Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

Chapter 2 Being Missed by Li Yunlong
In this way, at the end of 1939, Zhou Weihan was already a squad leader of the cooking squad of the Glory Headquarters. This squad leader was bought by Zhou Weihan with four [-]-type infantry guns.

At that time, the boss always said this: "Zhou Weihan, don't you know what is good or bad, you boy. You secretly mobilized a regiment of troops, killed prisoners on the battlefield, and ignored organizational discipline. It would not be an exaggeration for me to shoot you. Why did you feel wronged when you came to the headquarters to carry the big pot?"

Zhou Weihan didn't dare to stand up in front of the boss, and said quickly: "I don't dare, it's not that our political commissar was injured and hospitalized. People in the regiment are panicked, and we really don't feel at ease."

"The issue of the 22nd Regiment, there are other arrangements at the headquarters, so don't worry about it, just go to your cooking class and take the blame."

The deputy chief of staff next to him joked: "It's a bit of a shame for the head of the main force to carry the big pot. Otherwise, let me plead for you."

"I heard that the 22nd regiment has an artillery company, 6 mortars, and 4 Type [-] infantry guns. It happens that the headquarters is going to form an artillery regiment. Look."

"Chief of Staff, this gun is the lifeblood of our 22nd Regiment, I should take the responsibility for the cooking team," Zhou Weihan said distressedly.

"Zhou Weihan, it's against you, do you think I'm talking to you?"

"Let the gunners of your 22nd Regiment bring four 4-type infantry guns to report to the Artillery Regiment of the Headquarters tomorrow, and you will be the squad leader of the cooking squad!"

Even though he was reluctant in every way in his heart, Zhou Weihan didn't dare to talk about conditions, he could only say: "Yes"

After Zhou Weihan left, the deputy chief of staff said to the boss: "Boss, how long do you plan to let Zhou Weihan work in the cooking squad, and what a good military officer you are, I can't bear it!"

"Chief of Staff, do you think I'm willing to give up? You're the only one who cherishes talent? Zhou Weihan is indeed a talent. I wouldn't mind having a hundred military chiefs like this, but I can't get used to the problem of killing prisoners on the battlefield. This is the discipline of our Eighth Route Army!" the boss said in a muffled voice.

The deputy chief of staff hesitated to speak after hearing this.

"I know what you want to say, the team leaders below have done things like this before, but the nature is different. Zhou Weihan made a lot of noise this time. If the headquarters doesn't make a serious decision to deal with it, how will the team be led in the future?" the boss continued. .

"I understand that the embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed by ant nests, and our Eighth Route Army must have iron discipline!" The deputy chief of staff nodded in response.

Zhou Weihan came to the cooking class, although he was said to be the class leader, but the actual person in charge was still the former class leader Lao Wu.

When Zhou Weihan came to the cooking class to report for the first time, Lao Wu knocked on the cigarette pot in his hand and said, "You are a good fighter, Captain Zhou, how can you really come to the cooking class to work."

Lao Wu is a veteran of the Red Army period. He has climbed snow-capped mountains and walked across grasslands. His worn-out military uniform is full of scars.

When I got older, I stayed in the cooking class, and usually told the stories of the year to the little soldiers in the cooking class.

To say that Zhou Weihan's small days in the cooking class were really leisurely. The soldiers of the 22nd Regiment sent supplies to the cooking class every once in a while, under the guise of improving the food for the head of the headquarters.

When he was free, Zhou Weihan could still use the excuse of going to the headquarters hospital to visit the political commissar, and take a look at the beautiful women by the way.

These days, in the words of Li Yunlong, would not be changed for a brigade commander.

On this day, Zhou Weihan was basking in the sun by the gate of the cooking class, when he heard Li Yunlong's loud voice from afar: "Old Zhou, you want to kill me!"

Zhou Weihan heard Li Yunlong's voice, got up and wanted to run, but Li Yunlong ran faster than a rabbit, and grabbed Zhou Weihan.

"Haha, Lao Zhou, I heard that you have come to the headquarters to be the monitor of the cooking team. Brother, I will sneak over to see you. Don't be too hard on it," Li Yunlong said with a smile.

Zhou Weihan can't wait for you to hit him twice to relieve his anger.

"Then you are wrong. I am drinking small wine every day and serving canned beef from Japan. I am living a comfortable life."

"Don't brag. If you want me to say that you are unlucky enough to fart, you will hit your heels. My Xinyi regiment has never left anyone alive when beating devils on the battlefield. Why did you become like this?" Li Yunlong said sarcastically.

"Don't be sad, now there is an urgent shortage of regiment-level commanders in various departments of our army, maybe one day I will become regiment commander again," Li Yunlong comforted.

Zhou Weihan thought: "You, Li Yunlong, are just talking about it, when you go to be the factory director of the quilt factory in the border area, don't scold your mother."

Speaking of getting acquainted with Li Yunlong, we have to start with the headquarters organizing the heads of various departments of the 129th Division to visit and study with the 22nd Regiment.

