Bright Sword: Infinite Logistics

The morning’s offensive drill came to an end: two platoons, supported by artillery fire, quickly rushed into the enemy’s established positions and annihilated the “enemy” at the fastest speed possible – dismantling ammunition boxes and using wooden targets.

Although the content of the exercise was not much, and the number of times the two armies cooperated was relatively limited, the effect of this exercise was actually quite good. At least it allowed the soldiers of the 358th Regiment to see how the New 1st Regiment attacked. Understanding is the prerequisite for cooperation. If there is a next time, the performance of the 358th Regiment will definitely be much better.

"You guys were such a mess this morning! You were outclassed by the Eighth Route Army the whole time and had no choice but to follow them. When the Eighth Route Army charged, there were always people suppressing and shooting. What about you? Your team was scattered and you couldn't charge as fast as them!"

The platoon of the 358th Regiment participating in the exercise was gathering for a speech. Their company commander looked furious at the moment, and he kept shouting at the whole platoon. But among the dozens of people in the platoon, no one stood up to refute, and all of them lowered their heads and took the scolding obediently.

When the exercise was just over, the company commander was called by the battalion commander and scolded. The sound could be heard across half of the camp. The company commander must have been very angry, so it was normal for him to take it out on them.

"The content of this afternoon's exercise is joint defense. Defensive warfare is our forte, so we must not make any mistakes! If the Eighth Route Army underestimates us, it will not only be our loss of face! Do you have confidence?"

"Yes!" the soldiers shouted one after another.

To be selected to participate in the military exercise, their strength and ambition were among the best in the entire battalion. Now they were almost unable to show their ability to eat in front of the Eighth Route Army, and they were scolded by their superiors, and they were also holding back their anger.

"Disband!"

The company commander turned around and walked to the platoon leader. His voice finally returned to normal: "Today's lunch is provided by the Eighth Route Army. You will lead the team to that yard over there later. It's rare for the Eighth Route Army to be generous. It would be a waste if we didn't take advantage of it. Let the brothers eat to their heart's content!"

"Okay!" the platoon leader nodded.

The company commander walked a few steps before turning back and reminding, "Don't eat too much, or it will affect our afternoon operations."

……

The canteen is a courtyard in a nearby village. The original owner was a small landlord. After the Japanese invaders came, the nearby landlords were afraid that the Japanese invaders' rule would harm their interests, and they planned to unite and talk to the Japanese invaders. But this kid was determined to follow the Japanese invaders. He was the first to become a traitor, and was finally appointed by the Japanese invaders as the chairman of the Qin County Maintenance Association, and he enjoyed a period of glory.

Until recently, the local armed forces in Qin County received a batch of weapons support. Under the plan of the new leader Lao Zhang, two ruthless men found this guy on the street with pistols in their pockets and performed an emptying of the magazine in public. Since then, the defense in the county has been upgraded to a higher level, and this yard has been vacated.

"Don't push, don't push. Don't worry, there's plenty of meat! Come one by one!"

"Today's meal is sorghum rice with wild vegetables, and two tablespoons of stewed meat per person."

"Comrades from the New 1st Regiment, please make way and let the brothers from the 358th Regiment get their meals first!"

The yard did not become deserted because of the loss of its original owner, but became more lively. When the people of the 358th Regiment approached the yard and smelled the aroma of meat, they no longer formed a formation and rushed in all at once. After following the smell to the source, they immediately raised their field lunch boxes and asked for meat. If the soldiers of the kitchen squad had not been quick to close the door, they might have rushed directly into the kitchen.

Judging from the paper standards alone, the food of the Shanxi Suiyuan Army should be better than that of the Eighth Route Army. But in reality, due to various reasons, the paper data is basically not implemented, and only the most direct troops can enjoy it. Although Chu Yunfei is not as evil as other officers, and even tries his best to ensure the food treatment, the scale of the 358th Regiment is really expanding too fast, and the old officers often block the supplies. It is his limit to ensure that he does not often go hungry. Want to eat some meat occasionally? Chu Yunfei himself is only entitled to this treatment.

The platoon leader walking behind looked at the Eighth Route Army soldiers who were pushed to the side but not impatient and full of emotion, and sighed silently. I'm afraid that his company commander's face will not be restored. The afternoon exercise has not started yet, but the winner has already been decided at lunch...

After sighing, the platoon leader also held the lunch box in his hand and squeezed into the crowd. The company commander lost face, so he lost it. Anyway, he couldn't stop it. It was a rare opportunity to eat meat, so he must not let it go!

There weren't many people in a platoon, so the kitchen staff quickly filled their lunch boxes. Without being told, the soldiers found a spot in the yard to sit down and wolfed down their food, fearing that the Eighth Route Army would change its mind and take back the food. The Eighth Route Army soldiers who had just been pushed out by them also lined up again.

"Brother, do you mind if I sit next to you?"

The soldier of the 358th Regiment looked up and saw an Eighth Route Army soldier sitting down next to him with a lunch box.

He looked at the Eighth Route Army soldier in front of him, and his Adam's apple moved up and down involuntarily. Compared with them, the equipment of the Eighth Route Army soldier in front of him was luxurious: a Type 38 rifle with an optical sight, a steel helmet with a helmet cover, a brand new bayonet, a cold-proof camouflage uniform, and combat boots with dirt on his feet... If you didn't know, you would think that the soldier in front of him was a soldier from a powerful country in the world.

"I don't mind." The soldiers of the 358th Regiment slurped the broth and put some sorghum rice into their mouths.

As the saying goes, a man who has eaten a person's food will be soft-hearted. The meat in the lunch box was given by the Eighth Route Army. He just asked to sit next to you. It's hard to refuse, right? As for what to talk about after sitting down, let's talk. What military secrets can he leak?
"Brother, what's your name? When were you born? Where are you from?" After the Eighth Route Army soldier sat down, he started asking questions while eating.

"Just call me Zhao Daqing. I forgot the year I was born, but I'm twenty this year and from Xiangning." The soldier from the 358th Regiment took another bite and asked, "What about you?"

"Lin Zhengping, my name was given to me by the political commissar. I'm from Rehe and I'm 28 this year. The Japanese burned my home, so I fought them to the end. I've been fighting for six or seven years, and I've been a member of the Eighth Route Army for two years." Lin Zhengping sighed softly: "What about you?"

"On November 29, the Japanese invaders arrived at Baigou Village. Of the 48 people in the village, only four survived because they went to the city. My brother and I were homeless, so we decided to join the army." Zhao Daqing's voice dropped noticeably: "It's a pity that we were separated. I was in the 358th Regiment, and my brother was in the 213th Brigade."

November 39th, which is January 1th of 19, is almost a year.

Lin Zhengping put down his chopsticks and patted Zhao Daqing on the shoulder: "Great, revenge is needed, grievances are meted out! You brothers are brave! I like it! The 213th Brigade fought well in Taohua Cave in July, and it was even published in our monthly magazine... What a pity!"

The two of them suddenly fell silent. Lin Zhengping picked up the lunch box and started eating, but Zhao Daqing's face changed a few times, and he felt that the rice in his mouth suddenly didn't smell so good.

The 213th Brigade is part of the new army, in other words, it is one of Commander Yan's main targets now.

Lin Zhengping was silent for more than a minute, finishing off the food in his lunch box, and then he looked up at Zhao Daqing again: "Brother Zhao, why don't you join the Eighth Route Army? We can eat meat together and fight the devils together. The most important thing is that you can fight side by side with your brothers without worrying about pointing your gun at the wrong person."

Zhao Daqing and Lin Zhengping looked at each other, lowered their heads silently, and started eating. (End of this chapter)