Liu Yidao temporarily camped the brothers in an abandoned school in the town. More than a dozen spacious classrooms were vacated and covered with dry straw. The brothers could make do with military blankets for one night, at least.
A place to take shelter from the rain.
In these turbulent years, wars were going on everywhere. From time to time, Japanese planes penetrated deep into the rear of the squadron and bombed towns and important facilities indiscriminately.
For safety reasons, most primary and secondary schools have suspended classes, and universities have moved thousands of miles to the southwestern provinces. This war has brought suffering to the Chinese nation, and the entire society is in dire straits.
"The brothers from the first battalion live in the classroom on the north side, the brothers from the second battalion live in the south classroom, and the brothers from the third battalion live in the west..."
Yang Ling and Liu Yidao had just arrived at the school gate when they heard the shouts of Zhang Qingyun, the regiment chief of staff, from a distance.
Under Zhang Qingyun's command and arrangement, the brothers who arrived at the school settled down in an orderly manner, without any looting or chaos. Yang Ling couldn't help but change his impression a lot.
There are school buildings on three sides of the school, and there is an open space in the middle. At this moment, a raincloth has been set up on the open space, and a large pot on the temporary stove is emitting steaming steam.
The brothers from the cooking classes of each camp who had arrived earlier were chopping vegetables, cooking with firewood, and were busy preparing dinner for the brothers.
"What shall we eat tonight?"
Yang Ling and the others had a meal when they set out in the morning. The car didn't stop all day in order to catch up. At noon, they ate dry food in the car. When they saw the steaming cauldron in the distance, Yang Ling's stomach growled and he turned around.
Ask Liu Yidao.
"Bacon rice, I wanted to make a small stir-fried bacon rice for the brothers, but the price has risen too much, and we have to save the little money we have, so we only bought more than 20 kilograms, and I asked them to cut some
Cooked with rice..."
Hearing Liu Yidao's answer, Yang Ling felt extremely helpless.
Although there are regulations on the meals for the army officers and soldiers, and how much oil, rice, vegetables, etc. each person should be supplied per day, in fact the military stations along the way only have rice and salt.
It's not that these military depots are greedy and don't provide food, but that there is indeed no shortage of supplies. The country is already poor. After fighting these battles, let alone nutrition, it would be good if the officers and soldiers in the army can have enough to eat.
The brothers' food was too poor, and as a result they all became emaciated and sallow. Even if they were to bayonet with the Japs on the battlefield, only three or five men could deal with one of them.
The nutrition of the brothers could not keep up, which greatly affected their combat effectiveness. Therefore, Yang Ling and other grassroots troops also thought of many ways. Every now and then, they would spend their own money to buy some meat and vegetables to add vegetables to the brothers.
But now that most of China has fallen into the hands of the Japanese, thousands of refugees are pouring into the rear, and prices have skyrocketed, making it difficult for Yang Ling and others to improve their food.
The little money they usually save seems so powerless in the face of soaring prices. This has to be said to be a huge tragedy.
But these are brothers who have followed him through life and death, fighting head-on with the little devils on the battlefield. As a leader, he has the responsibility to feed and clothe them well and not to let them feel cold.
"Let's see if we can use the weapons we seized to get some money to improve the food for our brothers and buy some bandages and medicine."
Yang Ling also knew that it was difficult for a clever woman to make a living without rice. Although the division headquarters allocated a small bonus to them, but now that prices have soared, that little money was still a drop in the bucket for the entire group, so they had to find another way.
"Guanzu, I have inquired clearly. The price of the 38-meter rifle here is higher than that in Jiangxi. A rifle costs 80 yuan. It is even more expensive if you add bullets."
Yang Ling was surprised when he heard the price. He didn't expect it to be so much more expensive than in Jiangxi, but he felt relieved when he thought about the war. In troubled times, only with guns can you live and work, so the price has naturally gone up.
"After dinner, you can take someone to sell some, but don't be too ostentatious," Yang Ling ordered.
"yes!"
Liu Yidao agreed wholeheartedly. He was already familiar with selling these items on the black market. After all, he was responsible for selling them on the black market in the past.
"Okay, you go and do your work, get the brothers settled, and make some ginger soup for them later. The continuous autumn rain will drive away the cold."
"Yes." Liu Yidao agreed, walked a few steps, then stopped and turned back.
Seeing Liu Yidao's worried look, Yang Ling was also very curious: "What's the matter?"
"Commander...Liu Changsheng in our camp is considered a good fighter. Please see if you can spare him this time."
Liu Yidao seemed to have summoned up a lot of courage. He was silent for a long time before speaking, but it was to plead for the brother who almost violated military discipline just now.
Yang Ling was also stunned, and then laughed: "What do I think it is? I can spare him, but I will not do it next time. I must restrain the brothers. We are in the limelight now, and many people are waiting for us to make a fool of ourselves."
"Thank you very much, everyone! I will definitely reprimand the brothers well when I get back!"
Liu Yidao didn't expect Yang Ling to agree so readily. A warm current surged through his heart, and he hurriedly patted his chest to assure himself.
"We are all old brothers, why are you so angry? Go ahead and get busy."
"Yes!" Liu Yidao then left with a smile on his face.
Yang Ling was the leader of the regiment and was injured. Naturally, he did not have to sleep in a large classroom with his brothers. Instead, he was arranged to live in a small room with a bed, while Huzi and others lived outside.
time to protect his safety.
Although Yang Ling shared the joys and sorrows with his brothers most of the time, as an officer, he still retained some small privileges. After all, as an officer, he had to establish majesty and prestige, which would be conducive to commanding operations.
However, Yang Ling's small privilege is already negligible compared to other officers of the same rank who take advantage of others and deduct military pay. Naturally, the brothers have no complaints.
"We're all here, the food is here." As soon as Yang Ling finished packing, Hu Zi came over with two bowls of rice.
Although the army's big pot rice cooking method seems crude, the bacon and rice are cooked together in the pot, and it is fragrant. It is countless times better than their chewy multigrain cakes and rice soaked in salt water.
Yang Ling and Hu Zi each had a bowl, and quickly finished the big bowl of bacon rice. The brothers were also eating lively outside, and the sounds of fighting could be heard from time to time.
"Report!"
"Come in."
After receiving permission, deputy battalion commander Qin Shou stepped into Yang Ling's house.
"Old Qin, what's the matter?" Yang Ling took off his mud-covered military boots and raised his head to ask.
Qin Shou chuckled, pulled up a stool and sat down: "Come here, brothers, seeing the excitement in the town, want to go out for a walk, what do you think?"
"Do you want to go out for a walk?" Yang Ling joked when seeing Qin Shou's smiling face.
After being exposed by Yang Ling, Qin Shou didn't hide it: "Hey, I really can't hide anything from you, Tuan Zuo. The kid got a lot of gadgets from somewhere. I want to sell them to get some money...
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Yang Ling naturally knew that the brothers got a lot of pens, medals, shoes and other things from the little devils. Although they looked inconspicuous, people who bought them flocked to them.
"Okay, you can go out, but you must be led by the squad leader. A group of three or five people will ascend the throne at their respective commanders. You cannot go out alone." Yang Ling thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
The brothers have been fighting for so long and have always been tense. Yang Ling is not a rigid person and knows how to relax.
Besides, this is still considered the rear area. The Japanese are still blocked by friendly troops a hundred miles away. There is no danger for a while, so we can just let the brothers relax.