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Chapter 484: It’s not easy to be a cooking squad leader (eighth)

At the Eighth Route Army Headquarters, Wang Ping came here for the first time.

According to the regulations of the Eighth Route Army, without the positions of regimental commander and arsenal director, Wang Ping is an ordinary soldier and is not qualified to wear a pistol.

However, considering that the military area was too far from the headquarters, Commander Nie made an exception and gave Wang Ping a pistol for safety reasons.

The security guards at the headquarters thought Wang Ping was the leader of some unit and saluted Wang Ping one after another.

After waiting at the headquarters for two days, Wang Ping finally received the order to report to the headquarters.

"Wang Ping, have you been very impressive these past two days? Equipped with a small pistol! Walking around the headquarters every day!" The deputy commander-in-chief cursed with dissatisfaction when he saw Wang Ping.

The deputy commander-in-chief was famous for his strictness, so he quickly explained: "Report to the commander, the pistol was given to me by Commander Nie before I left!"

"Okay, the boss doesn't mean to blame you!" the deputy chief of staff hurriedly came to the rescue.

"It's okay to have a pistol, not to mention that this pistol was given to you by Commander Nie. However, it would be too ostentatious for you to carry it every day, so it's best to put it away. Don't forget, you are no longer the director of the arsenal, but the Eighth Route Army

Ordinary warrior!"

"Yes! Chief, I understand! I will put away the pistol when I get back!" Wang Ping understood immediately.

A smile finally appeared on the boss's serious face, but it only lasted for a few seconds before his face returned to seriousness.

"It's good that you understand. If I remember correctly, you have been at the headquarters for two days. You can't be idle every day. Our Eighth Route Army does not raise idlers. Regarding your whereabouts, the Deputy Chief of Staff and I have already discussed it. Now let the Deputy Chief of Staff

The chief announces your appointment!"

Wang Ping immediately looked at the deputy chief of staff with a pair of expectant eyes.

"Wang Ping, don't expect too much. In this position, the greater your expectations, the greater your disappointment!" the deputy chief of staff replied mysteriously.

Then he began to issue orders: "The leader of the cooking squad at the headquarters is old, and the boss and I decided to let him retire. You know, at the headquarters, the cooking squad may also fight, and they must be prepared to travel long distances at any time. As he gets older,

My body definitely won’t be able to hold on!”

"So the boss and I decided to let you be the squad leader in the cooking class to sharpen your sharpness. When you learn to abide by the rules, you will be transferred back to the main force!"

"Become the leader of the cooking class!" Wang Ping was stunned by this result.

Wang Ping thought of all the consequences he might face, even when he started as a new recruit in the new corps, but he never thought of going to the cooking class, holding a spoon, and cooking for the head of the headquarters!

"What? You don't want to!" the deputy commander glared at Wang Ping and asked.

"If you don't want to, you can just go to the cooking squad and become an ordinary soldier. There are also many veterans in the cooking squad. Anyone can be promoted to be the squad leader."

"Yes, I do! Thank you two leaders for giving me this opportunity!" Wang Ping quickly replied.

What he wants to do most now is to stay away from the deputy commander-in-chief, because he finds that the deputy commander-in-chief is in a bad mood, and his casual words may arouse his anger.

"Then go and take office now, and put your pistol away for me!"

The name of the headquarters cooking class sounds loud, but it is actually the chefs who cook for the head of the headquarters and dozens of staff officers. Because it is related to the safety of the head of the headquarters, every soldier in the cooking class is a veteran who cannot go to the battlefield due to various reasons.

Red Army, old revolution!

When Wang Ping rushed to the cooking class, everyone was preparing lunch for the chief.

There are two large pots, one pot is boiling with cornmeal, and the other pot is steaming steamed buns, and two soldiers are taking out the pickled radish from the sauce vat and preparing to cut it into shreds for the head of the headquarters to eat the corn.

Eat glutinous rice and wowotou!

"Lao Yang, the head of the headquarters will eat this for lunch!"

Lao Yang was an old revolutionary who joined the Red Army in the same year as him. If his arm had not been injured and he was unable to fight, he would still be a battalion commander at the very least.

Therefore, Wang Ping became familiar with Lao Yang as soon as he entered the cooking class. Looking at the lunch they prepared for the boss, he couldn't help but ask.

Lao Yang had heard about this newly appointed cook squad leader, and he had made a mistake before getting here. In Lao Yang's opinion, it wouldn't be long before Wang Ping left the cook squad and returned to the army.

Coupled with Wang Ping's identity as an old Red Army soldier, Lao Yang liked him very much and did not hide it.

"Squad Leader Wang, even though we are here as the headquarters, we are actually poorer than the troops below!"

"Do you know the temper of the boss? He neither asks the troops below for things nor allows the troops below to send things up. The white flour we eat now is the seized flour that the troops distributed to the headquarters in accordance with regulations after the last counter-encirclement and suppression campaign.

.Otherwise, the headquarters can only eat white noodles once every three days, and usually eat boiled sweet potatoes and boiled potatoes!"

Wang Ping's brows immediately furrowed into a big "Sichuan" sign, and he asked with a worried look on his face: "Boss, they must stay up late every day and use their brains a lot. How can these things provide enough nutrition? No wonder I just saw that the boss's face was very ugly.

It must be malnutrition."

"We also know, but there is nothing we can do?" Lao Yang replied helplessly.

"Usually, as soon as the subsidy is given, we try to cook something good for them. However, every time he asks to share it with dozens of people in the headquarters. Dozens of people eat a chicken together, and he can only eat one bite.

Not bad!”

"It's a little better now. The logistics department of the headquarters will send a batch of eggs every other day, which can at least ensure that the head of the headquarters eats one egg every two days. Sometimes I will give some live chickens and I will stew the soup as much as possible.

Make it thicker and let the chiefs make up for it!"

"No! This definitely won't work!" Wang Ping shook his head and said.

"Our cooking class is responsible for feeding the head of the headquarters. If the head has health problems because of poor food, then we will be sorry to the revolution!"

"We must find ways to supplement the leaders with more nutrition. Only when the nutrition keeps up with the body will they be healthy. Only when the body is healthy can they better command the troops to fight!"

"We have also thought of ways! Hunting in the forest, fishing in the nearby river... we have thought of all the ways we can think of. But our cooking team is full of semi-disabled veterans, and they have no skills, so even if there is little harvest!"

Wang Ping's frown deepened, and he suddenly realized that being the cooking squad leader at the headquarters was not as simple as he thought.

With no funds, frequent transfers, and no support, you have to ensure that dozens of people at the headquarters are not hungry, which is really something that most people can't do.

However, Wang Ping is a person who refuses to admit defeat, not only when facing enemies, but also when facing the pressure of the cooking team.

After taking a deep breath, he stared at Lao Yang and said: "This situation must change. No matter how the cooking class was before, now that I am the squad leader, I must not only ensure that the dozens of people in the headquarters are not hungry, but also ensure that the leader is well-nourished!"

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