It's finally gone, and it feels so damn good not to be on the front line.

In order to reward the old monkey for his contribution to the entire regiment, the regiment decided to promote him to the position of chief of staff of the battalion, in charge of operations.

As a result, he was firmly rejected by the old monkey.

In his words, if he wanted to be an official, I would have been a battalion commander.

Still using you for promotion?

If you want to reward your merits, it would be more practical to give you more supplies and silver coins.

The regiment also knew that this man had a close relationship with the major, so they had no choice but to give him a lot of supplies and a lot of silver dollars.

Lost soldiers will be replaced as quickly as possible.

Old Monkey is still satisfied with the attitude of the group.

After all, he is his superior, so being able to do this is a great honor to him.

After replenishing the number of soldiers, Lao Houhou has become the main company of the regiment.

The main company naturally has the treatment of the main company. When there are good things in the regiment, they will naturally be arranged as soon as possible.

At this point, the old monkey is still satisfied.

The regiment withdrew to the Omuir front and re-defended, and Lao Monkey's company was treated as the regiment's reserve team and stayed in the rear.

Wait until there is a hole in the group before filling it.

There are more than a dozen prefabricated houses lined up along the roadside. This is Lao Monkey's camp.

"The Korean people are quite flattering." The old monkey stepped on the solid ground. There were a lot of straws on the ground of the camp.

It was obvious that a road roller had been used to drive the stones into the soil, so even if it rained it would not look like a muddy pond.

"That's right, the main force company should be treated like this." The old monkey was pleased with himself.

In fact, his company has long been the main company, but this time he performed well and he refused to be promoted, so the regiment received preferential treatment.

I don't know whether to give face to the old monkey or to curry favor with the young commander.

Opening the door of the prefabricated house, the old monkey opened his backpack, took out the bedding and spread it on the bed and began to take off his clothes.

"What are you doing? In broad daylight?" Ding San's eyes almost fell to the ground. This guy was actually sleeping in broad daylight.

"Boom!" A loud noise startled the two of them, and a shell exploded a few kilometers ahead.

It seems to be reminding the old monkey that this is a battlefield.

"What's wrong with it in broad daylight? I don't have a Ukrainian girl cuddled up in bed.

You go and notify the cooking team, and the cooking team will clean up and prepare the food.

After dinner, let me go to bed. There will be night training tonight."

"Night training?

You've eaten enough, why don't you do some night training?" Ding San looked at the old monkey, as if he was looking at a monster.

"From now on, all wars will be fought at night. If you don't train at night, you will be blinded."

"Fighting at night?"

The two people were talking when a huge roar came from the sky.

You don't need to look to know that another Ming Air Force plane is flying over.

"Did you hear that?" The old monkey pointed upward.

"Now that we have this in the sky, the coalition artillery will be killed as long as it shows up during the day.

The field fortifications in front of us were dug by the Japanese.

That’s called strictness!

How can you let the Hebrews fight without artillery?

Therefore, future attacks can only be carried out at night.

If you don’t train at night, will you be caught blind in a war?”

"Yes!" Ding San nodded and turned to convey the old monkey's order.

The old monkey packed up the bedding and lay on the bed!

The bed has been made, and the cooking team over there has prepared meals.

Now the cooking class has a special vehicle, which is pulled by a tractor.

There are two cars, one can steam buns and rice, and the other can cook vegetables.

The official name is a field cooking cart, but everyone calls this thing a dining cart or a vegetable cart.

The chief clerk is very capable. Lunch is pork stewed with vermicelli and rice.

I don’t know where I got a cart of cucumbers, and I gave one to each person, saying it was to relieve fatigue.

The old monkey filled a bowl of rice and took a spoonful of pork stewed with vermicelli.

Finally, another spoonful of broth was poured on top.

Pork stewed vermicelli, if you don't pour it with thick broth, it would be a waste.

Ding San also made a bowl. The two brothers had the same temperament. The steaming soup rice was delicious and sweet in the mouth.

"Yeah!" Ding San handed the old monkey a cucumber.

"You're so tired, why would you eat cucumbers if you have meat? Isn't that a disease?

Come, fix this." The old monkey took out a half-pound bottle of Laolongkou from his pocket.

"Where did you get it?"

Ding San felt very surprised!

Because no matter how tense and fierce the war is, the old monkey can always pull out a bottle of wine with a high alcohol content.

Sometimes Ding San is very suspicious that this guy has a secret brewing set.

"I peed, do you want to drink it or not?" The old monkey didn't care about Ding San, he unscrewed the lid and took a sip.

"Wipe it!" Ding San took it and took a sip.

"I think this battle will have to be fought for a few more years!"

"Fight me, I'll die or I'll die with my dick facing up.

Anyway, if we fight for one year, we will make money for one year."

"I don't want to fight anymore and want to go home and live my life."

Ding San took a big gulp of wine and his face turned as red as a monkey's butt.

"Don't say this. If it reaches the ears of those in the Supervision Department, it will be enough for you to drink."

The old monkey looked around with a nervous expression.

"Pull them down, our small company is worth a visit from the Supervision Department?"

"Sending so many new recruits, who knows what their backgrounds are.

From now on, it’s better to be careful when speaking, and it’s better to be careful about some things.

In fact, no matter how the battle is fought, I think we will definitely win in the end.

Look at our guys, are they getting better and better!"

The old monkey took a sip of wine, exhaled a breath of alcohol and said: "In the past, our tank was still the No. 1 tank with thin skin and big stuffing.

But now look at it, Type IV tanks are out.

I took a special look at the headquarters that day and saw that the armor on the turret was so thick."

The old monkey measured it and found that the distance between the two fingertips was a full foot thick.

"So thick?" Ding San had an expression of disbelief on his face.

"That's right, when a rifle bullet hits it, it's like hitting your brain.

When the cannonballs were fired, it was as if nothing had happened.

Also, I heard that another large aircraft flew from our mainland in the Ming Dynasty.

It is said that it is no problem to pretend to be a company and fly in the sky for three to five to seven hours.

What I mean is that our commander’s tricks and equipment are becoming more and more powerful, and the opponent cannot catch them.

Look, we have been fighting for a year, and our casualties are quite high.

But if you look at the enemy's casualties, we can't say if one is against ten, but if one is against six or seven, it's always no problem.

Europeans are now fighting with their pants down, but our Ming Dynasty is far from that point.

Look at our side, there are more and more Korean and Japanese engineers and soldiers.
To be continued...