Chapter 520 Good Mood (Chapter 520, of course you have to be in a good mood, please vote for me!)
This evening was undoubtedly a joy for the officers and soldiers of the newly established independent battalion.
Whether it is the selection and assessment of the third company, or the "fun competition" between several large company commanders, special operations teams and top officers, they all show a theme.
Our independent battalion is the elite!
In war, what is needed most is not equipment or food, but strong comrades-in-arms.
Only strong enough comrades can survive with you.
And here are the strongest soldiers.
Hundreds of soldiers from the security regiment who had just been integrated into the independent battalion had smiles on their faces for the first time since the Songjiang War.
This is what Tang Dao wants to do.
He was not worried about the Sixing Battalion or the Guard Battalion. What he was most worried about was naturally the soldiers of the security regiment who were continuously reducing their numbers.
Every day you see fewer familiar faces, which is an extremely painful psychological torture for soldiers who have fought a hundred battles, not to mention these security guards who were just dawdling around to get military pay half a month ago!
Normally, Tang Dao would even be willing to recruit new soldiers from the countryside for training, and would not easily choose these almost-formed security regiment soldiers. But now it is wartime, he has no choice, and the security regiment soldiers also
No choice.
There are more than 1,100 people in the independent battalion, and the security regiment soldiers account for 500 people. If you add the two to three hundred people who joined the security battalion before, there are even nearly 800 people. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the cornerstone.
Now that they finally saw the long-lost relief on their faces, Tang Dao also felt relieved.
Tang Dao did not break his promise. At night, he not only set up a bonfire himself and roasted the cleaned sparrows to entertain his Eighth Company Commander, but also gave extra meals to the whole army again.
A can of beef, two white flour steamed buns and a bowl of horse meat soup per person are enough to make everyone's mouths full of oil.
There was no distinction between northerners and southerners at this time. The northern soldiers who loved pasta certainly wolfed down the food, while the southern soldiers who loved rice also ate with bulging cheeks.
Because everyone knows very well that the Japanese are now on the decline, but no one knows when they will launch a large-scale attack. This may be the last good meal before the war begins.
But not everyone can be as generous as Battalion Commander Tang Da, who provided two cans of canned beef in one day. That treatment was even better than that of the Japanese.
This is really not because the officers and soldiers of the Independent Battalion are undersized. In fact, the Japanese army, whose logistics supply is much better than that of the Chinese army, has never been as luxurious as Tang Dao.
In 1931, the Japanese Army revised the "Wartime Provision Rules". According to this rule, the wartime food ration for soldiers is: 640 grams of main rice, 200 grams of refined wheat, and the substitute is 855 grams of polished rice, or 1020 grams of bread, or
675g biscuits;
Meat: 150g canned meat, substitute 200g bone-in fresh meat or bacon, or boneless bacon, 150g bone-in dry meat, or 150g eggs, or 120g boneless meat;
Vegetables: 110 grams of dried vegetables, or 500 grams of fresh vegetables;
Pickles: 40 grams of pickled plums or 40 grams of fukushin pickles, substitute 60 grams of bran pickles or salted pickles;
Additional supplies: 0.4 liters of sake or 0.1 liters of soju per person per day, 120 grams of sweets, and 20 paper cigarettes.
Just looking at these dazzling food supplies, of course they are awesome, but in fact, during the war, the Japanese army required individual soldiers to carry six days of rations. If they brought all these things, they would be too exhausted to carry them. Rice is a necessity
, high-energy foods such as meat can only be cut down. Ordinary Japanese infantry can eat one can of canned meat a week, which is a very good treatment.
Most of the time, the Japanese soldiers just ate a few cold rice dumplings to keep themselves full.
Maybe it’s because Commander Tang’s barbecue skills are really good. Not to mention several company commanders who enjoyed the meal, even Tantai Mingyue, who rarely eats meat, couldn’t help but eat one with her index finger, plus the two deputy battalion commanders.
Together with a chief of staff and Gu Xishui, who was specially called by Tang Dao, 15 sparrows were divided among 14 people, one for each person, and there was an extra one.
