The father of the sword is Kong Jie

Chapter 30 The Benefits of a Meat Meal
A good meal is not afraid of being late, and a good meat is not afraid of stewing!

Several large pots boiled the fragrant pork until two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

With the smell of pork covering the entire training ground, the soldiers finally selected those who were able to eat meat through the four ways Kong Jie said.

Under the lure of the smell of meat, all the participating fighters exhausted their eighteen martial arts skills and strived to be the best.

In the end, 21 people won in the actual combat against the painting circle.

A group of 250 people will win 80 people in the race around the station.

A total of [-] people in three platoons won the team training.

100 people won the competition of shooting helmets from 56 meters away.

When he came to the regiment headquarters to report, the first battalion commander Wang Leihu's face was full of complacency. After all, he passed the stewed meat in the most admirable way-directly overthrowing the regiment leader.

Second Battalion Commander Shen Quan also ate meat by running around the station.

Wang Huaibao, the commander of the third battalion, was a bit unsatisfactory. During the queue training, the platoon he personally trained only took No.4.

Missed the opportunity to eat meat.

Shen Quanhui reported: "Reporting to the head of the group, all four competitions have ended, and there are a total of 263 brothers who have won the right to eat meat."

Kong Jie said: "Then what are you waiting for? Share the meat with the capable brothers!"

Shen Quan glanced at the depressed commander of the third battalion, and said: "Commander, we have killed a lot of pork this time, in fact, if one person gets a little less, he can taste the fishy smell.

Is it possible that these brothers can eat their bellies, but others can only watch? "

Kong Jie shouted: "I would like to bet and admit defeat. The rules are set by everyone. Whether you can eat meat depends on your own ability. Why can't you eat meat now and blame others?"

"Pass down the order, the winner will eat the meat and drink the soup, and eat until I am full, and the side that loses the game will watch!"

"Yes!" Shen Quan replied with a wry smile.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, under the order of Lao Wang of the cooking class, the soldiers of the cooking class lifted the lid of the big iron pot for stewing meat.

It's really fragrant!

A large piece of pork that was cooked rottenly, lean and firm and plump, fat and crystal clear, immediately appeared in front of the soldiers.

The 263 fighters who won the competition began to feast, eating meat with their left hand and serving soup with their right hand, which was called nourishing.

The oily seeds glistening in his mouth made the soldiers around who couldn't eat meat salivate.

Eating meat alone, surrounded by four or five companions who can't eat meat, the warrior who eats meat is not at all embarrassed, and deliberately babbles.

Those who ate meat quickly ate a round belly, and the soup bowl gleaming with oily stars was randomly placed on the ground. Those who could not eat meat looked envious, wishing to pick up the soup bowl and lick it again.

Although the one who lost the game had no meat to eat, Kong Jie also explained how many pots of steamed buns the cooking team steamed.

It's just that half a white flour steamed bun can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year, but today it doesn't taste good in the mouth.

When the soldiers were overwhelmed, when Kong Jie came to the training ground, he asked loudly, "Brothers, have you eaten yet?"

"Eat it!" The meat-eater responded loudly, rubbing his stomach.

Those who did not eat meat looked depressed and helpless.

Kong Jie smiled, gathered all the brothers who hadn’t eaten meat, stood in line, and said loudly, “Don’t be discouraged, brothers who haven’t eaten meat, who can guarantee that those who eat meat will continue to eat meat? The meat ones won’t be able to eat meat in the future?”

"We lost to them this time, but we have two shoulders and one head. Who is afraid of whom? Next time we win, let them watch us eat meat. Does everyone think it makes sense?"

"Yes Yes--"

The soldiers who hadn't eaten the meat roared, venting the depression in their hearts.

The brothers who had eaten the meat shaved their teeth with their fingernails and made disdainful noises: "Cut—"

Wang Leihu shouted: "Brothers who ate meat, if we eat meat today, we will still be able to eat meat in the future. Don't you agree?"

"exactly--"

More than 200 soldiers who had eaten meat responded in unison.

Between you and me, the two sides even played the Eighth Route Army military song. One side mainly focuses on those who have eaten meat, and the other side mainly focuses on those who have not eaten meat.

The atmosphere became more and more intense, and the close relationship between the soldiers of the independent regiment was further amplified, and it really looked like a big family full of warmth and care.

At this point, Kong Jie slaughtered pigs and stewed meat, encouraged the whole group to gather together, and officially drew the curtain.

"Ding, you have successfully united the soldiers of the whole regiment, and the cohesion of the independent regiment is +3."

"You have successfully boosted the morale of the whole regiment, and the morale of the independent regiment is +3."

"You have successfully used four games to enhance the discipline of the entire regiment, and the discipline of the independent regiment is +2."

"Independent group:

Morale: 78
Cohesion: 80
Discipline: 86
Equipment: 73
Logistics: 81
Combat power (average): 79.2」

Kong Jie was very satisfied with watching a pig-killing stew as a reward, leading the whole regiment to conduct an alternative military training in four competitions, and the improvement of various values ​​brought about.

