Huang Xiong also participated in the expedition as the squad leader of the third company. He had never seen such a luxurious march. The troops marched along the coast, while the navy's "Fubo" ship advanced slowly not far away, maintaining the same progress.
Whenever it was time to camp and rest, the supply ship would quickly dock and unload the wheeled cooking cart from the wide springboard.
The cooking cart has a sophisticated structure and is made of thin iron plates. It has a stove and a chimney. It was originally pulled by horses, but now it is temporarily transported by ship if there are no horses. The firewood collected by the soldiers was quickly ignited and moved from the ship.
Baskets of food.
A large pot was set up on the cooking truck and began to boil water. The water was pumped from a special water carrier. This move made Huang Xiong feel outrageously extravagant - he knew that these Australians had to "process" everything, including
Drinking water - they do not drink raw water, do not drink water drawn from rivers or wells, and their men are prohibited from doing so.
Ma Qianzhu, who organizes logistics, doesn’t think there is anything wrong with such behavior: the travelers do not have enough bleaching powder to provide clean water in the wild. Moreover, it is quite difficult to supply fresh water along the way from the coast - the western part of Lingao is in short supply.
Water areas. Transportation by boat is safe and convenient, saving soldiers time and energy in finding water.
The food in the basket is neither rice nor noodles, but pieces of food wrapped in paper, with numbers called Arabic numerals marked on them, and a few words: Cao Cao No. 1, Cao Cao No. 2, etc.
The paper package had blocks of different colors. Huang Xiong watched with interest as the cooks opened the paper, revealing gray-white or brown blocks, which really didn't interest anyone.
When the water boiled, these large and small lumps were put into the boiling water and boiled, and soon a strange fragrance came out of the pot. The fragrance attracted Huang Xiong and Huang Xiong who had not eaten for most of the day.
Soldiers, they came to the source of the smell. Something like paste was boiling in the pot. It was brown. It looked very unappetizing, but the smell was so strong that it made people drool - especially for this group of people.
For someone who has been carrying something for a long time.
"What is this?" he asked the cook who was stirring the pot with a spoon.
"Meadow One and Two."
"What is this?"
"I don't know, Chief Ma got it directly from the farm." The cook sniffed, "It smells so good, I don't know what it is."
"Batter? I'm not used to flour," said a local soldier from Lingao.
"Butter? It's so beautiful. I think it's potato starch."
"No, I usually eat white rice, but when I go out to fight, I eat sweet potatoes? How can I do that?" Huang Xiong's experience is that it doesn't matter if the soldiers are as noisy as beggars and have no food or clothing, but once they go into battle,
, it has to be delicious and drinkable.
"It's time to eat, it's time to eat!" The cook tapped the edge of the pot with a horse spoon.
The soldiers received their meals in order of number, first in the first row, then in the second squad, and finally in the third row and ninth squad. In order to fully reflect the equality between officers and soldiers, officers at all levels of the New Army received their meals with
Soldiers line up together to receive meals. It has now become a routine. Although this system makes some officers annoyed - white rice with salted fish and vegetable soup every day is a luxury meal for soldiers, but for soldiers who are used to eating in the logistics canteen
It was a bit monotonous for the officers. Some people secretly went to the canteen after eating to get extra meals. After discovering this problem, Ma Qianzhu strictly prohibited it and ordered the officers to eat together with the soldiers - he himself set an example.
After he endured it for a few days with great perseverance, Ma Qianzhu realized that it was no better than a 5-kilometer cross-country run. The longer he persisted, the easier it became. Instead, the longer he persisted, the more painful it became. Finally, he decided to give the officers extra meals every night. During this expedition, the officers all packed an extra 125g can of luncheon meat in their backpacks—a treatment that made all the travelers’ eyelids swell.
Huang Xiong received a portion of the paste in order, looked at it for a while, closed his eyes, and put a spoonful of "paste" into his mouth. The delicious aroma contained in this taste almost made his sense of taste disorder - there is still such a thing in the world. Delicious food! He quickly swallowed all his portion and hurried to the cooking team to see if there was anything left. As a result, the pot was already crowded with soldiers who had arrived first, and everyone was Lift the basin high and ask for "one more spoonful."
It was the first time for the cook to face such a hot scene. The little bit of soup left at the bottom of the pot was not good for anyone, so he finally added some water and shared it with everyone like soup.
Dongmen Chuiyu nodded and wrote in his notebook with satisfaction, "Cao Cao No. 1 and No. 2 are very satisfied."
After eating, the female nurses from the health team landed ashore. They carried boxes with red crosses on their backs and asked if anyone felt hurt or uncomfortable. Suddenly many people said they had foot pain or stomachache.
