The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

Then, due to lack of physical strength, I had to stop.

In such a state, it can be said that many soldiers died in vain because of the decline in their physical fitness due to hunger.

After thinking about this, Hu Biao explained to Yang Dongli:

"Old Yang, don't save the food seized in this battle, take it out and give everyone extra meals; otherwise, with such 200 grams of bread and potatoes, these big-bellied men would not even be half full."

The reason why there is such a saying is that they deliberately left part of the food captured in the previous battle as a reserve.

It is to cope with the most difficult period of time until now.

Up to now, the entire recruit group has about 1 ton of food reserves.

It's a pity that the reserve of 1 ton seems to be a lot. At the top of the sky, everyone can eat enough for two days. It is really not such a rich family.

After Yang Dongli heard the words, he said with a wry smile:

"Don't think about such a good thing. These German sticks are not stupid. They basically don't carry any food on them. There is no extra food for everyone."

"What the hell!" Hu Biao scolded bitterly.

In the end, he said helplessly: "Then let's use the food reserves, cook some biscuits for everyone to eat, otherwise the food will not be eaten, and people will die in the end. Isn't that nonsense?

As for the future, let's figure out a way when the time comes. "

Under such a statement, Yang Dongli turned his head to work on such a matter.

The main reason is that he has the blood of the primary T virus, and his appetite is even more astonishing. He didn't even eat a little bit of 200 grams of black bread and potatoes.

And in Yang Dongli's hasty footsteps, he walked past a wall full of bullet marks and gunpowder smoke.

It should still be in peacetime, with a welcome slogan of 'Welcome to Dzerzhinsky Tractor Factory' written in white ash, which seems so ironic at the moment...

Chapter 446 Hungry

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was October 42, 10, the fifth night that the recruits had stood at the Dzerzhinsky Tractor Plant.

In the past few days, no one can remember clearly how many battles they have experienced.

Maybe 13 times, or 15 times, 16 times.

But forget about him, as long as he didn't die or remain in the above fierce battles; for the surviving people of the new army, they have the opportunity to think about these meaningless things.

On the contrary, if you have such a free time, it is better to take a good nap before sitting by the fire.

You must know that since it snowed in Volgograd, the cold air from the Arctic Ocean caused the temperature of the city to roll and drop.

When it just snowed, the daytime was around zero degrees, and the coldest night was around minus five or six degrees.

But tonight, just after nightfall, the temperature reached at least five or six degrees below zero, and it must have reached minus ten degrees during the coldest part of the night.

It can be said that it is getting colder every day. Although it is not enough to freeze to death, it is really uncomfortable.

There is nothing more comfortable than being able to sit by the rotten wood in various ruins, squatting by the fire that was raised for a while.

If there is anything, it is to fill my stomach first, and then squint for a while...

"What the hell! These hard, broken things are brought to our hometown in the northeast to feed pigs, and the pigs are not very willing to eat them."

While talking, he stuffed a little bit of his own dinner into his mouth tonight.

With a disgusted expression on his face, the warehouse manager kept swearing.

Then, without any warning, he suddenly grabbed his throat with one left hand, and at the same time he beat hard on his chest with the other right hand.

For a long time, there was a muffled 'dong dong~' sound like beating a big drum, which made people worry whether he would break his ribs and fan bones so forcefully.

With a heavy gasp of "Uh~", the poor warehouse manager spat out a bunch of black, hard things from his throat.

At this time, this unlucky bastard whose entire face was smothered in red, he finally regained his strength.

It turned out that he was stuck in his throat by this black lump of food just now.

Immediately, the expression on Cang Guan's face became even more disgusting for the food that was already disgusting in his hand.

Seeing this, because of tonight's food ration beside him, only half of the warehouse manager, Xu Feng gave him a blank look.

He said angrily, "If you don't want to eat it, give it to me. I don't think this thing tastes bad."

"It's a good idea!" After Cang Guan cursed in his mouth, he gnawed the food that hurt his cheeks and pulled his throat, and stuffed it into his mouth continuously.

The food that made the warehouse manager feel so disgusted, but he was reluctant to throw it away, was of course the kind of black bread that Maozi's family had during World War II, which was said to be a lot of wood chips.

In fact, this thing is to increase satiety as much as possible on a limited amount of food.

In addition to adding sawdust to the inside, the cortex, aleurone, billet and other bran that have been rolled down during the milling process of wheat are also added.

Then, it has to go through a long baking period of three days and three nights before it can be regarded as a successful bake.

So when eating this stuff, it is very hard, not to mention loud, and it is also a little bit of a mouthful.

Even in the legend, there was a Maozi officer who faced the attack of the German stick, because time was in a hurry and there was no time to dig trenches.

A temporary fortification was built directly with a ton of this black bread.

Results?Those Maozi defenders really blocked an attack by German sticks by relying on these bread fortifications that were as hard as rocks.

