The sky was getting brighter, and the clouds that had been piled up in the east, which had been gray-brown, suddenly became dazzling—a trace of yang pierced through the clouds, piercing the white tassels and squinting their eyes.

"It's another sunny day!" She muttered to herself, discovering for the first time that the sunrise was so beautiful.

"It's time for breakfast!" The big voice of the guy Xu San rang out on the battlefield where the smoke of gunpowder was clearing. Bian Jingdao held a porcelain jar and cautiously handed it to Bai Tassel. In the porcelain jar is steaming white rice porridge, and along the edge of the jar, a few yellow and clear pickles exude a fragrance. The white tassel only glanced at it, the liquid in his mouth flowed, and his stomach screamed unconsciously.

After dawn, five hundred meters away from the opposite side, the figure of the little devil was revealed. I didn't feel it when I was engaged, but now, I suddenly found that the devils on the opposite side were densely packed layer after layer, and many of the apprentices' faces couldn't help but turn a little pale. The devil on the other side is also cooking. Both sides had been fighting fiercely all night, and they were already hungry.

It was now around five o'clock, and Okamura Ninji made good on his promise and began to set sail towards Cotton Boat Island.

Yamamuro Sotake followed closely beside him, looking at the imperial army battle flags fluttering on the opposite bank, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although the entire Cotton Boat Island could not be taken, fortunately, the beachhead had been opened large enough to be regarded as completing the task assigned by the commander.

The little devil began to eat, and the stomachs of the cadets also cried.

At the height of the battle, the cadets of the cooking class also took their weapons into battle. The cooking soldiers of the three squads have fought until now, but there is only one Xu San left, and there is a veteran known as "Lao Guotou".

As early as the end of the battle, the "old pot head" was preparing to start a gang, so he was able to cook three pots of white rice porridge in such a short time.

Battalion commander Geng Changfeng was shot in the left arm not long ago, and now on the Zhendong position, he is the highest-ranking officer after Bai Tassel. He walked up to the white tassel with his left arm hanging and whispered, "There are only one hundred and seventy-nine brothers left. Three of the brothers were badly wounded and are still unconscious. ”

"Arrange a platoon of brothers to be on guard, and the others will eat first! We insisted until Commander Zhang and the others retreated, and then retreated to Tuanjie Village," Bai Tassel said, taking the porcelain jar handed over by Bian Jingdao and taking a big sip.

"Traveler, chopsticks!" Bian Jingdao handed over a pair of chopsticks.

Geng Changfeng responded yes and returned a military salute.

"Brothers, it's time for breakfast, eat open, porridge is full!" Xu San's big voice was still roaring.

The cadets who were still tired just now crowded excitedly, and each of them had a porcelain jar of white flowers in their hands.

Bai Tassel took the chopsticks, subconsciously stirred in the porcelain jar, the chopsticks touched a round thing, she was a little surprised, picked it out and looked, it was actually an egg.

"And eggs?" She was a little excited.

Bian Jingdao smiled, turned around and picked up his porcelain jar.

The white tassel took a bite, stood up and looked over, and asked, "Does everyone have eggs?" ”

The standard of food supply in the cadet army is very high, even in battle, the food is also very high. White tassels are not very particular about eating, but because women are always uncomfortable for a few days a month, she never eats cold things. Over time, the cooks of the Seventh Brigade developed the habit of cooking hot food whenever possible.

When the "old pot head" came out, they brought a lot of ingredients, and there were several large baskets of eggs alone. However, in the previous battle, most of these eggs were damaged, so this breakfast, he just boiled an egg for the white tassel to eat.

Bian Jingdao couldn't answer this question, so he just buried his head in "hard work".

Bai Tassel drank two more mouthfuls of porridge, and then felt that something was wrong, except for her, no one else had eggs, her face immediately changed, she walked towards the "old pot head", put the porcelain jar in front of him, and asked, "What's the matter?" Why do I have eggs? The ones who need eggs the most now are the wounded soldiers! 'Old pot head', you can't do this authentically! ”

"Old pot head" smiled bitterly and said: "Brigade, there are not a few eggs, you are too hard, I just thought-"

"Old pot head" was originally from the old Cantonese system. According to the age standard for serving in the cadet army, he should have retired a long time ago. However, considering that he had no relatives, after soliciting his own opinions, the Political Department of the Cadet Army gave him special treatment under special circumstances, and still kept him and transferred him to the Seventh Brigade.

"Lao Guotou" became a soldier at the age of eighteen and ate food, and this year is forty-three, speaking of which, his military age has reached twenty-five years. The Cadet Army values veterans, so although he is just a man, no one will despise him, from the white tassel to the ordinary private.

There is a saying among the people that an old man is better than a treasure, and what I want to point out here today is that in our military army, every veteran is also our treasure - this is naturally said by Ouyang Yun. And it is precisely because of hearing the words of the commander-in-chief that the "old pot head" is more and more dedicated to the work of his husband. White tassels, as his woman, have naturally received special care.

