The War of Resistance: Chapter 624 uncooked soup

A few dry twigs were burning, and a casserole pot was on top of it.

The water in the casserole was rippling in circles, and I didn't know what ingredients were exposed on the water, but it was too early, and there was no aroma.

At this time, there was a soldier of the Cantonese Army next to him who was holding a jacket and facing the light "pule" on the fire.

This "Pule" is an onomatopoeia in Northeastern dialect. To put it bluntly, it is actually the kind of onomatopoeia produced when shaking clothes.

Of course, "Pule" can also be interpreted as "fan wind".

Wouldn't the shaking of the hands holding a piece of clothing make a sound like "flutter" or "flutter"?

And this is where the deep meaning of the Northeast dialect lies. It is said that holding a piece of clothing to the fire to fan the wind, but how can it be said that holding a piece of clothing to the fire is "pure"?

"Are they chattering?" Guo Baoyou asked Chu Tian beside him in a low voice, he didn't quite understand what the Guangdong army was doing.

"I don't know." Chu Tian shook his head and he didn't understand. At this time, the female student said in a low voice, "Make soup."

Soup? The female student's answer made Wang Laomao and his group look at each other in dismay.

Soup? Although people in the Northeast always talk about making soup, such as big bone soup, it doesn't mean that they don't understand what it means to make soup.

Isn't that just putting the ingredients in water to cook? Of course, Northeast people cook soup with big bones to boil out the bone marrow oil in the big bones, while Cantonese people cook soup to bring out the umami of the ingredients.

But it doesn't matter what you want to eat, but is it appropriate to praise soup at this time?

Following the Cantonese army, they only rushed out of the encirclement of a group of Japanese troops, but now they collided with another Japanese army in front, and the front was already fighting again.

If there is a fight, then there will be a fight. The officers and soldiers of the Cantonese army have not taken a mouthful of rice water since it was dark yesterday!

Therefore, it is understandable that the Cantonese army began to eat some rations at this time.

But what's the matter with this soup? This game is too slow to throw!

People in the Northeast want to stew the big bones in soup, and there is no pressure cooker nowadays, so it will take an hour or two.

Cantonese people cook soup for at least a few hours, and at most say one night a day, which is also possible.

However, although it is unreasonable for people to make soup at this time, the problem is that Old Mao Wang and the others can't say anything, the reason is that there are about ten people standing beside the fire for making soup. Forget it, there happened to be one of the highest-ranking officers among them.

It is accurate to say that it is an officer, but the most accurate statement is that there is a general of the Cantonese Army, but it is the commander of this Cantonese Army named Deng.

The army commander wants to make soup, so who would dare to object?

"Make soup, don't be in a hurry, brothers, when we rush out, I will invite everyone to taste the soup!" Commander Deng said with a smile, and then glanced at Old Mao Wang and the others, but he didn't pay attention to the people in front of him. The sound of gunfire is serious.

People said this to Wang Laomao and the others, and Wang Laomao and the others could only say "yes".

What can they say? The military division brigade battalion, the platoon and the small soldiers, although they are not an army of the same department, but these small soldiers are really far away from the rank of army commander!

However, just after Commander Deng turned his eyes away, Qian Chuaner secretly nudged Old Mao Wang who was standing next to him with his elbow, and the two looked at each other, but Old Mao Wang There is a wry smile on his face.

What can Old Mao Wang do?

It turned out that Wang Laomao led his gang to surprise the commanding heights guarded by the Japanese army.

The battle they fought was so powerful that the Cantonese army followed up and occupied the commanding heights, and then set up heavy machine guns and light machine guns on it. With that fire cover, the Japanese army that was blocking them was defeated at that time The Cantonese army rushed out of the blockade line of the Japanese army.

Originally, Wang Laomao and the others were going to run to the flank, but the Cantonese army fired forward with the heavy machine gun, and the Japanese army ran to the flank to avoid the firepower.

In this way, how dare Wang Laomao escape according to the original plan, but they had no choice but to follow the Cantonese army and continue to run south.

Because Wang Laomao and the others made a surprise attack on the commanding heights of the Japanese army, that was a great achievement. Commander Deng called them over, but Wang Laomao also took the opportunity to make a small request. The army asked for some rations.

In fact, the Cantonese army doesn't have much rations anymore, but if there is no more rations, wouldn't it be easy for the troops of thousands of people to get some food for the thirty or so people? Old Mao Wang and the others were full after eating.

