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Somewhere in southern Shanxi, a group of Central Army soldiers wearing steel helmets and under artillery fire were launching a raid on the Japanese. They had been ordered to stay here for three days, and today happened to be the last day, so they were ready to break through the siege after a wave of ruthlessness.

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A veteran vomited a saliva, and the saliva mixed with dirt and blood was black. The veteran's face was covered with dirt, and the surface of the steel helmet was covered with scratches. It seemed that he often rushed around in the shells.

"Damn, the leader doesn't know what happened. When the grain prices fell last time, we should buy more food. You see, the volume and price have increased again. Brothers only eat two porridge a day, so we can't make it."

"Stop talking, who made us fight now? It would be nice to have a few buns of steamed buns to eat. Do you have any cigarettes? Give me one."

Another veteran retracted his body into the trench, holding his gun, leaning his back against the trench wall, hudding his head, and shaking from time to time with the sound of a cannon.

This raid was very successful, otherwise the Japanese would not have been so angry that they launched the shelling.

"There is no water left. I think if the superiors let us persevere, we can hold on for at most one day.

You can eat less of this rice, but you must never miss this water.”

In the golden October, the autumn tiger has not passed yet. In this tense atmosphere on the battlefield, the temperature is high and the soldiers are severely short of water. If there is no water, they are likely to be unable to hold on.

Another veteran moved his body and handed over a kettle. Although everyone was in the same group, all the elites in their rows were able to survive. Apart from hearing their names, they really couldn't take them.

Veteran A took the kettle while looking at the veteran B and said:

"How are you talking about your legs?"

"Hehe, let the shrapnel bite!"

There was no sadness on Veteran B's face. His giggle seemed to interpret his inner thoughts and was fearless.

"Can you still move?"

"Of course, although the shrapnel bite hurts, there is no problem with walking. The medic soldier just used some anesthetic for me, which made me unable to move my thighs now."

When the other two veterans heard this, they looked at him with surprise. Veteran C couldn't help but swear and cursed:

"Damn it, you kid aren't the nephew of the group leader, right? Can you still have anesthetics here?"

On the battlefield, the wound is often bandaged directly. If you think about something else, this veteran can even get anesthetics.

"How could I do it? If I were the nephew of the regiment commander, how could I be here? I would have followed those officials to enjoy my happiness later."

"That's right!"

Veteran A took a puff of cigarette and nodded. At this moment, the wounded soldier took out a few steamed buns from his body and handed them to several people, saying:

"I picked up this thing halfway. I heard that a group of Tujiao Eighth Route Transportation Team was raided by the Japanese. I happened to be carrying out a mission at that time, and accidentally picked up a bag.

Although this thing is not very delicious, it is very full!”

Several veterans looked at the yellow thing in their hands. It was a little different from ordinary steamed buns, but they still ate it and haven't had a full meal these days. Now they can swallow it even if it's grassroots.

After eating, I felt good, and then the battle began again. At this time, the Central Army's transportation team happened to send supplies, and the frame was filled with yellow steamed buns...

The garrison of the Eighth Route Army guerrilla battalion, Huangshui Town.

Xiao Wen was processing the documents that day, and someone came to find her at this time. The person who came was a lame man, and it seemed that he had an injury on his thigh.

Xiao Wen has forgotten how many times he has rejected this person. Thinking about what the fat man said to her in the morning, the time has come, and today it is time to give him some sweet things to try.

"I wonder what happened to this gentleman when he asked me?"

The person who came was wearing a short jacket, and the black hat on his head was particularly obvious. I don’t know what this person thought. Isn’t he afraid of having a fever in a black hat on a hot day?

Facing Xiao Wen's cold temperament, after a few seconds, the person who came came came back to his senses and laughed:

"You should be Miss Xiao Wen, please introduce yourself. My name is Huang De. I am the platoon leader of the third company of the XX7th Regiment of the Central Army. This time I came here to find you."

Xiao Wen frowned, thinking that this fat man was quite accurate. He had said before that the person who came from either the Central Army or the Jinsui Army, and now he really guessed it right.

With a silent expression on his face, Xiao Wen asked lightly:

"I wonder if you have anything to do?"

"That's right. This time I came here to discuss a business with your department. If your department is willing to talk to us, then our Chief of Staff will come here in person."

"What business?"

Xiao Wen almost guessed that Huang De expressed his thoughts at this time, just to buy locust powder.

Xiao Wen felt that she was unsure of her control, and she did not refuse or agree. Instead, she asked him to go down and rest for a while, and she had to think about it again.

The so-called consideration is to chat with the fat man, and she is really hard to make a decision.

"What's the difficulty? If they want to buy it, we will sell it, but the price will only increase by 20 times. The locusts we used to be is not much different from those we picked up. Now we naturally have to sell them as gold!"

Xiao Wen thinks that my brother is a fool. What is this locust powder? It has increased by 20 times. Wouldn't it be more expensive than food?

You should know that the recent food price is high due to locust plague. Even so, the food is still not enough to buy it. This fat man actually said that locust powder is 20 times the price of food, which is a robbery.

It turns out that even if it is a robbery, someone will ask for it. In less than three days, a middle-aged man came to find her and offered her a price of 2,000 yuan, asking her to send the yellow worm powder as soon as possible. As for the 20-times grain price, the other party didn't even blink.

Xiao Wen could not suppress her excitement, so she came to find the little fat man. At this time, Secretary Wu Xiaoshan was making tea for the little fat man. This was the task assigned to her by Li Feng, and the secretary should look like a secretary.

But when the fat man heard that the other party was taking the price of 20 times each hand, he wailed and threw out the cup in his hand.

"Damn it, the price has been lowered!"

"Well……"

Xiao Wen's mouth tilted, thinking that this fat man must be stupid and was not satisfied with the price.

This is indeed the case. The Central Army XX7 Regiment has recently had major operations and often requires nighttime activities, while most of their soldiers have night blindness.

Their division commander was in trouble. I heard that locust powder could cure night blindness, so I asked people to go to the countryside to buy it. Who knew that a group of local rich men looked at this thing like their own fathers. You said it was 100 times the price of food. The people from the Central Army were so angry that they almost fired their guns.
Chapter completed!