Bai Tassel didn't know how to go, and he had been eating a small stove since the first day he came to the Seventh Brigade. The reason why she was "furious" at this moment was because the Cadet Army had regulations in this regard, and on the battlefield, only the wounded and sick were eligible to add meals.

So far, among the more than 100 people, at least half of them have been wounded. Many of them have serious injuries that are permanently absent. She looked at the "old pot head"'s somewhat old face and honest smile, and she couldn't speak sharply. Sighing lightly, she asked softly, "How many eggs are left, take them out and cook them for the wounded and sick!" The war is difficult, and now that they can eat a little more, I feel a little better. ”

"It's good, it's good! I listen to you! The "old pot head" agreed repeatedly, turned around and was about to get busy, when suddenly, the gunshots rang out again.

"The little devils are attacking again!" The white tassel turned around and looked at it, and as he spoke, he took a big sip of the short-term porcelain jar, picked up two pickles with his hands and threw them into his mouth, then took out his gun and ran forward directly.

The "old pot head" found that there was still half a bitten egg in the porcelain jar, and wanted to remind her to finish eating, and shouted, "Brigade-" Then, he shook his head and said, "Let's save it for her first." ”

Qiu Mu Zhensheng stood under a locust tree whose upper body had been blown off, observing the position of the Cadet Army with a telescope. A slender figure of a woman suddenly appeared in the telescope, he was stunned for a moment, and then froze. A woman's epaulette appeared in the camera, which was actually the logo of a major general, he was stunned at first, and then grinned and sneered: The men of the branch are all dead, and they actually let the women lead the army! Putting down the binoculars and looking at the corpses of the imperial soldiers strewn all over the ground in front of the defenders' positions, he felt more and more dazzling.

"I, Qiu Mu Zhensheng, was actually sniped by a woman for half an hour and couldn't get an inch? This is truly an unacceptable shame! He muttered to himself, suddenly drew his command knife and waved it forward, shouting: "Charge, meet again!" Listen, everyone, don't go back, just move forward! Got it? ”

"Hay!" Several squadron commanders, who had been standing respectfully behind him, responded in unison, and then quickly returned to their respective units, and immediately after, another Japanese attack began.

Dense devils swarmed up, and the student soldiers quickly drank the porridge in the porcelain jar, grabbed their guns and entered the position.

"The little devils are all dispatched!" Bian Jingdao said to the white tassel who came over.

The white tassel looked at the slowly approaching devil, and his eyes became sharp. She stepped forward more than ten meters, lay down next to a machine gunner, and shouted: "Brothers, listen to my orders and get closer." Looking at the porcelain jar placed by the machine gunner beside her, and seeing that there was still a little porridge in it, she continued with a grin on the corner of her mouth: "There is still some distance between the little devils approaching, I order, all those who still have rice in the porcelain jar should be drunk!" Only when you are full can you have the strength to beat the devil! Hmph, if anyone kills a devil because of lack of strength, I'm going to spank him! ”

The Heavy had been waiting for him, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but laugh! The loader next to him handed him the porcelain jar and said mockingly: "The brigade seat said, Lang is not allowed to spend food, you, eat first, I will take care of it for you!" ”

The machine gunner naturally refused to do it, and said: "The brigade has said that the little devil is still some distance away, this time, not to mention this little porridge, is a big vat, and Lao Tzu has already finished drinking!" Thank you for your kindness! Want to use this machine gun? I'll wait until I'm dead! ”

Nearly 800 devils cautiously moved forward slowly, one by one nervous, for fear that a bullet would suddenly be shot in front of them. They didn't know what to say, and six out of ten of the students on the other side were now holding porcelain jars and enjoying breakfast.

Bian Jingdao was in charge of the safety of Bai Tassel when he was in Shengzhou, and at the beginning, he also questioned her ability because of the other party's former status as a singer, and felt that the commander-in-chief was a bit of a joke in this personnel appointment. And now, he has completely dismissed this idea.

There is no need to say the marksmanship of the white tassel, not to mention that every bullet must hit, but nine out of ten shots are certain. And although she is young, she conducts art, at least the ability of her subordinates, and there is nothing to say. Thinking of the commander-in-chief's outstanding eloquence and special ability to bewitch, Bian Jingdao has no doubt that the former is influenced by the latter - the so-called close to Zhu is red and close to ink is black!

It's all right, the most terrible thing is this woman's ruthlessness. This can be judged by the bullet she used.

That kind of bullet with a cross on the bullet is just too evil. If you are hit by this kind of bullet and die directly, you are happy, if you are only injured, then you are really worse than dead.

After seeing with his own eyes that a devil blew a grenade and blew himself up and injured his allies because he couldn't bear the pain, he looked at the white tassel with admiration and fear.

This woman can't afford to offend!