The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 201 Man and God share anger
Milong and Li Wula met Bula, who is not from the food hunting group and has not taken on the task of finding food. He came this time just to get his gun back, but the counter owner told him that the gun had been stolen. Selling it on the black market, the old clothes are still on his body. If Xia Yuan hadn't appeared, he probably would have bought his clothes as cabbage this time.

If it’s not hot, don’t follow him, just want to get the gun back. The counter owner said: "You have already pawned the gun to me. If you want to take it, use the money to buy it back."

Bula didn't have any money on him, so he had a conflict with the counter owner. Seeing that Bula's body was already bleeding, the noisy Milong and Li Wula came over pushing the cart.

"What to fight, give me another try!"

Milong stepped forward and pushed away the person who was beating Bu Lai, and raised his voice, Bu Lai also joined Xia Yuan's reorganized Sichuan Army, which means that they are members of the same regiment, anyway, You can't look hot and get beaten.

Bura wiped the blood from his mouth and sat on the ground, "Why are you here, I'm almost at my gun and uniform."

Milong took a look at Fula, and took out two cans of beef from behind a black cloth, and threw them to the nervous pawnshop owner, "Give him his gun, and settle the other truck."

The pawnshop owner was a little flattered, "Master Jun, this is you."

Milong stared, "What the hell, my ears are not good? Calculate this cart of supplies, how much did you pay for it?"

The pawnshop owner said yes again and again, and asked his men to lift the black cloth, and under the black cloth were various seasonings, canned food, and even watermelon.

Such a load of supplies made the pawnbroker's eyes straight.

It took more than half an hour to clean up the pile of supplies on the car, and he came to Milong cautiously and said, "Master Jun, your cart of supplies is worth [-] and a half."

One and a half is equivalent to 5000 yuan, and ten thousand and a half is [-] yuan. At this time, there is no uniform price standard, and the pawnshop owner says it is as much as it is.

Mi Long picked out his ear, and asked: "What is it, how much is it, tell me again."

The owner of the pawn shop obviously knew Mi Long, seeing what he said, he shivered a little, and said: "Jun, Mr. Jun, one, ten thousand and a half."

Immediately, he wept again: "Master Jun, there are really only so many, no more. I'm in business, so I can't do business at a loss, right?"

Milong pushed away the person beside him, squinted his eyes: "I'm also in this business, you play tricks on me, is your donkey's head cut? Believe it or not, I'll go back and ask a group of people to give you your pawn shop. Demolished?"

He said cursingly, "Twenty-five thousand and a half thousand, not a penny less."

The pawnshop owner said with a sad face, "Master Jun, twenty-five thousand and a half thousand, this, this is too expensive, this batch of goods can't be worth so much money, it's not worth it."

Milong stared at him, "It's not worth it? I'm in this business too, you tell me it's not worth it? A can of canned food has been sold for [-] and a half open on the black market. I have so many unopened cans here. One or two hundred cans, not including these seasonings and watermelon, you tell me it's not worth so much money?"

The pawnshop owner looked at Milong weakly, thinking in his heart, people's greed is limitless, Milong has suppressed a lot, such a pile of goods, on the black market, can sell for at least [-] and a half, he just I wanted to earn more, but I never thought I would meet Milong.

Milong didn't talk nonsense with him, and told Li Wula to leave.

The owner of the pawnshop is still a little bit unwilling: "Hey, Mr. Jun, twenty-three thousand and a half, twenty-three thousand and a half."

Milong insisted on leaving, but the pawnshop owner couldn't stop him. He stared at a cart of supplies, and finally gritted his teeth, "Success! Twenty-five thousand and a half, twenty-five thousand and a half!"

Milong stopped and patted the pawnshop owner on the shoulder, "Take your things and get out of here, Li Wula, take the money."

He kicked Bu Lai and said, "You go too."

Bula was stunned for a moment, looked at Milong, who turned his head and said, "Don't you want your gun?"

Bu La followed Li Wula into someone else's pawn shop.

Sitting at the door, Milong watched the rout soldiers coming and going on the road. Many people came to the pawnshop with guns to pawn things. Some sold military uniforms, and some sold guns. The land was eaten up by them.

In the courtyard of the dilapidated shelter, a few guys dug a hole, used a turning head, and there was a smoke vent. It seemed simple, but it was already the best stove. Crock, this thing is already a pot in their mouths, and people who are looking for food have come back one after another. With Xia Yuan's help, each of them has found a lot of ingredients, aniseed, cabbage, from Milong The oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar taken out of the warehouse of the supplies are neatly arranged, and there are boxes of canned food placed on both sides.

