The First Order

On the defensive position, the soldiers of the Sixth Combat Brigade used the machine gun to harvest the barbarians.

This battle came suddenly, and the other side retreated very suddenly. The main unit of the expeditionary force had already entered a rest period. If there were no masters saying that they should cooperate internally and externally, they would not have rushed back to the battlefield.

As a result, today's expeditionary army paid a very painful price. Fortunately, the commander will still be able to maintain his sanity, and the barbarian will not be particularly panic when he retreats.

Even so, they lost the lives of more than 3,000 soldiers in this war.

When the soldiers of the Sixth Combat Brigade saw the retreat of the barbarians, cheers erupted suddenly throughout the defensive positions. Although they knew that the war was far from over, and although they knew that the future would still be difficult, it did not prevent them from becoming excited at this moment.

An old soldier danced beside the heavy machine gun: "Seeing that, the barbarian was almost withdrawn from the shooting range just now. The last three shots of Lao Tzu shot through the gap of their shield and hit a barbarian's head. Are you godless? I already told you that Lao Tzu was a sharpshooter. Look at your expression at that time? "

Several soldiers sat on the position and took off their boots decisively, and the entire machine gun position was permeated with the odor of the foot.

The boots are very heavy, and all the soldiers tie the laces of the boots very tightly. Although they will be more sharp in battle, they will panic after a long time.

When everyone took off their boots, someone immediately cheered comfortably.

Today, this battle was fought for 16 hours. There were only four soldiers in a position to change defenses, and everyone was extremely tired.

However, at this moment, the flavour of the meat suddenly fluttered on the defensive position, and some veterans suddenly opened their eyes: "Meat, just the stewed meat, not canned lunch!"

"Can you smell it," the recruit wondered.

"Of course," said the veteran with a grinning smile. "You can tell when you eat lunch and eat vomit. Go and send someone to dinner. Maybe the meat will be finished by other brothers."

After more than ten minutes, dozens of soldiers came back with full aluminum lunch boxes, and said excitedly: "Don't worry about eating, Chief Zhang said that today, eat open, the meat tube is enough!"

The veteran wondered, "Well, where did this meat come from?"

"The brigadier said it was brought back by the young marshal. I heard just now that the young marshal went out and hit five barbarian material transport units this time," the recruit egg said with a smile. "Not only meat but fresh vegetables ! "

The moment you heard about fresh vegetables, you were more excited than when you heard about fresh meat.

Since they came from the northwest to the Central Plains, they have basically eaten carrots, white radishes, and potatoes on the way. Not the Northwest Army is poor, but only this vegetable is convenient for storage.

There is no way to pay attention to food during a march. It is not easy to ensure nutrition and fullness.

Now, the veteran opened the aluminum box and saw green pepper and shredded pork in the lunch box. An old veteran was silent.

In fact, it was just a meal of shredded green pepper, but I didn't know how many memories of his family had been brought back.

When you go out to fight, maybe even a small detail can immerse you in the good times of the past.

The war is cruel. The crueler the environment, the better it will be to support them to continue.

"Homesick," the veteran sighed.

A recruit suddenly asked: "Squad leader, why did you join the army?"

The veteran smiled: "I feel glorious. You used to be on the Zongshi site, so you don't understand. For those in the 178 fortress, being able to defend that fortress is a kind of glory."

"No regrets," the recruit asked.

"What regrets this," said the veteran, holding a lunch box and pulling a bite of green pepper and shredded pork. "When you are old and go to the street to play chess with other old men, you have to mention that you were a soldier in the 178 stronghold when you were young Bing, the old man on the opposite side has to be more polite, I can blow this for a lifetime. "

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After the victory, nothing can make the soldiers happier than a good meal. P5092 watched the soldiers shuttle back and forth near the tent in the cafeteria. He suddenly said solemnly to Ren Xiaosu: "Thank you, young master, these supplies come It was very timely. "

Yesterday, in order to ensure that the defensive positions continued to have food, plans have been made to distribute food for each soldier to half the usual amount, just to last longer.

As a result, just one day, Ren Xiaosu brought back unimaginably huge supplies.

The materials carried by the five transport units were huge, half of them were just scavenged from the tinder by the expeditionary army.

That was the supply of materials left by nearly 100,000 troops. Even if there were not enough left, it was enough to make the Sixth Combat Brigade emergency.

At this moment, Ji Ziang looked at the re-energized atmosphere on the defensive position, and suddenly there was a kind of joy from the heart.

He suddenly felt that men should be fighting with a group of like-minded people in such a place.

Just before he waited for how long he was happy, he suddenly saw Wang Yun smiled and came over: "Lao Ji, you have made a great contribution to this battle, not only disgusting the barbarians, but also emptying the septic tank. You know, Zhang Xiaoman Yesterday I was worried that the septic tank was dug too small. What if the septic tank is full, then you immediately solved the problem. "

Ji Ziang's mouth twitched, he didn't really want to mention his credit ...

But listening to Wang Yun continued to say, "Now, your achievements have spread throughout the Sixth Combat Brigade. Do you know what everyone calls you now?"

Ji Zi'ang had an ominous hunch: "What am I calling?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha," Wang Yun laughed suddenly, "they call you a clean man!"

Ji Ziang: "?????"

"How about this title?" Wang Yun asked cheerfully.

"This is a joke for everyone," Ji Ziang said darkly.

"Don't you say it yourself, only the wrong name and no wrong nickname! Wang Yun said.

Prior to this, Wang Yun had been troubled by the nickname of Shi Jie Huang for several days, and while he was depressed, Ji Ziang used him to make up for it again.

Now that the knife was finally returned to Ji Ziang, Wang Yun felt that the haze in his heart suddenly dissipated, and his heart was much balanced!

Ji Ziang looked at the proud back of Wang Yun with his hands on his back, his face was blue and red for a while, and his own name was probably to be ruined!

But thinking about Ji Ziang himself was also happy: "Fuck, which grandson gave his nickname to Lao Tzu?"

At this time, a soldier passing by whispered: "Actually, this is what Mr. Wang Yun gave you, we just think it is very suitable ..."

Ji Ziang's face darkened again ...

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