It can be seen from this that there is no doubt about the hardness of this thing.

But what makes people speechless is that in the eyes of the warehouse manager, these things seem to be things that don't even eat pigs, and the supply is actually limited.

In today's dinner, everyone else's ration is 200 grams.

As for Cang Guanle and Fei Falcon, they had 300 grams of black bread, which was 50% more.

correct!In order not to be choked to death by this thing, and to add some nutritional supplements to the people under him; the commander of the team, Hu Biao, still used part of the increasingly poor food reserves.

I used 30 cans of 500 grams, a few used watches and gold rings, about 6 cabbages bought in the black market, and cooked many pots of vegetable broth.

It's just because up to now, the new army has added the wounded, medical staff, etc., and still has 460 people.

The above pots of broth are averaged out, which means that all members of the entire recruit group can each come to a cup of broth in that large tin cup.

well!The reason why Cang Guan and Fei Falcon were able to add 100 grams of black bread was not because Hu Biao was giving preferential treatment to such two veterans who participated in the first mission.

You know, in order to maintain the unity of the entire recruit group, guard this tractor factory together.

More importantly, so many pairs of eyes are staring at the distribution of food for three meals a day.

So under normal circumstances, with regard to the distribution of daily food, Qingtian, Huskies, and Boa carry the Bobosha submachine gun to distribute the food every time.

Under Hu Biao's request, they were all treated as equally as possible, even Hu Biao himself and the other strong men were not special.

Therefore, the reason why Fei Falcon and the warehouse manager can eat more bread is that they both have to perform tasks later.

Among them, the warehouse manager needs to take advantage of the night with the sniper troops to attack, and the target is the temporary camp of the German stick troops more than one kilometer away.

Because according to the specific information provided by some captives captured during the day.

The German Gun who attacked them 3 times in a row during the day started from there to kill them; the specific designation is that it was the 14th Regiment of the 104th Armored Division newly joined by the German Gun.

Because this army is still considered a new force, today's attack made it very easy for Hu Biao and the others to resist.

At the most critical moment, even Hu Biao himself showed his bone blade and killed him. Only then did the number of casualties today be controlled below 50.

But when Hu Biao counted the number of casualties before dinner, he still trembled with distress on the spot.

Therefore, the warehouse manager needs to continue to take the initiative to attack on such a night today, to kill all the targets such as the sentries and officers of the 104th regiment.

In short, use harassment tactics to prevent them from having a good rest tonight, and gradually wear them down and overwhelm them.

As for Falcon, he needs to bring five rookies to take over.

For a long time, Hu Biao and the others have not forgotten that the task of the second phase of the system must ensure that such an important place as Mamayev Gang will not be lost for 4 hours.

In order to be able to discover the crisis there in time, let the Zhongzhou team respond immediately.

Therefore, from the first night when he arrived at the tractor factory, Hu Biao sent a small team to lurk in a position where he could see the Mamayev Hill.

These teams are divided into two batches a day, and each team is on duty for 12 hours, which is considered 24 hours a day.

It is to use the walkie-talkie to report back the situation of Mamayev Gang at a critical moment.

In this way, for those who need to spend a night outside on such a cold night, eat an extra 100 grams of bread.

For such a point, no one can say a word 'unfair' out.

The above state is almost a common situation of millions of people in such a city, the enemy and us, and everyone is hungry.

On the Maozi side, because of the blockade by the German side, it was difficult to deliver food.

For the German side, the current bad weather has forced them to squeeze more supplies such as fuel and clothing to keep out the cold.

At the same time, during such a period of time, Maozi's guerrillas became more active, and a considerable part of them were burned and destroyed halfway.

Therefore, under such circumstances, the food that the German stick can send to the front line is becoming increasingly scarce.

In comparison, in fact, in terms of daily food, calories, and nutrition, the recruits can already be regarded as a relatively good level on the entire battlefield.

But even so, they are the kind that feel very, very hungry...

Chapter 447 Sniper Battle ([-])

"Hey~ I don't know when, this vegetable broth can be enough, and you can drink as much as you want?"

Chewing and using his teeth to pick out a shred of cabbage that he didn't want to throw away, Cang Guan said so in his mouth.

Specifically, the taste is quite good, but there is really a limited amount of broth, and the warehouse manager finished dinner today.

Then, because the stomach was really not full, such a sigh came out of his mouth.

After expressing his emotions, he just couldn't control himself and started to lick the remaining oil star in the cup.

no way!Such a thing as animal fat is really a treasure in the current severe cold weather in Maozi's house; it is a pity that such a little bit of oil star is really a little less.

After licking an iron cup in his hand more quickly than a dog.

Looking at the current time, it was already after 8 o'clock in the evening; the warehouse manager who needed to complete the sniper mission tonight was busy checking all the supplies needed for the operation.

First of all, the most critical thing is, of course, a [-]mm rifle with a sniper scope.