The father of the sword is Kong Jie

Chapter 351

When entering the city gate, he met comrades from the enemy's Ministry of Industry who were disguised as puppet soldiers, which made the monk more discerning.

The monk followed Kong Jie into the restaurant. There were already seven or eight tables set up in the restaurant. The tables were small, a square table with four benches, two people sitting on each side, and eight people per table.

In the relatively central area are Japanese military officers, while in the corner area are the puppet army and some traitors.

At this time, the monk with keen observation noticed that in the corner, several puppet soldiers scratched himself one after another.

own people!
The monk was a little surprised at the bottom of his heart, thinking that the comrades from the enemy's Ministry of Industry have developed really well, and in the puppet army team that came to celebrate the birthday of the devil's gendarmerie captain, there were four comrades from the enemy's Ministry of Industry .

One of them, depending on his rank, was the deputy platoon leader of the puppet army.

This time, the monk was completely relieved.

His monk is a man of high skill and courage, even if he is in a dragon's pond or a tiger's den, he dares to break into it.

It's just that there is an extra group leader in front of him. As a guard, he is always worried about Kong Jie's safety, fearing that he will be defeated by two fists and four hands, and he will not be able to take care of him in a while.

For this matter, the monk has been worrying about it!
It doesn't taste good even after eating.

Now, knowing that there are many comrades of his own in this restaurant, the monk finally settled down.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing? Sit at that table!"

Kong Jie led the monk to a table in the corner and sat down.

When he got to the front, Kong Jie smiled and nodded at the puppet army traitors around him, looking familiar.

Although the puppet soldiers and traitors who were greeted by Kong Jie did not know Kong Jie and the monk.

But since they can sit here, if they are either devils or traitors, they are considered a family, so they nodded in return.

Kong Jie and the monk chose to sit at the table. Besides the two of them, two of them had scratched the monk's itch before.

When these two nodded to the monk and Kong Jie, they were also the most cordial.

It is undoubtedly the comrades of the enemy Ministry of Industry lurking in the puppet army.

At this time, the waiter of the hotel started to serve the food, and came out of the kitchen carrying a large wooden tray on his shoulder, and there were plates of stir-fried vegetables on the tray.

The dishes are the same, and the two mistresses are busy one after another.

The waiter, who was carrying the tray, started to serve the food from the devil's side, and from the main table. Each table put down a plate. The first dish was very simple, fried peanuts.

When the fried peanuts were served, even though they were oily and still stained with salt, they looked delicious.

The monk smacked his lips with a disgusted expression on his face.

"Brother, this little devil is too shabby, how about some of this after his birthday?"

the monk said in a low voice.

Naturally, the titles had to be changed, this was discussed by the two early in the morning, and they were called brothers when they entered the restaurant.

……

The food of the Independent Regiment is not bad, it can even be said to be the best in the entire [-]th Brigade, or simply, the entire Eighth Route Army frontline combat team.

As for the monk who ate with Kong Jie and lived on the board of the regiment, that's not to mention.

Although Kong Jie issued a strict order, the food of the regiment headquarters should be the same as that of the soldiers.

But Lao Wang in the cooking class is eccentric, even if it is the same as the food, the meals for the regiment always need to add a little more oil.

Lao Wang said that the head of the regiment has to worry about the affairs of the whole regiment, and the things on the shoulders are the heaviest, so he must get more oil and water to make up for it.

Naturally, the soldiers were not unhappy, and the monk's daily exercise did not drop, but his weight was steadily increasing.

Of course, the monks put the weight on the muscles, and the whole person became stronger and stronger.

Let me give a simple data to illustrate:
Spring of [-].

It was approved by the boss, and it was mentioned in the food standards of the troops of the Eighth Route Army.

Each soldier has a standard of two catties of meat per month.

Calculated in this way, if each soldier eats two taels of meat for one meal, he can also eat ten meals of meat in a month, and eat one meal every three days.

Just how much meat can there be?That's two or three bites, less than half the size of a fist.

And this was the food standard set in the spring of [-]. At that time, the supply of the National Army to the Eighth Route Army had not been cut off, and the life of the troops was still relatively good.

