My Bright Sword Logistics Career

Chapter 244 Conflict Experts Are Here!

Li Ming came out of the headquarters and went straight to the stables of the communication company.

"Hey··"

Touching the horse's back, Li Ming sighed.

As Zhu Huai's military department, a communication soldier of the No. 20 Fourth Division, his mission this time is to notify the Central Army's 217th, 218th, and 332nd regiments to gather in the Guanzhong Basin.

Although it is not clear why these three regiments are under the command of his own commander, this is not something he should think about as a signal soldier.

His sorrow now is,
I ate some porridge in the morning, it's only eight o'clock, my stomach is already growling with hunger,
And next, he will ride a horse and run more than 120 kilometers to deliver the order to the three regiments.

Although riding a horse,
But it is also very exhausting.

Riding more than 120 kilometers a day is not as easy as digging trenches for a day.

As for the cooking class, he was only given two flatbreads.

It is said to be a big pancake, but it is actually only the size of a palm, and it is baked with flour mixed with coarse wheat bran.

"Hey···"

Sighing again, Li Ming got on his horse, whipped for a while:
"drive!"

The thin horse carried Li Ming to the station near Ma Village of the 217th Regiment of the Central Army.

···
"gone!"

Ma Village, after packing up his belongings, Su Ya looked back at the village where he had been stationed for more than half a year, as well as the restored position, waved his hand, and followed the leaving troops.

With the expansion of the base area and the extension of the road, Ma Village, which was originally on the border, is now the hinterland of the base area.

Build roads, open up wasteland, build water conservancy facilities...
Coupled with immigration subsidies, cheap wood and stone bricks provided by the base.

Even if they did not deliberately organize the relocation of the people, but only provided preferential policies, more and more people still settled here, and houses rose up along the road.

Ma Village has also changed from a small village of a few hundred people to a large village of more than a thousand people, with ponds, wells, stretches of fields, and roads leading to the county seat.

As for the 217 regiment originally stationed on the opposite side...

It seems that it disappeared half a month ago, the barracks went to the building, and the head of the regiment disappeared.

Missing together, there are 218 regiments and so on.

Nobody cares.

Su Ya didn't care either.

Anyway, these regiments add up to less than 500 people, most of whom are bums, covetous guys who are afraid of death, and things that the army doesn't want.

He even heard that the weapons and equipment were secretly purchased by the army?
But people don't pay much attention to this kind of thing.

They are very busy.

To participate in army training.

In the morning, it is the construction of trench fortifications, battlefield leaps, anti-tank, shooting, etc. In the afternoon, it is to learn cultural knowledge. In the evening, it is either cultural knowledge learning, or car driving, maintenance and other knowledge training.

After learning, Su Ya feels that he, a cowherd boy, can drive a car.

It is said that the army is encouraging soldiers to sign up for auto soldier training?

Do you want to give it a try?
"Commander, where are we going?"

After catching up with the company, Su Ya asked.

"Hundredshui County."

The company commander replied.

"Baishui County?"

Recalling the map when he was studying culture, Su Ya vaguely felt that he had heard of this county, but he just couldn't remember it.

···
"Have all the communication soldiers been sent out?"

Zhu Huaibing looked at his watch, then at the map, and asked the chief of staff.

"They're all dispatched."

The Chief of Staff replied:
"I have dispatched communications troops to all 29 regiments."

"In order to ensure that the order can arrive, if the messengers do not return within the scheduled time, I will send a second batch of messengers."

"it is good!"

Zhu Huaibing nodded.

Last year, he had a fight with the Tubalu group, and in the end he was defeated, and the troops were almost dispersed. Since then, although he is still good on the surface, his real power has been left behind, and he is just a vacant position.

But this time, he exhausted his connections and finally seized the opportunity to rise again.

He knows that the Eighth Route Army is very powerful today,

There are many guns and cannons, and shells are the same as bullets. If you use them casually, even devils will be beaten to the ground.

Not to mention their own preserved fruit troops.

But this time, a total of 25 troops were assembled from above to attack a county seat of Baishui County.

As for Baishui County, it was less than 20 days since the Eighth Route Army got it. The county is located hundreds of miles away from the Jinzhong Basin where they are active, and there are only two newly built dirt roads connecting the county.

There was only one regiment in the garrison.

No matter how strong Tubalu is, how strong can it be?
There are 25 of them.

Moreover, the little devils have not been wiped out. The first army has more than 7 people, but they are still in their pockets. They say they are surrounded.

What's more, on the side of Beiping, there is also the main force of the North China Front Army.

At this time, how dare the Eighth Route Army deploy troops to confront them head-on?
As long as Baishui County is taken down, the Tuba Road is blocked in the mountains, and the Guanzhong Plain is kept, Guoguo can keep this last territory. Then, sit on the Diaoyutai, watch the devils and the Eighth Route Army fight, and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Of course, the 25 people are not under his command, but there are also 5 people who belong to him, organized into three divisions and 29 regiments, including the main regiment of the 217th regiment of the Central Army.

The Eighth Route Army is indeed powerful.

But this time, he was also stronger than ever.

···
drive!
Waving his horsewhip, Li Ming galloped on the highway, heading for the 332 regiment's station.

It is now mid-April, and it is sunny again. In this season and the weather in Southwest Shanxi, the daytime is not cold, and it is refreshing to ride a horse.

"This road is well repaired!"

Waving the whip, Li Ming felt extraordinarily comfortable.

