Lin Feng finished his work, and also rushed to see how Li Yunlong cleaned up this group of guys?

"They came to me in the morning, but they were scared back by my weapons, this 33rd Army is just a soft persimmon, it's not interesting."

"The other troops are too far away from us, let's take this soft persimmon first, make me a few meat dishes at noon, don't go back to the house to eat, and let Lao Tzu sit outside!"

Lin Feng gave the order, and then let the bulldozer level out of the playground and lead the team to start running.

The 33rd Army was a little puzzled, why did the Eighth Route Army still run?

Shouldn't you wipe your gun and rest at this time, waiting to fight with the devil?

"They are not tired, now is the time when there is no green and yellow and there is no food to eat, this Eighth Route Army can really toss."

"Let's put it this way, the food of the Eighth Route Army is much worse than ours, let's eat millet, they have to eat chaff."

As a few people were talking, they smelled the smell of meat and ran two steps along the smell.

"No, they're stew!"

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army ran on the playground for a while, trained the queue again, and it was almost noon, and everyone was ready to eat.

Waiting in line to eat, the fighters also deliberately asked the chef what kind of food he cooked.

"Why are we eating braised pork again today? Didn't you say that it was good to stew cabbage for us? ”

"It's chicken soup again, when will we go to the beach to catch some seaweed and make a vegetarian soup to drink."

The people who pointed at the 33rd Army almost didn't vomit a mouthful of blood when they heard it, they couldn't even afford to eat pickle gnocchi, and they were so picky about eating meat.

This is a blatant target!

Instead of provoking friction, it provoked jealousy!

"It must be fake, it is impossible for so many people to eat meat!"

When Qian Bolin heard that the Eighth Route Army ate meat, he shook his head like a rattle and didn't believe it, but when he looked at it, he was stupid.

"You eat meat, huh?"

Li Yunlong is eating steamed buns and picking braised pork.

"I didn't eat it, so let's eat it all at once."

Qian Berlin swallowed his saliva and walked closer. Li Yunlong saw that he took a bowl and snatched it directly.

"Have you eaten enough in your bowl? That's for female soldiers, with a basin! ”

I put a pot of braised pork, as well as chicken, and took six large steamed buns. Qian Berlin didn't care about others and sat down to eat.

This meal was full of oil, but the 33rd Army was miserable, gnawing on the nest and holding pickles.

Those who were envious were about to cry.

Tears flowed down her mouth.

"Your food is so good, do you eat like this every day?"

Qian Berlin inquired about the news, and always felt incredible, this is simply a fairy life.

"That's not it, eat it every day, tomorrow it should be fish stew, and beef and potato stew the day after tomorrow, right?"

"There's a menu over there, you can check it out later."

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army turned around and left after eating, leaving Lao Qian stunned for a while.

It is said that the Eighth Route Army is not good, and it seems that this is the fault of the propaganda machine.

Why can't people?

It is an indisputable fact that others are better than themselves. Look at this braised pork, so fragrant and big!

Li Yunlong brought oily spicy seeds and pickled garlic.

"I've heard that the two of us eat next to each other in our hometowns, so I personally invited it."

Pickled garlic is much more difficult to make than ordinary dishes, so how much surplus food does the family have to eat like this?

Qian Berlin ate three heads of garlic in one go, and he was even more determined in his heart that the Eighth Route Army was rich...

After eating, the fighters returned to their tents to read and sleep. After the lunch break, sit together and watch a movie in the afternoon.

There is even fruit available, but the tea is a little bit more than a regular green tea.

"And tea, to tell my brother, I haven't had tea for a month."

Qian Berlin took a big gulp, took a pot of fruit, and watched a movie while eating.

"Your life is really good, you used to listen to the nonsense of the propaganda machine, and you really have to let those people see the days of the Eighth Route Army with their own eyes."

Li Yunlong smiled, took two puffs of cigarette pouches, and waited until the movie ended, and everyone continued to run on the playground.

"Commander, why do you think they're running?"

The guard was a little strange, and Chan Berlin slapped him on the head.

"There must be something delicious at night, and I can't digest the lunch if I don't run anymore, so hurry up and run with Lao Tzu."

The two of them ran after Li Yunlong's buttocks for a while, and found that Li Yunlong and the others each carried a box of shells and ran away.

"Let's carry it too."

By the time the two of them arrived, there was no lightweight anything, and one person carried a shell and ran desperately with the Eighth Route Army.

"Old Qian, you can be careful, this thing is blown up, and the guy we eat will be gone, put it down quickly!"

Li Yunlong said something wrong, asked him to put down the bomb, and walked around the playground for a while.

When I waited until dinner in the evening, I found that it was dumplings, and the cooking squad leader directly handed over a basin.

"They all use the pot, there is vinegar in the big vat over there, you can take more, but you can't waste it."

At noon, the adjutant of the guards was so hungry that he didn't dare to stretch out his hand.

I was also familiar with the Eighth Route Army this afternoon, and directly took the largest pot and filled a large pot of dumplings.

The two of them ate with a mouthful of oil, and they even had to sleep here at night.

"It's not that my brother won't keep you, you're too unserious, and you're not the Eighth Route Army, why are you staying with us all the time?"

Li Yunlong directly blasted the two away, and the two of them were a little lost on the way back, as if they were children lost by their mothers.

"The life of this Eighth Route Army is so good, I don't even want to come back."

Qian Bolin didn't speak, but he was also thinking in his heart.

The two of them passed by Li Yunlong's accommodation area and found that it was warm, the bedding was clean, and there was no smell of stinky feet.

The heart is even more unbalanced, look at the treatment of the Eighth Route Army, and then look at yourself?

"You call these people out, and say that someone is looking for them, and I will carry the two quilts back."

Qian Bolin actually came up with such a trick, so that the guards called the Eighth Route Army into the room, took two quilts, turned around and ran.

When Li Yunlong found out, he was about to burst out laughing.

"Just say what this old man likes, or so? Go, send him a car! ”

Qian Bolin changed into a new quilt cover, and his head was soft and warm in his hands.

"It's all new cotton."

"Report that the Eighth Route Army is coming to bring you a quilt!"

Seeing a truckload full of quilts being unloaded, Qian Bolin's face was a little ugly, and he regretted not being at the beginning.

"They are so wide, such a good quilt is willing to give me a car."

Fortunately, Qian Berlin was not a corrupt official, and distributed all these quilts to the wounded and sick.

Lin Feng was also very moved when he learned about this, as long as he was not a corrupt official, there was still a need to save him.

"Such a big pot of dumplings, he ate a pot."

"Okay, big brother, this shows that he didn't withhold the soldier's food and satisfy his mouth!"

"This person has the style of a general!"