After the raid, the national army cut off the supply of the Eighth Route Army, and the Japanese army frequently launched anti-mopping operations.

This food standard has long since become an empty shell. Many front-line troops can't even eat a meal of meat for a month.

So what about the food standard of the independent regiment when it comes to eating meat?

After the independent regiment changed defense to Niukou Village and the base area stabilized, Kong Jie approved the food standard for the independent regiment:
The soldiers must see meat every day, every soldier, every lunch, at least two pieces of meat.

The comrades in the cooking class are good at knives, especially after the repair shop has made a few kitchen knives for each cooking class.

The pieces of meat cut by the soldiers of the cooking class were basically uniform in size.

Kong Jie even explained that the portion of these two pieces of meat must be sufficient, and the soldiers should not think that I am stingy as the regiment leader.

How much are these two pieces of meat?
Lao Wang from the cooking class specially weighed it, and it was two and a half.

These are two big pieces of fat.

It can be oily when you bite it into your mouth, and it is that taste that lingers in your mouth all day long.

In addition to pork, eggs, chicken, duck, goose, fish, mutton, and all kinds of bacon, the cooking team came to change the taste for the soldiers.

In this regard, Kong Jie had told the logistics department to work hard.

Therefore, the cooking team of each company occupies quite a large area, including pig pens, cattle pens, and areas for raising chickens, ducks, and geese.

Calculated in this way, in terms of eating meat, the food standard of the independent regiment is calculated as 30 days per month for each soldier, which is the standard of 7.5 catties of meat, which is 3.5 times the meat standard set by the boss at that time.

And this is still the standard of food in normal times.

During the large-scale military training of the independent regiment, or during combat missions, the meat-eating food standard should be raised even higher.

Because of this, the fighters of the independent regiment often sigh with emotion:
In other regiments, the soldiers followed the regiment leader and were attacked by devils.

Our independent group is different, following the group leader not only will the devils beat you, but you will also eat meat!
Mr. Wang from the cooking class approached Kong Jie several times, asking if it was too extravagant to live like this?Who eats meat every day?In the past, it was considered good to be able to eat a meal of meat throughout the year.

Kong Jie replied like this: "Old Wang, do you know the standard of food for devil soldiers?"

"In [-], the basic food ration set by the Devil Army was as follows:
13 liang of polished rice, 12 liang of refined wheat, [-] liang of fresh meat, [-] liang of vegetables, [-] liang of Zean, soy sauce, miso, salt, sugar, tea, sake, sweets, cigarettes, etc.

Let's not talk about anything else, let's just talk about eating meat. This little devil can eat four taels of meat per meal. We are just letting the soldiers eat two taels of meat in one meal. There is still a distance from the little devil! "

"Our Eighth Route Army's conditions are poor, and the battle is difficult. I know the situation, and I, Kong Jie, don't have much ability. I can't take care of the whole army. The only thing I can take care of right now is the soldiers of our independent regiment."

"Then I have to feed the soldiers and fight hungry, so what's the matter?"

"As for the supply of logistics, you don't have to worry. This is a headache for me as the head of the regiment. Just let the soldiers eat the meat well. I will find a way to supply it."

When Kong Jie said this, Lao Wang didn't have anything to say, and immediately took orders: "Commander, since you said so, I will definitely let the soldiers eat well!"

So the food standard of the independent regiment was set in this way.

When the soldiers learned of the great generosity of the commander, they all shouted long live the commander.

The reason why some puppet soldiers who surrendered later were willing to stay in the independent regiment, apart from other factors, the food aspect, I have to say, is also a very important reason.

But how did Kong Jie manage to stabilize the food supply in the regiment?
On the one hand, it is naturally because Kong Jie has money on hand, and the art of commando armed forces to seize cash flow is not practiced for nothing.

In addition, during this period of time, the independent regiment was fighting everywhere, and the various troops captured a lot.

Coupled with Dong San and Xu Qingnian's side, the independent group's foreign business has gradually opened up the road.

With this stable source of income, Kong Jie can naturally guarantee the food supply for the soldiers.

