Rise from the sword

Chapter 563

Shijiazhuang.

Shuangfeng Town.

In June, the scorching sun is like fire, and stones flow like gold. Even in Hebei, which is known as the north, if you just take a few steps outside the house, you will be sweating profusely.

"it is finally over."

Outside the Japanese camp, Maeda Kichiri wiped the sweat rolling down his forehead, his tone full of emotion.

Escaping from Taiyuan, no, it should be a retreat, that's not right. To be precise, after breaking out from Taiyuan, he traveled all the way to Shuangfeng Town after breaking through difficulties and obstacles.

I thought that at the time when the Japanese Empire was expanding its army and there was an urgent shortage of grassroots officers, he was a squadron leader with a professional background and rich experience in actual combat. He would be reused.

Not to mention promotion, at least you can continue to lead a squadron to fight, and continue to experience the happiness of the number [-] under your command.

But the reality is always unexpected.

As soon as he got back to Shuangfeng Town, he didn’t have time to change his tattered clothes or take a bite of his meal, so he was investigated by the Gendarmerie Special High-Tech for two reasons. man spies.

Maeda Kichiri protested.

He has shed blood for the empire and fought for the emperor, and he should not be suspected without evidence.

But the investigation order came from General Yamamoto. Lieutenant General Yamamoto, who is now in full swing in the country, needs to investigate all those who retreated from Taiyuan, and the total number of imperial troops who came out of Taiyuan, including him, is less than one hundred.

No one would offend General Yamamoto for the sake of less than a hundred remnants.

Naturally, his protest was fruitless.

The investigation lasted a total of five days.

For five days, he lived in the former guerrilla prison.

The treatment is also the same as that of the guerrillas who were arrested.

What he ate was pig food, because it was summer, the weather was hot, and it even smelled rancid, so it was so little. Sometimes he was only given half a steamed bun a day.He drank muddy water, which also had a foul smell, and sometimes even gave him swill directly, and slept in stinky haystacks. Fortunately, it was summer, so he didn't freeze to death, but he was also tortured by flies and mosquitoes and couldn't sleep well.

For five days, his whole body was rotten.

Fortunately, it was only detention and psychologically oppressive interrogation, and there was no torture.

Now that he is finally liberated, he will be reinstated tomorrow and will be the squadron leader again, leading a squadron to fight.

After walking out of the prison, he changed into clean clothes on the way. Maeda Toshikichi smelled the bad smell that still existed in him, and felt his empty stomach, and fell into hesitation.

eat first?
Or should I take a shower first?
Both things are urgent, but he can only do one thing first.

Counting when he left Taiyuan, he hadn't showered for a week.

A week, that is, seven days, does not seem to be a long time, but now it is summer, the sun is scorching, and he has continued to exercise vigorously, sweat stains have accumulated layer after layer on his back, arms, belly, etc. Rubbing, it is just grains of rotten dirt.

Like a bowl of rice that has been expired for a long time.

Fortunately, after being in a foul smelling environment for a long time, he has adapted to his own foul smell, just like he can't smell his own bad breath, even if it is bad smell, he can get used to it.

However, after eating sour rice and steamed buns for five consecutive days, he still couldn't get enough to eat every day. Now he was so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back, and his eyes were dim.

So Maeda Jiri decided to eat first.

Anyway, after changing clothes, as long as you don't get close, who can guess that he hasn't bathed for a week. Besides, he smells bad, and I can't smell it. It doesn't matter if it's someone else who smells bad.

"Let's go and have a good meal first, and then take a good bath."

Maeda Jiri said.

"Yo Xi."

He escaped from Taiyuan together with his two, no, the confidants who escaped from the encirclement were satisfied and agreed.

The two were also investigated, and the situation was similar to that of Maeda Kichiri.

He had just been released from prison, and he had changed into clean clothes, but he hadn't showered for seven days. He was dirty and rancid, and his chest was hungry and his stomach was sticking to his back.

It has to be said that although the situation of the devils is getting worse day by day, being chased away all over the mountains and plains by the Eighth Route Army, they can only hide in the big cities, sweeping up the countryside and so on. The materials in the devil-occupied area are still quite affluent. The prices of grain, cotton, etc. are stable and the supply is sufficient.

Especially coarse grains, the cheapness makes people feel that this is not a time of war at all.

Therefore, the material supply of the devils is very sufficient.

Although it is not time for dinner, Maeda Kili is the squadron leader. In Shuangfeng Town, where there is only one regiment stationed here, it can be said that he has a small status. In addition, he was wronged for five days, so the three of them quickly got together. Go to a table to eat.

Corn and red bean rice balls, steamed buns, radish miso soup, and even a bowl of fatty braised pork cans.

It can be called the most abundant.

Looking at the abundant food on the table, the three of them whetted their appetites. First, they drank a bowl of flavor-enhancing soup, then picked up the rice ball with one hand and picked up the chopsticks with the other, ready to have a good meal to make up for the five The grievance of my stomach for days.

Sudden.

boom······

Outside the barracks, there was a violent explosion, followed by explosions like raindrops. Gunpowder smoke visible to the naked eye rose in the distance, and a shell even hit a position 900 meters outside the cafeteria.

