Chapter 450 The Taste of Beef
In Jiang Wanwan's impression, the Second World War was a time when the martyrs held backward weapons and fought against the well-equipped invaders.
But Jiang Wanwan didn't expect that the backward weapons mentioned here actually included cold weapons?
Did these heroic martyrs rely on such simple weapons to drive away those bad guys?
When Jiang Wanwan first took out the Type 51 pistol from the system grid, she felt regretful and a little embarrassed. She
was sorry that she had traveled through time and brought some useless weapons and equipment.
The information asymmetry made Jiang Wanwan completely unpredictable, and the Red Army was excited when they saw the pistol.
When she learned from Xu Wenzhao that the 457 people in the 11th Regiment currently only had 1 light machine gun, 52 horse rifles, 4 pistols, 9 grenades, and less than 500 bullets, she
finally understood why these Red Army soldiers were so excited when they saw this useless Type 51 pistol, especially after knowing that the bullets were unlimited.
However, since the pistol bullets have already made the Red Army so excited, then the other weapons that follow...
Thinking of this, Jiang Wanwan immediately became excited.
With the Red Army's miserable weapons and equipment as a comparison, she no longer complained that the weapons in her supermarket were not powerful enough.
"In addition to pistols, I also have grenades and flash bombs, each with 500 points of national destiny factor, and much more powerful than those made in Britain or the United States."
Jiang Wanwan couldn't wait to take out the other two weapons and introduced them passionately.
Although she didn't know how powerful the grenades made in Britain and the United States were at this time, they were definitely not as powerful as the ones she brought.
After all, there were decades of technological differences between them!
Xu Wenzhao reached out with shining eyes, took the grenades and flash bombs, and after shaking them a few times skillfully, he looked up and asked, "Do you have as many as you want?"
"Yes!" Jiang Wanwan smiled and nodded vigorously.
Then, without stopping, he took out the last item from the system grid and introduced it.
"And this, a vest-type bulletproof vest, 100 national luck factors per piece, can block and weaken the power of most current bullets."
Hearing this, Xu Wenzhao put the grenade and flash bomb into his arms, and then took the bulletproof vest.
While looking at it, he nodded and commented: "Good stuff!"
When Xu Wenzhao finally finished admiring the bulletproof vest, he looked at him again with expectant eyes.
Jiang Wanwan spread her hands helplessly and said: "No more, there are a total of 18 items in the store, all introduced to you!"
Xu Wenzhao was not disappointed after hearing this, and said happily: "Enough, it has been beyond my expectations, and I am pleasantly surprised!"
Originally, after a difficult day of rushing on the road, hungry and cold, shivering in the cold wind at night, it rained heavily.
As a result, just after being soaked by the heavy rain, they found a light not far away that should not exist.
They sent warriors to investigate, and it turned out to be a bright house. The owner was unexpectedly kind and willing to lend them land to shelter from the rain.
Don't say anything unreasonable, it has come to this point, can there be any worse situation?
In the end, not only did all of them enter this house to take shelter from the rain, but they also bought a large number of precious supplies.
There were medicines that the wounded soldiers urgently needed, there was food that everyone urgently needed, and they could even get a large number of weapons?
In just less than two hours, there was one surprise after another, one surprise after another, isn't it a series of surprises!
At this time, the self-heating rice that was placed aside for heating was almost cooked, and Jiang Wanwan carefully opened the lid.
Suddenly, a fragrance of rice mixed with the fragrance of meat spread in the air, attracting the attention of a group of Red Army soldiers.
Even though these Red Army soldiers had eaten three or four buns and were already full.
At this moment, they swallowed their saliva unconsciously, unable to resist the temptation of this aroma.
"Okay, mushroom beef rice, please taste it!" Pushing the rice over, Jiang Wanwan said very ceremoniously.
As a Chinese, Xu Wenzhao took over the chopsticks and stirred them by himself, allowing the soup and rice to fully blend.
For a moment, a richer aroma filled the air, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then reverently put a mouthful of rice into his mouth.
For modern people, self-heating rice is not a delicacy, and some people think it is unhealthy and unclean.
But this commercially processed taste is unimaginably delicious for these Red Army soldiers in front of them.
After Xu Wenzhao handed the lunch box and chopsticks to other Red Army soldiers, he closed his mouth and chewed the rice soaked in soup.
As he swallowed it reluctantly, he heard the exclamations of other Red Army soldiers.
"I ate meat, it's so delicious, is this beef?"
"What does beef taste like? I've never eaten it before!"
"I haven't even tasted pork before, and I just ate the buns and found out that pork is so delicious. Is beef better than pork?"
"Of course!"
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After hearing these discussions, Xu Wenzhao's eyes suddenly flashed with regret.
Why is his luck so bad? Why didn't he eat beef when he was eating rice just now!
After all, he has never eaten beef before, is it really better than pork?
Although he was eager, he had already swallowed his bite, and Xu Wenzhao would never ask for another bite.
Fortunately, Jiang Wanwan's voice came at this time, pulling Xu Wenzhao's attention.
"There is no rush for other goods, you can take your time to consider it, but it is better to decide on the purchase of this cotton-padded jacket as soon as possible. Now the soldiers should rest, and changing into cotton-padded jackets will just cover them and keep them warm."
After listening, Xu Wenzhao also agreed with this point of view, lowered his head and pondered.
After a while, he raised his head and made a decision: "Then buy another 228 cotton-padded jackets!"
In this way, there is just one for every two people, and the cotton-padded jacket is big enough to wrap two soldiers at night.
The reason for this decision was not that Xu Wenzhao was reluctant to exchange more, but that he was afraid that he could not take them away, and wanted to reduce the burden on the Red Army as much as possible.
After all, he also wanted to buy many other supplies that needed to be carried out of the grassland by the Red Army.