Sword life

Chapter 125 Too embarrassed

On January 1938, 1, Zhang Gang began to reorganize his team regardless of the long-distance travel.

The 29th Division was the easiest. Neither He Xiaowu's 58th Brigade nor Huo Shouyi's 57th Brigade suffered much loss. They could restore their combat effectiveness simply by adding a few hundred troops.

Because He Zhizhong's 56th Brigade fought too hard in Yinkong Mountain, there were only more than 2000 people left, and the battalion was full of wounded soldiers. The combat effectiveness had not yet recovered, so they stayed in Xuzhou for a period of time.

The 30th Division also had the same problem. Sun Desheng's cavalry brigade and Fang Gensheng's armored brigade did not have a large number of people, only more than 1000 people. Both of them were severely damaged after the war. It can't hold up the airs of a teacher at all.

What is even more troublesome is the 41st Army. The 41st Army is a sequence of the Sichuan Army. It has fought for many years, but it is all fighting inside Sichuan. It looks lively, but its level is actually very low.

To put it bluntly, the combat power is very weak, three people have a gun, the rest have swords and spears, they wear straw sandals, and the one in cold weather is wearing single clothes, and each person only has a dozen rounds of bullets.

What's even more outrageous is that there are only two retreating guns in the entire army, and there are less than twenty light machine guns in total, and I have never heard of heavy machine guns.

In addition, there are less than 1 people in the three divisions, which are not as large as a reorganized division. Military discipline is lax, and forced buying and selling are nothing.

Zhang Gang could only find Wang Mingzhang, the commander of the 122nd Division, to discuss the change of clothes.

Wang Mingzhang quickly rushed to the meeting room and was a little surprised to see Zhang Gang.

"Come and sit first." Zhang Gang patted the chair, motioned for Wang Mingzhang to sit down and drink tea, and took advantage of the opportunity to look at the legendary Sichuan general.

Wang Mingzhang has thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a cropped head. At first glance, he looks like a member of the army.

"Mr. Wang, your department has three brigades and six regiments with five thousand people. It can be said that it is the strongest division of the 41st Army, so I want to change your department."

"Really?" Wang Mingzhang couldn't believe it, the teacup in his hand trembled slightly, and he hurriedly put it on the table to avoid embarrassment.

Since they came out of Sichuan, the Sichuan army has never been caught in the eye, not in the first war zone, not in the second war zone, like a ball, tossing and turning in each war zone.

When he was stepped into the mud like this, someone suddenly said that he would give him equipment, which was unbelievable.

"Of course, come on, General Wang, come with me to the military supply warehouse and see what can be used." After Zhang Gang finished speaking, he brought Wang Mingzhang to the military supply warehouse of the Tenth Army.

"General Wang, this is the pistol area. There are more than 3000 pistols. You can choose [-] pistols. There is no limit to the brand. But I also want to remind you that it is best to use the same brand, otherwise the logistics and supplies will be too troublesome. "

Wang Mingzhang looked at the box cannons placed in different categories, was shocked, and hurriedly laughed: "I choose box cannons, 20 rounds."

The Box Cannon is the Chinese name of the Mauser MM31 pistol. This thing has a fast rate of fire, [-] rounds of magazines, and strong firepower. It is a big killer in street fighting.

As soon as Zhang Gang waved, dozens of workers came up and loaded the boxes onto the truck one by one.

The two continued on and came to the rifle area.

"You can choose [-]-rod [-] caps, or [-]-rod old sleeves."

Wang Mingzhang immediately said, "I'll choose an old sleeve." Although this thing is a little old, it has great lethality. Once shot, the bullet will roll, and the damage caused is far greater than that of the Sanba Dagai.

Besides, even an old sleeve is still a treasure in the eyes of Sichuan Army.

Zhang Gang continued to wave his hands, and a large group of workers came up and packed the old sleeves into the car, as if they had done it countless times with proficiency.

Come here, Wang Mingzhang is already satisfied. With these firearms, the 122nd Division's combat effectiveness has at least doubled, and it has more confidence in fighting devils.

However, Zhang Gang did not stop, but continued to move forward and walked to another reservoir area.

Could it be that Wang Mingzhang's heart was beating violently.

The next moment, Zhang Gang answered his doubts: "This is the grenadier area, you can choose a hundred grenadiers, or ten 60mm mortars."

These were all seized from the little devil. The grenadier and the 60mm mortar were both lame products with a short range, so Zhang Gang naturally looked down on them.

"I choose grenade." Wang Mingzhang was numb. The grenade can suppress the enemy's light and heavy machine guns, one hundred at a time, which is too luxurious.

Originally, Wang Mingzhang was a little wronged.

Now, this grievance has long since disappeared, which is too embarrassing.

"Thank you so much, you are the great benefactor of Division 122."

Seeing Wang Mingzhang's excited expression, Zhang Gang kept his composure and continued to walk backwards.

"This is the machine gun area. You can choose fifty crooked guns and twenty Type [-] heavy machine guns." After Zhang Gang finished speaking, he moved forward with his hands behind his back, but he didn't hear Wang Mingzhang's voice. stunned.

(End of this chapter)