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

As for the minor physical injury, it's nothing serious.

Observe the situation first.

Wait until others aren't paying attention, then sneak out.

Chen Feng had already made up his mind.

He slowly closed his eyes.

The wounded around him all looked at Chen Feng, who had his eyes closed.

They didn't elaborate further on each one.

People didn't have much goodwill towards KMT officers like Chen Feng.

Silence fell over the ward.

Li Er left the room.

It doesn't take a while.

He then led his men to change the dressings of the wounded in the room.

In the blink of an eye.

It was lunchtime.

As wounded soldiers, they were given the best food.

One egg, one serving of braised pork, one serving of potato slices, and one serving of rice.

This is what the wounded are eating.

Chen Feng stared blankly at the food in front of him for a moment.

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Am I seeing things?

How could the Eighth Route Army, which lacked supplies, have such good food?

This is what a meal looks like.

Even when he was a company commander in the Nationalist Army, Chen Feng rarely got to eat.

Seeing Chen Feng standing there in a daze.

The wounded soldier who was eating nearby asked in confusion, "Where can I go?"

Why aren't you eating?

Is there something wrong with this food?

They heard the wounded soldier's questions.

Chen Feng shook his head and voiced his doubts.

"I just didn't expect it."

"Your Eighth Route Army troops actually get to eat such good food."

"This is completely different from what we've heard."

Upon hearing Chen Feng say that...

The wounded soldier immediately understood.

Seeing Chen Feng's dazed expression, the injured man slowly began to tease him.

"You little brat 々々."

"Do you think that we Eighth Route Army soldiers are always starving?"

"Are you hungry all the time?"

"..."

In response to the injured player's teasing.

Chen Feng didn't say it aloud, but he had already tacitly agreed in his heart.

Staring at the expression on Chen Feng's face.

Chen Feng suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha!"

"The rumors you've heard are all ancient history."

"Ever since I started following our Commander Li Feng."

"The entire New Third Regiment never lacked food."

“We Eighth Route Army soldiers have our own pig farms.”

"These braised pork with eggs are plentiful every day."

"The new Third Regiment is much richer than your Nationalist Army now."

"Our weapons and equipment are the best."

Speaking of the changes in the military.

The soldier who spoke spoke with a tone full of pride.

After listening to what the soldier said.

Chen Feng looked at the food on the table and recalled the scene in Dawang Village.

Li Feng and his group all used submachine guns.

There were quite a few light and heavy machine guns and grenade launchers.

This group of Eighth Route Army soldiers from the New Third Regiment.

They are indeed richer than their Nationalist army.

For a moment, Chen Feng was confused.

The rumors about the Eighth Route Army are all false.

Or rather.

However, the New Third Regiment under Li Feng's command was different from other units.

Chen Feng was genuinely curious.

From the mouths of the wounded around them, they had heard more than just Li Feng's name.

Chen Feng could tell.

The wounded soldiers in the room had great respect for Li Feng.

The military has undergone such changes.

It was also brought by Li Feng.

What kind of person is the other party?

Unfortunately.

There was no opportunity to learn more.

Chen Feng looked at the food on the table and slowly began to move.

People are iron rice is steel.

Since we've decided to leave, we should at least eat our fill.

"It smells so good!"

The braised pork and egg went into my mouth.

Chen Feng ate heartily.

Even within the Nationalist army, such treatment was unheard of.

Watching Chen Feng devour his food.

The wounded inside the room smiled without saying a word.

Many soldiers even felt a bit disdainful.

Good guy.

They were just looking down on the Eighth Route Army.

But now it seems.

Faced with such good food, the other party couldn't resist.

We're all the same.

What's with the arrogance?

The group of wounded soldiers no longer paid much attention to Chen Feng.

One by one, they enjoyed their lunch.