With Tang Cheng's face-to-face teaching, the wounded soldiers of the squadron in the shelter really didn't eat breakfast the next day, the sun was already hanging high in the sky, and the only ones who were lucky enough to drink gruel were the real wounded soldiers who were still bedridden. "Brothers, the man surnamed Mao wants to starve us to death, he can't live anymore, let's go, go to the man surnamed Mao to settle accounts, the chiefs didn't leave us here to wait for death." This time it was the bald wounded soldier who took the lead, although he suffered a loss under Hou San's hands, but most of the wounded soldiers were still willing to listen to his encouragement.

The hundred and ten wounded soldiers gathered together walked towards Stationmaster Mao's office menacingly, and Stationmaster Mao, who had been hiding in the room, had already turned pale at this moment. "Stationmaster Mao, don't be afraid, haven't we already said it, you just sit here and wait to watch the show, we will help you do the rest, you can put your heart back in your stomach." Hou San, who was standing beside Stationmaster Mao, said with a smile, although more than a hundred wounded soldiers had gathered outside, there was no trace of panic on Hou San's face.

It wasn't until the bald head who kept shouting walked over with the other wounded soldiers that Hou San tightened his belt, picked up the arm-thick wooden stick on the table, and cracked his mouth and smiled. "Brothers, people are about to call the door, and when it's time for us to show up, let's say it first, don't hit the vital points, and only greet the thick flesh." Of course, Hou San's words were not said to the stationmaster Mao who was already at a loss, there were more than a dozen big men standing in this office belonging to the stationmaster Mao, and these people were also carrying the same wooden sticks in their hands as Hou San's hands.

If it was placed in normal times, Hou San and a dozen of them would definitely not be able to resist the siege of more than 100 wounded soldiers, but now these wounded soldiers have been hungry all morning, and there are few who are really as lively and energetic as that bald head. "The surname Mao, come out, grandpas want to eat, if you have the ability, you will keep avoiding and don't take the lead." More than ten meters away, the chaotic shouts outside the house had already reached everyone's ears, Hou San opened the door and walked out of the house first, and more than a dozen big men also walked out.

There were no superfluous words, and there was no warm smile, Hou San and the others rushed to the wounded soldiers who were walking over when they got out of the house, and the wooden sticks in their hands were immediately waved down, and only one looked at them, and the wounded soldiers who were caught off guard had already been knocked over by Hou San and others. The bald head that was the most noisy was smashed over by Hou San, and the taste of the stick with the thickness of the arm on the body was not very good, but fortunately, Hou San didn't really want to kill them, and the stick was also hit with the thick part of the meat, otherwise they would never have the strength to roll and scream on the ground.

Through the window of the office, Stationmaster Mao watched the wounded soldiers outside being knocked to the ground by Hou San and others one after another, and waited until there were not many wounded soldiers standing outside, and then Stationmaster Mao opened the door and walked out. "You are all in good condition, and if you had been ordered by the military headquarters, you guys should have been sent back to the army a long time ago. But you stayed, since you stayed, you should abide by the military rules and regulations here, I am the station commander here, you must obey my command during your stay here, otherwise you can only continue to go hungry or return to your original troops to fight with the little devils. ”

The wounded soldiers who came to make trouble were all knocked down, and Stationmaster Mao only said the choice that they would face, and then left with Hou San and others swaggering. Whether it was Stationmaster Mao or Hou San, they didn't pay attention to the wounded soldiers who were still lying on the ground, and the wounded soldiers who were hit hard were even more depressed, they didn't expect that Stationmaster Mao would be so vicious, and he would actually find someone from outside to deal with them.

What was found in the courtyard did not escape Tang Cheng's glasses, in fact, when Hou San and the others started to teach those wounded soldiers, Tang Cheng had been watching with binoculars in the warehouse. These wounded soldiers are actually routs, and the biggest reliance of the routs is that they don't care, and the routs who have faced cruelty on the battlefield dare not care about a thing, but this kind of indifference does not include their lives, on the contrary, the rout soldiers are far more afraid of death than the recruits, and this idea has been deeply rooted in their bones.

The reason why the bald head will encourage other wounded soldiers to treat Station Master Mao like this, the most fundamental thing is from their pride, the wounded soldiers always think that they have fought to the death on the battlefield, and they have faced the fierce Japanese soldiers, Station Master Mao, a polite guy who is not a person with them at all, so the wounded soldiers do not accept Station Master Mao. Let Hou San lead people to teach these wounded soldiers a lesson with sticks, just to beat their kind of pride, let them know that there are still people and things in this world that they need to respect, if it weren't for Stationmaster Mao who wanted to pull back as much food as possible, these proud people might have starved to death a long time ago.

is the same as Tang Cheng's plan, the second meal of the shelter today is still not the share of those troublesome wounded soldiers, there is no food to eat, naturally some people will not be convinced, Hou San and those strong men will appear again. The club was raised and waved again, and screams and shouts rang out again in the yard of the containment station, only this time much quieter. The wounded soldiers had only their bodies in their hands but not their brains, and not many of them would choose to be beaten after being beaten, and the wailing guys in the courtyard proved that most people were right.