In front of the temptation of delicious food, the officer was not able to do anything. Although Lei Xiong wanted to stretch out his hand and take the roasted golden sparrow dripping with oil as his own, he did not expect that several pairs of eyes were staring at it with malicious intent.
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That clearly means, sir, you just have to stretch out your hand first, so don't blame me for being rude. The one who reaches the water first gets the moon. Let's see who can stretch his hand faster.
Lei Xiong stared. He originally wanted to crush these cowardly company commanders with his superior aura, but unexpectedly, the aura of the several company commanders headed by Cheng Tieshou was not weak at all.
First of all, the host of the barbecue invited by Commander Tang is our eight company commanders. Although you, Deputy Battalion Commander Lei, are the commander, at best you are accompanying the guests, at worst you are just a freeloader. There are no freeloaders in this world.
Why is it so 'horrible'?
Secondly, in a war, you are the commander, and we must listen to you, but this is a dinner table, and the battle is about who is closer and who has faster hands, and the commander cannot use it.
Chinese people generally pay attention to arrangement when dining, and everyone is particular about where they sit.
The dining table was built up of cannon shell boxes and was in the shape of a long bar. Lei Xiong, as the second commander of the independent battalion, naturally sat opposite Tang Dao. Guo Shouzhi and Zhuang Shisan sat under him, and the other sat under Tang Dao.
With the sword on his head, the eight company commanders were naturally on one side of the four infantry company commanders and on the other side of the other four company commanders. Their positions were clearly arranged.
Lieutenant Colonel Lei Da's position is quite good, but compared to the roasted sparrow placed in the center of the table, he can only be "out of reach" compared to those company commanders who are "worthy commanders".
It is estimated that as soon as they stretched out their hands, Cheng Tieshou, the guy closest to him, picked up the sparrow and stuffed it into his mouth.
The reason why the sparrow is still emitting fragrance in the center of the table is probably because no one has reached out first.
"You bitch, you can't even respect the commander by having a barbecue. I'll let you fight in the nest!" Lei Xiong saw that the commander's aura was useless, so he stopped stretching his hands and concentrated on dealing with his own horse meat.
Soup.
He clearly saw that the shameless Li Jiujin across from the greedy Cheng Tieshou was already eager to give it a try. When their hands first grasped the roasted sparrow, I would do another 'fisherman's profit'.
Lei Xiong, who was familiar with the personalities of these two subordinates, had actually imagined all the scenarios.
The atmosphere was a little quiet for a while, so quiet that it was a little weird.
This made Tang Dao, who walked out of the headquarters in person and ordered two plates of boiled horse meat to the battalion headquarters' cooking class, to be slightly startled. What happened to these guys? They weren't so delicious just now.
"Woo! Woof woof!" Seeing Tang Dao come in, Hammer, who had just finished eating the horse meat on his plate, screamed excitedly twice, staring at the only sparrow on the table, full of longing.
"Haha, it turns out you want to eat barbecue too! You should have told me earlier!" Tang Dao laughed, reached out and picked up the roasted sparrow and threw it to Hammer, who was wagging his tail in excitement.
He stretched out his mouth to catch it, and the hammer accurately bit the roasted sparrow in his mouth. He didn't even stay in the headquarters anymore, turned around and ran away.
It's not a good place to stay for a long time. Never behave when you get an advantage!
Dog, but I can feel the murderous intent silently directed by a group of old men.
‘Damn it! Why is Hammer looking more and more like Li Jiujin!’ Lei Xiong exclaimed as he looked at Hammer running away at lightning speed.
"Chief Lei, Hammer is Chief Tang's dog!" Li Jijin felt aggrieved.
"Yes! Look at Hammer's extremely coquettish back! He really looks like a commander!" Cheng Tietshou agreed, swallowing his mouth full of saliva in pain.
Who did Tang Dao, Hammer and I offend?
"Pfft!" Tantai Mingyue couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.
Is this the complaint of a bunch of men who were robbed of their food by a dog?
must be!
I had a delicious meal at the Independence Camp in the evening and was in a great mood.
But at the 18th Division headquarters less than five kilometers away, Ushijima Sadao was not in such a good mood. …
PS: On the first day of December, everyone should hurry up and buy a guaranteed monthly ticket! I beg you, Fengyue!
