Chapter 65 The leader’s explosive operation!
"Are these all for us?" Zheng Tingji's breathing quickened as he looked at the equipment in front of him that was enough to arm an entire battalion.

I didn't expect this guy to be so generous?

In fact, it’s not that Cun Yunsheng is generous. The main reason is that he doesn’t think highly of these weapons.

More than 300 Springfield rifles.

He now feels somewhat disgusted with this bolt-action rifle.

With the support of the US military, why do we still need bolt-action rifles?

It's really a loss of points.

The starting point is the M1 Garand semi-automatic rifle.

The Browning automatic rifle serves as a support weapon for squad firepower.

In addition, two Thompson submachine guns were equipped.

Make the firepower of the entire infantry squad extremely powerful.

With such a configuration, facing the Japanese army would be a dimensionality reduction attack.

So Cun Yunsheng, who was full of heroic spirit, directly gave all the unopened Springfield rifles to the 200th Division.

In addition to these, there are 20 60mm mortars, 5 81mm mortars, and a number of shells.

There were five Browning heavy machine guns, but no light machine guns.

The main reason is that the US military has no light machine guns to show off, and Cun Yunsheng doesn't want to give them the Browning automatic rifle, the only light machine gun.

In addition, he was given five anti-tank rifles. As for the promised tanks and heavy artillery, Cun Yunsheng did not have them, so they were naturally not given.

Even so, it was enough to make Zheng Tingji smack his lips.

Although this guy is difficult to get along with, he is really generous.

If it was him, he would probably hesitate for a long time, but the other party didn't even blink.

This is the difference.

But he also comforted himself that if he had the support of the US military, he would be able to be so generous.

Of course, these are just thoughts. After all, the consequences are too great and he cannot afford it.

Not everyone is as bold as Cun Yunsheng.

"Commander, you are really generous. If we take those weapons to the black market, we can definitely sell them for a sky-high price." Milong appeared behind Cun Yunsheng at some point and said with some heartache.

"What's wrong? Are you heartbroken?" Cun Yunsheng asked instead of answering.

"I do feel a little sad. They are all good things, so many mortars and shells." The pain on Milong's face was real, and he didn't understand why his own regiment commander would do this.

I heard that they will also provide tanks and heavy artillery.

Too loser.

"My stuff is not that difficult. You don't think you can get rid of me just because of a company of soldiers, do you?" Cun Yunsheng said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Milong immediately gave a thumbs up.

When it comes to being insidious and cunning, our leader is definitely top-notch.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?" Cun Yunsheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and asked unhappily.

"How do we solve the food problem for those Americans? We don't know how to cook foreign food. Isn't this putting me in a difficult position?" Milong quickly told him about his difficulties.

Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng was speechless. Is this the only trivial thing?

He thought it was a big deal.

"They eat what we eat. In wartime, how can we have the time to come up with so many tricks for them?" Cun Yunsheng looked at Milong and said unhappily.

"But don't foreigners all want to eat steak? And red wine?" Milong said weakly.

"Tell me where we can get steak? This is a war, not a game of house. And steak? I haven't even eaten steak, so why should they eat steak?" Cun Yunsheng has always been disgusted by any special treatment.

Our people were struggling to eat steamed buns while the foreigners were enjoying delicious fish and meat.

What a selfless contribution.

There aren't so many options here. The foreigners eat the same thing as they do.

"Ah? Is it true that we eat what they eat? Isn't this too bad?" Milong always felt that it was not good to mistreat international friends in this way. If something happened, it would be bad.

"Okay, these instructors are all paid by the military, so don't treat them too well. They should eat whatever we eat. Also, there's no need to prepare rooms for them, just tents will do." Cun Yunsheng reminded again.

This made Milong a little confused. Wouldn't people be angry if he did this?

Wouldn't that be disrespectful to others?

It would be bad if any disputes arose.

A century of weakness has made them feel inferior to the foreigners, the world's first industrial power.

"What's wrong? Milong, what are you mumbling about?" At this time, Meng Fanle looked at Milong, who had just walked out of the regiment headquarters, muttering something, and asked in confusion.

"No..." Milong was originally going to shake his head and say it was okay, but then he thought that he could just ask Fanla for advice.

Having said that, he repeated what he had just said.

"This is their custom. We should respect it. The commander is right. They are paid for their work. Foreigners do things for money. There are not so many tricks." Meng Fanle said with a smile.

Seeing Meng Fanle said this, Milong simply stopped worrying about it.

When it was time for lunch, Steve and other instructors were stunned when they looked at the food in front of them.

baked beans?
What is this stuff?
What about steak?
What about coffee?
What about red wine?
Why is there none?

"What's wrong? Can't eat?" Looking at the confused expressions of Steve and others, Cun Yunsheng said with sudden realization.

"Oh, I forgot, you foreigners are not used to eating roasted potatoes. It's okay, we can eat mashed potatoes."

As he said this, he peeled the potatoes and mashed them vigorously.

A serving of mashed potatoes is done.

Such an explosive operation not only dumbfounded Steve and others, but also Meng Fanle and others.

Is this how mashed potatoes came about?
"Try it, it tastes very good. Add some salt and it will be delicious." As he said that, Cun Yunsheng took the initiative to add a little fine salt to the other party's mashed potatoes. Looking at the mashed potatoes in front of them, Steve and others looked at each other in surprise.

They wanted to refuse, but seeing that everyone was eating potatoes, they couldn't bring themselves to ask for steak, so they had to bite the bullet and eat the mashed potatoes.

