My client Li Yunlong

Chapter 9 White-flour buns and morale!
at dusk,

The huge Liao County prisoner of war camp sand table, made of yellow clay and wood, supervised and rushed by Kong Jie personally, appeared in the square in front of Yangcun.

Branch machine guns, ammunition boxes, sentry towers made of wooden planks, prisoner-of-war camp buildings made of wooden planks, ammunition boxes, and sandbags, rattan barbed wire, and Japanese soldiers made of clay figurines.

Everything is almost exactly the same as in the Liao County prisoner of war camp.

Kong Jie is comparing photos and structural drawings to make final inspections.

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at the same time.

In the Independent Regiment Department.

"Captain, the second battalion has been assembled."

Zhang Dabiao reported to Li Yunlong.

Those selected from the independent regiment are all combat backbones, including many grassroots company, platoon and class officer cadres.

Although there was only one company commander among the soldiers from the new regiment, Sun Desheng, most of them were led by Li Yunlong, who had rich combat experience, and Zhang Dabiao also commanded them smoothly.

He was able to organize and integrate the troops in such a short period of time.

"it is good."

"Distribute all the second batch of weapons I brought."

"The cavalry has also been arranged."

Li Yunlong gave orders to Zhang Dabiao.

"Yes."

Zhang Dabiao went to execute it immediately.

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Also at the same time.

In the gang room.

The cooking platoon leader is busy with more than 20 soldiers in the platoon, preparing food for the second battalion that will set off tomorrow. Because of the shortage of manpower, he also called in cooking teams from several other battalions and companies.

Dozens of soldiers rolled up their sleeves, kneading dough and spreading out pancakes.

In a row of large stoves, blazing flames rose, in each large pot, boiling water rolled, and hot steam rose along the layers of steamers. The entire kitchen was covered with a layer of mist.

There is a rich fragrance in the mist.

It is the aroma of pure white noodles, the original taste derived from the finest ingredients.

Thinking that today all the soldiers in the regiment can eat white flour steamed buns, and that they can also eat them, all the cooks are very motivated.

"This white flour..."

"The finest goods."

"Where did the leader get it from?"

"So much more."

He took out a cooked steamed bun from the stove, then stuffed a new steamed bun into it, and then turned over several steamed steamed buns that were being cooked. The leader of the cooking line was amazed.

He has lived for more than 30 years and has been in the army for more than four years. Although he was not suitable for fighting on the front line due to poor health, he still worked as a cook for more than four years and became the cook platoon leader of an independent regiment, managing the food for the entire group.

Although life in the Eighth Route Army was hard, there were times when meat and white noodles were available, and he had eaten a lot of them.

But I have never seen white noodles of such good quality.

Whether it's the fragrance, color, or texture, it's all top-notch. Even those white noodles seized from the Japanese can't keep up with it.

And their new leader, Li Yunlong, gained more than 1 kilograms in one go.

I have long heard about Li Yunlong and Captain Li. He is senior and capable, but he has more than 1 kilograms of the finest white flour. In this year and age, it is not easy to get hold of this territory in Jin.

More than 1 kilograms, enough for the whole group to eat white flour steamed buns for several days.

Even if you go to Taiyuan to buy, you may not be able to buy so many and of such good quality if you have money.

"Yes."

"This kind of white noodles is five minutes more expensive than the usual ones on the market."

The leader of the cooking class agreed.

"Hurry up and get to work."

After finishing his emotion, the cook platoon leader urged:

"Try to prepare enough food for the soldiers of the second battalion as soon as possible."

"Yes."

While busy, dustpan after dustpan of white-flour steamed buns are freshly baked.

Steamed bun is a general term for a type of food.

Includes all foods made with flour that are portable and do not contain fillings.Steamed buns, oiled buns, baked buns, roasted buns, fired buns... Steamed buns are steamed buns.

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after an hour.

Night gradually falls,

There are few clouds in the sky tonight, a crescent moon hangs high in the sky, and the moonlight shines brightly.

It's a good night.

However, in February in Jin, even if there is no biting cold wind, the weather is still biting.

"no problem."

Kong Jie determined that the huge sand table was exactly the same as the Liao County prisoner of war camp.

ten minutes later.

"All distributed!"

Zhang Dabiao also completed the statistics and distribution of equipment.

The 270-person combat backbone of the Second Battalion was equipped with a total of thirty Czech-style, 180 twenty-shot rifles.

Grenades and bullets have not been distributed for the time being, but they are piled in a room not far away. Under the moonlight, all the soldiers can see the boxes of ammunition and grenades.

Several regiment soldiers were standing guard with guns next to the ammunition boxes.

The soldiers looked at the brand-new Czech-style rifles in their hands, and then at the ammunition boxes in the distance.

There was a lot of discussion.

Many of them, especially the 120 fighting backbones that Li Yunlong bought from the New Regiment, all had excited eyes and were eager to try.

The soldiers of the Independent Regiment were still unclear about the temper of the new regiment leader. Although the speech of the Wild Wolf Regiment made their blood boil, the simple words lacked longevity.But the soldiers who came from the new regiment knew very well the temper of their old regiment leader.

