Xie Jinyuan and Yang Ruifu, who had never planned to cook together, ate the rice and steamed pork brought by the guards, and couldn't help but praise the good taste.

"It seems that we are asking the concession side for the cake, but it is a bit redundant, there are tens of thousands of bales of grain in the warehouse, and we really have to do it......"

Of course, the officers of the elite German armor division do not think about these things, but as the officers of the miscellaneous battalion with logistics as the mainstay, they are afraid that they think about these things every day.

After a full meal, unwinding becomes a problem.

"What are you doing?"

A small soldier in the miscellaneous barracks who delivered food saw someone in the ammunition box and seemed to want to dump the feces outside the building.

The infantry of the 88th Division glanced at the little miscellaneous soldiers who were wearing Tula Bar, and squinted at the unkind tone,

", I haven't seen ...... yet"

"The chief said that he was going to pull it to the thatched house, what are you going to do......

Listening impatiently to the words of the little miscellaneous soldiers, the infantry became angry and spat at the little miscellaneous soldiers,

"Get out, you are so in charge of the heavens and the earth, and you still care about Lao Tzu shit and fart......"

Of course, the little miscellaneous soldier did not dare to argue with the proud soldiers of the 88th Division, wearing M35 helmets, but he ran to the second floor.

In a bunker stacked with grain bags, Zhang Sixing was working with Hansen. Raul chats.

"Sir, you won't use the German paratroopers in your war tricks, fill the steel helmet with for Leili......"

Think of that taste, Hansen. Raul's brown eyebrows twisted.

But after a battle today, he was really convinced. Breaking a steel helmet, bullet shells, beans and a grenade can blow up a large area, and now it is even ......

Fill the steel helmet with a grenade, fill the shell and beans as shrapnel, fill the outside with a spoonful of dung, and then directly seal it with flour or other multigrain flour.

What's the use, and not a military doctor, they don't know at all.

The barracks of the miscellaneous barracks, not to mention, that thing was simply caught by a strong man, and the young man who worked in the pharmacy for a few days didn't understand it.

However, because the 88th Division taught CPR to the military doctors and medical soldiers, this will become the sweet and sweet food of the 88th Division, and they all call that the product a miracle doctor.

This time, there were more than 100 steel helmets picked up at the gate alone, and in the main base of the miscellaneous barracks on the second floor, there were already more than fifty steel helmets standing there with a stench.

"Take it far, take it far, it really stinks."

In the face of the shouting of the Germans, the old cigarette pouch Li Youtian glared at the old eyes and said,

"Your baby knows how to fart, and every crop depends on dung. Where the dung stinks, it's called the smell of dung. You ask the children in the miscellaneous barracks, which one doesn't know how to farm. ”

Zhang Sixing just smiled at this, didn't say a word, and then smoked wildly.

At this moment, the little miscellaneous soldier who had just delivered food to the 88th Division ran back, only fourteen or fifteen years old, with hairy hairs on his lips and two blush on his little face.

However, it can be seen that he likes the Sixing Warehouse, and prefers that there is a lot of food here, and he can eat it openly.

"Uncle battalion commander, uncle battalion commander, pull some, pull some soldiers from the 88th Division not to in the thatched house, and let me get out of the ball."

The old tobacco pouch Li Youtian "bobo" smoked dry tobacco, but he didn't say a word, only rolled his eyes at Hansen. Raul.

It's Hanlin. Raul was very conscious, picked up his armed belt, and looked at Zhang Sixing.

Zhang Sixing, who still didn't speak, only handed you a "look at it" look, Hansen. Raul squeezed his eyes knowingly.

dragged the little miscellaneous soldier, and the little miscellaneous soldier who didn't know why he was dragged leaned back, and asked for help at the old cigarette bag Li Youtian,

"Uncle Battalion Commander, what is he dragging me to do?"

"What do you do, so that you can recognize people, which soldier is disobedient, and he goes to smoke his ass-butt. Go ahead, don't be afraid. ”

Seeing that he didn't want to pump his ass, the little miscellaneous soldier happily followed Hansen. Raul is gone.

"Camp Commander Li, why are you all helping hairy children in your camp who haven't grown up."

Hearing Zhang Sixing ask him, the old cigarette pouch Li Youtian sighed,

"When our battalion was formed, there were few people, and even if we called the children and nephews of the family, we couldn't get enough people. Later, he found the head of the flower in the city and said that he would give him enough to eat, and a large group came. ”

As he spoke, his big pot dug and dug in his pouch, and then said,

"I chose some babies over twelve or thirteen, I didn't ask for others, and there are a lot of bad things in the flowers. The miscellaneous barracks are mainly engaged in logistics, and the danger is not great, so take them out of Luo. ”

This will be Hansen with a leash. Raul went up to the third floor and found the soldier in a house with few people.

"Who told you to just now?"

The soldiers of the 88th Division looked at Hansen. Raul came, and hurriedly lifted his pants and jumped up to salute.

When you go to the toilet in a crowded place, the smell is ......

Hansen, who was almost smoked to the point of exhaustion. Raul stared with his eyes open and his mouth open as if he was about to vomit, he ran a few steps away and asked the little handyman,

"Who scolded you just now."

Hearing this question again, several soldiers of the 88th Division who were going to the toilet here felt tight.

Hansen who was far away. Raul breathed in the fresh air and became energetic again, pulling the belt in his hand with a "snap".

The little soldier pointed to the soldier who had just scolded him, Hansen. Raul glared,

"You, get out of here."

The soldier he had ordered came to him at a trot of a few steps, and he did not dare to move.

But still holding his mouth,

"Sir, this little miscellaneous soldier just said that poop is also a strategic material, I don't understand."

Hansen. Raul was stunned, not because the guy in front of him dared to speak out, but because he happened to understand this question.

At this time, Zhang Sixing, who came up to find Xie Jinyuan, passed by and interjected to explain,

"It's best if you don't understand, because the little devil doesn't understand either, but I do."

The soldiers are the most admired to be able to fight, and when they see Zhang Sixing's cloth strips, they all stand upright unconsciously, and their performance compares to Hansen. Raul was more respectful.

After all, cardiopulmonary resuscitation has saved several soldiers, and Zhang Sixing is holding a machine gun with a bent barrel, which can kill the Japanese tanks, and they all admire the five-body throwing to the ground.

Looking at their little curiosity, Zhang Sixing explained with a faint smile,

"The stool is full of bacteria that cling to the shrapnel. The person who was hit had to cut off a large piece of flesh or cut off his arm or leg to be crippled, so for us, poop is a strategic material, to carry out the order. ”

"Yes"

The nearby soldiers all showed expressions of joy and convincing.

"This can tell your comrades-in-arms, go to the thatched house to relieve your hands, and make hundreds of helmet mines, it's not okay to have less poop."

"Yes"

Company Commander Tao, who rushed to hear the news, was also impressed when he heard Zhang Sixing's explanation.

Thinking of the incense sticks and firecrackers he arranged in his base, I finally thought of a sentence - insight into the world is knowledge.

Whether or not it's right to use this sentence here, that's what he thinks anyway.