After the competition, Kong Jie selected some of the fighters who won the actual battle against the circle and the physical running circle to be incorporated into the regiment headquarters' guard platoon.

As for the fighters who performed well in the shooting competition, Kong Jie pulled them out alone to form the shooting team.

It is mainly responsible for attacking targets with high military value such as machine gunners, gunners and officers of the Japanese army after the outbreak of battle.

Everything was ready, Kong Jie suddenly felt a little more confident looking at the independent regiment, which had improved a lot in terms of equipment and combat effectiveness compared to when he first came.

In the upcoming Cangyunling anti-sweeping battle, I will definitely be able to lead the independent regiment to play the prestige of the main regiment of the Eighth Route Army!

Thinking of this, the high-spirited Kong Jie strode out of the room. Just as he was about to recite a poem, the communications soldier rushed to report: "Report to Commander, Commander Li Yunlong is here!"

Kong Jie hurriedly asked, "Where did you go?"

"Go straight to the regiment headquarters, it should be here soon."

"Go, go, tell Zhuzi and Wang Gensheng quickly, let them hide for me, and don't let that kid Li Yunlong bump into them."

"Yes!" The communications soldier was stunned for a moment, recovered his senses and responded, then turned around and carried out the order.

"Idiot Kong Er, come out!"

As soon as the communicator left, Li Yunlong's loud voice floated in across the yard.

Kong Jie rubbed his nose and walked out. Li Yunlong, with a dark face, was standing firmly at the gate of the Regiment Headquarters.

"Huh? Old Li, could it be that you didn't take care of the wine yesterday, why did your brother come here again?" Kong Jie pretended to be confused while pretending to understand.

Li Yunlong yelled: "Old Kong, don't beat me up, I just came here today to ask you for someone, even if you say to break the sky, Wang Chengzhu and Wang Gensheng Lao Tzu will also have to be taken away."

Kong Jie sighed: "Old Li, it's a coincidence that you came here. I just sent Zhu Zi and Wang Gensheng to go shopping in the city. According to the distance, I guess I won't be able to return until tomorrow."

Li Yunlong scolded: "Kong Er fool, don't you kid fool me. What did the two of them buy? Why didn't you send someone else, but why did you send them two? I think you did it on purpose."

Kong Jie said without changing his face: "What's the matter, the regiment just slaughtered a pig, the old Wang of the cooking class is so distressed! I promised him, let Zhuzi and Wang Gensheng go to the city with the money to buy him again Ten or eight piglets, let Lao Wang continue to raise them, and the two are in the same row, so it just happened to be sent there."

"What, did your group kill a pig?" Li Yunlong was stunned.

Kong Jie said: "It was just killed this morning, Lao Li, you were unlucky to catch up, all the meat was eaten, and there was only a little pig's blood left. If you want to try something new, I'll ask the cooking team to get you a bowl. "

"It's fine, what are you doing killing a pig?" Li Yunlong asked.

Kong Jie chuckled, and told Li Yunlong that he killed pigs to encourage the whole regiment, and selected brothers with good marksmanship and excellent skills from among the soldiers in the regiment to form a special combat team.

Li Yunlong has such a keen military sense, he immediately realized that this was a good way to inspire the whole regiment.

Dividing combat teams to improve combat efficiency is even more subtle.

Because his new regiment missed the mission of attacking the Changpo stronghold, they froze for nothing during the reinforcements. The morale of the soldiers was inevitably affected, and it was time to cheer up.

"...Eh, no, old Kong, don't interrupt me, kid. I'm here to ask you for help. I'll talk about the slaughter of pigs later."

Kong Jie said sternly: "I'm afraid the matter of killing pigs cannot be delayed, Lao Li, to tell you the truth, last time I went to the brigade headquarters for a meeting, I talked with the brigade commander about the recent strengthening of the Japanese army's strength in various strongholds.

The final conclusion is that the devils are probably going to attack our base area.

You know better than me what this means. A large-scale battle may be inevitable. Before the battle, if you don't hurry up to start military training in the regiment to boost the morale of the soldiers, what are you doing here to waste time? "

Hearing this, Li Yunlong's eyes narrowed slightly, "I've been thinking about this too recently! It seems that the Brigadier and the others thought of going together with me."

"Then why don't you hurry back to the new mobilization team?"

"Zhu Zi and Wang Gensheng..."

"Don't worry, they are all old brothers of the Fourth Front Army, can I still lie to you? As soon as they come back from the county, I will send them both back to your new regiment."

"Okay, don't fool me!" Li Yunlong said.

"No!" Kong Jie vowed.

Li Yunlong was worried about the battle that was about to break out, and he was not in the mood to get entangled with Kong Jie, so he nodded and left immediately.

Watching Li Yunlong's back gradually receding, Kong Jie showed a tricky smile.

Playing a rogue, looking for excuses to delay, this is Li Yunlong's usual trick of not returning the equipment that Chu Yunfei owed to others.

When Li Yunlong was sent to be the director of the quilt factory, hey, wouldn't Wang Chengzhu and Wang Gensheng be his own?
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(End of this chapter)