At night, I woke up by smelling a scent. I haven’t had a good night’s sleep for a long time. I usually sleep in the wild, lying on the snow and facing the sky. The quilt could not block the bone-thrusting cold wind. I said I was sleeping, but I kept trembling and half asleep. Now I hid in the house without wind or snow and slept. That was called comfort!

However, sleeping during the day and fighting at night becomes a habit over time and you will wake up at night.

When I opened my eyes, the red fire in the room was jumping constantly. At some point, the fire had already started in the stove. The long-lost fragrance of rice came from the pot. The soldiers were all holding bowls and chopsticks and rubbing their hands around the stove!

"Hey, where did you get the rice?" I couldn't help it when I smelled this smell, and I turned over and sat up from the bed.

"Are you awake?" The old squad leader quickly handed over a pair of bowls and chopsticks: "I have prepared all bowls and chopsticks for you. I was just about to call you, but seeing that you were sleeping soundly, I stopped calling you. I thought it would not be too late to shout when the rice was ready, but I didn't expect you to be smart."

"Where did you get the rice?" I asked again. It wouldn't be unusual to have canned or bread from Americans at this time, but it would be strange to have rice to cook.

"What did Company Commander Zhao get it." Hu Zi responded casually, rubbed the saliva that flowed to his mouth and stared at the pot and refused to move it a little.

"You're done..." I couldn't help but pat on Zhao Yongxin, who was already a company commander, and secretly called ashamed. When I was a company commander, I would only take the soldiers to kill the enemies, but I had never thought about the soldiers like this.

"What's this!" Zhao Yongxin laughed and said, "It's also a matter of not being able to do anything. After this battle, I didn't pay much Americans' material. Isn't that? I brought five canned bread and two loaves of rice and changed it to this bag of rice."

"Hmm?" I couldn't help but be stunned: "Are you going to the People's Army to change the rice?"

"Yes!" Zhao Yongxin nodded.

This guy is a little skillful, and I was quite surprised. He couldn't speak Korean, so he had a way to sneak out and exchange things with the soldiers of the People's Army. He also saw that the People's Army would use canned and bread as treasures to exchange for the food that our volunteers urgently lacked. If this were in modern times, he might be a rich businessman.

After fighting with him for so long, I just thought he likes to joke, but I didn't expect that he still has this talent.

"It's almost done?"

"Well, it's almost done!" The old squad leader said as he lifted the lid of the pot, and the smell suddenly came to his nose. The smell made us feel more and more hungry. So everyone didn't say much, and they picked up the dishes and chopsticks for a while, and then they started to swallow them.

When the bottom of the pot was finally wiped out, Hu Zi burped and sighed: "Oh! If there was such a meal every day, there would be nothing to say about that day!"

The soldiers agreed with this. At first I felt that nothing was wrong, because this was the most delicious meal I had ever eaten. Although there was no food. But for some reason, after a while, I felt a sensation in my heart.

I remembered that I lived in modern times and I often complained about myself at the bottom of society, but I never thought that just a few decades ago, the volunteers who had blood and sacrificed in foreign countries were already very satisfied and happy as long as they had a full meal.

"By the way, battalion commander!" Zhao Yongxin said as if he remembered something: "The superior just now sent an order, saying that our troops were going to rest here for three days!"

"Well! It's time to rest." I nodded. Although the third battle was not as long as the first two battles, nor as tragic as the previous two battles, it can be said that most of the soldiers did not fight to Seoul after breaking through the Linjin River, but came to Seoul. However, the three consecutive battles have caused the soldiers to overdraw their strength, and now they have almost reached their limit.

"As far as I go!" Huzi said, "What else can we do? Let's chase after the Americans escape? It's not too far to go to Busan or Daejeon, right?"

The other comrades nodded, and only the old squad leader smoked the cigarette pole without saying a word.

"Hu Zi!" I asked in a muffled voice: "How many bullets do you have and how many grenades do you have?"

"Report to the battalion commander!" Hu Zi stepped forward and replied, "There are still ten bullets, all the grenades are gone, and they are all thrown to the British heavy tank."

"Where are other comrades?"

"I still have two bullets, no grenades."

"I have no bullets, only one grenade."

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"Where is the explosive pack? Where is the blasting tube?" I continued.

"It's gone!" The soldiers looked at me, I looked at you, these things were used up long ago when the tanks were blown up.

"Our company has worked with the British, and the ammunition is consumed a lot." I didn't care about disturbing the morale of the army at this time: "But other troops are also chasing the puppet army all the way, right? The ammunition consumption is not less than that of us. You said that we can only count on ten bullets, there is no blasting tube, no explosive pack, and even grenades. How can we fight with Americans' planes, tanks, and cannons?"

"Besides," I paused and continued, "Our company has only about forty people, the entire battalion has only more than one hundred people, and the entire regiment has only four or five hundred people. In this way, can the Americans' planes, cannons, and tanks be driven into the sea?"

"Battalion Commander, you can't say that!" Instructor Zhao retorted: "Our army lacks guns, people, and bullets, but the enemy is not strong in fighting. Our army has many soldiers who are not afraid of sacrifice. Didn't these difficulties have been there before? Haven't we won several major battles in succession?"

"That's the battalion commander!" Hu Zi said unconvincedly: "When we started the attack, we only had thirty bullets, and there are still ten more bullets!"

"You're almost finished firing thirty bullets. Are you seeing the shadow of the American devils?" I said angrily: "The Americans are just waiting for us to finish the bullets and eat up all the dry food. Then they turn around and kill us one of them. You'll hit Busan and Daejeon..."
Chapter completed!