Most of the wounded soldiers, including the bald head, had been starved all day, and it rained at night, so the hungry wounded soldiers could not sleep, so they gathered together to discuss countermeasures. "There's no need to eavesdrop on what they're talking about, these guys have been hungry for a day, it's going to be raining again, they don't even have decent weapons, what can you expect them to do?" Let's go to bed and fix them again tomorrow, I think, someone will make a wise choice. Tang Cheng's persuasion made the restless Hou San gradually calm down.

Stationmaster Mao was also worried all night, and got up early the next day to inspect the station, and saw that most of the wounded soldiers who had been starved all day were still awake, and Stationmaster Mao was finally able to relax. The sticks prepared by Hou San did not come in handy, and the wounded soldiers, who had been starving all day, finally realized what the right choice was, "Give them food, let them be fed." There were more than 100 wounded soldiers standing in front of him, which made Stationmaster Mao feel very good, and the idea that Tang Cheng gave himself finally came to fruition.

There are those who give in, and there are those who insist, most of the wounded soldiers in the shelter have expressed their willingness to accept the command of Station Chief Mao and promised to participate in the whole training, but the bald wounded soldiers and more than a dozen determined guys still continue to confront Station Master Mao with a resentful face. Those who promised to participate in the training would be given enough food to fill their stomachs, and those who chose to continue to resist would naturally continue to starve until they could not afford to be hungry and chose to obey.

"Brother Tang, I've already broken the kettle this time, I've spent all the food for the next month in this week, if you don't count the information you said before, then I can only hang myself at the gate with a rope." The wounded soldiers were finally willing to accept the training honestly, but the hot training in the courtyard did not make Stationmaster Mao smile, on the contrary, Stationmaster Mao, who was sitting next to Tang Cheng, had a gloomy face.

If you want the wounded soldiers to participate in the whole training, the food supply must keep up, and Station Commander Mao is also ruthless, and directly uses the next month's food on these wounded soldiers. The wounded soldiers who had been hungry for a long time were really able to eat, and it only took a week to eat almost enough food for them to consume for a month, if Tang Cheng had not gotten the information he had promised, just collecting the food needed for the wounded soldiers for training would be enough to drive Stationmaster Mao crazy.

"Don't worry, this kind of thing can't be rushed, and being impetuous will only break things. Ever seen cat and mouse? You're the cat waiting to catch mice, and if you don't shoot, you have to hit with one hit. "Stationmaster Mao's almost crying face did not make Tang Cheng's heart soften, but he knew that Stationmaster Mao still had enough food in his hands to last the shelter for half a month." These people of yours have only recovered the same ability as the recruits, and if they want to intercept the tobacco dealers, I am afraid they will have to continue to practice, and they are not holding wooden sticks and spears. ”

Tan Fei and Liu Shishi's days of going out were not without any gains, coupled with the assistance of Wu Laosan, they had identified several black market merchants who might sell tobacco and soil, but they had not yet obtained the exact route and time along the transportation route, so Liu Shi and the others could only use stupid methods to keep an eye on the whereabouts of those black market merchants. Before the wounded soldiers under Stationmaster Mao were really ready, Tang Cheng would not tell Stationmaster Mao about these things, otherwise it would harm them.

Stationmaster Mao is not a brainless person, seeing Tang Cheng so calm, he guessed that Tang Cheng had already gained something, so he simply resorted to the big trick again, and insisted on grinding Tang Cheng to tell the news that he had already found here. "This Xu Gui is from Changsha, I heard that he broke into Shanghai Beach when he was young, and then somehow gathered a group of people and began to pour smoke. Among all the tobacco dealers we know, Xu Gui's power is the smallest, and dealing with such a guy shouldn't cause big trouble. ”

Stationmaster Mao didn't seem very happy after listening to Tang Cheng's words, Xu Gui's tobacco and soil were all transported from Yungui, even if he knew the time and route of his transportation of tobacco and soil, he couldn't take his subordinates to intercept Xu Gui's tobacco and soil, because Liuyang and Yungui were not in the same direction at all. "Don't worry, I'm not talking about Xu Gui intercepting him when he was transporting goods, my people said that Xu Gui has a den in Liuyang where tobacco is stored, wouldn't it be better to take his old nest directly."

Stationmaster Mao finally laughed, copying people's nests is indeed more enjoyable than intercepting half-way, and the harvest of raiding homes is far greater than pretending to be bandits. "Then I'll start choosing candidates, if it weren't for the lack of weapons and ammunition I got here, I would have wanted to arm all these guys, and I also wanted to have an addiction to being a company commander."