Li Qingkui and Li Sanwa's uncle and nephew ran to the cafeteria, and there were only a few people lined up to eat at this time. The two also hurriedly lined up at the back of the line. Li Sanwa craned her neck and looked ahead, and found that there were a lot more iron pots and wooden barrels today.

"Uncle, there are a lot more cakes today than before. There will be a war tonight, is it that the king has rewarded two more cakes? ”

Li Qingkui nodded and said, "When I was in the border army before, I had to feed my brothers before going out. The king is so benevolent and righteous, he can usually let his brothers eat three full meals, what are the four cakes today, brown rice porridge may be enough to drink. ”

Li Sanwa listened to the words of the second uncle, and her heart suddenly became hot. Four loaves of bread, he has grown so big, he has never eaten four loaves at once.

Most of the people in the camp are still sleeping, so there are not many people cooking, and there are only three or four people in front of Li Sanwa, but Li Sanwa feels as if she has been waiting for a long time.

At last it was his turn, and he eagerly picked up his rice bowl and walked up, hoping that he would be able to get four breads. The person in charge of cooking in the camp is a fat non-commissioned officer, because Li Sanwa is young, the fat non-commissioned officer takes care of him every time, and occasionally teases him a few words.

When the fat non-commissioned officer saw Li Sanwa, he smiled and said, "Boy, there is a task at night, so there are enough cakes and brown rice porridge to eat today, and each person has a salted fish and some pickles." ”

Li Sanwa was stunned when she heard this, with an expression of disbelief on her face. The fat non-commissioned officer looked at this Li Sanwa and scolded with a smile: "What are you in a daze, if you don't eat, don't block others." ”

After listening to the fat non-commissioned officer's words, Li Sanwa reacted and hurriedly handed over the big bowl. But he has already set off a monstrous wave in his heart, there are enough cakes and brown rice porridge to eat, real or fake, and there are such good things.

"You are only allowed to take two breads at a time. Come back and get it after eating. Don't worry, there are enough cakes for you to eat today. ”

Li Sanwa hurriedly thanked the fat non-commissioned officer, ran to the side, picked up the cake and ate it. While eating, I watched the wooden barrel pile up with spiky cakes. Swallow a loaf of bread in a few bites, as if you have a grudge against it.

Li Qingkui is not much better. It's also desperately stuffing cakes into his mouth, as for brown rice porridge and salted fish or something, how can I take care of it at this time. Not to mention the rest of the homeless, most of whom have never had enough to eat a meal when they are so old.

Li Sanwa quickly finished eating two cakes, and hurriedly rushed over to continue queuing, and in just a while, he had already received four cakes. The fat non-commissioned officer was frightened, and hurriedly persuaded: "Boy." You have to take it easy, don't hold it up. You still have enough to eat at night, you eat so much, can you still eat at night? ”

Hearing the words of the fat non-commissioned officer, Li Sanwa found that his stomach was a little swollen and uncomfortable, but he still took two cakes, and then came to the edge of the camp with brown rice porridge and drank the porridge slowly. Savoring salted fish with his eyes closed.

It wasn't until he ate the tenth cake into his stomach that Li Sanwa hiccuped comfortably. Leaning against the fence, he reminisced about the fullest meal he had ever eaten. When he was at home in the past, his father and mother loved him the most, and the family always fed him first. But even during the holidays, he had never eaten so many cakes.

Stroking his swollen belly, he thought of his father and mother again. Li Sanwa's tears immediately flowed. It would be nice if they were still alive, even if they ate a full meal like this and then died, this life would be worth it.

Li Qingkui came over and sat next to Li Sanwa, and when he saw his appearance, he knew that the child missed his dead father. He reached out and rubbed his nephew's head. sighed and said, "Sanwa, I miss your father......

Li Sanwa wiped her eyes, and then nodded heavily. Li Qingkui said in a deep voice: "Let's follow the king in the future, we must survive well and eat enough cakes." ”

When the displaced people in the camp got up one after another and gathered in the canteen to prepare for dinner, they knew that they had enough bread to eat today. The camp burst into cheers. Everyone lined up over and over again, and everyone ate at least ten or eight cakes, and it was only after hearing the news that dinner could be enough to eat, so they stopped.

After lunch, the camp was full of homeless people. They caressed their bloated bellies, smiles of satisfaction on their faces. In the past year, they have been bumpy and displaced, who would have thought that they would be able to eat a cake so happily.

In the afternoon, the troops did not arrange training, but only assembled and distributed weapons. According to the method given to him by the second uncle, Li Sanwa found a rag and wrapped the rusty iron knife assigned to him around his hand, which was to prevent the iron knife from getting out of his hand during the match.

Li Sanwa has been pestered several times, but his second uncle still keeps pestering him. And Li Qingkui was still nagging beside him: "When you wait for the match, you must follow me closely, the person I stabbed with a big gun, you have to take advantage of this kung fu to go up and make up for the knife." After mending the knife, he immediately hid behind me, and the big gun in my hand was opened to help you block. You're smart, don't be ......."

As he spoke, he kept picking up the spear in his hand, the spearhead was already rusty, and the spear shaft was only a random wooden stick to deal with, but he still made the spearhead stronger, for fear that the spearhead would fall off during the fight.

After dinner, the displaced people began to assemble, and the captains of each brigade mobilized separately, and constantly talked about battlefield discipline for them. There were three targets to be taken tonight, and they were divided into three brigades.

Li Qingkui looked at the team of more than 1,000 people, and his heart suddenly beat a drum, there were only a few thousand people, but now he had to divide the troops. Not only him, but everyone else was worried. Many people have beaten the landlord's Weizitun Fort, and thousands of people may not be able to fight it, and they have to fold a lot, but now there are only more than 1,000 people in each team, how can this be fought.

As soon as it got dark, the captains of each brigade led their respective teams of displaced people to embark on the journey. Each homeless person was given a torch, each with a bag of fried noodles in their satchels, and a kettle full of cold boiled water.

In addition to more than 1,000 displaced people, each brigade also had more than 100 officers and men of the Far Eastern Army. But tonight's battle is still dominated by homeless people. At present, these displaced people have not really become part of the Shanxi guerrilla detachment, and even the establishment of the various squadrons has not been determined.

They also have to go through the test of actual combat, and if they find people who are afraid of fighting and afraid of death, they must further clear out the ranks. It was not until after several battles that a person who still had the courage to fight could finally become a fighter of the Shanxi guerrilla detachment. (To be continued......)

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