He thought that riding a horse for 120 kilometers to communicate would be exhausting.

Unexpectedly, after entering the mountainous area, the road is wide, smooth and flat. Although the road is still bumpy when riding a horse, after all, a horse is not a car.

The most tiring thing about riding a horse is the bumps when the horse moves forward at high speed.

After riding for a certain distance, Li Ming began to feel exhausted all over, his stomach began to burn, and there was a series of gurgling noises—this was because he was starving.

"Hey··"

Sighing again, Li Ming found a place with a water source and stopped to rest. He prepared feed and water for the horse, then took out a pancake, and began to eat it with the kettle.

beep...
Suddenly, there was a sound of car horns from behind. Li Ming looked back and saw five cars approaching at high speed in the distance.

"That's a jeep from the Eighth Route Army..."

He recognized at a glance that this small car was a jeep of the Eighth Route Army.

He took pancakes that were as hard as rocks—although they were unpalatable and cracked his teeth, but this was the only food he had left, and he would have to starve all day without it. Then he took the horse's rein to prevent the horse from being frightened.

After that, he stared straight at the jeep approaching at high speed in the distance, with envy in his eyes.

Compared with horses, this jeep is a good thing.

It is fast, rides comfortably, runs far, and does not need to eat grass and prepare drinking water.

It is much more convenient to add gasoline to the car than to prepare hay and drinking water for the horse.

Then··
Li Ming sighed again.

If it wasn't for the fact that his family was in the mountain city, and his elder brother was working as a part-time job in the public house, and his parents were in poor health and couldn't leave, he would have wanted to join the Eighth Route Army.

"brother."

Li Ming was sighing and found five jeeps parked beside him.

"Which unit are you from?"

asked a man in the back seat of one of the first jeeps.

The uniforms of the Eighth Route Army were similar, and his identity could not be seen, but this man had a twenty-gun pistol around his waist and a beautiful double-barreled binoculars hanging on his chest. He seemed to be an officer.

"Division 24..."

After a little hesitation, Li Ming honestly reported the name of his unit,
"Zhu Huai's military department..."

The officer bared his teeth, and immediately asked:
"Are you going to... the 332 regiment?"

"Yes."

Li Ming nodded again.

"Same way! Come on, get in the car, let's go together."

The officer immediately greeted him enthusiastically.

"It's inconvenient for me to ride a horse..."

Although he really wanted to take a car, Li Ming didn't really want to be with this group of people.

I know my own affairs,
Last year, his own commander also had a conflict with the Eighth Route Army, but he was beaten up by the Eighth Route Army, and he was also named a conflict expert.

Everyone is just a friendly army in name.

"Then let's have dinner together."

"Pull over and have lunch first before setting off."

The officer rolled his eyes and called the five jeeps to stop along the side of the road, and then began to bury the fire to make food.

Before Li Ming could react, he saw the group take out several iron pots and canned meat from the trailer behind the jeep.

Someone set up firewood, poured gasoline, and lit the match. Someone mixed canned meat into an iron pot, and someone took out a bag of rice and cooked it in an iron pot. Soon, the aroma gradually dissipated.

The taste of the meat...
"Gudong..."

Li Ming, who was looking for an opportunity to run away, couldn't move his feet, and his stomach let out a growling sound.

"hungry?"

"Come on, let's have something to eat first."

The rice was not yet cooked, so the officer directly stuffed over a piece of roasted hot canned meat.

Although he wanted to refuse in his heart, he didn't say anything, and even took it with his hand very honestly.

"That's right."

"You are welcome, we are all Chinese!"

Originated from the Chinese meal culture since ancient times, everyone eats and eats, and the relationship gets better and chats open.

This officer also reported himself as a member of the Independent Regiment and a platoon leader.

"This time our commander is probably preparing..."

During this period, Li Ming gritted his teeth and said that he heard some rumors at the headquarters.

"fine."

The officer from the Independence Regiment smiled and said indifferently:

"It's okay, a little friction between brothers, it doesn't get in the way, it will be resolved immediately."

The movement of preserved fruit is so big, not to mention the headquarters, the independent group knows it.

As a platoon leader of the Independent Regiment Headquarters and the Independent Guard Battalion, he naturally knew it, and even knew that his superiors planned to take this opportunity to show their strength and make those guys more honest.

So, let the preserved fruit gather troops.

Otherwise, it would have been taken down long ago.

Seeing that the other party was very confident, Li Ming didn't say anything.

After the two parties had enough to eat and drink, Li Ming tied the horse to the trailer, and sat in the jeep, rubbing against the car and moving forward.

It wasn't until they got close to the 332 regiment's station that they remounted their horses.

"thanks!"

Sure enough, it is comfortable to ride in a car... Expressing thanks to the platoon leader again, Li Ming glanced at the jeep with some reluctance, and then rushed to the 332 regiment.

"Platoon leader, the 332 regiment, isn't it gone? The regiment commander and several battalion commanders are gone, and the soldiers have all come to our side."

"Why did you stop me from talking to him?"

After Li Ming left, a soldier finally asked.

"It's a pity, I can't see the expression of that conflict expert knowing that his troops are gone?"

The platoon leader shook his head.

"..."

The soldiers suddenly understood, and they were all speechless.

Learned to be a fun person with the team leader, right?

"Continue to set off, we will arrive in Baishui County before noon tomorrow!"

The platoon leader waved his hand, and the convoy moved on.

(End of this chapter)