Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 522 Good mood (Chapter 520, of course you have to be in a good mood, ask for a monthly pass!)

This evening is undoubtedly a joy for the officers and soldiers of the newly established independent battalion.

Whether it is the selection and assessment of the third company, or the "fun match" between several Dalian commanders, the special operations team and the highest officer, they all show a theme.

Our independent camp is the elite!
In war, what is most needed is not equipment or food, but a strong comrade-in-arms.

Only comrades who are strong enough can lead you to live together.

And here is the strongest soldier.

For the first time since the Songjiang War, hundreds of soldiers from the security regiment who had just been incorporated into the Independence Battalion had smiles on their faces.

This is what Tang Dao wanted to do.

He wasn't worried about the Fourth Line Battalion or the Garrison Battalion. He was most worried about the soldiers of the Security Regiment who were continuously downsizing.

Seeing fewer familiar faces every day is an extremely painful psychological torture for soldiers who have fought a hundred battles, not to mention these security guards who were just dawdling in military pay half a month ago!

In normal times, Tang Dao would even be willing to recruit recruits from the young and strong in the countryside for training, and he would not easily choose these security regiment soldiers who were almost finalized. But now it is wartime, he has no choice, and the security regiment soldiers also No choice.

There are more than 1100 people in the independent battalion, and the soldiers of the security regiment account for 500 people. If you add the two or three hundred people who joined the security battalion before, there are even nearly 800 people. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the cornerstone.

Seeing the long-lost relief finally appearing on their faces now, Tang Dao also put down a big stone in his heart.

Tang Dao didn't break his promise. At night, he not only set up a bonfire himself, entertained the eighth company commander under his command with the fragrant roasted sparrows, but also gave the whole army another meal.

Each person has a can of beef, plus two white flour steamed buns and a bowl of horse meat soup, which is enough to make everyone's mouth full.

There is no distinction between northerners and southerners at this time. The northern soldiers who love to eat noodles gobbled it up, but the southern soldiers who like rice also ate with their cheeks raised.

Because, everyone is very clear that the Japanese are now dying, but no one knows when they will attack aggressively. This may be the last good meal of the war.

Not everyone can be as generous as Commander Tang Daying, who can provide two cans of beef in one day, which is even better than the treatment of the Japanese.

This is really not that the officers and soldiers of the independent battalion have a small structure. In fact, the Japanese army, which has a much stronger logistics supply than the Chinese army, has never been as extravagant as Tang Dao.

In 1931, the Japanese Army revised the "Rules for Wartime Provision". According to this rule, the food rations for soldiers during wartime were: 640 grams of main rice, 200 grams of refined wheat, 855 grams of polished rice, or 1020 grams of bread, or 675 grams of biscuits;
Meat: 150 grams of canned meat, the substitute is 200 grams of fresh meat with bones or bacon, or 150 grams of boneless bacon, dried meat with bones, or 150 grams of eggs, or 120 grams of dried meat without bones;
Vegetables: 110 grams of dried vegetables, or 500 grams of fresh vegetables;
Pickles: 40 grams of dried plums or 40 grams of Fushen pickles, and the substitute is 60 grams of bran pickles or salt pickles;
调味料：浓缩酱油20克、食盐12克、味噌粉40克、砂糖15克，代用品为酱油0.1升或味噌75克；
Beverage: 3 grams of tea;
Supplements: 0.4 liters of sake or 0.1 liters of shochu per person per day, 120 grams of sweets, and 20 paper cigarettes.

Just looking at these dazzling food supplies, it is of course awesome, but in fact, during the war, the Japanese army stipulated that individual soldiers should carry six-day rations. If they bring all these things, they will not be able to carry them even if they are exhausted. Rice is a necessity. However, high-energy meat such as meat can only be reduced. It is a very good treatment for ordinary Japanese infantry to eat a can of canned meat a week.

Most of the time, the Japanese army just ate a few cold rice balls to make their stomachs round.

Maybe it's because Battalion Commander Tang's barbecue skills are really good, not to mention that several company commanders are still enjoying themselves, even Tantai Mingyue, who eats less meat every day, can't help but move his index finger. He ate one, and two deputy battalion commanders With a chief of staff and Gu Xishui who was specially called by Tang Dao, 15 of the 14 sparrows were divided, one for each person, and there was an extra one.

