"So rich?"

However, when the lunch box was full of rice, looking at the vegetables full of oil, and then at the five huge slices of meat on the rice, his throat began to squirm wildly.

He hadn't eaten meat in a long, long time.

The last time I ate meat, it was a few of the flat Guan Dajie.

Looking back at the soldier who brought him, he found that he also had a huge five pieces of meat in his bowl, and when he lowered his head and looked into the canteen window, he saw a large pot full of meat.

The kind of old high heap.

There were no words, and he didn't even bother to do the expression of surprise, he found a corner and squatted down and began to desperately pick up rice in his mouth.

"We are from the Secret Sentinel Group, we are full of food, and we can add another canned beef rice after eating," the soldier next to him reminded.