Chapter 27: Eating Meat
Time goes back half an hour.
The Wolf Warriors had just finished a 10-kilometer armed cross-country run and returned to the regiment headquarters.
Although he had just returned from the battlefield, Wang Ye did not relax at all, because he deeply understood a truth: physical training is like rowing against the current, if you don't move forward, you will fall behind.
For these members of the Wolf Warriors,
Physical training is more important than fighting and shooting.
Without sufficient physical strength as a foundation, no matter how excellent the tactics or how advanced the techniques are, they cannot be brought into play.
This is the same principle as playing football or basketball. If a player is lazy and unwilling to train, he will not achieve much no matter how talented he is.
Therefore, Wang Ye is very strict about physical training.
But high-intensity physical training also brings a practical problem.
That is to ensure that the team members have enough calorie intake, especially protein intake, otherwise even a strong cow will be trained to be thin and worn out.
After running ten kilometers fully armed, the team members were crying out for hunger.
Wang Ye then led all the team members directly to the kitchen in the backyard.
This time is past lunch time, but still early for dinner.
Just then, Wang Ye met the cook squad leader Wang Zhuang, and asked, "Old Wang, did you leave any food for us?"
"I've kept it." Lao Wang said cheerfully, "The regiment commander specifically told me to leave you a hundred steamed breads, a big pot of millet porridge, and a basin of boiled cabbage. They're all warmed in the big pot."
Wei Dayong walked straight forward and lifted the lid of a big pot.
Wei Dayong looked disappointed when he saw there were only cornmeal steamed bread in the pot.
The taste of cornmeal steamed bread is far worse than that of white flour steamed bread.
"Lao Wang, why are they cornmeal steamed bread? Have you finished eating all the white flour?"
Old Wang knocked on the door's door with his pipe and said with a smile, "Silly boy, our independent regiment is not a landlord, how can we eat white flour every meal? We can only eat white flour buns when we win a battle, and dumplings during the New Year. In normal times, how many families can eat white flour?"
Wei Dayong frowned and opened another big pot.
There was millet porridge heating in the pot, and an enamel basin was placed in the middle of the porridge. The basin was filled with boiled cabbage. Wei Dayong took a look and found that it was just boiled in plain water without even a trace of oil.
Wei Dayong was dissatisfied again: "Why is there not even a little bit of oil? Have you eaten all the lard ?"
Lao Wang took two puffs of his cigarette and said helplessly, "That little bit of lard is only enough to last for a few days. There are more than a thousand people in our group."
Wei Dayong said to Wang Ye with a bitter face: "Captain, I want to eat meat."
"You frivolous monk, you just think about eating meat all day long..." When Wang Ye was about to scold him, he suddenly heard a ding sound in his ears. It came again!
"Ding, the system task has been released."
"Slaughter a captured Japanese horse."
Wang Ye was stunned immediately. What the hell?
Killing horses? And the horses they killed were captured Japanese horses?
If he really killed Dongyang Ma, wouldn't Li Yunlong shoot him?
The Eighth Route Army used the cavalry as tanks, and military horses were treasures in Li Yunlong's mind. If anyone dared to touch his treasure, he would fight you to the death.
Oh, that's not right. It seems that there is something wrong with the hoof of one of the horses. It can no longer be a military horse. It will probably only be able to be a pack horse in the future.
The consequences are as serious as killing a pack horse.
But the problem is that the consequences of failing to complete system tasks seem to be more serious.
Between two evils, choose the lesser one, and choose to kill the horse.
Coincidentally, Wang Xikui, Wang Gensheng and a few others also joined in the fun.
"Captain, we want to eat meat too. Our bodies can't handle it without it."
"Yeah, with such a heavy workload, I really can't handle it without eating something good."
Wang Ye glanced at Wei Dayong and the others, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you really want to eat meat?"
Wei Dayong, Wang Xikui and the others immediately perked up and nodded like chickens pecking at rice: "Think about it, we dream of eating meat. Captain, do you have a way to get meat?"
"Okay, follow me." Wang Ye turned around and left the kitchen through the back door.
There was originally a vegetable garden behind the kitchen, with two rows of thatched houses built on both sides of the garden.
These two rows of thatched houses were originally the cowshed and pigpen of the landlord, Uncle Zhang.
However, after the independent regiment moved in, they converted these two rows of thatched houses into stables.
However, the more than 100 military horses seized from Wanjia Town were not kept here, because the stable of the regiment was too small to raise so many military horses.
The horses in the regiment's stables are those of the communications squad.
The Japanese horses seized by the Wolf Warriors are also kept here.
As soon as Wang Ye and the thirteen war wolves arrived in front of the stable, he saw a sturdy man standing in front of the stable, reaching out and gently stroking one of the Oriental horses.
