Rise from the sword

Chapter 49

Marble Beach.

Although it was past seven o'clock in the morning, the sky was still gray, and the fine snowflakes were falling.

At this time, the soldiers of the Assault Company, who were setting up tents with white cotton cloth in the bushes, looked to one side from time to time while they were busy.

There, a splendid and intense fist-fighting fight was in full swing. The two sides came and went, elbows and fists intersected, legs rolled and swayed, and the sound of hehe exhaling was incessant.

On one side is Zhang Dabiao, who is over 1.8 meters [-] tall, with a strong build and a broad and tough face.

One is Wei Dayong, who is 1.9 meters tall, has a hunchback and a tiger's back, is as strong as an ox, and has nine ring scars on his head.

After five moves in the defensive stance, Monk Wei, who had figured out the opponent's punch and foot routine, suddenly exerted his strength, his footsteps collapsed and his strength sank to the bottom plate. At the same time, he held Zhang Dabiao's fist with both hands. , kicked Zhang Dabiao out more than two meters away.

"Acceptance" put away his posture, and Monk Wei clasped his fists with both hands.

"Brother is good at kung fu, I'm ashamed of myself." Zhang Dabiao was not annoyed when he was knocked down by six strokes, and he also held his fists and greeted him when he got up.

get used to it, get used to it...

It wasn't the first time he was beaten down anyway.

The next game is not as stable as others, the moves are not comparable, the strength is not comparable, and it is normal to beat...
At least it was better last time, wasn't it?
This one can hold up a few tricks, that is his mother's slap to slap the labor and capital...
Zhang Dabiao stepped up and patted Monk Wei on the shoulder, rolled his eyes, and gave Monk Wei a trick: "Brother's fisting skills are definitely the second best among the people I've seen."

"You are Shaolin Boxing, right?"

"Well, I stayed in Shaolin Temple for a while, brother, you are not bad."

Monk Wei, who rarely encounters opponents in boxing kung fu, really got the trick. He asked curiously, and his tone was eager to try: "Who is the number one boxing kung fu you have ever seen? Are there other boxing masters in the regiment?"

Shooting the dirt off his body, Zhang Dabiao's tone had a taste of schadenfreude: "Haha, that's a top expert. After this mission, that person should come to the regiment and introduce him to you at that time."

"Okay, thank you brother." Monk Wei's eyes lit up.

Top players?

I like!
It's been a long time since I played against a real boxer!
The hands and feet are rusted!

Although this Zhang Dabiao is also a good boxer, there is still a lot of gap between himself and himself.
In the woods, Su Jigang, who was instructing to pitch the tent, looked at the two of them, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

What kind of monsters are these two...

Marching more than 100 miles in a hurry, I was so fucking tired that I was going to collapse, these two guys actually competed with each other with fists and kicks, and they fought so happily··

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in the woods.

The tent was set up quickly and was completed in less than half an hour.

From the system, the canvas originally used to wrap the weapon is of good quality. Although the thermal insulation effect is not good, the waterproof windshield and snow are adequate. In the snow in the wild, this is enough.

The tent was covered with white cotton cloth, and covered with a layer of branches and fine snow particles.

"Twelve hours of rest, hurry up to eat"

While inspecting the concealment of the tent, Zhang Dabiao warned him all the way.

Even though the location of Mashitan is secluded, almost no one will come here in this weather, but in order to ensure concealment, the commandos cannot make a fire to eat, so everyone can only fry white flour cakes with scallions and oil in the snow.

However, Wang Gensheng from Xinyi Tuan came up with a good idea.

Wrap the frozen dough, and then stick it in the mule's creak to warm it up for a while before eating.

Is this possible?

Can you still do that?
Shouldn't I put my stomach or creak to warm it up?

The crowd did what they believed to be, but found that the effect was surprisingly good. The dough was softer, and it was no longer gnawed on it. It also had a little warmth, which was much warmer than the warmth of their own creaking nest.

The slightly warm scallion oil white flour cake was mixed with the warm snow water that was also warmed by the big mule and horse. The slight warmth in his mouth melted the fatigue accumulated by the body after the assault company marched for [-] hours.

After the noodles were eaten, everyone in the assault company began to come alive.

"We really got there"

"The 120-mile mountain road is still snowing heavily"

A soldier who had been in the army for less than a year untied his leggings, rubbed the muscles of his calf, with an unbelievable expression, his tired face was full of amazement and confidence: "That's right, on this snowy day, one hundred or two miles away, We're actually done."

We are so awesome!

Able to march 120 miles overnight in the snow!

Those devils are just like that!

"We were able to walk to Mashitan this time, mainly relying on these big mules. If we carry this equipment on our own, I'm afraid that [-] miles will be enough."

A veteran squad leader with weather marks on his face touched the big mule beside him with affection, and his tone was affectionate.He even gave half of his own bread to the big mules in his line.

If there were these mules when we crossed the snow-capped mountains, there would not be so many comrades who could not get down with only a hundred or so. …

"Yeah, it's easy to walk without equipment and ammo boxes"

"This mule is really a good animal."

