Anti-Japanese War Frenzy: World Hegemon, Riches and Brothers

The guerrillas after they finished getting their food.

His gaze remained fixed on the object in his hand, and the surprise on his face never faded.

Good guy.

This is plain white rice and meat.

The meat smells delicious!

Didn't they say that their Eighth Route Army troops were always short of supplies?

Why does the style change so drastically when it comes to Li Feng?

The soldiers under his command.

They're eating such good food.

Is it really that outrageous?

Seeing the team members' emotions.

The surprised guerrilla captain smelled the aroma of the food.

His gaze was fixed on Li Feng and the others not far away.

The guerrilla captain, with a serious expression, addressed his men.

"This should be an exception."

"Commander Li Feng's troops are exceptionally strong in combat."

"I think these grains, meats, and weapons were all captured from the Japanese."

"Our Eighth Route Army is poor, while the Japanese are rich."

"As long as we focus on fighting the Japanese, what we deserve will come sooner or later."

Listening to their team leader's lecture.

Each of the guerrilla members felt that something was amiss.

But I can't quite put my finger on it.

Seeing the team members' confused expressions.

The guerrilla captain continued:

"Alright, everyone, stop standing there."

"Let's hurry up and eat."

"Fill your stomachs as quickly as possible, don't forget we still have a mission to complete."

"We need to get rid of the Buddha statue."

"Yes!"

Faced with the urging of their team leader.

The guerrillas held their bowls and vigorously scooped up the food from their hands.

It's so rare to get such good food.

Each of the guerrilla fighters was incredibly greasy.

The guerrillas wolfed down their food.

After seeing this, Li Feng gave instructions to the guerrilla members.

"Everyone, slow down."

"If that's not enough, we can add more."

"When you eat in our Third Battalion, there will definitely be plenty to eat."

Guerrilla member: "Thank you, Battalion Commander Li Feng."

Listening to Li Feng's instructions.

The guerrillas' speed didn't slow down much.

"..."

Ok.

Saying it is as if you didn't say anything at all.

Li Feng shook his head and continued to shovel food into his bowl.

Li Feng and his group were having a meal.

More and more soldiers lined up to get their meals.

The line for food stretched all the way outside the courtyard.

The long queue was clearly visible.

The guerrillas were confused again.

"team leader!"

"How come Battalion Commander Li Feng's troops have so many soldiers?"

"Good heavens!"

"Just looking at the queue right now, there must be at least five or six hundred people."

I did a careful calculation.

The number of soldiers in the Third Battalion surprised the guerrillas.

Even the main force doesn't have this many people.

This doesn't even include those on guard duty and patrols.

If we really add them all up...

The guerrillas speculated.

Li Feng's troops number at least seven or eight hundred.

That's practically a main force regiment.

Generally speaking.

A regiment of the main force, which is about 1200 people.

"hiss!"

The more I think about it, the more surprised I become.

The guerrilla leader is the same as his subordinates.

His surprised face now showed a hint of emotion towards Li Feng.

"It seems that Battalion Commander Li Feng is quite capable."

"To have so many warriors."

"That's really impressive."

"No wonder we were able to seize so much stuff."

The astonished guerrilla captain was completely convinced.

Li Feng is not only young, but also very capable.

There were such people in the Eighth Route Army.

It seems that the local residents will have better days ahead.

"Yes, that's really impressive."

"I wonder when our guerrillas will be able to use such good weapons."

"We can still enjoy such good food."

"I saw it all just now."

"The soldiers under Battalion Commander Li Feng all use Type 38 rifles."

"All of them were equipped with Japanese weapons."

"How many Japanese soldiers must have been wiped out to capture so much good stuff?"

The guerrilla members, who were constantly sighing with emotion, spoke with a tone full of envy.

The speed at which everyone ate increased even further.

Seeing that the soldiers were enjoying their meal.

Guo Da and his group of cooks were all smiling broadly.

Turning to look at Guo Da beside him, the head cook spoke.

"Old Guo, your cooking skills are pretty good."

"Look at the soldiers, they're having such a great time eating!"