Ming Zuo

Chapter 1706
The autumn of Qilian Mountain has a solemn and solemn beauty.

If the poets of the Tang Dynasty passed through this place, they would definitely leave many famous works.

As the saying goes, "the mountains are low and the clouds are blue, and the land is wide and the rocks are short of water sources." However, those who are in it must not have the heart to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

In the middle of the ravine, the soldiers of the National Defense Forces have been lying down for a day.Even if you are wearing warm clothes, the heat will be lost quickly.

But without orders, no one dared to move.

Soldiers are willing to endure any hardship in order to complete the task.

In the mountains in the distance, several figures rushed towards him quickly.

"Company commander, we have found the location of the horse bandit."

Zheng Chenggong had already sat up, feeling extremely excited.

"where is it?"

Like Dahu, outstanding young people quickly emerged in the army.

During the period of stationing in Hami, in order to ensure the tranquility of the area, the Northwest Strategic Group launched a large-scale bandit suppression operation.

Although the horse bandits' combat effectiveness is not strong, they come and go like the wind, and hide among the people. In many cases, the people and the bandits are indistinguishable, which really caused great trouble to the security of the National Defense Forces.

In response to this situation, the National Defense Forces cooperated with the local government in Gansu and adopted a two-pronged approach.

On the one hand, the government came forward to organize a number of major projects to mobilize the impoverished people to exchange income and food through labor.

On the one hand, the National Defense Forces launched a powerful attack to thoroughly attack all bandits.

After receiving the benefits, the people's lives improved, and they naturally cherished them all the more, and naturally drew a clear line between them and the bandits.

Not only that, the people also provided a lot of information.

After all, although these bandits hide among the people, they often regard the people as targets of robbery.

The people have hated it for a long time, but they were helpless before.

Now with the support of the National Defense Forces and the care of the government, the people are of course most eager to eliminate banditry.

But without the cover of the people, these vicious bandits immediately had nowhere to hide in this vast neighboring area.

After more than half a year of fighting against bandits, most of the bandits were brought to justice, and the Hexi Corridor was wiped out.

Only a few of the most stubborn bandits retreated into the Qilian Mountains, trying to rely on the complex terrain to deal with the National Defense Forces.

They call themselves local snakes, and they are more familiar with the terrain here, and they think that the National Defense Forces dare not enter the mountain at all.

Where did you expect that the Wehrmacht hadn't fought any battles?
What enemy has not been defeated?

How can a mere mountain and a mere horse bandit scare the National Defense Forces?
The 143rd company where Zheng Chenggong is located is on the front line of suppressing bandits.

The uncles and uncles above also intended to give him a chance to exercise, so they sent him to the most dangerous front line.

This is the custom in the military.

Although there are contacts that can be taken care of, but if you want to get ahead, you have to show your real skills.

As for whether there will be an accident, whether it will die in battle...

Soldiers fought bloody battles on the battlefield, and horse leather shrouds were.

The birth of a general in the army is the most cruel, but it is really a big wave washing the sand.Those who can survive to the end and go to the highest place need a certain amount of luck in addition to their outstanding military exploits.

Zheng Chenggong is not afraid of suffering, nor is he afraid of death.

As the well-deserved No.1 among the graduates of Shangdu No. [-] Middle School, he was dubbed the "Pride of Heaven" very early on.

He will never be sorry for those compliments.

After coming to the Northwest Strategic Cluster, he did well.In several battles, he charged forward and was injured and could not go to the line of fire.

It is also the credit of one person who captured 27 horse bandits, which caused a sensation in the whole army.

Moreover, in several military competitions, his skills are among the best, and his military quality is far superior to that of the same period.

The suggestions made to the superiors many times have played a miraculous effect on optimizing the rules and regulations in the army.

If such a person is not promoted, who can be promoted?

"The horse bandits are at Tianwangding, thirty miles away. They have been chased by us for a while, and they have suffered heavy losses. They dare not come out, and have not found us for the time being."

Zheng Chenggong was overjoyed by the scout's report.

"Okay, let everyone relax, live and cook right away, and raid Tianwangding tonight."

Since the enemy is thirty miles away, there is no danger of being exposed.

Take a good rest and recover your physical fitness before the battle to ensure a smooth battle.

The soldiers who had been lurking for a day finally got a smile on their faces when they got the order, and immediately got busy.

The iron pot is set up, the firewood is burning vigorously, clear soybean oil is poured into the pot, and various ingredients are also ready.

"In such a cold day, it would be great if I could cook a bowl of soup!"

Huang Jiaming muttered while lighting the fire.

Luo Shun spit at him when he heard the words.

"Soup making? It's a beautiful idea. You don't even look at it. Where is this place? How can you make soup?"

While talking, a large handful of peppers were thrown into the pot, and the choking smell immediately permeated.

Huang Jiaming couldn't take it anymore, tears came out from coughing.

"You put chili again? Wouldn't you do something else?"

Luo Shuncai was wielding the shovel.

"You said that the weather is cold, you can eat some chili to keep out the cold."

"Then you don't need to put so much chili, just a little."

Looking at Huang Jiaming's gesticulating fingers, Luo Shuncai was very disdainful.

"People in Sichuan always soak chili peppers in their drinking water. Does it taste good if you order it?"

Huang Jiaming is very serious.

"It's already very spicy."

"Oh my god, what a waste of frying these chili peppers, just throw it into the fire pit and burn it, and it will be fragrant with white wine."

Wang Songxi also came over, very dissatisfied with Luo Shuncai's way of handling the peppers.

An angry Luo Shun pointed at him and cursed.

"Barbarian!"

"This is how we eat land in the Northeast."

"We Cantonese don't like chili!"

Hearing the chatter of his comrades, Luo Shun threw the shovel away with a bang.

"Damn it, I'm not satisfied with you doing it yourself."

A group of people immediately fell silent.

Because apart from Luo Shuncai, other people's cooking skills...

The dissatisfaction was successfully suppressed, the food was cooked quickly, and a group of people got together again.

Luo Shuncai kept picking peppers with his chopsticks, put them all into his own bowl, and mixed it with rice, the more he ate it, the sweeter it became.

Huang Jiaming pinched his nose and tried his best to pick a place that wasn't red. Finally, he found a little bit of meat foam. He tried to take a few deep breaths, then closed his eyes and stuffed the meat foam into his mouth, while digging into the rice.

One piece of minced meat ate half a bowl of rice, and then quickly unscrewed the kettle and drank it.

Wang Song liked to take a bite of chili, so he grinned for a long time, but he still wanted to eat it. As a result, his spicy facial features were distorted, and he continued to eat.

"Can't you eat chili?"

Zheng Chenggong didn't know when he sat beside Huang Jiaming, and took out an iron box with him. When he opened it, it turned out to be braised pig's trotters with a rich sauce, sweet and not greasy.

Huang Jiaming only took one look, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Is this a Longjiang pig's foot?"

Zheng Chenggong pushed it to him.

"Eat it quickly. I made it myself, and I don't know if it's authentic or not."

The familiar taste entered his mouth, and Huang Jiaming couldn't stop crying.

"Commander, you are so kind to me."

Looking at the cute little soldier, Zheng Chenggong was very pleased.

"I'm from Fujian, and I understand the difficulty for you to serve as soldiers here. But one has to adapt to the environment, so take it slowly."

"The company commander is from Fujian?"

Hearing Zheng Chenggong's hometown, Huang Jiaming's eyes lit up.

This prodigal child, what's going on?
For some reason, Zheng Chenggong only felt chilly.

(End of this chapter)