Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

If it weren't for Qiao Lin's sudden whim, no one would have thought that canned food can be heated and eaten in this way.

The canned box made of iron sheet has a good thermal conductivity, and the soup that had solidified inside began to boil after a while. Qiaolin used the tip of a knife to pick up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. It was so hot that he inhaled.

The soldiers ate the hot canned meat, and they were almost intoxicated with happiness. It was simply delicious in the world. The only disadvantage was that the hot canned meat was saltier than the cold canned meat.

Chapter 130 Two Canned Broth Stew

After eating a box of canned meat contentedly, Qiao Lin went outside and brought back two handfuls of snow, and poured them into the canned food box.

This time, no one hesitated, and they all went out to make snow one after another.

The snowflakes quickly melted into snow water in the tin, and then began to steam.

"Which one of you has canned vegetables, exchange it with me."

Qiao Lin lowered his head and rummaged through his bag for a while, then raised his head and asked in disappointment.

The soldiers immediately looked for it in their bags, but soon looked up regretfully.

Their bags are also full of canned meat, not to mention vegetables, not even fruits.

For some reason, when Huang Dachuan and the others took the cans back and dumped them on the ground, all the canned meat rolled together.

When Qiao Lin and the others put them in the bag, they couldn't pick and choose in front of Chen Qiang, they could only swipe piles into the bag, and no one noticed that they were all canned meat.

"Ugh!"

Qiao Lin sighed, it seems that his wish to eat hot pot will not come true.

However, I was lucky to lose my life, and he was not depressed because of it. He took a cloth to cover his hands, pinched the edge of the can and picked it up.

The snow water inside had already boiled. Qiaolin brought the can to his mouth, blew on it, and took a sip.

The taste is not bad, and the remaining soup in the can is diluted with snow water, so it is not so salty.

The soldiers followed Qiao Lin's example and drank the broth one after another.

"After eating canned soup and stew, the president of the United States is not as good as me."

Lei Gong took a sip of the hot soup happily, shook his head and sang, the tune was the tune of Peking Opera, and the lyrics were made up by himself.

Life can be enjoyed anytime, anywhere, it depends on how you choose.

At the same time, after Chen Qiang led the third division of the Ninth Corps of the Volunteer Army to march southward for half a day, they were hindered by a snowstorm. Due to the large amount of heavy firepower and luggage they had to temporarily stop advancing, they set up camp on the spot.

In the barracks built with tents, flames danced in the braziers for heating.

For a large army like them, they naturally don't have to worry about exposing the target by lighting a fire, because even if they don't light a fire, a team of tens of thousands of people standing there is a huge target in itself, and there is no need to expose it at all.

Chen Qiang looked at the battle map and frowned to calculate the marching time.

Liu Li opened the curtain and came in, holding fried noodles in one hand and several cans in the other.

"Master, let's eat first."

Liu Li put the things in his hand on the table.

Since it is possible to leave for the march at any time, Si Wulian did not set up a pot to cook, but just boiled some hot water.

The fried noodles brought by Liu Li have been made into dough with hot water, so they can be eaten directly.

Chen Qiang grabbed a piece of fried dough, took a bite and chewed, his eyes still fixed on the map.

"Teacher, try this can."

Liu Li opened several cans one by one and pushed them in front of Chen Qiang, one of beef, one of vegetable, one of fruit.

Chen Qiang was taken aback, and asked, "Is this left by the company commander Qiao?"

"Yes."

Liu Li nodded, and passed the chopsticks over again.

Chen Qiang took a piece of beef with the chopsticks and tasted it, then nodded with satisfaction: "Well, it tastes good."

"Try this again."

Liu Li pushed the other two cans forward.

Chen Qiang tasted them one by one, and was full of praise for the taste of the cans.

"You can't eat alone. Divide these canned food and let the soldiers taste it. After all, it can be regarded as an improvement in food."

"It's all been divided up, but the number is too small to have one person, so we take the class as a unit and send two to each class."

Liu Li said that he has already done this matter.

"That company commander Qiao is really a good person. He took some of such a good thing and left all the rest to us. He is not greedy for credit or enjoyment. He is young and promising. No wonder the boss chose him. Come bring this army."

A few cans reminded Chen Qiang of Qiao Lin again, and he was not stingy with his praise for this young man.

Canned meat was turned into stew, and a few handfuls of snow were added to make broth. The soldiers who ate the stew and drank the broth felt very satisfied.

