Bright Sword: Infinite Logistics

Chapter 14 Canned Meat

On July [-]th, the sky was clear and the air was clear, and the wind was blowing and the clouds were cheering.

If a poet visits the mountains and rivers and visits here, he might even leave a piece of calligraphy that becomes a good story.

But those who can take in these scenery at this moment have neither the talent of a poet nor the leisure and elegance to compose poems.They looked nervously as they looked at the hundreds of busy Eighth Route Army soldiers at the foot of the mountain, looking like a disaster was imminent.

"I just said that we shouldn't have driven away that Eight-Roader. Look at this, this... there are hundreds of people blocking the entrance of our village. What should we do?"

"Yes, they are such a powerful force, with tens of thousands of people. If they really want to deal with us, wouldn't it be easier?"

"The Eighth Route Army is the master who gives the devils trouble every day. On the other hand, we dealt with the devils last time and lost a dozen brothers..."

Dozens of bandits gathered on the mountainside, from silence at first to whispers now.Obviously, the scene at the foot of the mountain had eliminated their will to fight and made them lose their former arrogance.

"Master, what should we do now?"

As the sound gradually became louder, many bandits focused their attention on their leader.It was a man wearing black clothes and a black hat, with a medium build and a fierce face.There were two short guns stuck in his waist, one was a shell gun and the other was a tortoise box.

"Look at you one by one, those gangsters haven't even attacked yet, yet you're so cowardly! Have you forgotten what my name is? Have you forgotten where I got this gun?"

The bandit leader said, patting the tortoise box on his waist.

The eyes of the bandits lit up, but soon dimmed again.

Bao Zhong, the "Zhensanshan", this name is definitely loud enough in the neighborhood. Let alone ordinary people, even several other nearby villages have to hide away after hearing the name.Although the three in the "three mountains" is an imaginary number and refers to several nearby mountains, it is far behind compared with the Eight Roads.Three mountains?If you control the three mountains, can you control the three divisions of the Eighth Route Army?
As for the tortoise box, if another bandit had this gun on his waist, it meant that he might have beaten the Japanese.The Japs have strong combat capabilities and are also invaders. Being able to seize the Bastard Box shows that they are both strong and morally sound.The righteousness of family and country is a plus in many circles.

But this gun has a completely different meaning on Bao Zhong.

The Eighth Route Army did not like this gun. The main regiment had very little equipment, and most of the captured equipment was given to local troops.The bastard box in Bao Zhong's waist was snatched from the district squadron of the Eighth Route Army a few days ago.

"The Eighth Route Army is indeed powerful, but what can it do? Can he still pull tens of thousands of people down the mountain?" Bao Zhong took a few steps: "Don't be afraid of the Eighth Route Army at the bottom of the mountain. They are just a battalion. They can attack the mountain stronghold. ?"

"The Eighth Route Army is extremely poor. Each person has only three bullets in his hand! Do you think the Eighth Route Army has the firepower of the Japanese? Let's just stay on guard for a few days and let these Eighth Route Army retreat before they get into trouble."

"Guard the stronghold for me these days. If the Eighth Route Army cannot attack us, they will definitely not waste time here with us. Don't worry! When has my town of Sanshan ever suffered a loss?"

After all these words, Bao Zhong successfully stabilized the people of the village, but failed to restore morale.To put it bluntly, his method is like being a coward, which is equivalent to directly admitting that he can't beat him and that there is nothing he can do about it.
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At the same time, the atmosphere at the foot of the mountain was completely different. The more than 300 soldiers in the first battalion were as happy as the Chinese New Year.

"I heard there is meat for lunch today?"

"Yes, yes, the box I just moved is canned pork. The instructor said he would give everyone a good meal today!"

"Hey, why are you thinking about eating meat? Look over there, look at those thirty boxes, they are full of bullets!" Li Yunlong led a battalion straight to the foot of Dayou Mountain early in the morning, blocking the road to the village.Two companies were responsible for setting up camp and setting up positions, while another company followed Meng Zhige to carry the supplies that had been delivered.

The position has now been set up and supplies have been transported to the camp.

"Let's go and see the supplies provided by Brother Meng." Li Yunlong led Zhang Dabiao towards the temporary warehouse where the supplies were stacked.

Meng Zhige was talking with the instructor of the first company. When he saw Li Yunlong coming with Zhang Dabiao, he couldn't help but take another look at Zhang Dabiao.

Li Yunlong's right-hand man in the TV series was only the acting battalion commander of the first battalion at this time, and he looked much younger than he remembered.The hat on his head is worn properly, and I don’t know if the habit of throwing hats in the TV series has been retained.

"Old Li, you're here just in time. This is the list of supplies. Take a look." Meng Zhige handed a piece of paper to Li Yunlong's hand.

Li Yunlong took the list and glanced at it, with a troubled expression on his face: "Brother Meng, you said I can't read either..."

"Why don't you study harder if you can't read?" Meng Zhige rolled his eyes at Li Yunlong: "You still have the nerve to say that the receipt for the quinine pills last time was written by Director Luo, and you can't even write your own name."

"Old Li is stupid, so he is not the material for studying. I am the slowest learner of organizational culture in the army. This talent is here, where can I reason." Li Yunlong immediately changed his face and started acting like a rogue. Come.

Meng Zhige laughed: "If you don't want to learn, you won't learn. I'm too lazy to force you. Just don't regret it when the time comes."

"What's there to regret? I've been fighting for so many years without being educated." Li Yunlong smiled, a smile that would make him want to slap himself in the mouth in the future.

Meng Zhige shook his head and ended the topic: "Let's talk about this batch of supplies. The fifty boxes here are canned pork, a total of five hundred cans, one can weighs one kilogram, [-]% is meat, and the rest are ingredients. It’s ready to eat right out of the can and can also be used for cooking.”

As he spoke, Meng Zhige took Li Yunlong and Zhang Dabiao to a pile of corrugated boxes, opened a small box of cans, and took out one: "This can is made of three pieces of tinplate, one can body, two The bottom of the jar is covered with a lid. The shelf life is 24 months. You can only use a knife or a can opener to open it."

Originally, Meng Zhige wanted to get a pull-tab can, but he didn't expect that the easy-open lid on the top of the can didn't start to appear until 63, and there were penalties for using the system to redeem it.In the end, he went back and chose this difficult-to-open can.

But Li Yunlong didn't have so many worries.These days, considering the strength of the can and the convenience of manufacturing, military cans in various countries are three-piece cans that are difficult to open, and Japanese cans are no exception.Li Yunlong and others obviously have a lot of experience in opening this kind of can.

"Five hundred cans of meat!" Zhang Dabiao stared. He seemed to smell the aroma of meat, and his Adam's apple moved up and down.

Nowadays, the quality of the Japanese canned meat is quite good, and it is completely different from the garbage that was full of blood and sewer in the later period. Every time the troops seize the Japanese canned meat, they can open the meat and improve the food.This time, five hundred cans came, which was enough to last for a long time.

"These cans come in several different flavors. Remember to pay attention before opening them. Also, don't save yourself from eating. There will be cans every time in the future. This is specially used to improve the physical fitness of the soldiers." Meng Zhige looked at it. Li Yunlong glanced at him and said: "If your physique is not good enough, whether you are marching or bayoneting, the soldiers will suffer. Lao Li, you should understand."

"I know that." Li Yunlong frowned, obviously thinking of the Japanese's prowess with bayonets.

"Okay!" Meng Zhige showed a smile: "I will supervise you. I will not turn on the small stove for lunch today and eat it with you."

(End of this chapter)