The aroma of mashed potatoes brightened their eyes, especially the satisfaction from their taste buds, which whetted Steve and the others' appetites.

Why do mashed potatoes taste so different?
Would baked potatoes taste better if they were mashed?

This is the unanimous idea of ​​all the foreign instructors.

"Commander? Is this mashed potatoes?" Meng Fanle came over and said in a low voice.

He simply couldn't believe that such an explosive operation could be done by his own leader.

But when I thought about the courage of my own regiment commander, I felt that this was quite normal.

They never thought of treating these Americans as their bosses.

"Yeah? Mashed potatoes are mashed potatoes. What else can it be?"

"Cut into slices and fry them, and they become French fries." Cun Yunsheng looked at Meng Fanle in confusion, wondering why the other party would ask such a low-level question.

"I always thought mashed potatoes were something high-end, but I didn't expect it to be just mashed potatoes." Meng Fanle's old face turned red.

He really didn't expect it to be so simple.

After all, he had heard from others that foreigners eat mashed potatoes, vegetable salads, etc., which sounded very high-end. He didn't expect it to be like this. It was totally beyond his expectations.

"You guys, don't think that Western food is so high-end. To be honest, what foreigners eat is not as good as what our pigs eat." Cun Yunsheng said earnestly.

"Ah? Our pigs eat grass or some rice bran. Could it be that what foreigners eat is worse than what pigs eat?" Not only Meng Fan was surprised, but everyone else was also surprised.

Only Krupp remained silent, as if recalling some bad memories.

"Do you know what vegetable salad is?" Cun Yunsheng felt that he had to give these people some general knowledge, otherwise they would all be longing for Western food.

"I don't know." Several people shook their heads.

"Just wash and cut all kinds of vegetables, mix them with some salad dressing, and eat them raw." Cun Yunsheng's words made Krupp shudder subconsciously.

“Is it similar to what our pigs eat?”

Cun Yunsheng's metaphor confused them. Is it possible to use such a metaphor?
Only Krupp didn't understand why his own commander knew so much about Western food.

Vegetable salad is really no different from what pigs eat.

"That's not right. Don't foreigners all eat steak and drink red wine?" Milong also came over and asked curiously.

"That's because their diet is too simple, so they can only eat steak. Do you think they don't want to eat it?"

"How simple is their diet? Milk, eggs, and bread for breakfast. This is what a middle-class family would eat."

"Ordinary people can't enjoy such treatment. It's good enough to have black bread."

"Lunch will either be mashed potatoes or vegetable salad, etc., and dinner may be steak." After Cun Yunsheng finished speaking, he looked at the snake's butt again.

"Snake butt, find a way to give them some extra food tonight."

"Ah?" Ma Dazhi, who was watching the show, looked at Cun Yunsheng blankly.

"Commander, our regiment is left with only potatoes and the like. There's nothing I can do."

He is a good cook, but even a good cook cannot cook without rice.

How would he make it without ingredients?
"There's jungle all around the airport. Try to set up some traps or something to see if you can add a meal."

"As for the issue of material supplies, don't worry. General Stilwell has already agreed that the next batch will be delivered to us." Cun Yunsheng signaled him not to worry.

"Ah? Can foreigners eat those things?" Ma Dazhi hesitated for a moment, thinking that foreigners might not be able to eat those things.

"As long as you don't tell them, they won't know what it is. If they really ask, just find a reason to fool them." Cun Yunsheng said indifferently.

With these words, Ma Dazhi became full of confidence. After the meal, he led a squad into the jungle.

Steve and others were also very dedicated. After dinner, they began to teach the soldiers of the Sichuan Army.

The first thing is to check the weapons and see how well they are maintained.

Steve was still very curious about the American equipment owned by the Sichuan Army, but when he heard that they were captured, he didn't ask any more questions.

"Lee, your battalion's weapons are not well maintained. Look, there is black ash inside the weapons. They are not up to standard." Lieutenant Louis, the armorer, pointed to the white gloves in his hand and shook his head.

Li Liansheng looked at the other person with confusion.

He knew about maintenance, but it was the first time he heard that it needed to be so meticulous.

You even have to clean the dust inside, which is really troublesome.

However, due to the order from the regiment commander, he did not dare to refute and could only say that he would increase maintenance efforts.

"No, no, no, Lee, your soldiers need classes. They need to know why they need to maintain their weapons." Armourer Lieutenant Louis shook his head and then offered to give classes to everyone.

This gave Li Liansheng an even bigger headache. A bunch of uneducated people who couldn’t even read a single word were supposed to attend classes?

Do they understand?

But I dare not disobey.

As a result, a group of uncouth people were like listening to a foreign language.

However, Krupp's artillery company performed very well.

"Your artillery company is excellent and the weapons are well maintained. I heard that you studied artillery in Germany." After inspecting the artillery company, Evans couldn't help but give a thumbs up. When he heard that the other party studied in Germany, he praised him again and again.

"But your soldiers don't seem to understand the parameters of the artillery. They want and need to learn."

Krupp did not refute this, but instead agreed with it.

Originally, he was unable to handle the work by himself, but now with their joining, he can finally relax a lot.

After an afternoon of investigation, Steve came to Cun Yunsheng with a serious expression.

"Sir, the literacy rate of your men is too low. I don't understand how you defeated a battalion of Japanese troops head-on and even killed more than 500 of them."

　The fourth update, 13,000 words, still very exciting, I will try to update it at 11:00. Something delayed me in the evening, now I have to coax my baby to sleep! I will update it after coaxing her to sleep!
　　
　
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