Of course there are meat, but they are usually mixed in rice and cooked. As for wanting to eat a bowl of pure braised pork, it is basically impossible.

Uncle Song and Xiao Wen on the side also showed helpless expressions on their faces, which made the little fat man think of something in his heart.

"Tell me, when did the food in the army become so bad?"

Li Feng believed that if the black buns were brought in front of him, then the ones brought in front of ordinary soldiers would definitely not be much better than this, or even worse.

Uncle Song lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and then sighed and said with emotion:

"Company Commander, this is actually the case...

When you left before, there was still enough food in the army. Even if you had eaten for half a year, there would be no problem, even if our army expanded a lot.

But you don’t know what happened later. The Japanese launched an attack on us. Commander Wu of the Third Regiment borrowed some food from us. We originally thought about letting go of some food, but we didn’t ask them to pay it back at all.

But later I found out that the Third Regiment was beaten by the Japanese, which caused more than half of the troops to suffer casualties, and was finally forced to withdraw from the garrison.

Originally, their territory was in our east, but now without their support, we cannot withstand the attack of the Japanese.

So at this time the division headquarters sent us an independent battalion, allowing them to temporarily block our east and gain time for the third regiment to recover from cultivation."

Hearing this, the fat man showed a shocked expression on his face, and then asked weakly:

"Didn't the brigade commander make any requests when sending such an independent battalion?"

After asking the question, I found that Uncle Song’s face was full of bitterness, and Xiao Wen, who was beside him, shook her head.

"Company Commander, you are so smart. You even know that the brigade commander will make requests to us."

"Okay, I should know what the brigade commander asked. He should be letting us bear the supplies of that independent camp, right?"

No wonder they don’t have enough food to eat. It feels like they have to support themselves not only but others, but they only need to support them.

"That's how it is. We have to bear part of the food and ammunition of the independent battalion, and even some of the grenades and other things produced in the ice factory have to be sent over."

Uncle Song's face was full of helpless expression. Why is this the same as asking someone to do something? It won't work without bleeding!

The little fat man had a very calm face. How could he do it without paying some money if he wanted to do things? This is also a normal thing.

"Okay, I probably know about this. Just tell me, what is the biggest problem in our army now?"

I grabbed a black steamed bun and stuffed it into my mouth, swallowed it in half a minute. Although it didn't taste very good, it still had a little salty smell, which was better than nothing.

When Uncle Song heard that the matter was about the main topic, he quickly took out a notebook from his body, which recorded the difficulties they had encountered recently.

Listening to others’ reports is a boring thing. It’s impolite to interrupt others. If you don’t interrupt others, you will feel unhappy and feel uncomfortable no matter how you do it!

This report was in my spare time, and the food in the basin was eaten completely. Finally, the little fat man curled his lips, looked at the second fat man who was gnawing on bamboo, and then said:

"That means that our biggest problem at the moment is the food problem, right?"

"Yes, now we don't have enough food to eat. Although the food has begun to be harvested now, we are not the only one who needs it.

The first one is the Japanese. They sent people to the countryside to collect grain three days ago, and now they probably have obtained a lot of food.

The second one is the nearby Jinsui Army. This group of skin-breaking men wished to suck a tube of blood from the common people.

As for the Central Army, it is a little better. Our place is not Henan. Henan has suffered a severe drought this year. Not only is it that the food is not harvested, the most important thing is that the government also needs to collect grain.

The Central Army here directly received the food from Xi'an and did not put too much pressure on the nearby people.

It will not be our turn to the grain until the end. Company Commander, take a look, what food is there on our turn.

Even the food rations for ordinary people to survive were detained by others, and we can't buy them even if we have money."

Speaking of this, Uncle Song looked heartbroken. In fact, he also sympathized with the common people. The three mountains pressing on him were not said, but were really heavy.

Li Feng felt that things were getting more and more troublesome. The grain harvest this year was not very good. In addition, the years of wars were fought and the rural labor was severely short of labor, so the grain harvest was even worse.

Even so, the demand for food not only did not decrease, but increased.

"How long can the food in our army last?"

This is a very important issue. The fat man must be clear about his strength, otherwise he will not be able to live the next life.

Song Yi thought about it carefully, then sighed and said:

"It can last for a month at most. Even so, the soldiers have to eat this kind of black bun every day. The meat on the farm cannot be killed anymore, otherwise they will not be able to survive this winter."

The farm is particularly miserable now, with only some pigs and lambs, and chickens and ducks only small things the size of fists. If they are killed, they are probably not enough to eat in one bite.

Almost all adult pigs were killed, otherwise the army's food would not be so bad.

"I really didn't expect that I would be so poor that I could hardly even eat!"

It is a difficult problem to not have enough food. Li Feng felt that if he continued like this, he would soon lose weight like a monkey.

"I bring some money back and buy some food from the people nearby. I can't eat like this anymore, otherwise where will the soldiers get their combat power!"

Black buns made from eating this kind of snow dish and rice noodles can only fill your stomach at most. Many extraordinary training cannot be carried out, otherwise the human body will not be able to bear it.

"But company commander, where do we buy food from? These days, the food on the people is hidden tightly and they don't even care about the ocean."

People have been hungry, and these days, people often starve to death. Compared with the cold ocean, many people still think that food is more reliable.

The little fat man looked at Uncle Song, then shouted at a platoon leader next to him:

"You go to the landlords to buy food. I believe they should have gathered a lot of food. If they don't give it, you can let them see your marksmanship.

In addition, these landlords must have colluded with the Japanese. If they resist stubbornly, they might as well arrest them directly."

The normal landlord Laocai cannot be broken, but he has colluded with the Japanese and even secretly became traitors. If he doesn't kill them, would he keep his cubs?

The platoon leader showed a strange expression on his face. He looked at Song Yi next to him, not knowing what to do.
Chapter completed!