Just when Zheng Runcheng was forced by the generals of the volunteer army and didn't know how to deal with it, a person suddenly spoke to relieve him, Zheng Runcheng followed the sound and saw that it was Su Guo, the general under Li Du of the Jilin Self-Defense Army.

"Everyone, whether it's the National Salvation Army or the Self-Defense Army, it's all the Northeast Anti-Japanese Team anyway, and the central government calls us the Volunteer Army! The young marshal is not here, and the commanders are not there, so we should choose a commander, and he will take care of the command of the big guys. Let's work together to get all back to China alive! What do you think of what I said? ”

"Good! Brigadier Su said it so well! I'm for it! ”

"We're in favor of it too!"

The generals who were still fighting for the red face and thick neck just now applauded one after another. The brigade commander of the Soviet Union waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then went on to say: "I mention that General Zheng Runcheng, the brigade commander of the National Salvation Army, will be the commander of the transnational transfer of our volunteer army!" Do you agree? If anyone has a more suitable candidate, please bring it up now! ”

"We agreed to have Brigade Commander Zheng as the commander!"

All those present applauded. looked at Zheng Runcheng eagerly one by one, just like looking at a big roast chicken! Seeing Zheng Runcheng have a cold war, he really hasn't had this kind of experience! Some people say: Life is the word "food and clothing" in the world. The ancients had a cloud: the people take food as the sky. It can be seen that this full meal is the first major thing for people. Isn't this meeting proof of this? In order to order some food, these unruly generals from all walks of life were willing to elect themselves as the commanders of this transnational transfer!

Having said that, Zheng Runcheng really can't refuse. Isn't it just food? Can't I give it? Let me be this commander, and the first thing I have to do is to implement a limited supply of food! Who was that just now, Yang Yaojun, didn't you say that your troops have started drinking a bowl of gruel every day? That's good! I declare that from now on, both military and civilian, two meals a day, one bowl of porridge per meal!

After Zheng Runcheng finished saying this, everyone present was dumbfounded. Food control now? Won't they only have to drink one bowl of porridge tomorrow morning? That's what you call lifting a stone and shooting yourself in the foot! It's too late to regret now, so many people collectively elected Zheng Runcheng as the commander-in-chief, why are you embarrassed to regret it?

Well, hard work is hard work! Although two bowls of gruel a day are not enough, they are not hungry. As long as you can walk to Tacheng alive, it's easy to talk about it! The generals, you look at me, and in the end, they all smiled bitterly and welcomed the new policy of Commander-in-Chief Zheng.

For the time being, the problem of food has been solved. From the next day, the soldiers and civilians found that their breakfast was only a bowl of gruel, and of course they complained. But what can be done? If you look at other troops, the big guys drink gruel, and even their regiment commander and brigade commander drink the same gruel as them!

Zi said: People do not suffer from widowhood but from inequality. Confucius knew the importance of fairness 2,000 years ago. As long as a person is fair, or as long as he feels fair, he will naturally have no baggage in his heart. The same is true of the Volunteers. Of course, when they saw that the commander and the soldier ate the same food, this kind of gruel drinking life was accepted by them. The chief can drink porridge, why can't we?

After the daily food supply was limited, the consumption of stocks was indeed greatly reduced. Originally, the food left over by each army was only enough to eat one meal, but after being boiled into gruel by Zheng Runcheng, it lasted for two more days!

His truckloads of flour are estimated to last another five to seven days. Anyway, if it goes on like this, it will inevitably stop in the end. The only thing that can be done now is to make this day come later!

The Einsatzgruppen marched with the troops during the day and patrolled around the camp at night. Who made them all cavalry? Cavalry runs fast, and patrols can also save body. But people save the body, what about the war horse? In winter Russia, where is there forage for horses?

Fortunately, Hu Fei took precautions and prepared some food for each horse before departure. However, the grain stocks of this war horse also cannot support Xinjiang. It was only the fourth day, and more than half of the grain for the horses had been used! People can drink gruel, but horses can't run when they drink water!

Hu Fei racked his brains every day to find a way, but it was not as useful as ever! Hu Fei once tried to cut through the snow to see if he could find hay leaves under the snow. One night, Hu Fei led people to start digging down.

After digging down for more than half a meter, I finally dug up the snow layer, and there was grass in the ground! It's not just hay, some of the grass stalks are still green, buried under such deep snow, and the grass is not dead yet!

Hu Fei didn't have time to sigh the tenacity of life, so he quickly grabbed a handful of broken grass leaves to feed his war horse. The horse ate sweetly. Fresh grass tastes better than hay!

He dug up all the grass in the square meter of open space, and even dug up the grass roots in the field and fed them to the horses. But then Hu Fei was worried.

It took ten people three hours to dig such a place, and the grass dug up was fed to the horses, just for one horse to have an extra meal and a snack! If you have to rely on this method to feed a hundred war horses, it is estimated that Zheng Runcheng will have to mobilize thousands of soldiers!

After drinking the gruel for several days, the strength of the soldiers had long since disappeared. The little body accumulated from drinking gruel is not enough to even walk, where is the extra strength to dig grass for the war horse?

Could it be that the war horses he had managed to get could only be killed and eaten for meat? In the past two days, Hu Fei has already found that someone has the wrong look in his eyes when he looks at the war horse, and he probably has the idea that someone wants to beat his war horse! Hu Fei did not sell all the flour he bought from Ivanov to the government, he kept a small batch in his hand. Everyone drank gruel, two meals, and the porridge that the Einsatzgruppen drank was thicker than that of other troops. The cavalry of the Einsatzgruppen was also better than other infantry units.

When the volunteers were generally yellow and thin-skinned and walked with their heads down, Hu Fei's Einsatzgruppen always held their chests up and walked with their toes high.

In order to keep his war horse, Hu Fei quietly went to the Soviet soldiers who escorted them when he was resting at night, wanting to get something from these big noses.

Because of the experience of trading with Ivanov in Domsk, Hu Fei's transaction with the Russian GIs this time can be said to be familiar. Zheng Runcheng has now been promoted to the commander-in-chief of the cross-border transfer of the Volunteer Army, and he has no time to keep an eye on Hu Fei. Without Zheng Runcheng's constraints, Hu Fei was more assured and bold when trading with the Soviet army.

Liu Dong is a qualified Russian translator plus an excellent tour guide. Hu Fei felt that if the war was over, Liu Dong would definitely make a fortune if he went to work as a tour guide! There's nothing this guy doesn't seem to know. Hu Fei is also well-read and well-informed, but he really doesn't know that the small iron can in the hands of the Soviet soldiers is a wine bottle!