Old Wang barked when Buttface walked over.
"Yes, I am."
Inside the stable, a young warrior wrapped in a thin, worn-out cotton coat crawled out of a pile of grass.
The new regiment lacked cotton-padded clothes and quilts. The few hundred or so warm military clothes could only be provided to the night patrol team and night sentry. Old Wang had borrowed this coat from a patrol soldier who was on duty.
Warm military coats were actually very difficult to obtain. The devils on the battlefield needed intense exercise and would not wear coats. Unless they encountered the devil's transport team or warehouse base, it was very difficult to obtain the thick coats of the devils.
Moreover, Xiaohuang Village was not big. It was difficult for the villagers to provide accommodation for the entire group of soldiers, so the 50-odd soldiers of the transport platoon could only live in the stables.
Fortunately, the stable was windproof, and although the straw pile was not as good as the quilt, it could still keep them warm. In addition, the stable was full of mules and horses, so the bio-thermal energy made the temperature in the stable much colder than in the house, but the smell was not very friendly.
"Where are the others?" Holding the lantern, Old Wang looked at Buttface, whose face was rosy and full of energy, and was stunned.
The cold wind outside was blowing at-20 degrees Celsius. If he stayed in the thatched hut at night without a thick quilt and relied on a pile of dry thatch to keep warm, he would definitely be frozen until his face turned blue and purple. Previously, when Old Wang was lying on the brick bed in the house and covered with a quilt, he was already feeling uncomfortable from the cold. Why did Buttface look so warm and comfortable?
Even if Buttface was only 20 years old and had a strong body and strong anti-freezing ability, it couldn't be so excessive. Old Wang, who had been young and had withstood the cold in the past, felt that this was unreasonable.
"Over there…"
Buttface pointed at the inside of the stable.
Old Wang walked over with the lamp.
With the help of the weak light, Old Wang could see that the wall in the middle of the stable was covered with a large pile of dry thatch. More than ten of his precious mules were lying on the thatch, their soft and smooth fur looking very comfortable.
Eye-pleasing!
The 50 soldiers of the transport platoon were curled up next to the mule. Some were hugging their necks, some were leaning against their stomachs, and some were curled up on their backs. Everyone was wearing a worn-out cotton coat and a thin blanket that they had seized from the Japanese. However, everyone's breathing was steady. It was obvious that they were sleeping comfortably.
A huge question mark appeared in Old Wang's mind.
Was there anyone who slept with a mule?
It was normal to use animals to keep warm. In the past, when Old Wang was young, he went hunting with his father in the mountains. At night, he would often hug the coyote to sleep and use the dog's body temperature to keep warm.
But that was a dog, a dog that understood human nature. If he hugged this mule to sleep, he would probably be kicked and break his bones.
" It's very warm. Besides, this mule is very docile and won't kick people. It's very clean and doesn't have any strange smell," Buttface explained, scratching his head when he saw his platoon leader's confusion.
He shivered as he spoke.
Ordinary mules had dry fur, were dirty and smelly, and had a bad temper. They would kick people and would probably want to die by sleeping at night. However, the system's products were unreasonable. The fur of these twenty military field mules was clean and smooth.
After being stunned for a moment, Old Wang walked into the mule and reached out to touch it. The moment he touched it, Old Wang felt as if he was touching the old cat at home when he was young, or as if he was touching a warm blanket.
He opened his mouth and looked at the soldiers of the transport platoon who were sleeping soundly. Old Wang felt that he liked the 20 mules and horses even more.
During the day, a camel could transport about 400 catties of supplies and could run more than 100 miles without panting. One camel was equivalent to four camels. At night, it could be used as a blanket to keep warm, and it was even warmer than a kang.
That's right, these mules and horses are very human. They even know how to avoid explosions and listen to commands...
"Have these mules been fed with wheat bran and soybean meal?”Old Wang was silent for a while before continuing.
The other ordinary mules could be fed casually, but these twenty mules were the flesh of Old Wang's heart. They were as important as warriors in his heart. He specially went to collect some soybean meal and wheat bran to mix them into feed.
" I fed them. No one ate them." Buttface, who used to be a farmer, scratched his head and smiled. Then he comforted him," Platoon Leader, you can rest assured. We care about these 20 mules as much as you do."
Looking at Buttface, who was shivering from the cold, Old Wang nodded."Go to sleep. Be careful. Don't be pressed down."
"I know." Buttface quickly curled up and hid in the haystack.
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