The old squad leader spoke sadly and angrily as if the incident was happening right in front of his eyes.
The veteran's eyes were fixed, the rifle he held in his hand without letting go, and the corpses covering the trenches turned into tragic scenes that kept flashing before Li Hao's eyes.
Unknowingly, Li Hao's face turned pale from his initial disbelief, and large beads of sweat sprung up on his forehead.
Having never actually been on a battlefield, he was frightened by the tragic scenes described by the old squad leader.
The old squad leader quickly comforted him: "However, in all the years I have been in the Red Army, this kind of thing has only happened once!"
"Such a tragic battle, I hope it will never happen again!"
"Haozi, don't think too much. The cooking team will definitely be waiting for us to cook now. The army will definitely have a fierce battle to fight tonight. We must not let our comrades go hungry to fight Bai Gouzi!"
Returning to the cooking class, two large pots were already placed on top of the newly dug earthen stove by a few remaining cooks.
Each large pot is filled with boiling water that has begun to boil, and steam is rising upwards.
"Old squad leader, you are finally back... The water has been boiled, and I am waiting for you to come back and cook the rice!" As soon as the two people appeared at the cooking squad station, a soldier rushed out.
"The soldiers have a fierce battle to fight tonight, and we must make sure everyone is well-fed~" the old squad leader replied with a serious look.
"Put thirty kilograms of rice into the pot, and then put thirty kilograms of sweet potatoes in it. Let the comrades eat dried sweet potato rice tonight, eat dry, and have extra meals!"
"Has Xiao Zhang, the wild vegetable picker, come back? Cut five kilograms of the twenty kilograms of bacon we brought with us, chop them into small pieces, and cook them in a pot with the wild vegetables, so that the comrades can get a taste of the meat!"
The conditions in the cooking class are very poor and the tools are very crude.
Except for three large iron pots, three large spoons, and two kitchen knives, there are no other tools.
As for the seasonings, there was nothing else except a bag of coarse salt wrapped like a treasure by the old monitor.
The cooking class I saw when I was a volunteer was completely different from the sky and the earth.
Under such circumstances, can the cooking class make edible meals? Li Hao was very doubtful.
Li Hao has been standing by and watching, wanting to help, but he couldn't do anything!
"Okay, Haozi, go and inform the company commander that the troops can start eating!" the old squad leader suddenly shouted.
Half of the so-called dry rice is made up of sweet potatoes. In the meat and vegetable soup in the mouth of the old squad leader, you can only find one or two pieces of meat in a large spoonful.
Seeing the soldiers eating with gusto, Li Hao couldn't help but taste it.
In addition to the salty taste, Li Hao also tasted a hint of bitterness.
There is no doubt that this is caused by some wild vegetables in the pot.
After devouring a bowl of dry sweet potato rice and barely touching the wild vegetable broth, Li Hao, who was so hungry that his chest pressed against his back, finally felt better.
I found the old squad leader and couldn't help but ask: "Old squad leader, do we usually eat these things?"
"Usually? You forget everything?"
The old squad leader shook his head and replied: "If we usually had such good food, our Red Army would have been defeated long ago!"
"Usually, this pot of rice can be up to ten kilograms of rice, with dozens of kilograms of sweet potatoes and pumpkins, and it makes a big pot!"
"If there are vegetables, make a big pot of vegetable soup. If there are no vegetables, just eat the pickled radish, or just sprinkle the salt into the rice!"
Li Hao finally understood why, even though he was thirteen years old, he was not as tall as a ten-year-old child in future generations.
It turns out that this is not because I am thin, but because I eat too poorly and suffer from malnutrition.
Thinking that the Red Army's usual food was much worse than before, Li Hao's high fighting spirit wavered for the first time after traveling through time.
When you are malnourished and don't even have enough to eat, it is almost impossible to improve your physical fitness through training.
Without good physical fitness, even if a gun is placed in front of you, you will not be able to hit the enemy.
He has no chance to display his murderous skills and life-saving skills on the battlefield.
On a battlefield filled with bullets and smoke, you can't even save your life if you are incompetent, let alone make great military exploits. What if you become a general in the future?
The old squad leader did not see the fluctuations in Li Hao's heart.
He sighed and continued: "Even if you only eat ten kilograms of grain for one meal, you won't be able to live like this for a few more days!"
"We have almost eaten the food we brought out from the base area. We just ate 30 kilograms. If I remember correctly, there should be fifty kilograms left. We have two meals a day, each meal contains ten kilograms of rice. This is what is left.
There is only enough food for two and a half days!"
"The troops have been marching and fighting for the past few days, and they have no chance to get food!"
"When there is no food, the soldiers will have to fight hungry. I don't even know how to report it to the company commander. It's because I, the cooking squad leader, have not done a good job!"
"What?" Li Hao felt even more desperate!
He didn't know the specific content of this history, but he knew one thing.
In the first month or two of the Long March, the troops were constantly being chased and beaten by the White Army. They were in the middle of a transitional battle and did not even have a chance to stop and take a breath, let alone get food.
If the company really ran out of food, the real situation must be exactly what the old squad leader said!
The frontline soldiers have to fight hungry, let alone themselves.
At this time, Li Hao seemed to have guessed why the Red Army had **0,000 people during the Long March, but only more than 30,000 people remained after crossing the Xiangjiang River.
There must be food reasons for this.
Without food, the troops can only fight hungry.
No matter how high your morale and fighting spirit are, you cannot be a match for your enemy.
Not to mention fighting, even running and retreating is inferior to the enemy.
By then, the Red Army was hungry and weak. Facing the white dogs chasing after them, it was useless even if they wanted to resist. They could only be captured by them.
Thinking that he was in the rear guard again, even if there were opportunities to buy food along the way, the limited food in the hands of the people along the way would be completely bought up by the forward troops and the main force. When he rushed over, there would definitely be nothing left.
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In addition, the rearguard troops are always in transition and need to bear greater casualties than other troops. The entire army may even be destroyed in the process of moving to the rear.
In the end, only a handful of people could make it to Yan'an alive.
It is difficult for veterans in the army to reach Yan'an alive, let alone a baby cook with almost no combat effectiveness!
An idea immediately came to Li Hao's mind that surprised him.
You can't even save your life. Being a general is just a fantasy!
Although I knew that the final victory would definitely belong to the Red Army, my confidence in continuing to follow the Red Army was disappearing little by little.
The conditions and situation here are so bad that everything is precarious. The first thing you consider before going to bed is whether you will still be alive after dawn. This is no place for people to stay!
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