Chapter 2382 The artillery fire is a "feast"

Author: Corgi

Chapter 2382 The artillery fire is a "feast"

"Hurry, eat quickly! After you finish your meal, you get in the car, and there are more Faxis waiting for us, hurry!"

"Eat slowly, be careful to choke to death. You almost lift your lunch box to your head!"

"Why don't you eat meat? It's not okay if you don't eat meat. Come on, give me this one."

As the meal was approaching, the gunfire was about to come. The soldiers of the Leader Division had a rare hot meal on the waist of the slope, just above the smoked corpse of Deshang and a scorched earth. They did not hesitate to the smell of gunpowder and the smell of blood in the air. They picked up the lunch box and ate it so delicious. The speed of one or two people was almost as fast as Lao Hei who ran away when he learned that his girlfriend was pregnant.

"I really didn't expect that I could have a hot meal on this portion. I was ready to throw the bread into the car, and I brought a large pot in advance to fill the water. Is this what you ordered to prepare?"

Sitting next to the No. 177 IS7 command car of Marashenko, holding a lunch box and holding a fork, Lavrinenko was "sighing" and eating steaming beef stewed with butter, while happily speaking to Marashenko, who was also having a big mouthful of rice beef beef beef beef beef beef beef beef beef beef beef with butter on his mouth, he was happy and sighing at Marashenko, who was also having a big mouthful of dry rice beside him. He was really happy and refreshed.

This is often the case on the battlefield. Sleeping well, taking a hot bath, and eating a hot meal, these seemingly inconspicuous trivial things in ordinary people's lives brings an extremely high boost to the morale of the army, because these ordinary trivial things are often too rare in wars.

It really makes the soldiers happy to grind their mouths to their ears like ordinary office workers who won the five million lottery, such as having a hot lunch during a short interval on the battlefield. Even a senior commander like Lafrienko who has already been appointed as deputy division level is no exception, and it is enough to be ecstatic.

"I can't think of these things. I'm busy thinking about how to kill those Faxis, and I can't even take care of them."

He was chewing a large piece of beef and potato mixture in his mouth and the butter soup. The big leba bread in his other hand was blocked into Marashenko in his mouth. He ate so much that he was eating it. He was racing against time and was not afraid of choking.

Until such a large ball of food in his mouth was chewed, and after a buzzing sound, Malashenko raised his hand and pounded his chest, shaking the food downward, then he spoke at the same time.

"It's that boy Karamov, who led his men to prepare semi-finished ingredients early in the morning."

"I'm also thoughtful enough. The half-cooked beef is cooked and the potatoes are cut and placed first. If you have the chance, I quickly throw it into the pot and serve it. I'll eat it for lunch. If I don't have the chance, I'll wait for the stall to close for dinner. Anyway, the semi-finished ingredients are ready quickly, and I can't even put them in a long time. To be honest, I admire him. Anyway, if I want to let me do this job, I can't think about it so thoroughly."

"But then again, he basically takes over the logistics business now, and he has basically taken over the logistics work in the hands of the political commissar."

"Now he is responsible for everything from food, clothing, housing and transportation to replenishing ammunition, refueling vehicles, and supply of medical supplies. He even takes care of the paper used by the division headquarters to write and copy telegrams."

"But it's true that this kid has changed after that incident. Don't look at how many things are in his hands now, he has everything under his control. He has such great power, and he has been snatching from top to bottom. But I went down to inquire about it and no one said bad things. As long as there is a need, he basically gave him whatever he wants. If there is not, he will give it as soon as possible. If there is no urgent need, he will give it as fast as possible. I have never heard of the situation in which he was so awesome that people cursed behind his back."

Although Marashenko is a hand-off manager in daily life, except for the combat command, there are only two things that Marashenko has always kept in his own hands and has been watching him with one hand, and has never handed over it before.

First, the question of whether the combat effectiveness of units at all levels is formed, that is, the "gun barrel".

The second is the issue of oil, ammunition, food, grass, and miscellaneous materials guarantee and supply, that is, "grain bags"

The former requires Malashenko to go out of the army to go around, to see, listen to, and to actually visit and investigate.

The latter is relatively easy. Only one person needs to be directly responsible to Malashenko, which is Karamov, the "maintaining general manager of the leader's division.

To be honest, it is a lot of things that can make Malashenko so "free" and it is thanks to Karamov, a good brother from a tank vehicle repair technician, who is really capable. Not only can he handle the matters he is responsible for in an orderly manner, but he also has very good management skills. He has no major problems with the leadership team in the comprehensive logistics support team.

Sometimes even Marashenko thought about it himself, and he had to apply for a Soviet hero to Karamov after the war was over.

Don't think this is exaggerated. In Marashenko's opinion, this is not an exaggeration at all. It is completely worthy of Karamov. The leader's division's combat effectiveness has always been maintained at the level required by Marashenko. Most of them are the credits of Karamov and his brothers who did not charge. Who told you that the Soviet heroes who killed the German stick on the front line were the ones who were the ones who were the ones who killed the German stick on the front line?

Just looking at the bowl of hot lunch in his hand, watching the soldiers around him laughing and laughing, and being happy like New Year's Eve dinner on New Year's Eve, Marashenko became even more determined to win Karamov a "Soviet Hero".

It’s better to wait until the battle in Zeluo Highlands is over and drafted by himself and hand it over to Zhukov. That’s it!

"I said, isn't it uncomfortable to eat with those two sticks? I feel uncomfortable even when I look at it. That thing is so easy to use?"

"Hmm? You said this?"

With a slight raising his hand, he showed off the "two sticks" in his hand, that is, a pair of chopsticks. He looked at Malashenko with the fork in Ravrenko's hand with disdain and then smiled with a crooked smile.

"So you don't understand. This is advanced dry rice equipment. It can be used with anything you eat and is efficient. It is much better than your broken fork. It's like the thing you have in your hand is BT5, and the one IS7 is so big."

".No, I said. Is it so exaggerated? Are you--"

Swallows, swishes, swishes—

Boom boom boom boom boom boom-

Boom-

Before Lavrienko could finish his speech, the army-level artillery position that was roaring under the high ground had already begun to explode.

Like a meteor passing through the sky, Andrewsha rockets swept over the sky, starting at 122 mm, not capping 152 mm, and working at 203 mm, the firepower of the heavy artillery cluster working at 203 mm was fully opened. In addition, the artillery of the leader's own artillery was also included in the support force of the group army to enhance the artillery fire. This powerful second artillery preparation is no weaker than the first time.

But even though the fire rain roared over the top of the head, it fell to the top of the high ground and exploded with a loud bang. Comrade Lao Ma, who should eat and drink, was still using chopsticks to pull the food in the lunch box. When he was about to come, he still raised his voice in the whistling sound of the cannon fire, reminding Lafrienko who looked up at the fire rain.

"Don't just watch it stupidly. Eat quickly. After finishing the meal, you have to continue working on the Desert stick, hurry up."

(End of this chapter)
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