Starting from the bright sword to engage in military industry

Chapter 1102 Chapter 1111, this is the routine
Well, none of the soldiers present knew why the corners of their detachment leader's mouth twitched. They only knew that his detachment leader stood on the top of the mountain and watched the scenery for half an hour.

After Hu Changyi came down from the top of the mountain, he ran directly to the Sunjiaji barracks with the team.

"Guard platoon, get on your horse and go to the headquarters hospital!" Hu Changyi went straight into Ma Peng, rode on his big green horse, and led the team to the headquarters hospital.What a shitty Pearl Harbor, it's just a dog bites a dog.Now Hu Changyi really wants to secretly sell the bazooka technology to the little devil. Anyway, the devil has this thing, and it doesn't change much on the battlefield in China.

how to say?The little devil won't be able to fight the Eighth Route Army just because he has an extra bazooka, because the bazooka's targets are not absent on the Eighth Route Army, but very few, basically untouchable.

As for the preserved fruit?Even if the little devil doesn't have a bazooka, at a certain time in the future, the gang of candied fruit can't find the north, and there will be a big defeat in Henan, Hunan and Guangxi.

So, if the devil has a bazooka, who will be the unlucky one?who?who?Thinking about what Yingjiang did later, Hu Changyi wanted to train the devils now, and then kill more soldiers.

Not to mention anything else, if you destroy more Shermans and kill some Pershings, you can kill more soldiers, and maybe last for a while.Then, if we surrender a little later, we can kill more devil soldiers, right?What surrender?Have we agreed?Those captives were sent back... Well, Hu Changyi thought of many aggrieved things, and even admired Mao Xiong's approach.

The headquarters hospital accommodated more than 70 wounded from the Ninth Team. Now these wounded have recovered from their injuries and are waiting to be discharged.However, these wounded are a little emotional now, and they need their own detachment leader to come out and ask for an explanation.Well, that's why Hu Changyi went to the field hospital.

"I heard that you guys want to see me, so I'm here. Tell me, what do you guys have to say? Now you can tell me in person!" Hu Changyi said to the wounded in the headquarters hospital.

"This..." The wounded just didn't want to leave the army, so they lingered in the hospital and clamored to see their detachment leader.It's just that I didn't expect that the leader of my own detachment would actually come, which made the soldiers lose their temper for a while.After all, the detachment leader's aura was so strong that everyone was shocked.

"Why are you speechless? Are you dumb? I haven't heard that any of you have injured your mouth... If you don't say yes, then I will call the roll!" Hu Changyi pointed to a soldier and said, "Your name is Lin Jianping. Right? Linjia Village, southeast of Jiuzhaigou, enlisted in the army in July last year, and is the main force of the third brigade, two companies, three platoons, and six squads. This time, they inhaled too much poisonous gas in the fortifications at the south entrance of Sanlixia, right?"

"Detachment leader, you know..." Lin Jianping said embarrassingly: "Detachment leader, I'm already cured! I can run and jump now, and I ran 5 kilometers this morning!"

"I don't care if you can run 5 kilometers or not. I'll ask you now. You asked me to come. What's your opinion? Speak up and I'll listen!" Hu Changyi said.

"Then..." Lin Jianping was a little afraid to speak, but his comrades behind him poked him in the waist, and he finally mustered up the courage: "Report to the detachment leader, we just want to ask, why aren't we allowed to return to the team?"

"Yes, why don't you let us return to the team? Let's go back and wait for the distribution, we don't accept it! We know that if we go back to the distribution, we will either work as workers in the arsenal or as militiamen, and we will no longer be members of the Ninth Detachment!"

"Yes, I am not convinced! We are not seriously injured, we can run and jump now, and our combat effectiveness has not decreased. Why don't we want us?"

"Yes, Captain, we are members of the Ninth Detachment. We were injured in order to protect the arsenal. Now the Ninth Detachment doesn't want us. We can't figure it out!"

"Detachment leader, I'm the squad leader. Our squad killed more than 80 devils and puppet soldiers in this battle. I was just scratched by shrapnel on my face. Doesn't this affect my combat effectiveness? I strongly demand to return to the original army , continue to lead my combat squad!" The soldiers clamored, all talking about the same thing - we want to return to the original unit, continue to serve as soldiers and fight devils!

"Well, there are quite a few opinions, right? I figured it out. They all want to go back to their original units and continue to fight devils. No one wants to be discharged from the army and become a worker or a militiaman, right?" Hu Changyi said. With one hand behind his back, the other hand pointed at the soldiers and said, "What's wrong with letting you retire from the army? When you return home, you can honor your parents, take care of your wives and children, and you can also produce food, raise livestock, and build homes."

"Detachment Captain, we all want this kind of life, but now there are Japanese devils outside, how can we put down our weapons and pick up hoes?" Someone said at this time.

"Zhu Zixing, right? He is also the deputy commander of the second company, the main force of the third brigade. He performed well this time. He personally went to the southern bunker to direct the battle, but he was injured by the shock, right?" Hu Changyi asked, pointing at Zhu Zixing.

"Detachment leader, you can remember each of us, which makes everyone very touched! But, detachment leader, we just want to stay in the army to fight devils instead of working as workers in factories! Look, we people, Some were injured and hospitalized, and some were simply sent by the army to accompany them, and they were not injured or hurt at all, but now..." Zhu Zixing's words were somewhat logical, but also a little silent.

"Okay..." Hu Changyi also sighed slightly: "In fact, I don't want to let you leave the army, but the army is only so large, and there can't be more people! But the army needs to be replaced with new ones, and new recruits will be recruited next year, okay? Let the troops rotate and keep them young forever. As the saying goes, soldiers with iron battalions and flowing water, you are retiring from the army and becoming workers, are you also building troops!"

"Detachment leader, how about a year later? Next year, how about I take the initiative to apply for transfer at this time next year? I really don't want to part with the army!" Zhu Zixing is the highest position here, so he can speak on behalf of him.

"Ahem! Let me ask you, what is the first of the three major disciplines and eight points of attention?" Hu Changyi suddenly raised his voice.

"All actions follow the command!" Everyone replied in unison.

"If you don't understand, think about it for yourself! Now, follow the command in all actions! Immediately, report to the headquarters, and there will be arrangements for you! Now not only you, but the entire Eighth Route Army is streamlining its ranks and developing local armed forces , to develop industrial and agricultural production, this is a great layout! Therefore, obey the command, obey the order, and follow the party's command! Salute..."

"Salute..." Everyone saluted each other, and then Hu Changyi left, and he had to go to the headquarters for a meeting.That's right, now that it's safe here, he can go to the headquarters for a meeting or something.

(End of this chapter)