Not only that, a few days ago Kong Jie set his sights on another place - Killing the Tiger's Mouth.

The junction of Sanjin and Inner Mongolia.

Inner Mongolia has fertile pastures, which are natural pastures.

The cadres sent by Kong Jie to kill Hukou received news a few days ago that they had contacted the guerrillas in Inner Mongolia.

Kong Jie figured that by then, he could do business with the guerrillas in Inner Mongolia and raise some chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep in Inner Mongolia.

In the future, we can even set up a factory near the station to produce some monosodium glutamate and the like, and then sell it to the little devil in the county.

In this way, the foreign trade of the independent group can be further increased.

……

……

Back in front of him, the monk couldn't see the plate of peanuts in front of him at all.

Kong Jie smiled, lowered his voice a little, and said, "Monk, don't be impatient, boy, all the hard dishes are behind!"

"Is there any meat?"

"There must be. Captain Yoshida celebrates his birthday, can he get less meat? I said, just eat."

"Middle!" The monk smiled, and quickly pushed the peanuts in front of him to the left, and pushed it to a puppet army squad leader.

The squad leader of the puppet army vaguely heard some words that the monk said later, his old face couldn't help but twitched, his heart was full of contempt:

These two bumpkins!
... Cough cough, the dishes will be served in a while, I will eat the meat first, I have already given out all the gifts, I can't lose my stomach, I can't let these vegetarian dishes just fill my stomach.

The follow-up dishes were served one by one, and soon, all the dishes on the table were served.

It's not as good as the Manchu Banquet, but it's also a table full of dishes.

In the middle is a carp with a golden tail, next to it is a plate of roast chicken, and a plate of pork with plum vegetables. These are the only three meat dishes on the table.

As soon as the three dishes were served, the monk couldn't move his eyes away, mainly staring at the roast chicken.

Seeing that the monk's saliva was about to flow down, the movement became a little louder, and the puppet soldiers and traitors next to him all cast mocking glances.

Kong Jie couldn't help but kicked the monk under the table, and cursed in a low voice: "Monk, can you be a bit promising, you are not allowed to eat meat at home?"

The monk said: "Brother, can the situation be the same? There are only two pieces of meat at home, which are not enough to fit between my teeth. Every time I just eat something interesting, the meat in the bowl is gone. How can it compare to the meat?" Can you feel as happy as eating a whole roast chicken in front of your eyes?"

Kong Jiele said: "There are so many brothers in the family, only you are a meat-mouthed kid. After all, aren't you a monk? This monk doesn't touch meat. Why did you come here and think about eating meat all day long?" ?”

The monk pretended to put his hands together, recited a sentence of Amitabha, and then said: "Brother, you don't understand this, the master said, wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha keeps it in his heart!

We martial arts practitioners don't eat more meat, how can we practice Kung Fu? "

Kong Jie: "..."

For a moment, I was speechless.

Then, while cursing the monk, Director Kong smiled at the surrounding colleagues, stood up, changed the position of the roast chicken, brought it in front of the monk, and said:
"Everyone, I'm sorry, my younger brother also celebrates his birthday today, so let's take advantage of Captain Yoshida's birthday to eat something good, do you have any opinions?"

Most of the puppet army officers looked unkind.

The life of the puppet soldiers is also unsatisfactory.

Today was the birthday of the captain of the devil's gendarmerie, and he wanted to send some gifts for a good meal, and by the way, get a favor from the devil.

Who would have thought that it would be so unlucky that they would run into two bumpkins as soon as they came up.

The soldier of the enemy Ministry of Industry who was lurking in the puppet army held back a smile and said, "Since this little brother has passed his birthday, it should be done."

"Thank you so much, brother, you are lucky!"

Kong Jie was not polite at all, and brought the roast chicken in front of the monk.

With one chopstick up, first cut off the head and tail of the carp, and put the whole body on the plate in front of the monk.

Then there is the braised meat on top of the plate of preserved vegetables.

Kong Jie used his excellent chopstick skills to add it horizontally, and directly put half of it, four pieces of meat, into the monk's bowl.

