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Chapter six hundred and eighty first

On the banks of Wanqing River, it seems like a chaotic melee, and the stubborn resistance continues one after another.

"kill……"

"Hunting. Hunting... Hunting."

Amid the shaking shouts of killing, the vassal troops from heretics were constantly defeated, driven and squeezed back to the riverside.

The soldiers holding spears covered the loading and firing gunmen and collided with waves of dying enemies. From time to time, some people were stabbed into their thighs and ankles by hooks raised diagonally, or were dragged downwards, and from time to time, some people were penetrated by the fired muskets that were approaching and fired and killed on the spot.

Forced by rows of sharp spear tips, although people kept calling and slashing, they squeezed into the spear pole and wanted to do something close to each other, and then they were stabbed out of the gap without dodging, and stabbed to the ground like a broken pocket.

There were also a few war soldiers who let go of stuck or broken spears, and pulled out slender swords or straight blades, jumped up flexibly or penetrated through the gaps of rashes, assassinating the enemy's chest, abdomen, shoulders and necks.

Therefore, no matter how hard these divided enemies try, they can't change them, and they are driven together in order and rhythm, and they are killed one by one.

Soon, the bright red blood flowed out from under the stacked corpses and quickly froze into dark red ice stains. From a distance, it looked like blooming flowers of death.

And behind the battlefield,

In one place, several sledges were used to stomp the wind and resting point surrounded by the snow, there were already dozens of figures rubbing hands and stomping their feet.

“It’s so refreshing…”

After the war, there is no more effective way to forget the pain and fatigue, slowly savor the fulfillment of still alive, than sitting together with a group of comrades who were once bloody, sitting together with their backs and feasting around the fire.

"This is the latest ration 4."

As a patent and preferential treatment for technical troops, Zhou Laoguan was almost like offering treasures and took out a pack of military rations in dark green paper bags.

"I haven't tasted it a few times, so I'll give you a gift..."

When he peeled off the largest piece of main body packaging, the sweetness that was exposed suddenly made these people feel refreshed.

"It's actually fried rice cake..."

Someone exclaimed.

Then everyone searched for it on their own, and some people found half of the hard sausage and cut thin slices of the city; some people took out a large piece of salty and bitter old tangerine peel, and a piece of dogwood for something;

Others include a handful of dried plums, a little coarse tea powder or fried and crushed green wheat paste; several pieces of seaweed or fish pine-flavored compressed rations, dried sauces that can be used to soak in water, and even half a can of salted candied fruit, blackened pickled cucumber strips, salty pickled fat, large cans of meat substitute and braised mixed meat.

All of them were added in, and the special food and dark dishes called the Army Stew Pot were completed since then.

Because the ingredients and proportions added each time are different, the taste is also different, and it is full of some surprises and "touching" surprises.

Therefore, a group of people surrounded the dark iron pot and showed some expression of expectation and hope.

Afterwards, Mr. Zhou took out a bowl of chowder soup for each person, and then used small pieces of fried rice cake to soak it in the hot soup. After it was full, the soup taste became soft and then put it in the mouth.

Suddenly, the salty and sweet taste from soft to crisp made them show a kind of comfort and enjoyment expression. Unfortunately, the number is too small, and the share of the gun crew is specially distributed. After they turn their hands twice, they disappear in the expression that is still unsatisfied.

Then someone took out the most common No. 2 ration and No. 3 ration for the exclusive warriors from their backpacks and spread them all around. Only then did they eat 70 to 80% full.

Of course, in order to prevent additional combat tasks in the next step, they cannot eat too much. They just settle the bottom of the pot with all the soup and scrape it clean with a polished iron spoon.

This battlefield meal also represents the current logistics preparation and material richness of the Huaidong Army.

From the first No. 1 ration, mainly mixed with mixed grains, fried noodles and biscuit strips, to the current No. 4, mainly fried rice cakes, the military logistics system and corresponding production ration have undergone many process formula improvements and production increase./p>

Each generation of products has undergone detailed improvements and classifications, and considering the different components of cavalry and infantry, as well as the formulas of water camps and artillery teams, it can meet the actual needs of battlefield storage and physical fitness supplementation in different seasons and environments.

Therefore, although this heavy and grey fried rice cake is a unique skill of the Fujian mountain people, adding a lot of sugar and palm oil to the high-calorie food. It even adds meat floss and dried vegetable powder. It tastes so frying under the ice and snow.

Therefore, as long as there is a relatively closed container, it can be stored for more than half a year without getting wet or crispy. Of course, even if it is hot and crispy for a long time, it can still be eaten, but the taste and appearance are particularly touching.

However, when they accidentally think of the first generation of compressed rations that do not even have production batches and unified numbers, they can't help but show some unbearable expression. Although most people have used this thing for a long time, they have persisted.

Because, it is made of unidentified tubers and sufficient coarse salt, because it is used to make a hard and hard thing, because it is like a stone, and can be beaten as a drumstick when you put it for a while. You can only scrape it off with your teeth for a short time, hold it in your mouth and drink it and chew it slowly before swallowing it. It is also nicknamed as grinding sticks and wall bricks according to size and specifications.

Only when you are free, soak it slowly in water to eat it. Then the fire kitchen in the army uses the soaked soak to make various cakes that can barely be placed, or add portable cured sauce and pickles, and lit more fire to make a paste soup. This kind of thing that makes people scratch their heads can become a military food that you want.

Although this kind of thing that became the first generation of grain bricks has been gradually eliminated in the army, its production volume in the rear has increased and has been expanding continuously.

There is no other reason. This thing is too durable and has a simple processing technology. It is most suitable for mass production. It does not pick raw materials. As long as it has starch, you can mix it in.

This greatly reduces the cost of production raw materials and solves the storage problem of a considerable number of agricultural products that are prone to deterioration.

Therefore, when it is used as a means of expiring storage and replacing storage space, and after a large amount of storage is accumulated, it is unexpectedly useful when it is needed.

Therefore, this thing is also called life-saving rations inside and outside Huaidong. It is not only used as a kind of circulating substance that replaces currency in the camps where residents are stranded and quarantine, but it even flows out of Huaidong in large quantities through certain channels, making corresponding profits.

at the same time

I just praised and praised Wu Jie, who was in charge of the left wing, decisively adapted to the situation and judged the situation in the battle after a vassal army under his command.

He directly asked the most familiar and experienced vassal army to escape in the battle, attracting and engaging the enemy to attack the left wing with all their might, and then turn around in a small circle and fight back.

Therefore, using defense instead of offense to restrain and entangle enough enemies, and in order to focus on all artillery and quick guns, good opportunities and advantages were created.

His vision and judgment to do things in time obviously did not reduce or discount due to long-term dormant and hidden identity changes. This is the primary result.

Then, I decided to meet with a relatively special prisoner representative, Ma Jilong, the leader of Dongjiang Yicong.

Because it was the riots they took the initiative to launch in the back team that restrained the coalition forces of the Shang Qingdao princes and could invest in the subsequent forces, but they could not combine them with each other.

In the end, we had to use a small number of light cavalry guards to escape from the overall situation, which was equivalent to helping us end the battle in disguise.

In front of the hunting cavalry who surrounded him, they surrendered without resistance and helped them take over most of the enemy's baggage and civilians.

Therefore, although I did not understand the reason for him to do so, after achieving a crushing and decisive victory, I also decided to meet him in a good mood, a prisoner who claimed to have made merit.
Chapter completed!
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