The temperature in the room was getting higher and higher, and the soldiers who had enough food and drink also gained strength, sat down with their backs against the wall, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

It was such a comfortable night, the fire in the house was not extinguished until dawn, and the coals in the fire were still red.

"Company commander, come and see!"

Some soldiers wanted to go out to relieve themselves, but they were frightened by the scene outside as soon as they opened the door.

Qiao Lin thought something was wrong, jumped up in a jerk, took a few steps and rushed to the door.

The heavy snow that fell all night has not stopped. The snow on the ground is as high as half a person, and half of the entire door is blocked.

The climate of the peninsula is like this, there will be snow every three days, and the soldiers have already gotten used to the environment here.

However, it was the first time for everyone to see snow as heavy as today, and they all gathered around curiously, exclaiming in surprise.

"Well, look at it like this, we have to wait."

Qiao Lin spread his hands helplessly. With such a thick snow, he couldn't walk even if he wanted to.

"Light up the fire, then stew and eat!"

Qiao Lin stretched his waist and walked towards the fire. Fortunately, there were a lot of smashed furniture in this room, which was enough for him to burn for a while.

After a while, the soldiers sat around again, with canned boxes on the coals, and started their breakfast for the day.

Some fighters are still relishing last night's broth, and some fighters are starting to bring out the new.

After the snow water boiled in the can, sprinkle the fried noodles into it, stir it with a wooden stick, and a box of pimple soup is ready, squatting there and drinking it with relish.

"Company commander, shall we wait here until the snow melts?"

Huang Dachuan threw the empty can in his hand aside, wiped the oil on his mouth and asked.

"Leave in a while!"

Jolin leaned against the wall and said while picking his teeth.

"what?"

The soldiers all turned their faces to look at him. This decision was a bit too abrupt for them. There was so much snow outside, how could they get there.

"No, we can't go. The snow won't melt in a few months. While the snow is still loose, we can go out by digging. When the snow starts to melt and freeze, we won't be able to go out even if we want to. By then If the cans are gone, just wait to starve to death."

Qiaolin analyzed the reasons for everyone.

That's right, the temperature here is dozens of degrees below zero, and the snow will definitely not melt until next spring. The snow will only freeze and become stronger. If it freezes into ice bumps like Changjin Lake, even if the soldiers use grenades to bombard them, they will not disappear. There must be a way to blow up.

"Company commander, I suddenly want to eat a can again."

After understanding the pros and cons, Zhang Xiaoshan said hesitantly.

"Eat, everyone eats, eat openly, the more the better, after this one meal, I'm afraid I'll have to wait for Shiji to eat the next hot meal."

Qiao Lin agreed without even thinking about it. It was freezing outside, and he could endure the cold and have the strength to go out when he was full.

"belch!"

Zhang Xiaoshan ate three cans of food and drank three boxes of broth in one go. His stomach was so swollen that it would go up whenever he hiccupped. He couldn't eat anymore.

It was the same with the other soldiers, all of them blushing and sweating profusely.

Qiao Lin was right, leaving this room, the next hot meal can only be eaten in Zhisi.

Chapter 130 Three

"Are you full? Then get ready to go!"

Jolin opened the door and walked out first.

The snow has stopped, but it is undoubtedly very difficult to walk in the snow as high as half a person.

As soon as he took a step, he was covered in snow from the waist down, and when he tried to lift his legs, he felt a strong resistance.

It was impossible to force his way in, so Qiao Lin had no choice but to retreat into the house.

He didn't expect that the snow, which seemed to melt when heated, turned out to be the biggest obstacle on the way forward.

"Can't get out?"

Seeing Qiao Lin retreating back again, Lei Gong frowned and asked.

"Well, the snow is so thick that I can't move my legs at all."

Jolin nodded with a wry smile.

"Do you want to plan by hand?"

Lei Gong inserted his hand into the snow, it was very soft, not firm.

"No, such a long distance will freeze your hands."

It's not that Qiao Lin has never thought of this method. In such a cold weather, the soldiers' hands can't bear to be in contact with ice and snow for a long time. If it freezes, it will be troublesome.

He regretted a little why he hadn't brought some shovels with him.

"Then what should we do? Do we really have to wait until the snow melts?"

Lei Gong is also a little anxious, he can't be trapped here.

"let me see."