"When I go back, I'm going to take the British's head off and kick it as a ball!"

In the dense forest on the north bank of the Imjin River, Lieutenant Jason sat under an old pine tree, and with a hateful face, he broke the green grass path in his hand one by one, as if the tender grass was the neck of the Englishman, and he twisted it one by one.

Captain Brooklyn, who was beside him, still looked indifferent, looking up at the somewhat gray sky, and did not say a word from beginning to end, as if he had not heard Lieutenant Jason's words at all.

Seeing this, Lieutenant Jason didn't feel a little angry, shook his hand and threw aside the unsightly grass path in his hand, straightened up and said angrily at Brooklyn: "Captain, you have to say something, can you endure this breath?" When the guys picked peaches, they seemed to be dying, and when they were in danger, they shrank faster than rabbits.

What is this called an ally? It's just a bunch of stupid pigs who can't pay for their lives, in short, you can bear it, I can't bear it, if you don't send them to court-martial, I, Elvin Jason, swear not to be a ......"

"What's the noise? What's the noise? Just as Lieutenant Jason was about to give an impassioned speech about the inferiority of the British, Jason's voice was interrupted by a long tone with a thick accent.

Immediately, Wu Chen carried a Type 50 automatic rifle on his back, held a bunch of food, came to Jason and the others, squinted at a large number of dejected American soldiers, and finally looked at Jason, who had just screamed the most, and couldn't help but say the lesson of splitting his head and covering his face:

"If you can't fight, you can't fight, since you surrendered, stay honestly and still not convinced? To be honest with you, just like you, even if you are pulled to the battlefield again, Lao Tzu will still fight so that you don't even know your mother, what do you see? Take it...... I'll give you ten minutes, eat and get on your way! ”

After saying that, he threw a bunch of food on the ground, and turned around and wanted to leave, but before he could move, he found that something was wrong, and saw that all the captured American soldiers, including the American officer who had just screamed the loudest, looked at him like a goose.

It was only then that Wu Chen realized that he was fluent in Yuzhong, and these American devils didn't seem to understand a word, so he didn't feel a pity that the few words just now were quite level, so he turned his head and shouted at Fang Liang, the leader of the engineering platoon on the other side who was stuffing things into his mouth: "House, tell these American devils in that bird language, let them eat honestly!" ”

"Okay!"

Fang Liang agreed, poured a few mouthfuls of water, and then walked over and said to the captured American soldiers in a slightly stiff English: "Give you ten minutes, eat immediately!" ”

After all, they had not eaten for seven or eight hours since the beginning of the war, and they had long been so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs, so they ate extremely ferociously.

Although Jason didn't understand Wu Chen's words, seeing his fierce appearance, he had long lost the momentum of scolding the British before, and he also held a military kettle, and returned to the old pine tree to eat honestly, only Brooklyn put the field compressed dry food in his hand and looked at it again, but never took a bite, but looked at Fang Liang with a strange light in his eyes: "This Chinese commander, may I ask if this thing is your standard military ration?" ”

"That's right!" Fang Liang nodded, then looked at Brooklyn suspiciously, and a trace of imperceptible anger gradually rose on his face: "What, I don't think it's delicious, I don't want it?" ”

"No, no, no......" Brooklyn hurriedly waved his hand, and then pointed to the piece of field compressed dry food and said in surprise: "This thing is simply a rare work of art, if I didn't see it with my own eyes, I really didn't know that your army still has such a good thing, it's ridiculous that our intelligence agency also estimates your army's logistics support capability with fried noodles, but I didn't expect that your army has solved the shackles of the weekly offensive with this kind of food born for war." ”

"Hmph, you still have some knowledge."

Although Brooklyn's voice carried many elegant adjectives in English, which made Fang Liang, a half-witted man who had only studied English in college for a few days, very difficult to listen to, but Brooklyn's praise of field compressed dry food, Fang Liang still understood, so he nodded with honor: "Let's tell you the truth, this is our secret weapon, thinking that we are out of food, we will hit it regardless of it, just wait for the head to break the blood!" ”

Hearing this, not only Brooklyn, but even Jason and other prisoners of war showed a sudden look on their faces, the reason why they ignored the Chinese army to encircle and intercept was not only because this army was isolated and easy to annihilate, but also because their military intelligence agencies concluded that this army was close to running out of food.

Because according to the calculation of fried noodles, the rations of the heavy firepower company have already reached the warning line, even if there is the support of armored forces later, it is still a drop in the bucket, coupled with the fierce consumption of the successive battles, it is estimated that the fried noodles bag of the heavy firepower company has already bottomed out.

In this way, no matter how powerful the mechanized battle group composed of heavy firepower and armored units is, it is estimated that it will not be able to exert several layers of combat effectiveness when it is hungry, and it is only the US military that will rush up wave after wave regardless of it.

As a result, not only did the people have a full stomach, but the weapons and equipment they were equipped with were also sharp and abnormal, coupled with the friendship and betrayal of the pig teammate named Britain, a good D armored battle group was eaten by the volunteers so that there were no bones left, thinking of this, Brooklyn couldn't help but sigh.

It is impossible to say that he does not hate the British pig teammates at all, but so what, whether he can go back after becoming a prisoner is unknown, and what to talk about the trouble of the British, rather than so, it is better to press your mind to find the reason for your failure, for example, this piece of military rations in their hands now, if they knew before the counteroffensive that the Chinese army was equipped with this new type of rations, they would not have fought with the Chinese without hesitation.

Of course, this ration is only one of the reasons for the victory of the Chinese, and Brooklyn is more concerned about the improved T-34 tanks that crush them, especially the armor like chocolate pieces, which makes him even more incredible.

In any case, they couldn't figure out how this armor blocked their M125 armor-piercing shells, so he struck while the iron was hot and asked Fang Liang: "This sir, in addition to this kind of food, the layer of box armor covered by your tank is also a secret weapon to defeat the enemy!" ”

As soon as he heard that the improved T-34 tank was involved, Fang Liang became vigilant, and just wanted to refuse the guy in front of him with no comment, when a calm voice suddenly came from behind him: "Of course!" ”