Wang Ping came here for the first time at the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army.

According to the regulations of the Eighth Route Army, without the position of regiment commander and arsenal director, Wang Ping was an ordinary soldier and was not qualified to wear a pistol.

However, considering that the military region is too far from the headquarters, for safety, Commander Nie made an exception and gave Wang Ping a pistol.

The headquarters guards thought Wang Ping was the leader of the army, and they saluted Wang Ping one after another.

After waiting at the headquarters for two days, Wang Ping finally received an order to report to the headquarters.

"Wang Ping, are you very powerful these two days? The little pistol is matched! Walking around the headquarters every day!" The deputy commander-in-chief cursed when he saw Wang Ping.

The deputy commander-in-chief is famous for his sternness and quickly explained: "Reporter, the pistol was given to me by Commander Nie before I left!"

"Okay, the boss has no intention of blaming you!" The deputy chief of staff quickly came out to rescue the siege.

"It's nothing to wear a pistol, not to mention that this pistol was given to you by Commander Nie. However, it would be too silly to carry it with you every day, so it's best to put it away. Don't forget that you are no longer the director of an arsenal, but an ordinary soldier of the Eighth Route Army!"

"Yes! Long, I understand! I will put away my pistol after I go back!" Wang Ping immediately understood.

The boss finally showed a smile on his serious face, but it only lasted for a few seconds before his face returned to seriousness.

"Just understand. If I remember correctly, you have been to the headquarters for two days. You can't do anything so idle every day. Our Eighth Route Army does not keep idle people. Regarding your place, I have already discussed your appointment. Now let the Deputy Chief of Staff announce your appointment!"

Wang Ping immediately stared at the deputy chief of staff with anticipation.

"Wang Ping, don't expect too much. The greater your expectations for this position, the greater your disappointment!" The deputy chief of staff replied mysteriously.

Then he began to issue an order: "The head of the cooking squad leader of the headquarters is old, and the boss and I decided to let him retreat. You must know that at the headquarters, the cooks may also fight, and you must be prepared for a long journey at any time. When you are old, your body will definitely not be able to hold on!"

"So the boss and I decided to let you be the squad leader in the kitchen team and polish your sharpness. When will the sharpness be erased and you will be learned to abide by the rules? Then you will naturally be transferred back to the main force!"

"Go to the kitchen team to be the squad leader!" Wang Ping was stunned by this result.

Wang Ping thought of all the results he might face, even as a recruit, as a new recruit, but he did not think of going to the kitchen team, holding a spoon, and cooking for the headquarter!

"What? I don't want to!" the deputy commander-in-chief glared at Wang Ping and asked.

"If you don't want to be an ordinary soldier in the kitchen team, there are many veterans in the kitchen team, and anyone can be promoted to be the squad leader."

"I'm willing! Thank you two for giving me this opportunity!" Wang Ping quickly answered.

What he wants to do most now is to stay away from the deputy commander-in-chief, because he is in a bad mood at the current deputy commander-in-chief, and his casual words may arouse his anger.

"Then go to work now, and put your pistol away!"

The headquarter kitchen team sounds very loud, but in fact it is the chef who cooks for the headquarter and dozens of staff. Because it is related to the safety of the headquarter, every soldier in the kitchen team is an old Red Army and an old revolutionary who cannot go to the battlefield for various reasons!

When Wang Ping arrived at the kitchen team, everyone was preparing lunch for the president.

Two big pots, one pot of corn flour was boiled, and the other pot of steamed buns were steaming, steaming. Two soldiers were taking out the pickled radish from the sauce jar and chopping them into shreds, so that the headquarter could eat the corn paste and steamed buns!

"Old Yang, the headquarter will eat this at noon!"

Lao Yang participated in the Red Army's old revolutionary in the same year as him. If he hadn't been injured with one arm, he would have no way to fight. He would have lived until now at least he would have been a battalion commander.

So, as soon as Wang Ping entered the kitchen team, he became familiar with Lao Yang. Looking at the lunch they prepared for the boss, he couldn't help asking.

Lao Yang had heard of this newly appointed kitchen squad leader, and he had only arrived here after making a mistake. In Lao Yang's opinion, it won't take long before Wang Ping would leave the kitchen squad and return to the army.

In addition to Wang Ping's identity as the Red Army, Lao Yang liked him very much, so he did not hide it.

"Squad Leader Wang, don't look at our headquarters here, we are actually poorer than the troops below!"

"Do you know the boss's temper? You don't ask the troops below for things, nor do you allow the troops below to deliver things up. The white noodles we eat now are the seizures that the troops assigned to the headquarters according to regulations after the last anti-encirclement and suppression ended. Otherwise, the headquarters can only eat white noodles once every three days, and they usually eat boiled sweet potatoes and potatoes!"

Wang Ping's brow immediately frowned into a big Sichuan character, and asked with a worried look: "The boss and the others must stay up late every day, and they often use their brains. How can these things provide enough nutrition? No wonder I saw that the boss's face looked very bad just now, it must be malnourished."

"We know, but there is no way?" Lao Yang answered helplessly.

"As long as you have a allowance, we will find a way to make some good things for them. However, he always asks to eat with dozens of people at the headquarters. A chicken and dozens of people will eat together. It would be great if he can eat it in one bite!"

"It's a little better now. The headquarters logistics department will deliver a batch of eggs every other day, which can ensure that the headquarter will eat one egg in two days. Sometimes, I will stew the soup and stew the soup as thick as possible so that the elders can make it well!"

"No! This is definitely not possible!" Wang Ping shook his head and said.

"Our kitchen team is responsible for the food of the headquarter. If there are physical problems with the poor food, then we will be sorry for the revolution!"

"We must find ways to supplement the bosses with more nutrition. Only when the nutrition keeps up with the body will be better. Only when the body is good can we better command the troops to fight!"

"We have also thought of ways! Hunting in the woods, fishing in nearby rivers... We all thought of ways to think of them. But our kitchen team is all semi-disabled veterans, and they have no skills, and even if they get something, they will have little gain!"

Wang Ping frowned even deeper, and suddenly realized that being a kitchen squad leader at the headquarters was not as simple as he thought.

Without funds, frequent transfers, and without support, we must ensure that dozens of people at the headquarters are not hungry, and ordinary people really can't do it.

However, Wang Ping is a person who is unwilling to give in. This is true when facing the enemy and the pressure from the kitchen team.

After taking a deep breath, he stared at Lao Yang and said, "This situation must change. No matter how the kitchen team used to be, now that I am the squad leader, I not only have to ensure that dozens of people at the headquarters are not hungry, but also to ensure that they are nutritious!"
Chapter completed!