"Oh Fark! Wociz died?"

In the canteen of the Independent Detachment, an American used two chopsticks to insert the steamed buns on the plate and complained that the steamed buns were still some yellow.

Pure white flour steamed buns are not available at any time, and they are usually only made during festivals.

Under normal circumstances, their flour is all steamed buns made by mixing corn flour and locust powder.

The steamed buns would be even worse. If Li Jian hadn't made a powder-scraping machine, his throat would have burned like a fire, and the particles would have been too big.

But even so, there are still a group of American soldiers who are still clamoring that they are not good at eating it. In fact, they are not used to it. For example, more than 20 American soldiers eat with relish, and pick up steamed buns that fell on the ground and stuffed them into their mouths to eat.

"No! Parker, what you said is wrong. I think this steamed bun is pretty good, especially this thing called steamed bun, I feel it is very delicious.

Wow, low interest rate, die!”

Some people can get used to it, but some people can't, which makes it a pleasure to help American soldiers with bad tempers get angry.

An American soldier threw the steamed bun in his hand directly to the ground and stepped on it a few times, which made the veteran squad leader unhappy!

I saw a veteran with a slightly lame leg walking up and pointing at the American soldier and asking:

"Why do you throw grain on the ground and step on it with your feet?"

"Difficult! It's as unpalatable as shit?"

This American soldier was not afraid of the veterans, but instead raised his chest and retorted loudly. At this time, the veteran was really angry and asked with a sneer:

"You actually know the smell of shit. It seems that you have eaten shit!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

There was a burst of laughter around him. The American soldier accused the veteran squad leader of his face as if he was as gray as if he had eaten shit.

"You...Farke!"

The American soldier immediately waved his fists and hit him, but unfortunately the veteran flashed over and then came again.

The American soldier also made a jumping move, looking like he was fighting freely, but no matter how he attacked, he would not be able to touch the veteran.

"Don't hide!"

The American soldiers had no choice but to use the provocation method, but what he didn't expect was that the veteran really didn't understand this time.

When he punched him one by one, the veteran made an ugly move, then held his waist and threw it backwards. The American soldier was directly knocked out five or six meters away, and he was still rolling on the ground.

"On the battlefield, you probably have died eight times like this!"

The veteran looked at the American soldier who was thrown out and said coldly, then grabbed his bowl and walked to the other side to eat slowly.

The American soldiers struggled to get up, wanting to have a fight with the veterans in the past, but at this time several people grabbed him, and one of the lieutenants said calmly:

"Nonono! Parker, don't do this anymore. This is a veteran who has been on the battlefield. He must have killed many Japanese devils, so we are definitely not his opponent.

And he has just shown mercy to you, otherwise you would have become a corpse now."

This American soldier is still very reasonable. After all, it’s okay if he doesn’t eat other people’s things, why do he have to step on the ground?

It’s easy to deal with if you are reasonable, so the third young master appeared at this time. Recently, he walked over in a breeze wearing a coat.

Seeing the crowd gathered together and fiercely, five people asked loudly:

"What the hell are you doing? Everyone gathers together and fights in a group?"

This is completely like a gang boss, and he really doesn't look like a soldier.

However, most veterans are used to the attitude of the commander. After all, they were not a young master from a wealthy family before, and it is inevitable that they have a little gangster personality.

Besides, he could even run to the Eighth Route Army to fight against the Japanese. What are the fears of some ordinary people who are used to suffering?

"Commander!"

Several veterans stood up and did not salute, while some injured soldiers looked at Li Jian.

The third young master shook his waist and walked over. Seeing a steamed bun on the ground, he immediately pointed at the steamed bun and shouted loudly:

"Who the hell did this? Is it the one who stands up for me? If you are a man of kindness, stand up for me!"

The third young master said a lot, but at this time the young nurse standing beside him did not dare to laugh because they knew that the commander was really angry, otherwise his face would not be like this.

Therefore, most veterans do not speak, while American soldiers are still relatively brave. Or they have suffered from their own personal heroism, so they stand in front of Li Jian with their heads raised.

"I did it!"

"When I saw the commander speak, I didn't even shout a report?"

"Report, I did this!"

The American soldier replied in an unskilled Chinese language. Li Jian stood in front of him. This guy looked about the same height as him, his shoulders were quite wide, but he was a little thin.

Li Jian couldn't understand. Isn't this American life very good? Why is he thinner than himself?

However, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the third young master picked up the steamed bun on the ground, patted off some sand dripping on it, and threw it into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it into his stomach.

"If you don't want to eat, just let me be hungry. Many people have no choice but to eat!"

The third young master said this, and most veterans agree with his behavior. They are right at all. Don’t eat it if you don’t want to eat it, and no one is forced to do so!

Lieutenant Colonel Custer walked up again at this time and found that Li Jian seemed to be scolding his subordinates. There was no displeasure on his face, but asked softly:

"Mistlee, what happened?"

"Your subordinates waste food! Not only that, he also tramples the food under his feet!"

"so... the thing you ate just now was he stepped on under his feet?"

When Custer just came in, he saw Li Jian eating something. Now he realized that it was his subordinates who stepped on it, which surprised him very much.

The American reporter hurriedly recorded in his notebook, and the third young master seemed to have made amazing remarks again.

"Yes, that's right! The food of our Eighth Route Army was not drifted by heavy water, so we can't waste a piece of food."

Li Jian said this, but if he talks too much, he will be very thick-skinned. For example, the third young master eats and drinks all day long. Although there is no waste, he can definitely be considered extravagant.

"So, how are you going to punish my subordinates?"

After hearing Li Jian admit it, Custer felt a strange feeling in his heart and then continued to ask.

"That's to let him eat this steamed bun every meal until he gets used to it!"

The third young master said firmly that this punishment is indeed in line with the appetite of Americans, and Custer felt that nothing was wrong.
Chapter completed!