Wang Zhenkai looked at the few people lying on the ground and was drenched in sweat. Such high-intensity training would not be possible without meat. However, there were hundreds of people in the Independent Regiment. Even if they killed a pig, it would be good enough for one person to get dozens of grams of meat. Pigs of this era.
Unlike the pigs in the future, which could grow up to 500 pounds at most, the pigs in this world could only grow up to 200 pounds. They could only produce 100 pounds of meat. How could they get too much if they were divided among thousands of people?
Moreover, pigs were very expensive. The independent regiment would not buy pigs to kill unless they encountered something big.
The soldiers would not be able to withstand such high-intensity training without meat. Although he still had a box of Japanese canned food, he did not let many people see it yesterday. Then, where did he put this box of canned food? It would definitely be suspected.
Moreover, there were only 24 boxes in a box. If one person ate two boxes a day, six people would have to eat 12 boxes. This box was only enough for two days. After two days, there was no way to continue training. They had to think of a way to let the team have meat to eat.
However, if that was the case, his team would not be able to follow the main team. If they ate meat every day, no one would know about it for a day or two. If they ate it every day, people would definitely know about it. How would they explain it then?
Could it be that he stole it?
However, how to divide their forces to develop was the main point.
As for asking him to feed the entire group meat, Wang Zhenkai said that he couldn't do it.
The entire regiment was already struggling to provide food, let alone meat.
However, at dinner, when he took out 6 boxes of canned beef, the other 5 fighters were all excited.
He almost cheered.
"What are you doing, what are you doing? If you don't want to eat, talk. Lower your voice. It wasn't easy for me to get you something. If someone finds out, there won't be anything left in the future, understand?”
His words silenced the few soldiers immediately. Then, they quickly finished the canned meat. When he saw a soldier lick the inside clean, he had an indescribable feeling in his heart.
In their world, very few people would eat canned food like this. It was not because it was expensive, but because of the price of fresh meat. Of course, they would eat fresh meat. Who would like to eat preserved meat?
In this era, gardeners couldn't even get to eat canned food, let alone fresh meat. They couldn't even get to eat in the army, let alone the common people. It was not easy to survive. Therefore, many people in this era sent their children out to join the army as a way out.
Among these soldiers, the oldest was Er Xizi. He was 22 years old and was not very tall. He was about 160cm tall and was a native of Shanxi. His parents had died and he was the only one left. He did not have any means of making a living. In the end, he joined the Eighth Route Army.
The remaining three warriors were all sixteen or seventeen years old. In the future, children of this age would all be studying in school.
However, in this era, many children of this age had no choice. Like the Central Army, many of them were forced to join the army, while the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army all joined voluntarily and joined the anti-Japanese army.
He didn't have any thoughts about it. Originally, he had read about the brutality of the Japanese army in books. In television dramas, he often saw how the Japanese army bullied the people. Since they were here, they definitely had to do their part. Now that they had the system, they had to let the Japanese know how powerful they were.
Especially the Japanese in the future. They never admitted that they were the ones who defeated them, but it was Mi Di who defeated them. They were shameless to a certain extent.
"Ninth Class Monitor, are you there?"
They had just finished dinner when they heard a voice coming from outside.
Wang Zhenkai was stunned. After everyone finished eating, they quickly collected the empty boxes in the room and then said,
"I'm here. What's wrong?"
He quickly opened the door. Wang Zhenkai didn't recognize the person, but he was young.
"Ninth Squad Leader, the company commander is calling for a meeting. I'm here to inform you.”
the Warrior said.
However, when he arrived at the door of Wang Zhenkai's class, he smelled the smell of meat. It made him feel strange and he even took a few more breaths.
"9th class monitor, what's the smell in your room? It smells so good.”
"Nothing much. It's just that yesterday, the Guild Leader rewarded me with a can of beef.”
Wang Zhenkai said randomly.
Hearing Wang Zhenkai's words, the soldier's mouth obviously drooled.
Wang Zhenkai shook his head helplessly. There was no other way. The soldiers of this era were all like this.
He would not take out all his canned food and give it to others. If he hid his own supplies, it would be easy to be reported and investigated. It would not be good.
"Alright, alright, take me to the meeting. But why is there a company commander?"
Wang Zhenkai asked despite knowing the answer.
"Oh, I heard that the regiment feels that our casualties are too great, especially our 2nd Battalion. The losses are too heavy, and the remaining soldiers can't even be a battalion. The regiment seems to have decided that our 2nd Battalion will be compressed into a company, and the company commander seems to be brought over by the new regiment commander.”
The signalman's face was a little gloomy, but he quickly returned to normal and replied to Wang Zhenkai. However, the corner of his eye seemed to be still looking at the room, wanting to see if there was any meat left.
Wang Zhenkai revealed an expression of understanding, but he smiled bitterly in his heart. Acting dumb was actually an art, especially when you clearly knew the truth of the matter but couldn't say it. If you said it, you wouldn't know how to explain it.
However, what made him speechless was that the messenger did not pay attention to him at all. Instead, he seemed to be looking for the source of the meat. He shook his head. This soldier looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. He would not be too surprised by such a situation. Helpless, he could only pull him out of his room.
When he arrived at the original battalion headquarters, there were already many people in the room.
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