Facing the temptation of delicious food, the officer is not easy to handle. Although Lei Xiong wanted to stretch out his hand to take the golden sparrow dripping with oil as his own, unexpectedly several pairs of eyes stared at it maliciously. .

That means clearly, sir, as long as you stretch out your hand first, then don't blame me for being rude, and see who can reach out first if you are close to the water.

Lei Xiong glared, originally wanting to crush these courageous company commanders with the aura of an officer, but unexpectedly, the aura of the several company commanders headed by Cheng Tieshou was not empty at all.

First of all, the hosts and guests that Mr. Tang invites you to barbecue are our eight company commanders. Although your Deputy Battalion Commander Lei is an officer, if you put it nicely, you are accompanying guests, but if you put it bluntly, you are just a loafer. There are no loafers in this world. Still so 'horizontal'?

Secondly, when you are in war, you are the officer, and we must listen to you, but this is a dinner table, and the fight is about whoever is closer and who is faster, and the officer is not easy to handle.

Chinese people generally pay attention to the layout of the seats, and each person's seat position is particular.

The dining table is made of cannonball boxes and is long. Lei Xiong, as the second commander of the independent battalion, naturally sits opposite Tang Dao. Under the knife, the eight company commanders are naturally on one side of the four infantry company commanders, and on the other side of the other four company commanders. The positions of each of them are clearly arranged.

The position of Lieutenant Colonel Lei Da is quite respectable, but the roasted sparrow placed in the center of the table, compared to the company commanders of the "worthy officers", he can only be "out of reach".

It is estimated that he just stretched out his hand, and Cheng Tieshou, the guy closest to him, took the sparrow and stuffed it into his mouth.

The reason why the sparrow can still exude fragrance in the center of the table is probably because no one has reached out its hand first.

'Damn it, even the chief doesn't respect you after having a barbecue, I'll let you fight in the den! Lei Xiong saw that the officer's aura was out of control, so he stopped stretching his hands in a hurry, and instead concentrated on dealing with his own horse broth.

He clearly saw Cheng Tieshou, the shameless old Li Jiujin, who was on the opposite side of the greedy ghost, was eager to try, and when the two of them held hands on top of the roasted sparrow, I would have a 'fisherman's profit'.

Lei Xiong, who is familiar with the personalities of these two subordinates, has actually imagined all the scenarios.

The atmosphere was a little quiet for a while, and the quiet was a little weird.

This made Tang Dao, who personally walked out of the headquarters and ordered two plates of boiled horse meat from the cooking team of the battalion headquarters to return, was slightly taken aback. What's wrong with these guys?Didn't eat hot just now?

"Woo! Bark!" Seeing Tang Dao come in, Hammer, who had just finished eating the horse meat on his plate, screamed twice excitedly, staring at the only remaining sparrow on the table, full of longing.

"Haha, so you want to eat barbecue too! Tell me sooner!" Tang Dao laughed, reached out to pick up the roasted sparrow and threw it to the excited hammer who wagged his tail desperately.

As soon as he stretched out his mouth to catch it, the hammer accurately bit the roasted sparrow in his mouth, and he didn't stay in the headquarters at all, he turned around and ran away.

It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, you never act good when you get cheap!

Dog, but I can feel the murderous intent cast by a group of old men silently.

'Fuck!Hammer is becoming more and more like Li Jiujin! Lei Xiong exclaimed as he looked at Hammer, who was running away with lightning speed.

"Mr. Lei, the hammer is Mr. Tang's dog!" Li Jiujin felt aggrieved.

"That's right! Look at Hammer's coquettish back! He really looks like an officer!" Cheng Tieshou, who swallowed his mouth full of saliva in pain, echoed.

Who did Tang Dao and Hammer provoke?
"Pfft!" Tantai Mingyue couldn't help laughing while covering her mouth.

Is this the complaint of a group of men whose food was robbed by a dog?

must be!
The meal in the evening at the Independence Camp was delicious and the mood was great.

But in the headquarters of the No.18 division less than five kilometers away, Ushishima Sadao was not in such a good mood.

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PS: On the first day of December, everyone hurry up to buy a monthly pass!Fengyue please!
(End of this chapter)