Facing the company commander Zhao Yifa and instructor Wang Wenju, who sang and harmonized in front of him, Sun Lei, who felt that he had already ridden the tiger, had no way out except to obey the arrangement of the two of them.

Now the most urgent problem for Sun Lei is how to ensure that the soldiers of their three companies of sharp knives will not starve to death because of the lack of food rations, even if not a single person can do it, before getting the food dropped by the US planes.

After bidding farewell to company commander Zhao Yifa and instructor Wang Wenju, Sun Lei returned to the simple air-raid shelter where their platoon and squad were located.

Because of the sharp knife company where Sun Lei was located, there were a total of fifty-six soldiers in a row, and they were organized into a reinforced platoon.

Not only that, in view of the large number of soldiers in the first platoon, and they were all transferred from the rear and were wounded in other battles, but they had rich combat experience, and they were also discussed by the company commander Zhao Yili and became the main combat force of the third company of the Sharp Knife Company, and also gave the glorious title of a sharp knife platoon.

Among the 56 fighters in a platoon, in addition to the platoon commander Sun Lei, there was a machine gun group composed of five fighters, and the other 50 fighters were assigned into a squad according to ten fighters.

That is to say, according to the general establishment, there are only three squads under a platoon, and the sharp knife company led by Sun Lei has five full combat squads under the third company and one platoon, so it is natural to dig six simple air-raid shelters to fit all the personnel in their platoon.

Sun Lei, who got into a row to rest, just closed his eyes and fell asleep for less than five minutes, Wang Erkui, a group of soldiers sitting next to him, was so hungry that his stomach growled, he leaned on the inner wall of the improvised air-raid shelter, he couldn't sleep no matter what, and he was so hungry that his stomach cramped.

At eight o'clock last night, after rushing to this hillside, Wang Erkui was still carrying enough fried noodles to eat two meals, according to reason, if he is really hungry now, he quickly took out the fried noodles for these two meals and ate a few bites to relieve his hunger.

But the problem is that before digging the trenches yesterday, Wang Erkui ate a meal of fried noodles, and more than an hour later, before digging a simple air-raid shelter, he ate another meal of fried noodles.

Originally, I was preparing fried noodles that could eat two meals, but because I dug trenches and air-raid shelters last night, in order to replenish my physical strength and energy, under the instigation and instigation of Sun Lei, I had to finish eating fried noodles to work.

Just before Sun Lei got into the bomb shelter, Wang Erkui, who was so hungry that his chest was close to his back, opened the ration bag on his body, wanting to turn it out of it, even if there was still a bite of fried noodles left, so as to fill his stomach.

What he didn't expect was that after opening the ration bag, it was empty, not to mention looking for a bite of fried noodles, not even a single grain of fried noodles.

Wang Erkui, who failed to forage for fried noodles, starved for less than half an hour, and he couldn't bear it, so he had to open his mouth and borrow it from other comrades in the bomb shelter.

After asking all the soldiers in the air-raid shelter, the answer was the same, that is, they didn't have a single grain of fried noodles, at first, Wang Erkui was a little unconvinced, thinking that his comrades-in-arms didn't want to lend him, and deliberately used this excuse to prevaricate themselves.

It wasn't until the comrades-in-arms in the air-raid shelter opened their empty ration bags one after another that Wang Erkui believed that not only himself, but also these comrades-in-arms who were in the air-raid shelter with him had no fried noodles to eat, and they were as hungry as himself.

After a short time, in a simple air-raid shelter of less than five square meters, there was a sound of stomach growling one after another, needless to say, in addition to Wang Erkui, the soldiers with him were also hungry enough.

Before Sun Lei got into the air-raid shelter, except for a few soldiers who were so hungry that they couldn't hold on, they used sleeping to resist hunger, and fell asleep, including Wang Erkui, several soldiers were so hungry that they couldn't sleep at all, so they could only choose to close their eyes and recuperate.

After finding that Sun Lei fell asleep in the air-raid shelter, Wang Erkui next to him opened his eyes slightly, looked down at the ration bag that Sun Lei was carrying on his shoulder, and suddenly made his eyes light up, as if he had found a life-saving straw.

Because at this time, Wang Erkui's eyes widened, and he found that Sun Lei, the platoon commander next to him, was bulging with the ration bag on his shoulder on the side in front.

According to his close observation, he secretly concluded in his heart that in the ration bag that Sun Lei was carrying on his shoulder, there was also a fried noodles that could eat five meals, which was no problem at all.

At this point, an evil thought immediately appeared in Wang Erkui's mind, that is, when Sun Lei, who was sleeping next to him, was defenseless, and when the other soldiers were sleepy, he stole a large handful of fried noodles from Sun Lei's bulging ration bag, which could reach the point of being unaware.

After secretly thinking about this, Wang Erkui suddenly blossomed in his heart, feeling that it was really an endless road, anyway, in his opinion, Sun Lei was the platoon commander, and he carried a lot more fried noodles than our ordinary soldiers, and it didn't hurt that he stole a lot of fried noodles today.

When he was about to reach out and touch the crossbody ration bag on Sun Lei's shoulder next to him, he caught a glimpse of several pairs of eyes staring at him at this time.

After retracting his hand, Wang Erkui looked up at the surrounding environment in the air-raid shelter, and was surprised to find that he was not the only one who did not sleep, in addition to himself, there were five comrades-in-arms sitting next to him and opposite who did not sleep, staring at him and Sun Lei with sleepy eyes.

To be precise, these five fighters, like Wang Erkui, all used their sleepy eyes to stare at the bulging ration bag that was slung on Sun Lei's shoulder.

"Erkui, we big guys are all looking at you, if you kid wants to steal fried noodles from Platoon Leader Sun's pocket bag, we will definitely not stand by and watch." A soldier sitting opposite Wang Erkui moved his body twice, leaned in front of him, lowered his voice, and warned him.

Hearing what this soldier said, Wang Erkui's heart suddenly became half cold, and he secretly complained bitterly: It's over, it's over, in front of so many people, it seems that I have no way to steal the fried noodles in Platoon Commander Sun's ration bag.

As soon as Wang Erkui, who was at a loss, thought of this in his heart, he heard this warrior who came to him again, and said with a smile: "Hehe, but well, you can't do it alone, if you want to do it, just take the big guy to do it together." As the saying goes, the law does not blame the public. ”

For this warrior's proposal, Wang Erkui immediately blossomed in his heart again, and after he looked around the environment in the air-raid shelter, he was shocked to find that the other four soldiers who opened their eyes all nodded at him.