When Captain Li was in the New Regiment, Quan Ke was never honest. He was either fighting the Japanese or the puppet troops, or he was on the way to fight the Japanese or the puppet troops.

Now, so many elite soldiers have gathered, and brand-new high-quality weapons have been distributed. As soldiers holding guns and fighting on the front line with the Japanese, they are familiar with weapons and equipment. Needless to say, they can best feel the power of a weapon. Good and bad.

as well as···
“White flour steamed buns!”

I took one bite of the steaming steamed bun sent by the cooking team and felt the delicate texture of the bun, as well as the smoothness and silkiness that passed through my throat after chewing.

A veteran of the Independence Regiment who looked quite old, probably close to 40 years old, his eyes lit up and he blurted out immediately.

White flour steamed buns are the general name for steamed buns made with pure white flour.

Whether it is steamed buns, pancakes, or sesame buns made entirely from white flour, they can all be called white-flour steamed buns. They are popular because they have a delicate taste and are easy to digest.

But the price is high, and even landlords can rarely eat white-flour steamed buns every day.

"good to eat."

Then, he swallowed two baked buns and two steamed buns in his hands in a few mouthfuls. After drinking the white-flour bun soup brought by the cooking team, he burped intoxicatedly.

After eating the pure white flour steamed buns, his back straightened even more.

My body no longer shivered slightly.

A thin cotton coat seems to be able to block the biting cold wind in northwest Shanxi.

"Hey, it's really white flour steamed buns!"

Next to him, another thin young soldier from the new group also took a bite, and his eyes suddenly lit up:

"This tastes better than what we had before at the house of a big landowner and traitor."

"It looks like there's something big going on."

He also stuffed the white-flour steamed buns into his mouth in a few mouthfuls, then drank the steamed bun soup in one gulp, and touched his belly with satisfaction. The two of them looked at each other and said in unison.

New gun.

Plenty of ammunition.

Delicious white flour buns.

There must be big action.

"Comrade, what's your name?"

asked the young warrior from the new regiment.

"My name is Wang Xikui, what's yours?"

The old warrior tightened his arms around the new Czech.

As the top sharpshooter of the independent regiment, although Wang Xikui is best at rifles, he can also play smoothly with a mobile pistol.Not much worse than a rifle.

"My name is Liu Shun."

The young soldier smiled with white teeth:
"You can call me Liu Hou'er, because I run very fast, faster than a monkey."

He then added:
"After eating this white flour steamed bun, I can run faster."

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"Hey····"

After the sand table was completed, Kong Jie had been standing diagonally in front of the team. Looking at the new second battalion in front of him, he couldn't help but let out a laugh.

The new second battalion has a total strength of 270 people.

Although they enlisted in the army at different times, some for several years, and some for less than a year, without exception, they are all the backbone of the battle who have experienced more than a dozen actual combats and survived.

A battalion-level unit composed entirely of veterans with rich combat experience. The battalion commander is Zhang Dabiao. The equipment is all brand-new imported shell guns, Czech style, with sufficient ammunition.

There is no need to worry about combat effectiveness.

Very capable.

With the same strength, they can fight against the Japanese.

However, although veterans have more combat experience and stronger combat effectiveness, in many cases, their morale is not even as strong as that of new recruits.

The war continues till now.

Difficult conditions, not enough to eat, not warm enough to wear, scarce guns, few bullets, facing the Japanese with tanks, planes and cannons, brutal battles and continuous sacrifices.

Even if you are injured, you cannot get effective treatment.
No matter how tough and brave the warrior is, he is not made of steel.

Even Kong Jie, who had been in the army for more than ten years and participated in more than a hundred actual battles, still had times when his morale was low.

Not to mention other warriors?

Many methods have been thought of to enhance the morale of the troops.Although the morale of the troops is good, it can only be said to be good.

And now...

Just a hearty meal of white flour steamed buns and a steaming bowl of steamed buns soup. The morale of the Second Battalion in front of them was completely transformed, like a pack of real hungry wolves.

The effect was much better than Li Yunlong's last speech to the Wild Wolf Group.

"It turns out that improving morale is so simple."

Deputy Captain Kong couldn't help but sigh.

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Behind the platform.

Li Yunlong also took a bite of the fire-roasted buns, then looked at the steamed buns in his hands, tut, tut, tut.

It tastes really good.

It was much better than what he ate in the county.

The ones specially provided by the Japanese officers are not comparable.

In addition to the cooking skills of some independent group cooks, the fundamental reason is the high-grade white noodles from his brother Lu.

but···

The beginning of the 40s was one of the most difficult periods in the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei base area. At this time, not long after the Shanxi Incident, the Japanese prison blockade was gradually launched, and the troops' supplies were extremely difficult.

The staple food for many troops was black beans, which were difficult to digest.

The independent regiment lacks cooking oil, as well as other ingredients, oil buns, baked buns, etc., making it difficult to make large quantities of buns. Considering that to satisfy the entire regiment's soldiers, they can only make some steamed buns, roasted buns, and baked buns.

“There are just a few varieties...”

Captain Li muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)