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Chapter 370 Chapter 369, guerrillas in action

Chapter 370 Chapter 369, guerrillas in action
A team composed entirely of veterans has formidable mobility and combat effectiveness.

The white dry rice was poured with a spoonful of broth, and large pieces of meat were slapped tremblingly on the rice, and the soldiers picked it up and ate it.

No one is going to compare why the deputy monitor of the precision shooter next to him has two pieces of meat, and why the frightened Li Yuexuan has three pieces of meat.If you want to eat more, then perform well in the next battle and kill more enemies.

Everyone was eating as fast as they could, and Chef Fan brought over cabbage and egg drop soup.After eating and drinking soup, we put our water bottles together, and everyone spread out their backpacks and went to sleep.

Outside the door, soldiers from the guard platoon were naturally in charge of standing guard.

While everyone was sleeping soundly, Chef Fan led people into the courtyards again.Then, bowls of decoction boiled by Sun Langzhong's prescription were drunk by the awakened soldiers, and there were cooking soldiers beside them to fill the soldiers' kettles with boiling water.

Then, the entire guerrilla camp fell into silence...

"Head, this is sent by Chef Fan of the guerrilla team, you see?" Chef Fan also sent the decoction to the regiment's station, but there was only one bowl.

"Old Fan, I'm sorry to trouble you! It's been a long time since I've had the doctor's soup!" Before the people around could stop him, Zhao Fengnian gulped down the medicine, and then sighed: "Don't be nervous, the doctor and Lao Fan are the first Those who joined the guerrillas followed. There must be hundreds of soldiers rescued by the doctor, right?"

"If you count the time when the 772 regiment collectively suffered from the cold and cough, it would be more than a few hundred. If you only count the wounded rescued by the doctor in the field medical station, there will be more than 200!" Chef Fan said.

"Well, you all have contributed, go back, it's not easy to be a cook!" Zhao Fengnian said.

"It's okay! Changyi assigned all the thorns to the cooking soldiers, and there are more than 30 young and strong young men to help me, so I can handle it!" Chef Fan smiled honestly.

"Then you can manage it?" Zhao Fengnian asked.

"Is there anything I can't control? My old Fan is a cook, but I also have two-handed weapons! Besides, they are all young children, so they should be treated as my own younger brothers. People's hearts are full of flesh. If you influence them and stimulate them, you will be fine." It has grown up!" Chef Fan said.

"This is Changyi's idea for you, right? But why does that kid care so much about the cooking soldiers? Do you have to make the cooking soldiers the strongest? I don't understand what Changyi's little head is thinking! You Go back and act on time tonight!" Zhao Fengnian raised his hand and said.

"Okay, I'm going back! This time the bandit suppression is over, I'm afraid we will have to live in Jiuzhai for a long time. Do you have any orders from the captain? I will take it back to Changyi?" The people of the road are full of gratitude.

"Tell him: Take care of yourself and make more weapons! Let's do the killing of devils! He will get the weapons for killing devils!" Zhao Fengnian said after thinking for a while.

"Okay, I'll definitely bring it!" Chef Fan nodded and went back to the guerrilla camp.

Eight hours passed in a flash, and it was already past two o'clock at night, and the sleeping soldiers were awakened.

No one was annoyed, no one panicked, but with a quick slap in the face, he picked up the backpack and hung the water bottle that was gathered together on his body.

At this time, Chef Fan, who had been sleeping for a few hours, brought the cooking soldiers to the yard again.

"Ginseng Chicken Soup, one bowl for one person, white noodle steamed buns for two people, eat quickly, you only have 10 minutes!" Chef Fan moved quickly, and a grate of steamed buns could be distributed to the soldiers in a few strokes.

Still no one spoke, the soldiers ate steamed buns in one hand and soup bowls in the other, eating quickly.The freshly steamed steamed buns are already delicious, and with the slightly ginseng flavor, the salty and mild chicken soup can solve a steamed bun in almost three or five mouthfuls.

After 15 minutes, Chef Fan and the others had already returned to the kitchen, and they had already tied up the cooking guy and were ready to carry them away.

On the streets of Daokou, more than 600 guerrillas have already assembled.There are three companies in the team, the company commander is Zhou Changfa Zhang Henshui and the others; there is a guard platoon, the platoon leader is Lin Zhishou; there is an assault reinforcement platoon composed of precision shooters, machine gun teams and rocket launchers, the platoon leader is Li Yuexuan, and the deputy platoon leader It's Li Erniu.

In addition, there is a heavy firepower platoon formed by Lei Dapeng and the others, and an engineer platoon specialized in directional mines and landmines. The platoon leader is Lao Bi.

Of course, this is not the point. The point is that Sun Langzhong is also in the team, leading a team of 35 people. This is the guerrilla field rescue team.

It can be said that the guerrilla is already a combat unit with complete front-line operations and logistical support.And they are all composed of veterans who have seen blood and killed people.If such a battalion is placed in the hands of others, it will be expanded into a regiment in minutes.

But now, the guerrillas are still the size of a battalion, and no one is thinking of taking the guerrillas away to expand.

At the forefront of the team, Lai Dongxing looked at his team from beginning to end.Even if he can only get an overview of the team with the help of the dim light of the flashlight, it is enough to make him proud.

"Let's go!" Lai Dongxing waved his hand, leading the team to run outside the town.

"Lao Lai, you went to the regiment headquarters to hold a meeting. What is our mission?" Hu Sihai finally couldn't help asking ten miles out of town.

"Our task is to use the fastest speed to go straight to the southwest of Tangyin County and stop the fleeing bandit army!" Lai Dongxing said.

"Just our battalion?" Hu Sihai was surprised.

"What's wrong with a battalion? Could it be that these weapons of ours can't stop the three thousand fleeing bandit troops? Besides, isn't there an old captain leading people to act together!" Lai Dongxing said.

"Then how do we determine the location of the bandit army? Just rely on this radio station?" Hu Sihai was a little worried.

"Old Hu, have you heard of hunting in ancient times? We have more than [-] troops from the Zhangnan Corps, plus the cooperation of guerrillas from all over the country, and have already driven the bandits in the direction we set. If the chasing troops are brave enough , I'm afraid we don't even have a chance to fight!" Lai Dongxing said.

"Okay, comrades, let's run, sharp knife squad, we must keep an eye on the direction!" Hu Sihai helped to rectify the team.

The guerrilla team started with a five-kilometer cross-country, followed by an hour's walk, then accelerated to a 10-kilometer cross-country...and finally arrived in the southwest of Tangyin County in broad daylight.

"Don't get me wrong, don't shoot! Your own people!" Near a village, guerrilla guerrillas shouted in Xingtai dialect when they met a tall young man dressed as a commoner.

"Sunrise in the east!" shouted the vanguard squad leader.

 After nine days of hard work in the hospital, my father was fine, luckily, luckily!In a few days, I can be discharged from the hospital.

  Thank you readers for your support, so that I can support my family with my income from writing books, and I also have time to spend time with my parents, wives and children.

  I don't remember whether my old father fed me when I was a child, but these days I'm feeding and drinking my father spoon by spoon.

  It has also been done with feces and urine.

  I only hope that my old father will recover soon, and I also hope that in a few decades, there will be someone who can let me call him dad.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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