Before this, everyone had only heard of Zhou Weihan's name, but had never seen him.

On the way here, Li Yunlong and several other regiment leaders said: "I heard that Zhou Weihan, the leader of the 22nd regiment, is a poor-faced scholar, what real skills can he have?"

"I, Li Yunlong, don't say anything else. Although I haven't read the book for a few days, I still beat devils."

Kong Jie, the head of the independent regiment next to him, said with a smile: "I said that you, Li Yunlong, don't know a few words, and you don't know the word when the shoulder pole is upside down. What are you bragging about? This time, the headquarters asked us to come to the 22nd regiment to visit and study. Yes, don't make any fools."

Li Yunlong shouted unconvinced: "You idiot Kong Er, you have green onions in your pig's nose, what are you pretending to be, when is it your turn to teach me a lesson?"

Kong Jie smiled and said, "I, Kong Jie, have nothing to do with you, Li Yunlong, and I can't teach you a lesson. Someone will wait for the brigade commander to punish you."

Hearing the brigade commander's name, Li Yunlong froze instantly, and muttered: "Study, study, learn a fart."

When Li Yunlong and his regiment leaders arrived at the 22nd Regiment's station, they looked at the equipment of the 22nd Regiment's fighters. Good guy, their eyes were straightened.

Originally, I heard that the 22nd regiment was very rich, but only after seeing it did I know that compared with the 22nd regiment's weapons and equipment, they are like fire sticks.

There are more than 2000 people in the regiment, each with a 6-piece cover, Czech-style light machine guns in the platoon, Maxim heavy machine guns in the company, and a machine-gun company in the battalion. There are 4 mortars in the regiment and [-] [-]-type infantry gun.

The guards are equipped with two guns, each with a shell gun and a flower mechanism.

When he saw the Type [-] infantry cannon, Li Yunlong couldn't walk on his feet, so he didn't let go of his arms: "The little devil's Type [-] infantry cannon is a good thing!"

"Brother Zhou, although it's the first time we meet, I, Li Yunlong, feel kind from the bottom of my heart. What do you call a meeting in the words of their intellectuals?"

Cheng Xiazi, the head of the 772 regiment, interjected: "Lao Li, I usually ask you to study more, but you don't listen. It's like old friends at first sight."

Li Yunlong replied: "Yes, that's what it means. Brother Zhou and I are destined by nature, haha"

Kong Jie joked to Zhou Weihan: "Commander Zhou, Li Yunlong is a dog-faced kid, you have to be careful, he probably misses your Type [-] infantry artillery."

Several people around burst into laughter.

When several people left in the afternoon, Zhou Weihan asked the guards to prepare a box of authentic Shanxi Fenjiu, and distributed a box of Japanese canned beef to everyone.

Cheng Xiazi, the head of the 772 regiment, said: "This visit and study is really worthwhile. The regiment commander Zhou is good at leading troops. If all the departments of our Eighth Route Army are as strong as the 22 regiment and have excellent weapons, then the little devils will get out of China." the days are not far away”

Zhou Weihan said: "Mr. Cheng has won the award. Your 772 regiment is the old foundation of our Eighth Route Army, and it's not bad."

Kong Jie then smiled and said, "Old Zhou, if I, Kong Jie, need help in the future, you can't be careless."

When Zhou Weihan heard what Kong Jie said, he also jokingly said: "Everything that Commander Kong said is the armed forces of the Eighth Route Army. Who is with whom? Is your regiment crooked enough? you"

"Captain Zhou, you just need to tell me about this. If you tell Li Yunlong that, it's guaranteed that the meat bun will beat the dog and never return."

"Go, go, go, Kong Er fool, why are you everywhere, who are you?"

"In terms of qualifications, when you carried Hanyang on your back, what did our old Li carry on your back? The speed machine, compared with me, you Kong Jie is a new recruit."

Li Yunlong glanced at the smiling Cheng Xiazi: "And you, Cheng Xiazi, when you first joined the army, I taught you how to shoot."

"Li Yunlong, you are said to be fat, and you are still panting. Look at you, how can you be a commander if you are so awesome? Why aren't you a brigade commander?" Kong Jie said.

"Haha, everyone, I'll send it off on behalf of Captain Zhou. Before leaving, the brigade commander specially called us and said, Li Yunlong, you boy, take care of yourself, learn with an open mind, and don't make trouble for me!" Li Yunlong said
"We have to listen to what the brigade commander says. Our old Li has nothing else to do but obey orders!"

"Old Zhou, do you have any objection to me staying with you for a few more days to study?" Li Yunlong said to Zhou Weihan with a smile.

Zhou Weihan was eager to see Li Yunlong, the god of plague, away quickly, so he could only say, "Old Li, you are willing to stay a few more days to save my face. If nothing else, I will greet you with good wine and good food."

Kong Jie said: "Old Zhou, just wait for Li Yunlong to beat you up, he probably missed your Type [-] infantry artillery."

Everyone roared with laughter again.

(End of this chapter)