If it wasn't for Xia Yuan being here, the soldiers probably would have drank the oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar dry.

Ah Yi came, with confidence on his face, hands behind his back, walked up to Xia Yuan and Qu Bing, and lifted up the pork in his hand, "This piece of meat is five catties, it is hard-won, thanks to our regiment long."

Before Ah Yi finished speaking, Kang Ya grabbed the meat in Ah Yi's hand and put it in front of her nose to sniff, "Pork belly, look, look, pork belly."

Kang Ya looked very happy, as did the other routs. When they first entered Zenda, the people of Zenda would help them, but as more and more routs poured in, gradually, Zenda They were eaten up by them, and the people no longer helped them. These defeated soldiers had to worry about their own livelihood every day.

What they eat on weekdays is soup made from wild vegetables, and sometimes they don't even have to eat wild vegetables.

Not to mention the long strip of pork belly in front of them. Everyone looked at the pork belly in Kang Ya's hand and kept swallowing and saliva.

Xia Yuan stood up, walked up to them, and directed them to put the ingredients on the table.

"Snake butt, right? Come and cut up vegetables, meat, and big ingredients, and wash your knife."

Xia Yuan looked at the rout soldiers who continued to be busy, and said to the snake's buttocks.

Snake took out his kitchen knife from his buttocks, washed it with water, and spoke Cantonese, "Leader, you can rest assured and leave it to me."

He quickly picked up the meat brought back by Ah Yi, skillfully cut it into pieces, and cut up the big ingredients and vegetables.

Xia Yuan waited left and right, and when he came back, he thought: "This guy is still the same as in the TV series, he met Xiao Zui, the plot is really powerful."

He thought for a while, "Xiao Zui is a good girl, but it's a pity that Fanla is too lonely, and she just doesn't want to lower her head, otherwise she would have been with Xiao Zui long ago. Anyway, since she came in, I can help Fanla a little bit." Well, maybe with Xiaozui, Fanla will have the motivation to keep working hard."

After a while, Fanla limped back, with a smile on his face and a bundle of vermicelli under his arm, he limped up to Xia Yuan, "Look."

"Come back so late, what happened on the way?"

Xia Yuan took the noodles calmly and placed them on the table in front of the snake's butt.

Fanla smiled, "You are worthy of being the leader of our regiment. I can't hide this from you. I encountered some things on the road and was delayed for a while."

Xia Yuan nodded, "Wait to eat."

Fanla nodded, feeling a little surprised and said: "Head, are you going to be in charge?"

"Nonsense, let you take charge of the cooking, I don't know how this pot of stewed cabbage and pork vermicelli will be ruined."

Xia Yuan said to the firewood-burning bean cakes: "Maliu light the fire, I've been arguing with this guy Milong for so long, I'm already hungry, today I'll make you an authentic stewed vermicelli with cabbage and pork."

While talking, there was a noise at the door, and Milong, Li Wula, and Bula walked in, with dried blood on Bula's face and a rifle behind him, and the broken soldiers in the courtyard saw Bula The gun behind him, a little surprised.

Kang Ya from Xishan said, "Bu La also redeemed his gun."

Bu La held his head high, with dried blood on his body, suddenly he took out his gun and pressed it against the forehead of Fan La, who was sitting on the ground, Fan La raised the guard up, and swallowed dryly: "Don't, don't, brother, My family."

The gun on the forehead rang out, and that annoyed like a frightened rabbit fell to the ground, it was an empty bolt with no bullets, the rout soldiers burst into a series of wild laughter, Xia Yuan turned his head, ignoring their blows Nao, concentrate on directing the bean cake burning pot.

Fanla pinned Bula on the ground and beat him up, Bula apologized with a gloating voice: "Wrong, wrong, he just peed in a fright! Whoops! Fanla is scared! Haha!"

After playing around for a while, Fanla sat on the ground and played with the non-spicy old Hanyang. Few of them could keep their guns. Either they lost them on the way to escape, or they sold them to the black market after they arrived at Zenda. The guns were cheap. The selling price is very low, but if you want to buy it back, it is very high, often several times the price when you sell it.

He asked, "Didn't you sell your gun a long time ago?"

Bu La said: "I went to ask for a gun, but I met Mi Long. Mi Long gave me two cans, and my gun came back."

Fanla and Veterinarian Hao beside Xia Yuan looked at Milong and Li Wula who were standing beside Xia Yuan. It seemed that after Xia Yuan appeared, they both changed and became a little different.

