The Old Squad Leader in the Marsh
The Red Four Assault Company's rest soon ended.
Because of the enemy's large-scale encirclement operation, our army has to carry out a strategic shift.
In order to coordinate with the main force's advance, the Red Four Assault Company was ordered to go to the predetermined location of Peach Blossom Village for strategic advancement.
To reach Peach Blossom Village, they needed to cross a long stretch of grass, swamps, and grasslands.
After experiencing several medium-scale battles, Red Four finally stepped onto the vast and damp swamp with his tired body.
Zhang Mufeng was still an errand boy in the company, but there was an empty Browning at his waist.
After more than half a year of training and the fat stove in the kitchen, he was clearly much stronger now.
But very quickly, she became thinner again.
He was hungry when he crossed the swamp!
It was impossible for a company to bring a lot of supplies with them during a long-distance sudden march. In such a swamp, it was already very good to be able to maintain a high speed.
Therefore, the rations of the company were getting lesser and lesser. Basically, the entire company of soldiers could not eat their fill.
The cooks had already started digging up grass roots to cook wild vegetable porridge, but they still could not alleviate the shortage of food.
Zhang Mufeng, on the other hand, had to help the military doctor find food in the kitchen.
Because the soldiers had been walking in the swamp for a long time, their feet had been soaked in the wet mud, and many of their feet had been soaked.
Zhang Mufeng followed the military doctors to search for herbs to apply on the soldiers 'rotten feet.
On the other side, a small group of enemy troops had been chasing after Red Fourth Company.
Company commander Liu Hongen could only take turns to send a squad of soldiers to snipe at the rear. From time to time, injured and sacrificed soldiers would return from the rear.
In the 9th MR, all the officers who saw this scene felt a little heavy.
"This might be the first predicament that Zhang Mufeng has encountered since he joined the Red Fourth Company.”
" It's too difficult to cross nearly 1,000 kilometers of swamps in a month's time, especially with such a large military reserve. Even the soldiers can't have enough to eat!”
"If I didn't know that this memory was real, I would have thought that this was an impossible mission.”
As the commander of the 9th MR, Gao Qiang had enough experience with the marching ability of the army.
In such a harsh environment, they had to carry out such a high-intensity march. Even modern armies might not be able to complete it.
"It's all because of that breath. Everyone is running with their lives!”
"Many people have clearly reached a strategic position, but they can no longer stand up because of that breath.”
"This isn't even the grassland. It's even more difficult to cross the grassland!”
He Tianzhu also had a heavy expression. He was a veteran from that era, so he had a feeling that ordinary people could not understand.
"Fortunately, Guild Leader is about to mature.”
He looked at the screen, where Zhang Mufeng was applying medicine to a soldier whose feet were peeling off.
The warrior's feet were bloodless, and even the flesh on his wounds were white.
"Mu Feng, give me the herbs. I'll chew them myself. This leg is disgusting. Don't do it anymore.”
The warrior had a simple smile on his face. He reached out to take the herb from Zhang Mufeng's hand.
However, Zhang Mufeng stuffed the herbs into his mouth and started chewing.
A rich bitter taste instantly exploded.
"It's useless. Obenglei Fu!"
Mufeng's mouth was numb from chewing the herb for a long time.
Not only could he not smell it, but he could not even control his speech.
After chewing the herbs, he carefully applied the dark green paste on the soldier's wound and then tied it up with bandages.
"Change it every day. Today, apply this foot, and tomorrow, apply that foot. This way, it won't delay your walking.”
"Alright! Thank you, Mu Feng!"
The Warrior thanked him from the bottom of his heart, and Zhang Mufeng had already run to the next Warrior who needed treatment.
However, when he went over, he suddenly felt something strange under his feet. He lowered his head and saw two half-catty fish slipping away from his feet.
"Hah! We can drink fish soup again!"
Zhang Mu Feng reached out and grabbed the two fish. He used a straw rope to pass through the gills of the fish and hung it on his waist for the time being.
During the march, they would occasionally find traces of fish in this swamp.
Although it was not much, it slowly became a good thing to improve the company's food.
When he had used up all the herbs in his hand, he happily carried the two fish to the kitchen.
"Old class monitor! Fish!"
"We'll have fish soup tonight!"
The old class monitor of the cooking class struggled to stand up from the big pot in front of him. His dark and wrinkled face was smiling brightly.
"Haha! Mu Feng caught another fish?"
"You are indeed the luckiest in the entire company. No one found a fish today, but you caught one!”
"Come, come, let me stew these two little babies!”
The old class monitor took the fish from his hand, staggered back to the pot, and threw the whole fish in.
The eyes of the soldiers who were gathered nearby lit up when they heard that there would be fish soup tonight.
He looked at the old class monitor's pot with eager eyes.
"Old class monitor, why aren't you eating yet? I'm starving!"
"Old monitor, check if the fish is ready.”
"Aiya, I'm almost drooling all over the ground!”
The group of warriors laughed,
The old class monitor glared at him and roared,
"What's the hurry!"
"It's just two fish. Each of you can only drink a taste! This fish was caught by Mu Feng. In a while, if he gets a bite of the meat, you guys can drink the soup!”
There were more than 130 people in the company of two fish.
If it was distributed to each person's mouth, there would probably only be a fish scale.
After the meal was done, there was indeed a small piece of fish in Zhang Mufeng's bowl. No one came to snatch it from him.
He walked to the side with the bowl and finished the fish soup in a few mouthfuls.
However, he found that the old class monitor was only standing in front of the big pot with a smile. He did not eat, but was chewing something in his mouth.
"Old class monitor, aren't you going to eat?"
The old class monitor moved his lips and said with a smile,
"I'm eating."
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