"Nani?"

Before the red bean rice ball in his hand was stuffed into his mouth, Maeda Kichiri's eyes were fixed.

Shelling by the Independent Regiment was very common. The Imperial Army camp was often harassed by shelling from the Independent Regiment, and he was used to it.But the scale of the shelling in front of me is definitely not harassment, but rather.

"The independent regiment launched an attack on Shuangfeng Town and Shijiazhuang."

Maeda Kichiri is aware of the current situation.

The other two devils also realized the current situation, and their expressions were solemn.

In the Battle of Taiyuan, the intensive artillery fire of the Independence Regiment, like raindrops of heavy bombs, left the three with an indelible nightmare.

Looking at each other, the three of them saw the same thought in their eyes - escape, no, retreat, no, more accurately, it should be said to break through.

Quickly, without hesitation, and go all out to break through.

Otherwise, with the terrorist attack speed of the independent regiment, the tanks would rush forward densely at super high speed, and the regiment in Shuangfeng Town, and it was a newly formed regiment, might be wiped out if they couldn't hold it for a day.

And they either died of artillery fire or were killed by soldiers of the Independent Regiment, there is no second possibility.

Finally, looking at the delicious food in his hand, Maeda Kichiri gritted his teeth:

"Bring a few steamed buns and rice balls, and let's go."

He is very hungry now, very hungry, so hungry that he can't wait to eat three days' worth of food in one go.

But after serving in the Imperial Locust Army for so long and leading troops to charge for so many years, Maeda Kichiri knew very well that he should not eat before strenuous exercise, otherwise the severe liver pain would seriously affect the speed of marching.

Not to mention eating Hesse's nonsense.

But if he wanted to break out of the independent regiment's attack, he had to march at full speed for a long distance, twenty kilometers in a row, so he could only bring a little food to eat on the road.

Fortunately, I just took a bite of rice balls and drank some soup, and it was a flavor-enhancing soup with sugar and salt, so I had the strength to escape.

"Hi."

The other two devils also understood the situation, picked up two steamed buns and ran towards Shijiazhuang without any hesitation.

And before Maeda Kichiri left, he dipped the bowl of canned braised pork that hadn't been touched with the steamed bun in his hand -- dipped in some oil and meat.

In the end, he took a painful look at the almost untouched hearty dishes—he ran away, and he didn't know how long he hadn't eaten.Gritting his teeth, he also ran to Shijiazhuang.

After the three of them left for a while, several tanks rushed in, their tracks and front armor smashed into the wall and crushed the cafeteria.

"No devils were found."

Beside the tank, a soldier with a submachine gun said.

"Get out of the car and set up camp on the spot."

Hearing that the surroundings were safe, the leader of the tank platoon gave an order.

They have three platoons, one tank platoon, and two infantry platoons. Today's combat mission is to occupy Shuangfeng Town and build a defense line to protect the logistics line.As for the task of attacking Shijiazhuang, it doesn't matter to them.

The soldiers in the tank came down one after another, set up camp, and set up a circle to set up a cordon.

"Hey, you little devil hasn't even started eating this meal yet!"

After the tank platoon leader got out of the car and arranged the position for security, he saw the dining table left by Maeda Kichiri—it was only covered with a layer of dust, and the dining table and the dishes on it were not damaged.

"Braised pork!"

After carefully looking at the dishes on the table, especially the bowl of canned braised pork, the platoon leader curled his lips, shivering, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The one who can become the leader of the tank platoon is naturally a veteran, a veteran among veterans. This company commander led the troops for two and a half years. If it was back then, that is, when he first joined the army, the food in front of him would make his eyes pop out.

But after working in the independent regiment for a year and a half.He really has no appetite for the dishes in front of him, especially the bowl of braised pork.

But the flavor-enhancing soup made him look a few more times.

"Cooking class, bury the fire and cook."

Then the tank platoon leader shouted loudly.

After fighting for so long, he was also hungry. Anyway, their combat mission was over, so the platoon leader decided to have a good meal.

"What's the dish today?"

Seeing the cooking team with a large boiler and other kitchen utensils in the back of the car driving a big jeep, the tank platoon continued to ask.

"Today's second-class stove."

The monitor of the cooking class shouted:

"The staple food is rice, four dishes and one soup, two meat and two vegetables, meat dish shredded pork with green peppers, braised chicken nuggets, vegetarian dishes: potato shreds, stir-fried winter melon, egg drop soup."

Under Zhao Gang's plan, the large-scale production in the base area increased rapidly, and a large number of base area farms were established, with unified mechanized production and breeding, and of course, an individual contract responsibility system to distribute production to households.

With the help of self-produced fertilizers, large-scale water conservancy facilities, and the high-grade seeds obtained from Boss Chen, the grain production has been rising steadily. It is expected that this year will increase by 43 times compared with last year, which is [-] years.

The same is true for the breeding industry. Due to the availability of feed such as soybeans and coarse grains, coupled with improved varieties, the number of chickens, ducks and pigs raised has skyrocketed.

Vegetable production is also rising steadily.

Therefore, at present, the whole army has realized the improvement of food quality.

(End of this chapter)