After this operation, he stared at the table of puppet soldiers and traitors dumbfounded.

The monk didn't care about that much, while eating the roast chicken, while sandwiching the meat, he said vaguely in his mouth:
"Brother, then I can eat it!"

Kong Jiele said: "Eat it, eat it, it's all yours, slow down, don't choke anymore, I told you that my brother brought you here for your birthday today, can I treat you badly?"

"Hey!"

When the monk heard this, he was so moved, and continued to feast, and his mouth was not enough.

And what is the etiquette at this table?

No manners!
It's been a miserable life, and it's rare to see big fish and meat on weekdays, but now you pretend to be polite and demeanor, you deserve it because you can't eat well, you deserve it because you're hungry.

The puppet army traitors at a table saw that Kong Jie and the monk were the first to start after the food was full, and they didn't dare to hesitate. They quickly stretched out their chopsticks and began to eat, fearing that it would be late, and the bald boy would finish all the food in a while.

The ghosts and puppet soldiers at other tables in the restaurant also started to move their chopsticks, until Yuki Yoshida, captain of the Japanese Gendarmerie in Shouyang County, walked to the main podium and spoke.

The Japanese and puppet soldiers stopped their chopsticks.

The monk was still eating, but Kong Jie didn't stop him.

Most of the roast chicken was gone, and the buckle meat was all stuffed into his stomach. The monk was eating fish, which is no better than other meats, and he had to be careful of being stuck by the thorns.

There are two big chicken legs in Kong Jie's bowl, which were pulled down by the monk in advance and given to Kong Jie.

It's hard for the boy monk to remember.

Now that the devil was talking, the other traitors of the puppet army stopped their chopsticks, while Kong Jie and the monk continued to eat, as if no one was there.

The puppet soldiers and traitors sitting around looked unhappy, but the Japanese were talking, and they didn't dare to stop them.

In addition, the seat was relatively far away, and the monk and Kong Jie continued to eat happily, but the little devil didn't notice.

But he said that the monk's appetite is indeed not small. After eating most of the roast chicken, he also finished the pork and fish in the bowl.

The monk raised his treacherous eyes, looked at the table, and saw that there was no trace of meat.

"Brother, this little devil is too shabby, who is enough for this little meat?"

The monk finished eating the meal the devil invited, and began to scold the devil.

Kong Jie glanced at the two tables next to him, and said cheerfully, "You're not promising, I don't think the chicken and fish on the two tables next to you have touched your chopsticks, just wait, I'll bring them over for you Eat enough."

As Kong Jie said, he got up straight away and walked towards a table next to him, "Brother, please take the plate of roast chicken in front of you to my side, I can't reach it here."

Get up and move around.

Plus an unabashed voice.

The commotion between the monk and Kong Jie spread immediately in the quiet restaurant.

Unscrupulous!

Now it annoyed some devil officers who were eating in the central district.

Some devil officers were eager to find an opportunity to curry favor with Gendarmerie Captain Yoshida Yuki.

Seeing that Kong Jie and the two disturbed the banquet so recklessly, he immediately shouted at Kong Jie:

"Baga, yours, what's the situation?"

Immediately afterwards, a traitor leader jumped out, pointed at Kong Jie and cursed: "Taijun asked you something, I think you are a bit unfamiliar, who are you?"

Kong Jie didn't answer, but called out to the monk behind him: "Monk, are you full? We should pay back the salute!"

With a mouthful of food still in his mouth, the monk quickly stood up, turned around, rubbed his oily hands on his body, and said, "Head, I'm full."

Head!

As soon as this title was spoken, the devils, puppet soldiers, and traitors who reacted all changed their faces.

"If you're full, then go to work, let's make trouble!"

Kong Jie laughed and pulled out the two shell guns that he had prepared on his waist while speaking. He opened the safety and fired at the devils who were about to draw the guns.

At that time, Kong Jie was standing on the ground, and the monk was standing on the long bench behind Kong Jie, half a body taller than Kong Jie.

