"This is my sister's Gala Khan!"

"This is my wife's headband!"

"This is the sheep my father carved for my son!"

...!

Sounds of surprise rang out from inside the underground bunker. The man who faced the bayonet without batting an eyelid cried like a baby in confinement while holding the things sent by his relatives in his hometown.

Crying sounded again in the underground bunker, but this time there was no sadness or desolation in the cries.

Bayan searched for a long time and finally found his package.

Inside the package is a leather elbow pad that I made for myself!

Thick needles and large threads, full of strong prairie style. Far inferior to the elbow pads distributed in the team!

But Bayan still put it on his arm without hesitation!

A letter came out of the package, with his name written on it.

Bayan only knows his own name!

"clerk! clerk!" Bayan shouted loudly to the clerk. He was the most literate person in the company.

At least, he knew the words on the order.

Because of this advantage, he would be left in the bunker every time there was a battle. If he died, the whole company would be blinded.

"Company Commander, this is written for you to open personally. Isn't this a suitable letter from your family?"

"What a fart, what a fart letter.

For dozens of lifetimes, no one in my family was literate.

You’re still writing letters! I can’t even understand the drawings!”

The clerk took the letter and opened it!

"Company commander, it's really a painting." The clerk handed a few pieces of paper to Bayan.

"What?" Bayan held the painting and recognized at a glance that it was written by his father, his mother, and his younger sister.

The larger oval is the body, and the smaller oval is the head.

The larger dot is the nose, and the smaller dot is the mouth.

The arms and legs are replaced with a few thin lines, and all the paintings are full of rich abstract style.

There are many small dots on the top of Dad's painting, and below are a few sheep and two cows. Dad is holding a shovel outside, constantly turning over the snow to reveal the turf underneath.

If you go out to fight on your own, this kind of work can only be done by the father and his young brother.

Thinking of this, Bayan sighed.

My mother's painting shows the younger brothers and sisters gathered around a campfire, and I don't know what's cooking in the chipped iron pot.

No matter what is being cooked in the pot, at least there is cow dung burning, and there is still something to eat in the pot.

Bayan was somewhat relieved!

When he saw his sister's painting, Bayan's nose twitched and tears fell instantly.

A huge airship in the sky landed on the ground. Two guys wearing military hats were throwing firewood down from the airship.

On days of white disaster, firewood is life!

"Brothers! The commander-in-chief has sent an airship to rescue our family. Brothers, the commander-in-chief has sent an airship to rescue our family."

Bayan kept waving the painting in his hand, tears hanging on his beard.

The soldiers all saw the paintings sent from their families and knew that their families had received relief.

"Long live the handsome man!"

"Long live the Ming Dynasty!"

"Long live the handsome man!"

...!

There were roars and roars in the underground bunker. The Mongolian men swept away their depression and were so excited that they wanted to blow up the bunker now.

Unfortunately, the French have now also retreated to the Kiev defense line.

On the Don River defense line, only some Italians, Spanish and a few British remained.

It was very quiet on the front line during this period, and both sides seemed to treat each other as if they were guests.

The weather was a bit bad and the wind was very strong.

Airships and planes were unable to move out, and the war was put on pause due to wind and snow.

"Commander, many airships have been mobilized in the rear to rescue the Mongols.

According to our people, the snowstorm in Mongolia is not bad. It is smaller than here in Russia, and the wind is not so strong.

It's really cold here. The temperature has dropped to minus 30 degrees in many places on the front line.

Fortunately, our soldiers all live in underground bunkers, otherwise we would have suffered a lot of frostbite."

Stewie begins his daily briefing!

Li Xiao held a letter in his hand and said while reading it: "The Mongols still need to help.

In particular, our military families and martyrs' families must be well settled.

There are so many straws in the mainland, but they are of little use. They are burned in the mainland, and they are also burned by the Mongols.

If there is really no fodder, the animals can make do with it by cutting them into pieces.

By the way, we can also collect some dead sheep, dead cows, etc. to make cans. The price can be much cheaper.

If we treat the Mongols better, we can also recruit more troops in Mongolia."

"Oh! Commander, do you mean to continue recruiting Mongolian soldiers? Do you mean... that you don't want the Mongols to regain their bravery?

Are we going to let them slowly lose their blood and courage like the Japanese people?"

Shi Dewei was a little strange and didn't understand why Li Xiao changed his mind.

"Mongolians are different from Japanese people.

In Mongolia, as long as you are born, you have to compete with heaven, earth, and people!

The descendants of Genghis Khan still have two tools to fight with.

The Mongolian battalion is very useful. In terms of individual combat quality and tactical command, it is no worse than our direct troops of the Liao Army.

If they are not allowed to fight, do you mean to let them become businessmen?

The grassland is not a place for business.

The Mongols can only live in misery.

It was different in the Japanese country. The prosperity of commerce could easily make people rich.

And people who become rich tend to be addicted to peace and happiness.

Look, the war has not yet been won. The rear is starting to be civilized and violent, look at the things they are doing, it makes people’s teeth itch."

Li Xiao handed the letter in his hand to Shi Dewei.

Shi Dewei took the letter in confusion and knew it was a letter from Li Hao by looking at the font.

After quickly reading the contents of the letter, Stewie's eyebrows knitted into a knot.

“It was my idea to renovate the center, and judging from this time, the effect is actually good.

The new recruits receive basic training in the training center. When they arrive on the battlefield, they will not know everything.

But I never thought that in just a few months, these bastards would become like this."

Li Xiao was so angry that he slapped the table with his hand, causing the tea cup on the table to be overturned.

The people in the command post were startled, and the staff officers nearby quickly lowered their voices.

The orderly hesitated and wanted to come over to clean the table, but saw Li Xiao getting angry but did not dare.

"The rehabilitation center is the first place where new recruits enter the camp. Ordinary people don't understand the army and think that this is what the army is like.

This will probably greatly tarnish the image of our military, whether among the military or among the people.

Cure! These people must be rectified.”

"Yes! Who can be sent to rectify it?

The renovation center may seem inconspicuous, but it is extremely important.

Throwing it to a person with insufficient ability can easily affect the supply of soldiers on the front line.

If you are looking for someone who can hold the position, this position is too low."

Li Xiao was a little helpless, as before, he still lacked people.
To be continued...