"Lunch?"
The smile on Kong Jie's face immediately stopped. He said with some worry,"Little brother, it will take a short time to start a fire and cook rice for lunch. I'm worried that something will happen if it takes too long. I think it's better for us to leave this troublesome place as soon as possible.”
"After all, we've already achieved our goal this time. We've already obtained the warhorses, and we've also obtained so many good things.”
"What are you thinking about?" Yi Wenbin was speechless." Why? Do you want to start a fire to cook rice?" Wasn't there fast food? Canned beef. It only took five minutes for each person to get it.”
"Uh…"
Kong Jie was stunned.
He knew that the amount of canned beef seized this time was quite a lot, but Kong Jie planned to save these good things for now.
He would only eat it when he needed to fight an emergency.
There was no urgent battle now. Wasn't it a waste to eat some canned beef?
It had to be said.
Because of the poverty of the independent regiment, all of them had become petty.
However, Yi Wenbin knew very well that he had the Flood Dragon Assault Team beside him. His future plan was to attack the Japanese and seize the city. He could not lack these additional things.
This time, they had only set up a small Wan Clan Town and had already obtained so much. One could imagine how much they would gain if they attacked the next county.
It was precisely because of different thoughts that their understanding was different.
Yi Wenbin looked at Kong Jie's pained expression and dilly-dallied.
She was too lazy to say anything more to him and directly ordered,"Alright, let everyone have lunch. One can of beef per person. We have five minutes before we leave.”
"Alright…alright!"
Although Kong Jie felt his heart ache, what else could he say at this time?
Be serious.
All the loot was obtained by Yi Wenbin's Flood Dragon Assault Team, so Yi Wenbin had the absolute right to distribute it.
……
"Mmm, it smells so good!"
"Wow! Is this the legendary canned beef? It's so delicious.”
The soldiers of the Independent Regiment ate the canned beef, and their saliva almost dripped down.
It could be said that they had rarely enjoyed such a delicacy in their memories.
He had no choice.
Almost all the people who participated in Route 8 were poor people who had no choice.
Whether it was before joining the army or after joining Route 8, they had always been poor.
Most of the time, they were not full, let alone canned beef.
Yi Wenbin was also eating canned beef in his room.
Yes! The taste was indeed not bad.
This was the first time he found beef so delicious. Moreover, it had already been canned, and it no longer had the fragrance of the original beef.
However…
Yi Wenbin had transmigrated to the Anti-Japanese War world and had been eating plain food for the past few days since he came to Li Yunlong's Independent Regiment.
Although it would not be treated like an ordinary soldier, it would not be full at all.
Because of this.
Now, canned beef was especially delicious.
At the side.
Monk Wei wolfed down the food.
"Kacha! Kengchi!"
In two minutes, a can of beef had been emptied.
However, this fellow was strong and had a big appetite. He looked up at Yi Wenbin and said,""Boss, I'm done eating. I'm not full…"
“……”
Yi Wenbin was speechless.
Monk Wei said again," I'll go get it again. Speaking of which, this canned beef belongs to our family. Wan Family Town was taken down by our Flood Dragon Assault Team."”
Yi Wenbin was speechless.
He admitted that what Monk Wei said was reasonable.
Yi Wenbin didn't say anything.
"Hehehe…"
Monk Wei took it that he had acquiesced and ran out.
Not too long later.
He directly brought back three boxes of canned beef and placed them on the table. He grinned and said,"Boss, I got a batch of them. I told Vice Commander Kong that Boss, you'll be eating canned beef from now on. You're not used to eating plain food, so I got three boxes…"
"Hahaha…Vice Guild Leader Kong looks like he's in pain, but he doesn't dare to say anything!”
Yi Wenbin was speechless.
Monk Wei used his name to extort and extort.
But alright.
At least for the next few days, he could eat canned beef and not have to eat plain food.
If it wasn't for Monk Wei's actions, Yi Wenbin really wouldn't be able to put down his face.
Since Monk Wei had already done so, then so be it.
It was only natural for those who had made contributions to take over.
……
"Ta…"
"Ta…"
The long line of horses shuttled back and forth on the winding mountain road.
The Flood Dragon Assault Team rode at the front.
Yi Wenbin and Kong Jie followed behind, chatting as they walked.
Monk Wei followed by the side, riding a horse and dragging two horses in his hands.
One horse carried a Type 92 heavy machine gun, while the other carried a light machine gun and three boxes of canned beef.
It had to be said.
The other warriors were envious of the items that Monk Wei was carrying.
The soldiers of the Independent Regiment behind him also had one horse and two horses, one for two.
More than 100 people watched as they brought all the warhorses back to the independent regiment in this mode.
Although they had brought too many things along the way, the horse team did not run quickly and only jogged.
However, it was still faster than walking on two legs.
In the evening, they returned to Li Yunlong's base.
The moment he returned to the base of the independent regiment.
The entire independent regiment exploded!
With so many weapons and ammunition brought back, one could imagine how excited the soldiers were when they saw it.
In an instant, the entire caravan was surrounded by the soldiers.
It could be said that the Type 38 rifles they brought back this time were enough to change the soldiers of the independent regiment.
They were all equipped with Type 38 rifles.
After all, the current independent regiment was not complete. There were only 600 people and two battalions.
The old sleeve made in Hanyang could be laid off with honor.
When Zhao Gang and Li Yunlong heard the news, they rushed out of the room.
Li Yunlong's eyes turned green when he saw so many good things…
"Tnd, this is a big fortune. Good fellow…good fellow…so many Type 38 rifles, grenades, so much ammunition…and a crooked light machine gun, Type 92 heavy machine gun…hiss! Am I still dreaming?”
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