"..."

The squad leader's words aroused the unanimous approval of everyone.

On the snowy mountain road, carrying nearly 120 catties of supplies, he ran [-] miles overnight led by people who had just been in contact with him for a few days. No horse was left behind, and he never lost his temper once. faster than people.

Where is this animal?

Is a good comrade-in-arms of the independent regiment, good comrade!

Is a model worker!
With these mules, isn't it easy to speed up the transfer of troops several times in the future?
What are you afraid of being surrounded by devils?
The circle of devils is not how to jump out, just how to jump out?Jump out whenever you want.

Thinking of the 120-mile mountain road before, and thinking of these mules carrying the belongings of the regiment and the devils to fight guerrillas in the future, the soldiers simply loved these big mules.

As a result, many warriors, regardless of their exhaustion, went around looking for fodder that the animals could eat to feed the resting mules, and some warriors even distributed their own bread to these model workers.

No one can starve these model workers in the regiment!

"After each group leader has finished eating, he unloads the supplies and saddles from the mules, eats the bread by himself, and finds some leaves nearby mixed with the soybean meal fodder brought from the group to feed the mules and horses, and then the members of each group take the mules The horse sleeps and rests"

The order issued by Zhang Dabiao at this time made many warriors frown.

"Captain, all the things here are sea buckthorn, creeping vines, and sheep's hoof grass. Can a mule eat this?"

The squad leader who divided his cakes before touched the big mule lying quietly beside him, and his tone was a little dissatisfied.

Sea buckthorn, creeping vines, and sheep's hoof grass are not even eaten by the most skinny wild goats. Can animals such as mules and horses eat them?
Who will carry the supplies if you eat a bad stomach?
"Haha, these big mules are much more solid than you think. They can eat almost anything, but in snowy weather, you still need to eat some feed, and you can mix them in a ratio of ten to one."

Looking at the soldiers guarding the calf, Zhang Dabiao laughed:
"When I first met these mules, I loved them so much that I gave them half of what I had in my bowl. Later, I found out that these big mules are very solid, and they basically eat everything, even if they stumble and go crazy. This mule can also eat grass, and nothing happens after eating!"

"Can you eat horse stumbling intestines and mad grass?!"

The squad leader's eyes widened: "This...this...Impossible! There is no such animal that can eat this grass"

This squad leader is a veteran from Suwan. When he was young, his family was wealthy. He had mules, donkeys and goats. He even helped big families raise horses, so he has always been in the army to feed mules and other livestock.

What is a horse stumbling block?
Every old herdsman will tell thousands of times, this is absolutely not to be touched by animals.

Once an animal eats this grass, it will cause indigestion and knots in the intestines, and convulsions and madness in severe cases.

The locust weed is a taboo for livestock.

It's okay for the horses to eat less, but animals that eat mad grass, even if they don't eat much, rarely survive.

"Are you the squad leader in charge of feeding the mules and horses in the assault company?" Zhang Dabiao looked at the squad leader with a face of disbelief.

"Yes, my name is Huang Baowang, a native of Suwan. I joined the army in three or five years. I used to be the platoon leader of the first battalion and the second company," said Huang Baowang, whose face was covered in wind and frost.

Huang Baowang is actually only in his thirties, but when he was a teenager, he was forced to flee due to drought in the Jiangsu and Anhui areas, and his family was separated. The long-term hard life and the previous trip to the snow-capped mountains and grasslands made him look like a 40-year-old. how old.

"Just do as I say"

Zhang Dabiao smiled. He has always been very kind to these veterans: "I had a long time to hand over this kind of mule in Xinyi regiment, and the old Zhao head of the transportation platoon over there also tried it."

"This mule is more powerful than you think"

"When resting, each group of fighters slept on mules and horses"

After leaving a sentence, Zhang Dabiao continued to inspect the whole team.

Although he had new cotton-padded jackets and trousers, he also brought a thin quilt, but it was still bone-chilling cold on this snowy day. If he wanted to keep warm, he naturally had to rely on this big mule.

Zhang Dabiao has a clear mind.

The reason why he dared to run five hundred li this time to attack the devil's barracks.

One of the main reasons is these incredible machine-like mules.

If it weren't for the big mule who could completely solve the logistical problem, would he dare to raid five hundred miles alone?

"Relying on these big mules to keep warm? Is that okay?"

"Is it really okay to eat this?"

Looking at the cheerful mules gnawing on sea buckthorn and creeping vines, Huang Baowang's vigilance decreased slightly.

Since the mules eat their own food, it means they are edible and tastes good to them.

But definitely don't be careless...

As a veteran, a veteran who has been on the battlefield for five years, Huang Baowang only trusts his own eyes for what determines the success or failure of the mission.

There must be no problem with these mules, otherwise this mission will be completely useless...
I'm fine now, not too tired...

Then take some time to observe the situation of these mules, prepare early, and deal with problems later...
(End of this chapter)