The brothers got off the car and gathered in the muddy open space, then lined up and rushed to Liu Yidao. They found a temporary camping site and prepared to rest for the night before leaving tomorrow.
The whole town has turned into a noisy vegetable market, with small groups of officers and soldiers carrying guns wandering around. The brothers come from all over the world, with the numbers of each unit, and the obscure dialects of each place are spoken from time to time.
Ringing in my ears.
The vendors who came from the surrounding villages were also smart people. Knowing that the officers and soldiers of the army had just fought a big battle and had seized a lot, they came one after another to sell all kinds of food, drinks, and trinkets.
Son, everything you can think of is available here. The officers and soldiers were bargaining, and both sides were happy.
Away from the smoke and fire, and being in such a noisy and lively town, the brothers' mood became better.
"Boss, would you like a pack of Laodao brand cigarettes?" The vendors knew well about the enjoyment mentality of their brothers. When they saw the team passing by, they joined in one after another.
The brothers have been fighting with their heads in their trousers waistbands all year round, and they may leave their bodies weighing 100 kilograms on the battlefield at some point and never come back.
Therefore, every time the brothers get a brief opportunity to rest and recuperate, they will not miss the opportunity to enjoy themselves in time, and the officers will not care about it. After all, only when you are relaxed can you fight a good war.
"How much?" A brother who was addicted to smoking couldn't help but ask after seeing the various brands of cigarettes in the vendor's box.
The hawker also smiled happily and held out a finger: "Boss, you are fighting the Japanese on the front line, so I will charge you less, just one piece."
"How much?" After hearing the vendor's quotation, the brother who was about to pay had a look of disbelief on his face. He was stunned and asked again.
"Boss, it's only one dollar." The vendor repeated.
Hearing the hawker's repetition, the brother immediately cursed: "Why don't you go and grab the money?"
Their ordinary officers and soldiers' monthly military pay is only seven or eight yuan, but the price of a pack of cigarettes has actually increased to one yuan. A month's military pay for those who work hard to fight the Japanese is enough for a few packs of cigarettes.
Seeing the brother who suddenly cursed, the vendor looked at the brother with disdain and muttered: "Boss, if you can't afford it, don't buy it. Don't block the way, there are people buying it."
"Damn it, I'm fighting the little devils on the front lines, and you're trying to make a fortune for the country in the back. I'm not only going to scold you, but I'm going to beat you to death, you bastard!" When the brother saw the disdainful look in the hawker's eyes, he immediately became angry.
He became angry and raised his fist as he spoke.
Seeing the brother who was aroused in anger and rushed towards him, the hawker also knew that something was wrong. He retreated and shouted: "Hit people, soldiers are beating people..."
The cigarette vendor yelled like this, which made the brother who was angry in his heart even more angry. Before the fight was even started, the villain started to complain first.
"You bastard who is struggling to make a fortune, don't run away if you have the guts!" The brother chased after him aggressively.
When the hawker saw the brother chasing him with a fierce look, he was in a panic, the sole of his foot slipped, and he fell down with an ouch.
"I'll watch where you run!"
This brother was so angry that he was already depressed because of the sacrifice of several brothers. He was actually ridiculed by a hawker who was trying to make a fortune for the country. He couldn't bear it anymore.
"Stop!" Yang Ling happened to see this scene and hurriedly shouted.
Their 74th Army was already on the cusp of the storm, being looked at with a magnifying glass. This fist would definitely be widely publicized, and the consequences would not be something that a small regiment leader like him could bear.
This brother saw Yang Ling and a group of staff coming over. Although he was angry, he stopped in time.
"Sir..." The brother stood up and looked at Yang Ling with a straight face, feeling a little guilty.
After all, Yang Ling had repeatedly ordered strict military discipline before setting off, and he almost violated it.
Yang Ling asked in a deep voice: "That company? What's its name?"
"Sir, the third battalion, the first company, the third squad, the first platoon, Liu Changsheng!" This brother stood up and replied loudly.
As soon as this brother finished his answer, Liu Yidao, who was following Yang Ling, suddenly had black lines on his face.
Yang Ling scolded: "Why do you hit people for no reason?"
"Sir, this profiteer has made it difficult for the country to make money. I..."
"Sir, sir, you have to make the decision for me. If you come a little later, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you."
The hawker who fell to the ground and was covered in mud was now speaking with grievances and tears. He looked so pitiful and pitiful.
At this moment, there were many officers, soldiers and refugees surrounding him. They all showed sympathy when they saw the merchants who were covered in mud and crying.
"Pull Liu Changsheng down and deal with him according to military law!" Yang Ling gave Liu Yidao a look and ordered sternly.
Liu Yidao waved his hand, and the two brothers stepped forward and took Liu Changsheng, who was full of grievances, into custody.
"Sir, I..." Liu Changsheng wanted to explain, but was stopped by
Liu Yidao waved his hand impatiently: "Take them down, thirty military sticks!"
The people around him suddenly became buzzing. Unexpectedly, Yang Ling didn't protect his shortcomings.
Yang Ling watched Liu Changsheng being taken away, and stepped forward to help the vendor up: "Are you not hurt?"
"It's okay, it's okay, sir, you are really good people who make decisions for the people." Seeing this brother being dealt with by Yang Ling, the vendor did not dare to make a mistake. After all, the people did not fight with the officials, and he was afraid of retaliation.
"Okay, go back, don't sell cigarettes here, these are brothers who have come through the gate of hell, everyone has the blood of the devil on their hands, I can't guarantee that I can make it in time next time, you know
"?" Yang Ling stared at the vendor and warned meaningfully.
The vendor was also stunned. Looking at the blood-stained brothers around him who had not even had time to change their clothes, a chill rose up his back.
"I understand, I understand, sir, I'm leaving now." The hawker was also frightened, and hurriedly picked up his wooden box, got into the crowd and left.
"It's okay, let's go."
The matter was resolved perfectly, and Yang Ling also opened his mouth to disperse the onlookers.
"A pack of cigarettes really costs one yuan? Why has the price increased so much?"
As Yang Ling walked towards the temporary station, he frowned and asked Liu Yidao who was standing in front of him.
Liu Yidao sighed heavily and complained: "For group seats, not only the price of cigarettes has gone up, but the price of everything has also gone up. If it weren't for the military depot supplying food, we might not be able to afford food."
Yang Ling also knew that as the wealthy areas and coastal industrial zones were occupied by the little devils, prices would definitely rise, but he did not expect that the rise would be so fierce. He sighed and looked at the continuous autumn rain. His heart was extremely complicated. The country was in trouble and was in a precarious situation.
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A large number of refugees poured in, wealthy areas fell, and some people drove up prices, causing prices to skyrocket.
Yang Ling and the others were members of the Central Army and there were military stations along the way that supplied food and salt. However, they had to pay for fruits and vegetables by themselves. Faced with the high prices, Yang Ling and the others were helpless.