my bright sword career

Chapter 58: Brother Gao is here
Seeing these two people, Li Yunlong turned his head and continued to smoke.

Kong Jie came over, sat down next to him, unceremoniously took out a cigarette case from his pocket and took a look, "I heard that you, Li Yunlong, got rich, I didn't believe it at first, but now I see it, I really don't." Fake, even smoked foreign cigarettes."

After speaking, he took out a cigarette and lit it, took a puff and praised: "It's really good, the taste is softer, and it's much smoother than my dry tobacco. Political commissar, do you want to have one too?"

Zhao Gang took a look at the cigarette case and laughed, "It turned out to be Lucky cigarettes, which are American products. It's just that I don't smoke, thank you."

"You don't have to worry about it, this pack of cigarettes belongs to me."

Kong Jie just wanted to stuff the cigarettes into his pocket, but Li Yunlong snatched them and stuffed them back into his pocket, staring at him: "Kong Jie, you robbed me. I don't have many cigarettes, so you still rob it! Besides, you Don't you only smoke your dry tobacco, why even snatch Lao Tzu's cigarettes?"

"Political commissar, look... look... Lao Li is just so stingy."

Kong Jie didn't take it seriously either. The two had known each other for many years, and he knew Li Yunlong's temper very well. This guy must be worried about the independent group.

Zhao Gang comforted: "Old Li, we know that you have been worrying about the independent regiment these days, but this worrying will never solve the problem. The independent regiment has a weak foundation, and the morale of the independent regiment has just been defeated. It's understandable, we can think about the solution together, and you don't have to be alone in your heart."

"Can I not worry?"

Li Yunlong said impatiently.

"I took a look the day before yesterday. There are more than 1000 people in our regiment, and there are less than [-] guns. Half of them are old sleeves with long-gone rifles, made in Hanyang. This thing can only be heard at best. Noise, don't mention the quasi-head.

There are less than [-] light machine guns, not a single heavy machine gun, not to mention mortars, this kind of strength is not enough to fight devils, self-defense is enough, no wonder the devil's secret service team attacked and lost. There are nearly a hundred people, but not even a hair of devils is left behind. Apart from training reasons, the poor equipment of the troops is also an important reason. "

Kong Jie didn't like to listen to Li Yunlong's words. He rolled his eyes: "Li Yunlong, you are a hungry man who doesn't know how hungry you are. Our independent group has only been established for less than a year, and it is already me and me who have grown to where we are today. Lao Yang (the former political commissar of the independent regiment who died) has worked so hard, is it interesting for you to pick and choose here as soon as you come?"

"Old Kong, it's not that I, Lao Li, pick and choose, but that time waits for no one." Li Yunlong picked up a few stones from the ground and put them on the ground one by one, "Look... this is Yangcun where we are.

This is the Hutou stronghold, and this is Dagushan, where the 358th regiment of Chu Yunfei is stationed. Our independent regiment is just between Dagushan and Hutou stronghold, and the nearest friendly army is also a day away. ,

In other words, once a war breaks out, we will be alone and without any support within a day.

The most terrible thing is that after the last battle, we have been targeted by the Japanese special agent team.

Suppose when we exchange fire with the enemy, the devil's special agent team suddenly launches a sneak attack on our back. With the current strength of our independent group, we can't hold it at all. Do you think I can't be in a hurry? "

Kong Jie and Zhao Gang were silent. Li Yunlong's assumption was very reasonable, and it was even very likely to happen. With the current strength of the independent group, they couldn't stand the turmoil at all.

"That's right...our independent regiment is short of guns, ammunition, clothing, bedding, and almost everything. It's really too difficult." As a political commissar, Zhao Gang is mainly responsible for the ideological and political life of the army, and the military is not his responsibility. I don't care, but I can also imagine how heavy the burden is on Li Yunlong.

Kong Jie suddenly said: "Hey...Old Li, I heard that you are not very familiar with the head of the regiment named Gao Hongming in Liantai County? Can you ask him to support us?"

"That's right." Zhao Gang also remembered, "I heard before I came here that the head of the high regiment was very generous to you, and he gave you cigarettes and cans, even the head of the headquarters. Guang, if you ask him for help, he will always show something, right?"

"That's right." Li Yunlong raised his head triumphantly, "You don't know, when Gao Hongming was besieged by devils on the top of the mountain during the Battle of Cangyunling, it was my old Li who took the brothers from the new group to relieve him. Wai, he was very grateful to me, and he said it with a pat on his chest, and if there is anything useful to find him in the future, just say it.

Not only that, but he also gave me more than 200 [-] caps, more than a dozen machine guns, tens of thousands of rounds of ammunition, two mortars and one hundred rounds of shells. Reluctantly accepted.

It's a pity that these things are all cheap, and Ding Wei actually let him eat a ready-made one. "

Kong Jie just couldn't understand Li Yunlong's upturned nostrils, so he couldn't help it: "Old Li, since you and Captain Gao have a deadly friendship, ask him for four or five hundred guns and tens of thousands of bullets. It shouldn't be a problem, right? Why don't you fix a book now and ask him for something?"

"Ah...this..."

Li Yunlong froze, his face changed a few times, and he laughed dryly, "Well... Lao Kong doesn't know that. Didn't head Gao go to Kenanpo to hold some kind of exhibition a few days ago? Where am I going? Looking for someone to go?"

Kong Jie sneered, and was about to say something. There was a rush of footsteps, and a burly and honest Eighth Route Army soldier ran over. This person was none other than the former 27th Division of the National Army who was rescued by Zhao Gang on the way. The sergeant squad leader, Wei Dayong, nicknamed the monk.

Wei Dayong ran up to the three of them and said, "Commander Zhao, the observation post ahead reports that a team is coming towards them."

Kong Jie asked first: "Have you figured out the identity of this team?"

"Not yet, but the observation post said that this team is neither devils nor Jinsui Army.

Their uniforms were iron gray, and all wore steel helmets.Not only that, they are also equipped with a large number of trucks, and there are a lot of artillery behind them. It seems that the visitors are not good! "

"The military uniform is iron gray, and it is equipped with a lot of truck artillery?" Li Yunlong murmured twice, his eyes lit up, and he and Kong Jie looked at each other, and they both shouted at the same time.

"It's Brother Gao!"

"Commander Gao is here!"

Zhao Gang was taken aback for a moment, and then his face revealed a look of joy: "You mean the head of Gao Hongming Gao?"

"Ha ha……"

Li Yunlong slapped his thigh, grinning from ear to ear: "This really means that Cao Cao is here. Just as I was talking about him, Brother Gao came over. Do you think it's a coincidence?"

Seeing Li Yunlong smiling so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes, Kong Jie said sourly: "One brother at a time, I don't know if people recognize you as an old brother."

(End of this chapter)