The two stepped up and down, leaning against the last table in the restaurant, looking down at the audience. The four shell guns were fully fired, and the guns were held horizontally to ensure that the shell guns were easy to ricochet in bursts, and the firepower presented a fan-shaped shooting surface.

The greatest degree of destruction of the Japanese and puppet troops.

At the same time, the soldiers of the enemy's Ministry of Industry, who were lurking among the puppet army and traitors, also drew their guns from their waists and fired at the devils and puppet troops around who wanted to do something.

The four comrades from the enemy industry department are very particular about their positions, with two people in the left area and two in the right area.

When firing, two people should work in groups, with their backs facing each other, and control the entire surrounding area.

The firepower of the four people is not weak, each has two ten-shot shell guns.

After the soldiers at the city gate passed on the news that the head of the regiment, Kong Jie, had entered the city, the enemy industry department immediately made deployments, and now they entered the restaurant to congratulate the captain of the devil's military police on his birthday. Arrangement, in order to ensure the safety of the leader Kong Jie.

The soldiers of the enemy's Ministry of Industry who were able to sneak into the county were all elites of the independent regiment.

At this moment, six people are controlling the field, and none of the five No. 60 devils and puppet troops in the entire restaurant dare to act rashly.

The Japanese Gendarmerie Captain Yuki Yoshida, who was standing on the stage and was giving a speech, saw the sudden change in the situation and was about to turn around and run away. Kong Jie raised his hand and shot him directly between the eyebrows of Yoshida Yuki.

Devil Major Yoshida Yuki died on the spot.

Needless to say, Kong Jie's side launched a unilateral slaughter.

The people passing by outside the restaurant only heard the gunshots in the restaurant, and after a while, it returned to calm again.

……

"Commander, when the gunshots rang out, the gendarmerie devils and the puppet garrison will definitely rush towards Zuixianglou as soon as possible, you should evacuate as soon as possible!"

Only the last six figures remained in the restaurant.Said a soldier of the enemy industry department.

By the way, the monk wrapped the two roasted chickens in paper, put them in his arms, and turned around and asked, "What about you?"

"Company commander, don't worry, we have our own method. This time, you and the regiment commander made a big fuss in this Zuixianlou, and basically killed all the devils and puppet army officers in Shouyang County in the restaurant. It might be a good thing for our enemy industry department!"

The situation was urgent, and Kong Jie did not hesitate to call out to the monk.

To the other four people: "Comrades are lurking inside the enemy, surrounded by crises all the time, you have worked hard, I still say the same thing, the independent group will always be your backing, you must be careful in everything!"

"Yes, please rest assured, the leader, we promise to complete the task!"

"Monk, you're a little bit promising... Withdraw!"

"Hey!"

I brought a pair of roast chickens, and I was too full before, like a monk who is six months pregnant, so I answered and hurriedly followed.

When Kong Jie and the monk were evacuating, the four comrades from the enemy industry department in the restaurant fired a few shots indiscriminately towards the side of the restaurant.

"Don't let them run away!"

A soldier yelled, even rushed out of the restaurant, and shot indiscriminately in the middle of the empty alley outside.

Several other soldiers were kicking the corpses of devils, puppet soldiers, and traitors in the restaurant to see if there were any gasping, and if so, they would take another two shots.

After finishing this series of things, several soldiers became ruthless and shot themselves in the shoulder.

The shopkeeper and several shop waiters hid behind the counter until the gunshots stopped completely, and then they showed their heads from behind the counter.

"Are you done?" the shopkeeper asked with a strangely calm expression.

"It's over, it's confirmed, the devils and traitors in this restaurant are all dead, and the little devils will come over in a while, Lao Zhou, but I'll just watch your performance."

The shopkeeper nodded with a smile, and then scolded: "This monk is too outrageous, how can he run around with the leader? But then again, if it weren't for the leader and the others to come this time, we really wouldn't be able to find him." From the beginning, get rid of so many devils and traitors at once.

Once these puppet and devil officers are dead, the development of our enemy industry department in Shouyang County will be smoother. "

The alley outside the restaurant quickly became lively, with a brigade of devils and puppet soldiers rushing towards the restaurant...

(End of this chapter)