His movements were so gentle, as if he was caressing his wife.
Needless to say, this man must be Sun Desheng.
Sun Desheng used to be a cavalryman in the 69th Army, so he liked military horses very much, especially Japanese horses.
Although the Japanese were not good enough, the Oriental horses that they improved by introducing Arabian horses turned out to be excellent military horses. They were good in terms of height and explosive power, and were easy to raise.
"Good horse, really good horse." Sun Desheng exclaimed.
Wang Ye ignored Sun Desheng and quickly walked up to the Japanese horse with the problem with its hoof and touched its throat.
The Japanese horse seemed to sense something and let out a low neigh of anxiety.
Wang Ye pulled out the bayonet from his waist, and then gently wiped the throat of the Japanese horse. There was a slight hissing sound, and hot blood splattered out.
The Japanese horse immediately let out a terrible neigh.
Wang Ye's knife was very accurate. He cut the blood vessels but not the trachea.
After cutting the horse's blood vessels with a knife, Wang Ye yelled again: "Monk, bring the basin quickly."
Wei Dayong was stunned at first. He never thought that Wang Ye would actually kill a horse. It was not until Wang Ye called him that he woke up from his dream and quickly brought the basin over.
But there are people who are faster than Wei Dayong.
Sun Desheng rushed to Wang Ye in one step and punched Wang Ye in the face.
Wang Ye dodged and cursed, "Are you fucking crazy? Why are you hitting me for no reason?"
"I'm going to hit you?" Sun Desheng roared with red eyes, "I'm going to kill you too. I'm going to kill you, ah!"
Sun Desheng roared angrily and swung his iron fist at Wang Ye.
The feelings that cavalrymen have for military horses are extremely special. In the minds of cavalrymen, military horses are not just horses, but their partners who they live with day and night, and their comrades who share life and death with them!
That's why Sun Desheng's reaction was so intense, because Wang Ye killed one of his comrades.
Wang Ye had actually recognized Sun Desheng a long time ago. He blocked his opponent and said angrily, "Sun Desheng, don't go too far. If you don't stop, I will be rude to you!"
Sun Desheng, however, acted like a madman.
"I'll kill you, I'll kill you!"
Wang Ye finally lost his patience. Do you think I'm easy to mess with?
Taking advantage of the fact that Sun Desheng was unstable due to excessive force, Wang Ye turned around and kicked him hard on the back with a whip kick. With a bang, Sun Desheng fell to the ground.
Sun Desheng's skills are pretty good.
But compared to him and Wei Dayong, he is still a long way behind.
Sun Desheng's skills should be similar to Zhang Dabiao's, but this guy is more ruthless and tenacious than Zhang Dabiao. After being knocked to the ground by Wang Ye's whip kick, he quickly got up.
He continued to attack Wang Ye fiercely.
Wang Ye knocked Sun Desheng down again and again.
Sun Desheng got up again and again and continued to attack.
Wang Ye was completely furious and prepared to give Sun Desheng a tough time.
Just at this moment, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang arrived.
"Stop it!" Zhao Gang shouted sternly, "Stop!"
Wang Ye subconsciously stood up and said, "Captain, Political Commissar."
Sun Desheng pretended not to hear it and punched him again.
With a loud bang, the punch hit Wang Ye's cheek hard.
But Wang Ye just tilted his head, and didn't feel anything else. It was impossible for him to feel any pain.
Zhao Gang felt that his authority was challenged, and he flew into a rage, "Captain Sun, stop it too!"
“Political Commissar?” Zhao Gang’s shout finally woke Sun Desheng up. He stared at Zhao Gang with bloodshot eyes, then pointed at Wang Ye and cursed, “This son of a bitch is killing military horses!”
"Is it really a military horse?" Li Yunlong also jumped up.
Wei Dayong quietly took a step forward, trying to stop the military horse that was lying on the ground behind him.
But Li Yunlong had already seen it, and immediately rushed forward. Looking at the military horse lying in a pool of blood, Li Yunlong immediately pointed to the sky and the earth and cursed Wang Ye.
"Wang Ye, you are a loser."
"How could you do this?"
"This is a military horse. What a good horse."
"Do you know how important military horses are to our independent regiment?"
"You bastard, you really pissed me off. I'm going to shoot you."
After Li Yunlong finished speaking, he reached for his pistol from his waist, but found nothing. "Where's my gun?"
Wang Ye quickly stepped forward and grabbed Li Yunlong, saying with a funny face: "Captain, you don't have a gun. Chu Yunfei hasn't even arrived yet. Where did you get the gun?"
"What Chu Yunfei? What a mess."
Li Yunlong turned around and yelled, "Xiao Zhang, go get my gun."