It's just that when Old Mao Wang found an excuse to take his people away, Commander Deng insisted that he would treat them to soup!

He is the commander of the army, Wang Laomao doesn't want to toast and refuse to eat fine wine

So it appeared

This is the situation now.

"Report, sir, I'll go and untie it!" The little dustpan really couldn't afford to waste time with the soup-making Commander Deng, and finally raised his hand to report.

Then he didn't care whether people understood or not, he turned around and ran to a small forest next to him.

The explanation of the little dustpan is the beginning. How can the Northeast people have the patience of the Cantonese to praise soup?

"I'll go too!" As soon as Hu Zhuzi raised his hand, he turned around and ran away.

In this way, Qin Chuan, Ma Tianfang, Chutian, Ma Erhuzi, etc., and others followed suit.

In the end, only Wang Laomao, Ju Hongxia and the female student were left standing by the fire and watching Commander Deng praise Tang.

At this time, Old Mao Wang also raised his hand, but he said to the Commander Deng, "Sir, I'll go there too, my kidneys are not good at this age, and I urinate frequently!"

Then, he turned around and ran away, so that only the two female soldiers were left beside the fire.

The two female soldiers also wanted to run away, but they really had no reason, after all, the male soldiers were going to relieve themselves!

In the woods, although those male soldiers were relieved, they started talking in a low voice.

"Old Uncle Wang, shall we still run?" Little Dustpan asked Old Maomao Wang, but Old Maomao Wang had already lit his cigarette.

"Run, I have to find a way to get those two girls here!" Old Mao Wang took a deep breath of cigarette before replying.

"How did you get here? Besides, it's not good for us to run so blatantly, right? I think it would be great if we could be with this army commander.

Didn't we originally serve as guards for the chief of our Northeast Army?

It's always safe to be next to high officials. At this time, Chen Hanwen put forward a different view.

"Quickly pull it down! Seeing that you have lost a lot of battles, do you think that you will not go to the front line if you guard the officials?

Besides, they are from Cantonese, and we are from the Northeast. Can you guarantee that they will not let us go to the front? "Qiu Bo directly refuted.

Chen Hanwen fell silent.

"What the **** are you messing with these two girls, you're in a cocoon!" Old Mao Wang sighed, "Why don't we just run off along the urethra?"

When Old Mao Wang said this, everyone looked weird, so who could be blamed for this?

Everyone was at a loss, when suddenly they heard the sharp whistle of shells flying in the air.

They were all veterans, and they knew that the shell did not come to them as soon as they heard the sound of the cannon, but all of them ran to the edge of the woods to see where the shell fell.

The woods were not very big, and when they ran to the edge of the woods, they saw that the shell had already exploded, whether it was far or near from the place where Deng Junjun was cooking soup.

Speaking far away, the place where the soup was served was not within the explosion range of the shell. Speaking close, although no one could be hit~www.mtlnovel.com~, the fist-sized clods were thrown into the air. The parabolic trajectory of the clod will definitely hit the land of soup!

It's soup, but it's not steamed white steamed buns. If the steamed buns fall on the ground and blow the dirt on them, it's okay to eat, but if the casserole is knocked over, who can pick it up?

"It's the little devil's test shooting, Hongxia, you two girls, come here!" At this time, Old Mao Wang suddenly pulled his neck and shouted.

If you want to say that Wang Laomao's little daughter-in-law was really not in vain, Ju Hongxia was scared by the Japanese bombardment and dragged the female student to lie down on the ground. He got up and ran desperately towards the woods.

And the officers and soldiers of the Cantonese army saw that the Japanese army was bombarded, so why would they cook soup? There were guards guarding that Commander Deng and they ran away.

As soon as Wang Laomao Chutian saw the two female soldiers approaching, he rushed out of the woods to meet them.

And at this time, the Japanese cannons rang out one after another.

The frequency of the shelling is not very high, but the problem is that the shelling is really going to the soup place!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Old Mao Wang threw Ju Hongxia to the ground and put him under him, and Chu Tian also protected the female student.

It's just that when they looked up again, they saw that the casserole really flew up in the smoke and dust of the explosion. If it was really not broken, it should have been blown by the airflow of the explosion.

But when the casserole was turned over, an arc-shaped stream of water spewed out, and the soup could not be cooked after all.