When Tian Liang saw Guo Fu in the nurse team, he also complained that he had a stomachache. The large area of stomachache scared the hippopotamus who was leisurely on the boat - there were so many people with stomachaches just after eating. It must be food poisoning. Even large-scale diarrhea won't work. The armed demonstration caused diarrhea along the road. This is a big joke. I took the medicine box and went ashore to deal with it myself.
"Your belly is very good." Hippo patted Tian Liang's belly angrily, which really hurt him.
The stomachache farce ended quickly, and everyone continued to leave. The cooking cart was reloaded and loaded onto the ship. The soldiers packed up everything, including burying their feces and discarded garbage with soil - where did the sanitation work go? Neither can be ignored.
These more than 200 people walked on the deserted road, heading towards Baitu Port. The weather was sunny, and the soldiers marched to the beat of military drums. They occasionally met some farmers and traders along the way, and sometimes passed by villages. See They passed by in a dignified manner, and many people watched the excitement, but there was no avoiding them - the reputation of the travelers' "benevolence and righteousness" seemed to have spread to every corner of the county.
The gentlemen and patriarchs of the villages along the way, in order to build relationships and buy peace, would send people to visit them when they saw them passing by, saying that they had prepared tea, food, chickens, ducks, pork and other things to labor. Xi Yazhou always said something to them After saying this, he asked the sweating elders to retreat, but did not accept any gifts. This made Huang Xiong feel incredible - in his opinion, marching without disturbing the people and not robbing was already a first-class, well-disciplined army. Don’t even want the meat delivered to your door?
He mentioned this idea to You Huhu, who laughed loudly: "Meat? You can ask the health team if they want it."
"Why don't you want it?" Huang Xiong was stunned. Is the meat eaten by these Australians special?
"Your time with us is still short, and you will naturally understand in the future."
When it was getting dark, the troops had already completed two-thirds of the journey, and they would march into the mountains tomorrow. According to the map, the straight-line distance between Baitu Village and the camp was less than 15 kilometers, so Xi Yazhou ordered the camp to be prepared for the second day.
Heaven's attack.
"Camp! The cadets of each platoon are in charge!" Xi Yazhou gave the order.
The non-commissioned officers who came to the Military and Political School with the troops were assigned to various platoons as trainees. They observed on the spot how the officers who served as time-travelers commanded and managed the troops. There were also several non-commissioned officers in the headquarters. After giving the order, they immediately became busy.
Camp training has been carried out countless times in normal times. No matter the officers, cadets or soldiers, they all have a clear idea of what they want to do. After choosing the camping site, each platoon organizes itself, and with the help of the cadets
Coordinated to allocate their respective work sections and tasks, excavated a wave-shaped trench according to the instructions, used excess soil to build a mound, erected barbed wire on the mound, and built wooden structure towers at the four corners of the camp. A distance of 100 meters outside the trench
The weeds and small trees inside were completely cleared.
Any time you camp, you must first arrange fortifications. This is the first principle of the ancient Roman army when camping, and it is also the principle followed by the army of time-travelers. Even when they have technical equipment and training that far exceeds this time and space.
is also like this.
The soldiers cut down wooden poles and tied two oilcloth raincoats in their backpacks together to form a two-person tent. The camping area was divided into platoons, with drainage ditches and motorized roads between each area. According to the plan, there were also
It was clear where each platoon would need to maneuver in the event of an emergency, and everything was arranged in an orderly manner.
Seeing how these little cadets, who were only fifteen or sixteen years old, could actually do things in an orderly manner, Huang Xiong clicked his tongue - it's not like he didn't have this ability, but it was the experience gained from many years of service -
―This group of non-commissioned officers have only stayed at Kunren for two months. Although they still look a little immature, Huang Xiong believes that given time and a few more battles, these little brats will become qualified officers.
.
He secretly asked a cadet in his platoon: "Where did you learn this skill?"
"The leaders have taught me this, and there is this -" The little cadet took out a worn-out book from his backpack: "Infantry Drill Code".
"Just reading?"
"The commanders use this book to teach them, and it is very detailed in it, how to dig trenches, how to camp, and how to arrange the troops during the march -" the cadets talked about this infantry drill with great admiration, saying that it "what?"
"Everyone has it."
Is it just a book on war? Huang Xiong thought, is this not just talking about war on paper? Although he can't read, he still knows Zhao Kuo's allusions. Looking back, Australians really like to read books. Although soldiers are not allowed to enter the headquarters,
As he passed by, he secretly peeked inside a few times. The most items inside were various books and large scrolls. It was simply a literati's study room.
Australians are ready to fight just by reading books? This really makes him unbelievable.