Starting from the bright sword to engage in military industry

Chapter 174 Chapter 173

Hu Changyi didn't think too much, he was just excited to participate in the next few battles.

That's right, there were at least four ambushes waiting for Hu Changyi to participate, and they were all famous battles.

Don't look at the 772 regiment in the "Bright Sword" TV series, it seems that it is not that strong, and it is not even as good as the independent regiment.But in fact, the 772 regiment is the most iron-blooded and toughest regiment among the 129th division and even the Eighth Route Army.

How good is this group?Just read on and you'll know...

The military workshop is going to be transferred, which is a big deal.Fortunately, the equipment in the Bing Workshop is small, but the number of people is relatively large, so the transfer is quite fast.

I received an order early in the morning to start packing up the supplies for the soldier workshop, and by noon they were packed up, and arrangements were made for those who needed to be separated.

Taking advantage of this time, Chef Fan and his three cooking soldiers directly prepared the three-day combat rations for the guerrillas, all of which were fried noodles.

There is no doubt that the fighters of the guerrilla army will fight with the 772 regiment; those who need to be separated are the personnel of the military workshop.People including Yuan Shouge, Ma Quanyou, Li Fugui, and Fu Yunpeng all need to be transferred.

In fact, it is relatively easy to transfer the military workshop. At least Peng Zizhen and Xiang Yongqiang have learned to drive a car, and they can put those heavy equipment and materials that are inconvenient to separate on the car and take them away.

In fact, Hu Changyi and Fu Yunpeng also thought about using cars as power and tires to drive belts for production when they first remodeled the two machines.But gasoline is not enough, so I have to give up.

"Sister, I'm going to fight, take care all the way!" After packing up the supplies, Xin Xiaomao found Xin Ge.

"Xiao Mao, you..." Xin Ge hesitated to speak, but his eyes turned red.

"Sister, don't worry, I learned how to shoot the grenade with the captain, and there will be no danger! If... if it's really that unlucky... don't be sad!" Xin Xiaomao also knew that the bullets have no eyes, and comforted him.

"You are the only boy left in our family...you have an accident...I..." Xin Ge's tears flowed down.

"Sister, don't be sad, isn't something going to happen? It's just a war. Everyone is involved. I can't just watch. Besides, this is a national war. It's fighting the Japanese devils and occupying our hometown in the Northeast. , the Japanese devils who killed our parents!"

"Sister, I am your younger brother and the son of my parents, but I am even more of an unshakable Northeast pure man! I am an Eighth Route Army soldier whose bones are harder than steel!"

"I was young when the Northeast Army gave up the three provinces in the Northeast without letting go, so I don't remember many things. But there is a truth I do know, that is, the hatred of killing one's father is irreconcilable! I am not Zhang Tuzi You idiot, you dare not say anything even if your father is blown to death!"

"I, Xin Lu, just want to let the little devils know! Our three provinces in the Northeast are gone, but we people in the Northeast are still there! There is not a day that we don't think about bringing down the Northeast! So, from today onwards, in the battlefield against devils Come on, there is another strong northeasterner!"

"If...if I fall on the way to fight against the devils, let my comrades bury me on the highest mountain, and let my grave face the northeast direction! Even if I die, I still want to watch the return of the northeast That day!"

"Sister, salute..." Xin Xiaomao gave a military salute to Xin Ge, raised his hand, but fixed his eyes on his sister, as if he wanted to imprint her appearance in his heart.

Under Xin Ge's tearful eyes, he realized that his younger brother was already half a head taller than him, and his body had also become stronger. He was no longer the little doll in his memory who dragged his nose and asked for sweets...

"Hey, let's go, sister!" Putting down his hands, he turned around, and Xin Xiaomao, who straightened his back, took firm steps and walked towards the courtyard where the guerrillas were.

"Xiao Mao, it's just right to come back. This is your fried noodles, and this small packet is your medicine powder. Lick a little before the battle, and you will be refreshed!" Seeing Xin Xiaomao entering the yard, Xing Dezheng said.

"Thank you instructor!" Xin Xiaomao saluted.

"Hmm... put your hands down, remember, from now on, don't salute me anymore, it's hurting me." Xing Dezheng said with a smile.

"Hit you? How come? I don't have that idea..." Xin Xiaomao hurriedly explained.

"Haha, look at the kid in a hurry! Xiaoxuan, tell him, this kid has learned from Changyi for nothing!" Xing Dezheng said.

"Well, Comrade Xiaomao, have you forgotten who our first targets are? Those officers! We're going to fight right now, isn't your saluting to let the devil's sharpshooter know that this is an officer?" Li Yuexuan explained road.

"Well, there is also Xiao Mao, you boy, you should be more vigilant when you are fighting, don't be afraid, and don't be soft-hearted, start immediately when you hear the order, you are our long-range heavy fire support, it is important!" Zhao Fengnian on the side Said.

"Well, Xiao Mao, stay away from me during the war, as soon as you move there, the devil's firepower will find you... Cough cough, what, the deputy captain said that I will also be taken care of by the devil's firepower here The point is, we brothers can’t let others take care of each other, can we? Come on, these gloves are for you to wear, your grenadier is fine, carry them, and your hands are not cold!” Li Tieniu gave Xin Xiaomao a pair of gloves, which are for the Chinese New Year At that time, the people supported the army.

"Xiao Mao, come here... You kid has been running around recently. The devil's grenade ammunition bag is a bit small. I'll change it for you!" Tailor Chen gave an ammunition bag that can hold 8 grenade grenades. Xin Xiaomao.

Xin Xiaomao looked at everyone's expressions and listened to everyone's instructions, and suddenly felt no fear, because the people in this yard are just like his own family members, so what else is there to be afraid of?

Everyone also knows that Xin Xiaomao is young, and this is the first time he is separated from his sister. This is to show his love for him with his own actions.

"Okay, everyone knows the order, and our guerrilla team finally has a combat mission! The things we should pay attention to during the battle have been mentioned repeatedly during the training, so I won't mention them any more."

"What I want to say is that in the coming time, we may continue to transfer operations. Everyone must be mentally prepared in advance! Another point is, don't be soft, don't be afraid! Especially you recruits, usually train No matter how good it is, there will be various situations on the battlefield.”

"Everyone remember, from the moment you enter the battlefield, your life is worthless. If you don't want to die in vain, then kill your enemy! The enemy dies, I live! Guocun, I die!"

Hu Changyi didn't mobilize everyone more. After all, they are only preparing to set off now. The exact time for the battle has not yet been determined, and it would be bad to talk too much.

Soon, the guerrillas were separated from the personnel of the military workshop and the logistics department, and officially marched towards Mafang Township with their own combat equipment and ammunition reserves.

"Old Xing, we... have heavy machine guns, right?" Zhao Fengnian asked Xing Dezheng, looking at Guo Jinglie and his party following behind the team.

"Well, it's for our guerrillas for the time being, and we have to pay it back!" Xing Dezheng said.

"Then... when shall we pay it back?" Zhao Fengnian looked at Xing Dezheng.

"Well, it depends on what Changyi means! He wants to study how to make heavy machine guns, who can say for sure?" Xing Dezheng laughed.

"Squad leader, have we...become guerrillas?" A soldier from the heavy machine gun squad asked Guo Jinglie.

"Nonsense, we have to pay back, we are still members of the 771 regiment! Hmm... we have to pay back!" Guo Jinglie said.

(End of this chapter)