The next morning, the food in the Kuomintang army had basically bottomed out, and even the consistency of the porridge was not as good as last night.

Compared with the National Army, Li Yunlong's side was obviously a bit extravagant. The two steamed buns as big as fists and the steaming strong porridge directly drifted to the National Army's headquarters.

In the military camp of the National Army, Jia Xuanzhong was awakened from hunger early in the morning. Before he could say anything, he scolded the guard at the door.

"Teacher, what's wrong? I got so angry early in the morning? Who has recruited you?"

Jia Xuanzhong took a deep breath and said unhappily: "Who else can you? This bastard Li Yunlong!"

"He knows that we are short of food now and still does this with great fanfare. Isn't this clearly arousing conflicts between the two sides?"

The Chief of Staff shook his head helplessly: "What can I do? Li Yunlong and the others are just normal cooking training, and our soldiers got it up on their own."

"We don't have food on our hands now, so why don't Li Yunlong have food on our hands?"

Jia Xuanzhong stood up suddenly: "I said to Lao Xu, why are you talking to Li Yunlong? It's clear that he is going against us."

The chief of staff said helplessly: "What can you do?"

"Even if I don't say this, he will still say it when he comes to Li Yunlong's place. If you want me to see it, it's better to think of a solution."

"In just one night, there was already a company of soldiers who defected to the Eighth Route Army camp."

"What?" Jia Xuanzhong said angrily: "These cordyceps can change their position just for a mere bowl of meat? I have to kill them!"

After saying that, Jia Xuanzhong picked up the gun and was about to rush out, and the Chief of Staff hurried forward to stop him.

"Old Jia, calm down!"

"Now they are from the Eighth Route Army. Isn't it clear that you want to disrupt the cooperative relationship when you go to trouble them? You will go to the military court at that time!"

When Jia Xuanzhong heard this, he calmed down a little, took a deep breath and said, "Then what do you think we should do now?"

"If this continues, our division and his men and cannons will sooner or later have their surname Li!"

The Chief of Staff was silent for a moment and said, "We can't catch up the soldiers who ran out, so we can only find ways to reduce more losses."

"In this way, let us immediately go out to buy food, so that the soldiers can eat enough, and this kind of thing will not happen again."

"Yes, yes! It must be solved from the root!" Jia Xuanzhong said: "Old Xu, immediately arrange for people to go to major grain merchants to buy grain. Let's let the soldiers eat enough at noon today!"

"This is the military pay that President Jiang has given us. Please take it and arrange the people quickly!"

The Chief of Staff took the check and nodded, turned around and left quickly.

Not long after, a large number of people wearing national military clothes appeared at the entrances of the rice shops in Frost City.

In this war-torn era, if you want to say what is hard currency, it must be food. Therefore, as long as the food price is stable, basically every household will store more.

A soldier of the National Army looked at the team in front of him, walked to the front, pushed away the old man in front of him and said, "Get out of the way, let's buy first!"

However, his move completely annoyed the people in line.

"What are you doing? Are you talking nonsense? Come first and then come at any time?" an aunt scolded.

Not only did the soldier of the National Army not listen, but instead said arrogantly: "I am fighting in front to protect you. What's wrong with buying some food first? Why are you talking so much?"

"A fucking battle!" an old man with a cane said angrily: "The battle here in the Northeast was fought by Captain Li of the Eighth Route Army and others."

"When our Northeast people were bullied by the Japanese, the Japanese robbed our things and killed us, where were your national army?"

"At this time, you will be too shameless to say this!"

"That's it!" With the first person to speak, other people also accused him: "We give priority to the Eighth Route Army when buying things, we always consider our people and never bully us."

"All of them are soldiers, why are you so shameless!"

The soldier was furious and took out his gun and pointed it at everyone, saying, "Shut up, don't be shameless, let me go out of my way, otherwise I will shoot!"

However, the people of Frost City are very strong and are not afraid of these things at all.

"If you have the ability, shoot. This is Frost City. If you dare to shoot, Commander Li and the others will not let you go!"

"That's it! If you have the ability, just shoot. What's the difference between your national army's current style and a traitor!"

Everyone said something, and I said something, without any intention of regression.

At this moment, Li Wu came over with the soldiers of the first company. Without saying a word, the soldiers of the first company directly pointed their guns at the soldiers of the National Army.

"Put down the gun, who asked you to point the gun at the people?"

Faced with a company with a population of more than ten times that of himself, the soldier of the National Army became timid in an instant.

"Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings, we are having fun with them!"

Li Wu snorted coldly: "It's fun? It's not fun!"

"Put them off the gun and take them back and hand them over to the regiment commander for disposal!"

"Yes!" The soldiers of the first company responded, quickly stepped forward and took their uniforms away, and behind them came the cheers of the people.

At the same time, at the entrance of the largest rice shop in Frost City, the Chief of Staff of the National Army finally came to his turn to buy rice after a long squad of two hours.

"Shopkeeper, I want all the rice you have here!" said the Chief of Staff.

The shopkeeper of the rice shop looked at him and then said, "It's gone, it's gone!"

"This..." The Chief of Staff pointed to the large jars of rice in front of him and said, "Isn't this all rice? Why is there no rice?"

The rice shopkeeper said coldly: "There are these rice, but if you don't sell it to your national army, you should leave quickly and don't block my business!"

The Chief of Staff was anxious in an instant: "It's not that we don't give money, why don't we sell it to me?"

The rice shopkeeper sneered: "These rice was purchased by Captain Li yesterday."

"Now, these rice are sold by the Eighth Route Army here. Commander Li said that these rice should be given priority to the common people. Your national army must be slightly more!"

"This...is that too unreasonable?" complained the Chief of Staff.

"Why are you unreasonable?" said a man: "Rice belongs to the Eighth Route Army. They have neither raised the rice price nor maliciously stored grain. Why are they unreasonable?"

"That is, the grain belongs to others. If you want to sell it to whom, if you want to buy it, just wait and wait until we have finished buying it!"

The chief of staff was speechless. Although he was unwilling to give up, he could only stand aside and look at the long queue in front of the rice shop.

However, when the people knew that the Kuomintang wanted to sell grain, they all increased their purchases in a very tacit way.

I originally wanted to buy one pound and now I start with five pounds, and this situation has also happened in other places...
Chapter completed!