Chapter 653: Elm Batter

Too lazy to see Wang Wenping, a guy who only knows how to rush and fight, Zhang Ran carefully explained a few words to Shi Yuan, and then said in a low voice: "Although this batch of materials cannot be lost, but when it comes to life and death, I still take my comrades to break through and save my life!" ”

Shi Yuan nodded, and then led the team away!

"Now, it's our turn!"

Seeing Shiyuan Wang Wenping leave, Zhang Ran looked at Yang Ming Lao Qin and the soldiers of the three columns and said: "Let's talk about it, which stronghold do you hate the most - you have to clean it up anyway, which one you hate the most, let's clean it up first!" ”

What he said is quite a bit of the meaning of treating the Japanese as a mustard and being able to disappear with a snap of his fingers......

But in the end, the team still followed the original plan and attacked the stronghold of the best front gatehouse!

"Look at their cows, I'll see what they're capable of later!"

Lao Cui muttered a little angrily, and then happily hugged the short gun he had just been assigned - how many years have I said in my heart, I, a cook, finally have my own gun!

As for the fact that on the one hand, I feel that the cattle of the Jindong detachment are painful, and on the other hand, I am holding the weapons supported by others......

Lao Cui didn't care at all.

In his opinion, they are all their own comrades, and they are all for the purpose of fighting devils, so there is no need to distinguish them so clearly.

Then his eyes looked at the tin can that was carried on the back of a big soldier, and his face was full of curiosity, and he said that he had participated in the revolution for decades, and how could he never have seen such a strange weapon......

And this weapon was also regarded by Zhang Ran as an artifact for attacking the watchtower......

Then Lao Cui was not angry again, and said in his heart that when the time came, he must widen his eyes and take a good look at what kind of magic this artifact can be!

"Just give the child a bite to eat, we won't be hungry......"

"We're really sending our children......"

A group of men or women with puffy faces and heavily patched clothes sucked and resisted, maintaining their last remaining dignity......

"Eat, eat, eat, there are so many people, and it's not bad for your few bites!"

Lao Liu put his job bowl into the arms of these men and women, and when he lowered his head, he couldn't help but burst into tears......

From the words of these fellows, he can think of how good-faced these fellows usually are.

And being able to force these face-saving people to this position shows that the families of these fellow villagers are probably really unsustainable now......

Political Commissar Li came back from outside, and with a heavy heart, he went into the house of the regiment commander Liu Jixiang, pulling the rice bowl, and looking at the mushy in it!

There was everything in this mush, a small amount of multigrain flour, grass root bark, but more elm foam......

It's elm foam!

Chop it up and grind it into flour, then stew it with those multigrain noodles to make a paste......

Now, not only them, but also the whole group, as well as those villagers and children who really can't survive, eat this ......

"Don't look at it, I'm just like you here, it's not good!"

Liu Jixiang greeted with a bitter smile while eating the sore mouth in his mouth and swallowing the sore throat in his stomach: "Look at you like this, you haven't eaten yet, have you?" I have half a bowl left, do you want to give it to you? ”

"Forget it!"

Political Commissar Li waved his hand and said: "I haven't pulled it for four days, and my hand is numb every time I pick it......

Liu Jixiang stared at Political Commissar Li with a depressed face......

"I don't believe you can pull it out, not by hand!"

Political Commissar Li was speechless, and his face was at this time, what kind of expression did you pretend.

"Then you can wait until I'm done eating, and then discuss this question?"

Liu Jixiang was depressed, and continued to pull the paste in his bowl while sighing: "We still have more or less grain in the bowl, and many of the villagers' homes are already full of elm noodles...... That's really not being able to pull it out! ”

Political Commissar Li didn't speak, obviously knowing these things, but just looked at Liu Jixiang directly......

"Still thinking about hitting the county seat?"

As soon as he saw Political Commissar Li's expression, Liu Jixiang knew what this guy was thinking, and he was depressed: "It's not always, I want to fight, don't you want to fight after weighing the pros and cons?" How is it the other way around now? I didn't tell you a long time ago, I want to fight the county more than you, but the little devils in the county town plus the traitor emperor army, nearly 2,000 people, and the city wall - we can't fight it......"

"But if we don't fight, in half a month at most, someone in our base area will definitely be starved to death!"

Political Commissar Li said: "I asked Lao Liu just now, the food of our regiment plus this elm tree noodles, even if there are no fellow villagers to come over to eat, we will not be able to survive the New Year, with these fellow villagers, we will only be a month at most - if you fight, if you don't fight, you will ......die."

"Do you want to wait any longer?"

Liu Jixiang said: "Maybe, the team we sent out to ask for help came back with food?" ”

"I didn't let you fight at first, but I also wanted to wait for the people who went out to come back with food......"

How could Political Commissar Li not hear that Liu Jixiang was deliberately teasing him with these words, and said angrily: "Now that seven teams have gone out and five have returned, those brother troops are too busy to take care of themselves, so they haven't come back for two groups - what do you think is the chance that they will come back with food?" ”

"Hey......"

Liu Jixiang sighed and said: "I said this, I didn't mean to squeeze on the fact that you stopped me from fighting the county seat before, I also know that the two rescue teams that haven't come back so far have a pitiful chance of being able to bring back food supplies - but we really missed the fighter!"

When I said that I would fight, there were not as many little devils and traitors in the county as there are now, not to mention, the soldiers of our regiment at that time still had some strength and could still fight - but now? ”

Liu Jixiang pulled the paste in the bowl and said: "Just this elm batter, we have been eating it for half a month, do you think the soldiers really have the strength to move?" You go out and pick a random fighter, and if you can find one who runs a hundred meters and doesn't collapse, I'll agree to fight - can you find it? ”

Political Commissar Li's face turned bitter, of course he understood the purpose of Liu Jixiang's words.

Although now, because there are people sent by the Jindong detachment who can make sulfuric acid in the superior troops, the supply of bullets and ammunition in the regiment is much better than in previous years, but it has only changed from three guns to six guns......

In many cases, the decisive thing about the success or failure of the battle is to rely on the charge and hand-to-hand combat!

Charge melee combat, at any time to get two or three hundred meters......

At the current level of food, let alone 100 meters, it is difficult to find a few people who run out of 50 meters and do not fall down, I am afraid it will be as difficult as the sky!

I'm tired and paralyzed just by charging, how can I fight the devil hand-to-hand?

"I also want to fight the county seat, snatch food from the county seat, let's eat it ourselves, and give some to the villagers, everyone will work together to tide over the difficulties, but now, I really can't fight - to fight the county seat, that is to send death!"

Liu Jixiang lamented......