Oh, it turns out that they treated me as a distinguished guest! Hu Fei was a little surprised, he came to rob, kill, and catch strong men, and it was really unexpected that he could be treated with such courtesy.

According to etiquette, Hu Fei broke a piece of bread, dipped it in salt, chewed it, chewed it, and drank it with a sip of water and ate it. I don't think there's anything special about it. This bread is a little fluffier than the bread baked by the cook on the team, and it doesn't taste as fragrant as the bread.

I saw a group of old men looking at themselves blankly, as if they were waiting for evaluation. Hu Fei didn't want to refute everyone's face, so he quickly stretched out his thumb and praised: "Well, it's delicious, the bread is very fragrant, delicious!" ”

Hu Fei's praise seemed to be very unexpected, and several old men were stunned for a moment and then laughed. The wrinkles on his face have shrunk into a ball, and he looks a little similar to hemp walnuts.

The recruits were already standing in line, and the crowd was watching them. It was time to set off next, but Hu Fei had no intention of getting on the horse at all. He doesn't get on his horse, and neither do the rangers. The recruits sat down on their horses and jumped off again. The old man who delivered bread, water, and salt just now looked at Hu Fei puzzled, not knowing what else was going on with this person not leaving.

"Well, gentlemen, there is an old Chinese saying called eating food and being a soldier. That means that if you are a soldier, you have to have food to eat. To tell you the truth, our volunteers have traveled thousands of miles across Russia to fight against Japan, and after so many days of marching, the stock of food for the troops has long been running out. ”

"If it were in our country, of course I would have to find a way to get the whole grain out, but now we are in your country, the Soviet Union! Originally, there was not much food left in the army, but now there are so many new recruits," Hu Fei pointed to the twenty Russian soldiers with his hand, "so the food will be even more insufficient!" In this way, I will discuss something with you: you will lend me some food first, and when you defeat the Japanese devils in the future, how about I double the offer? ”

Several old men looked at each other at first, and exchanged their faces and colors with each other in Russian. Hu Fei stood in place with the same expression, his hand already quietly holding the handle of the gun. These old guys dare to do anything out of the ordinary, Hu Fei can beat them into a sieve with a single finger!

Can't afford to raise you and still arrest our people to be soldiers? A group of old Russian men were very dissatisfied with what Hu Fei just said! But what about dissatisfaction? His own children are standing next to them, and it is estimated that if they want to bring them back now, this one probably won't let them go!

Forget it, it's already like this, do you still care about a little food? The old man at the head raised his hand and waved it back, and a group of middle-aged and elderly women pushing a cart came out from the back of the crowd. There are large and small pockets on the cart, and I don't know what they are.

"This is the military rations donated to your army by the residents of our village. The children of our village joined the volunteers, and we, as family members, naturally had to provide food and grass for the troops. Our village is not big, and there is not much food that can be used, so don't be too little, sir. ”

It turns out that everyone is ready! This seems to be a bit of a petty family. The small family is angry, as long as there is food, this trip is not in vain! Hu Fei looked at the grain on the cart, and estimated that there must be two or three thousand catties. As a village that has just been hit by a fire, it is indeed not easy to come up with so much food.

Whether it is the situation of the military and civilians, or being forced to break the fortune and avoid disasters, anyway, it is in a good mood to get food! Hu Feile flew on the horse, turned around and said goodbye to the crowd of people who saw him off. Some of the villagers waved their hands to see them off, some shouted the names of their relatives and burst into tears, anyway, there were all kinds of expressions, in short, it was reluctant to part with life and death between relatives.

After saying goodbye to his family and waving his hand to the relatives sent by the prime minister, twenty strong men of ethnic Russians flew on their horses to join the large army. From this moment on, they were no longer remnants of the White Guards, they were part of the Chinese Anti-Japanese Volunteer Army. The howling of wolves in the mountains in the distance did not know when it stopped.

The twenty recruits did not know that while they were fighting the fire with all their might, there was a spectacular scene of wolves singing. Of course, Hu Fei would not take the initiative to sue these people, he didn't want these guys who were already six impure roots to become deserters because they were worried about the safety of their families.

Hu Fei is not worried about the safety of the recruits' relatives. Since they can survive in such a remote place and village, those people must have considerable resistance to natural disasters. Isn't it just a pack of wolves, I believe that the heroic Russian people will definitely be able to defeat them easily!

The return journey was smooth sailing, and it was already dark when Hu Fei caught up with the large army. It's dinner time, and the barracks are filled with smoke and the smell of rice. Hu Fei swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and his stomach, which was not originally hungry, suddenly felt hungry and panicked.

Hu Fei also wondered, why wasn't he hungry in the White Guard's village? At that time, the soldiers of the Einsatzgruppen were all fed, except for Hu Fei, who ate nothing but the bread he saw off before leaving.

There were more than 40,000 volunteers, and even if they were severely reduced due to hunger and disease, there would have to be 30,000. Even the food standards of these 30,000 people are different.

We are not talking about the specialization of officers and cadres, but only about ordinary soldiers and their families. Tens of thousands of troops came from dozens of different units, each of which had its own commander-in-chief before this trip, all of which were independent fighting collectives.

Although they are now nominally united, each unit still marches and camps together, eats and rests together according to its original structure. The Volunteer Army as a whole was short of food, but the lack of food for each unit was different.

Individual units with food, just like the Einsatzgruppen, everyone also drinks porridge, and the Einsatzgruppen's porridge is thicker than the porridge of other troops. Some of the troops who were short of food and drank the same porridge and water. It is an exaggeration to say that the porridge in the pot can see the bottom of the pot, but it is really true that when it is put into the bowl, you can find out the rice grains in the bowl. Each soldier and civilians had a bowl of such porridge, and it was digested in less than two hours!

It is with the water saturation twice a day that tens of thousands of volunteers have stubbornly supported it to the present. Looking at the map, the road back to China has been two-thirds of the way!

After Hu Fei returned to the army with a few truckloads of grain, the thousands of catties of grain were divided among the troops at that time! It's okay for other troops, especially those who are as thin as boiling water, and after bringing the food back, they will be put into the pot directly! I don't dare to eat too much, so it's always appropriate to drink a bowl of slightly thicker porridge per person tonight, right?

Because they were full, the dullness of the past was swept away in the barracks, and the laughter and laughter echoed in the barracks again during the meal.

When Hu Fei came back, Zheng Runcheng didn't show up as usual, and when Hu Fei finished washing his hands and face, sat in the tent and picked up the porridge bowl to prepare for dinner, the commander-in-chief stepped into the camp gate of the Einsatzgruppen on time.

After listening to the report of the guard, Hu Fei put down his rice bowl helplessly and walked out to greet the leader, and at the same time he had to order the kitchen to add another bowl of porridge to the brigade!

Brigade Commander Zheng didn't have a shelf, so he went into Hu Fei's tent and sat there, holding a bowl of porridge and drinking a little politely. After drinking a bowl, he lit up the empty bowl and asked the orderly to add another bowl! In this regard, Hu Fei can only admit that he is unlucky! The head of the family came to inspect the meal in a hurry, he couldn't even entertain a bowl of porridge, right?