Looking at Wang Erkui and the other four soldiers sitting next to him, five or five of them all showed a high degree of nervousness and panic, and suddenly, Sun Lei, as the platoon commander, couldn't help but ask for a soft head, and smiled at them.

Ten minutes ago, he received a resolute task from company commander Zhao Yifa and instructor Wang Wenju, that is, before the US planes threw food that could be used to eat at them, Sun Lei was solely responsible for the supply of rations for the soldiers of the entire Sharp Knife Company and the Third Company, and not to starve a single person to death, otherwise, he would be severely punished.

Although in front of him, even the commander Zhao Yifa and the instructor Wang Wenju did not say it explicitly, but from the tone and eyes of the two of them when they spoke, Sun Lei had already secretly guessed in his heart that this severe punishment could cost his net worth.

During the march during the day last day, Sun Lei took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to it, and stuffed the part of the fried noodles used to hold the fried noodles with two meals left in front of his shoulders into the dry sand, and got the fried noodles into the ration bag that was worn cross-body on the back of his shoulders.

The reason why Sun Lei chose this approach at that time was because in his opinion, he only had enough fried noodles for two meals, in order to boost morale, let the soldiers in the platoon led by him see that the ration bags carried by the platoon commander were full, so as to stabilize the morale of the army.

As for preventing others from stealing when he was not paying attention, he was not in this consideration at the time, but the current situation is indeed crooked, Wang Erkui and the five soldiers only looked at the front part of the ration bag on Sun Lei's shoulder after it was full of sand, Sun Lei, who happened to be on high alert, opened his eyes and continued to find out.

If Wang Erkui continued to look at the part behind the ration bag on Sun Lei's shoulder, it is estimated that he would not be as pessimistic and disappointed as he is now, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to hide the excitement in his heart, and he will clap his hands with the other four fighters to celebrate.

In less than five seconds, Sun Lei wiped the smile from the corner of his mouth, continued to maintain a smiling appearance, and asked Wang Erkui and the other four soldiers in a concerned tone: "Are the stomachs of the five of you really to the point where you can't hold it anymore?" ”

Since Sun Lei felt that the fried noodles he was carrying were only enough for two meals, he had to make sure that the soldiers in the platoon could only take out some for them to eat when they were really hungry, a little to satisfy their hunger.

If it was just a little bit of hunger, Sun Lei would advise Wang Erkui and the five of them to endure it a little longer, after all, now that they are finished eating fried noodles, the other fighters in the platoon will not have to eat.

What worries Sun Lei even more is that with the retirement of time, without knowing when the large army of volunteers will be able to rush to attack the US-South Korean coalition forces in the military fortress of Xiajieyuli, the fried noodles on his body, which is only enough for two meals, can be said to be used to save his life, not to fill his hunger.

"No...... No...... No, platoon commander, I ...... Our stomachs weren't very hungry. As soon as Sun Lei finished asking, Wang Erkui, who was sitting next to him, and the other four soldiers first looked at each other, and then the five of them all waved their hands in unison and replied in unison.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Lei continued to ask Wang Erkui and the five of them: "Well, since the five of you only have a little bit of hunger in their stomachs, why did the five of you join forces just now and want to steal fried noodles from the ration bags we carried on us to eat?" ”

For Wang Erkui and the other four soldiers at this time, they really came whatever they were afraid of, and they were already thieves, thinking that after they apologized, Sun Lei, as the platoon commander, would not remember the villain and would not pursue them.

But the five of them heard from Sun Lei's question, Sun Lei's intention to continue to investigate, and for a while, they were so frightened that their faces were like dirt, and they really didn't know how to answer, they all stared at each other, you look at me, I look at you, and no one opened their mouths to answer the question raised by Sun Lei.

"Why, if you don't answer my question, then I think the five of you are deliberate and premeditated." Sun Lei waited for almost a minute, but he still didn't hear Wang Erkui and the five of them answer, so at this time, he increased his tone and forced them.

You must know that the person who took the lead this time was Wang Erkui, so the other four people quickly focused on Wang Erkui.

At this time, Wang Erkui was under Sun Lei's questioning, he felt that he was going to be punished, so it was better to answer honestly, and it was no big deal to accept the punishment of the platoon commander.

At this time, Wang Erkui had an open-minded mentality, and immediately mustered up his courage and replied with a heart: "Platoon commander, this matter has nothing to do with the four of them, and it is up to me to encourage them."

"What's more, I alone stole the fried noodles in your ration bag, and I, Sun Lei, admit the punishment, but platoon commander, don't embarrass the four of them. When the five of us were digging trenches and bomb shelters last night, we had already eaten all the fried noodles we were carrying, and there was not even a single fried mein left, and as soon as we lay down in the bomb shelter, our stomachs were so hungry that we couldn't bear it, and we couldn't sleep.

"When I saw the platoon commander, you come in to rest, I saw the ration bag on your shoulder bulging, so I took advantage of the fact that you were sleeping just now, and carried out the operation of stealing fried noodles from your ration bag, and you just woke up and caught it. This is the case, I ask the platoon commander to punish me, what punishment to give me, I, Wang Erkui, have not complained a word. ”

After hearing this, Sun Lei first sighed lightly, and then took out a small handful of sand from the part in front of the ration bag that was lying on his shoulder, put it in front of Wang Erkui, and said with a smile: "Hehe, Comrade Wang Erkui, you just said that my ration bag is filled with bulging fried noodles, but what I am holding in my hand is obviously not fried noodles, but dry sand." ”

After saying this, Sun Lei deliberately paused, also stretched out his hand, put it in front of the other four fighters, changed the conversation, and continued: "If the five of you really steal the fried noodles from me, then I will definitely punish you, and all five of you have a share." However, since what you want to steal is only the sand in my hands, then the five of you will be verbally criticized and educated, and you will be exempted from punishment. ”