I'm tired of thinking, maybe this is buying people's hearts. In fact, even he himself didn't know it, and his own heart also changed his view of Xia Yuan. Not to mention him, the entire defeated soldiers subtly thought that Xia Yuan was their head.

After all, no one would be willing to cook cabbage and pork vermicelli for them.

Milong and Li Wula are from the Northeast, and stewed noodles with cabbage and pork can be said to be a famous dish in the Northeast. Milong squinted his eyes to watch Xia Yuan's movements, and saw him deftly throwing fatty pork into the empty pot, Stir the pork to get the oil out, then put the lean pork in, then the onion, ginger and garlic, and stir fry in the pot. After a while, a smell of meat mixed with onion, ginger, garlic and peppercorns wafts out of the pot.

The soldiers are no longer chatting, and no one pays attention to Fanla's gun. They gather around the pot, constantly smelling the smell of meat in the air, as if smelling the smell of meat makes them full, and their saliva keeps secreting It came out, was swallowed by them, and was secreted again.

They gathered together and watched Xia Yuan's movements without saying a word.

Xia Yuan used a wooden stick to stir fry the meat in the pot. When the meat was almost cooked, he threw away the cabbage, added water, put vermicelli on top, put oil, salt, sauce and vinegar into the pot, and asked the snake butt to disassemble the canned meat and throw it away. in the pot.

Pour in three cans before giving up. The soup in the cans is very salty, so add less to neutralize the taste. After the pot is opened, the aroma of the stewed cabbage and pork vermicelli wafts out.

Milong blinked his eyes, squinted his eyes, and suddenly let out a voice that startled all the broken soldiers who were immersed in the fragrance.

He stood beside Xia Yuan, looking at the stewed vermicelli with cabbage and pork that was steaming in the pot, and sang intermittently: "My home is on the Songhua River in the northeast. There are forests and coal mines. There are also soybean sorghum all over the mountains. My My home is on the Songhua River in the northeast, where I have my compatriots and my aging parents. September [-], September [-], from that miserable time! September [-], September [-]!"

His voice was not pleasant, and his singing was tone-deaf, and he couldn't even find the key, but he was very devoted to singing himself, and it seemed that everyone was also moved by his horrible singing voice and became silent.

September [-] is an eternal pain in the hearts of all Chinese people.

Everyone looked at Milong complicatedly, then lowered their heads again, not daring to look at Xia Yuan.Milong's rude words still linger in everyone's hearts, awakening what Xia Yuan said just now, the more they think about it, the more painful their hearts are. Since the September [-]th Incident, China has entered a partial war of resistance.

On the night of September 1931, 9, the Japanese Kwantung Army entrenched in Northeast China, according to a well-planned conspiracy, the railway "garrison" blew up the track of the South Manchuria Railway built by Japan near Liutiao Lake in Shenyang, and blamed the Chinese army. Using this as an excuse, they bombarded the North Camp of the Northeast Army, creating the "September 18 Incident" that shocked China and the world.

The next day, the Japanese army invaded and occupied Shenyang, and successively occupied the three northeastern provinces. In February 1932, the entire Northeast was occupied.After that, Japan established the puppet regime of Manchukuo in Northeast China, and began to enslave and colonize the people of Northeast China for 2 years, causing more than 14 million compatriots in Northeast China to suffer the pain of subjugated slaves.

The September [-]th Incident was the beginning of partial resistance to Japan, and the July [-]th Incident was the full entry into the War of Resistance Against Japan.

The Japanese army created massacres that shocked the world on the territory of the motherland. They implemented a policy of astigmatism, burning, killing, and robbing all. Villages were bloodbathed by the Japanese army.

Although they hated the Japanese devils, they had been defeated all the year round, and they could no longer have the confidence to fight against the Japanese devils, and they lived aimlessly all day long.

The defeated soldiers were silent, and Xia Yuan was also silent. He came from the future and understood the cruelty of this war better than anyone else.

Was the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea Cruel?Cruel, using infantry to deal with sea, land and air The United States, the world's number one industrialized power, together with 19 other countries, [-] people died and stayed on that icy land.

The anti-Japanese battlefield is still cruel, but it is not only cruel to the officers and soldiers, but also to the common people living on the land of China. Not too much.

　It’s too uncomfortable. I’ll do two shifts or one shift for the time being. When I’m rested, I thought that there’s nothing wrong with taking medicine and code words for the first two days, but the illness is fine, and I’m uncomfortable.His speech almost turned into a duck's voice.

　　Strive for constant updates.

　　I've been taking medicine recently, so I can only go to the hospital for an IV drip.

　　
　
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