Bright Sword: Infinite Logistics

Chapter 65 Meng Zhige: I’m stupid

After clearing away the stubborn enemies in the warehouse and confirming its safety, the brigade commander and Meng Zhige entered the Japanese camp and looked around.

Cheng Shifa, holding a shell gun in his left hand, led the way and kept making introductions.

"This building should be the command post of the Japs. These Japs moved very quickly. They burned everything they could in the whole night. There was not even a scrap of paper left in the office. There was only ashes on the floor."

Cheng Shifa said and sighed.If there hadn't been that burst of barking, maybe a lot of good things could have been captured this time.

"What's behind that door?" Meng Zhige pointed to a room on the second floor.

"That was the house of the Japanese commander. A Japanese squadron leader committed suicide inside."

Cheng Shifa opened the door and revealed the scene inside: Taro Yasui's body fell to the ground, his internal organs flowed out from his abdomen, and his head was cut off and placed in front of the body.Not far from Taro Yasui, there was another kid lying on the ground. The corpse was holding a shell gun in his hand, and a bullet hole could be seen on his head.

It was obvious that both men committed suicide.

If such a scene were placed in modern times, it would indeed be terrifying.But in this era, everyone has seen and even experienced worse things.Such a scene could not even make the emotions of everyone present fluctuate much.

"Oh, this little devil was really cruel to me. He didn't cut it with a fan. But he was a bit inferior. He used too much force and cut off his head." Meng Zhige walked into the room and looked at the corpse on the ground. , shook his head: "He was a real person, but it's a pity that he was a fool until his death."

Bushido originally talked about righteousness, bravery, benevolence and sincerity, but it was distorted by military ideology, and all the little devils learned it wrong.To say that he is a confused man is quite accurate.

He really thought he was a "samurai".

These days, the only Japanese who can be called samurai are those in the anti-war alliance.

The brigade commander walked up to Meng Zhige and asked calmly: "Counsellor Meng studied in Japan? He is very familiar with Japanese culture."

"No, I just heard it from my friend in detail." Meng Zhige waved his hand repeatedly.Studying in Japan?He didn't dare to make up this identity. There were many big guys in Bali who had studied in Japan, and their secrets would be exposed as soon as they met.

There are so many Japanese comics, TV series, games and topics on the Internet in later generations. He does have some understanding of Japan, and he even likes some aspects of it.

However, once the vision is enlarged to the level of the entire country, Meng Zhige can only say that every generation has reasons to hate the Japanese.

"What's over there?"

Meng Zhige walked out of the room, pointed to another ajar door, and quickly began to change the topic.

Regarding the matter of my origins, I'd better put it off as long as I can.When time passed slowly, the Eighth Route senior officials realized that they were not compatible with any force, so they naturally stopped asking.

"That should be the communications room. We found a radio station and four wired telephones inside." Cheng Shifa suddenly smiled: "Brigadier Commander, how about giving this radio station to our group."

The Eighth Route Army has very little radio equipment and is only equipped at the brigade level. The same is true for the [-]th Brigade.

If something happens to the troops, they usually send correspondents to communicate with each other.Horseback riding in good conditions, walking in poor conditions.Only when the station is relatively fixed or the distance is relatively close, the telephone line will be pulled and the notification will be made by phone.

The brigade commander touched his chin. Cheng Shifa's request was actually very reasonable.

Local regiments usually fight against the Japanese and puppet troops in an area, maintain stability, and build base areas.The station is relatively fixed, and telephone lines are often laid and used for telephone communication.

The main force, on the other hand, had to go wherever there was fighting, and communication was often difficult.If there is a radio station responsible for communication, then the combat effectiveness of the troops can be maximized.

For example, in this battle, if the supplementary regiment and the [-]nd Regiment had radio stations, then the new regiment would have reinforcements half a day earlier, and the casualties might be much smaller.But the brigade commander is hesitant now - should this radio be given to the new regiment?

Now that Xinyi Tuan is extremely rich, with Li Yunlong's character and temper, he will definitely find little devils to play with every day.And Wuxiang County has been captured, and the only one with many little devils around is Yushe.

If he didn't care about it, Li Yunlong wouldn't have provoked the Japs from that unit in Yushe, would he?It would be really hard to pull out the whole brigade...

Meng Zhige, who was standing aside, frowned.

He knew that the Eighth Route Army lacked radio stations, but he forgot such an important thing!

His eyes have been focused on consumables such as medicines and ammunition.Communication equipment. When he first traveled through time, he was not used to it without his mobile phone, but he got used to it later...

"I'm stupid*"

Meng Zhige whispered a classic quote.

"What?" The brigade commander turned his head and looked at Meng Zhige with confusion.He didn't hear the four words just now.

"Ah, nothing." Meng Zhige looked at the brigade commander: "Do you want a radio?"

The brigade commander's eyes lit up: "Can Counselor Meng provide a radio station?"

"Yes, I always can, but I am more interested in guns and ammunition, so I forgot about this." Meng Zhige scratched his head: "If you want it, I will have someone prepare it immediately, and it will be delivered in a few days."

"Then I'll trouble you, Advisor Meng." The brigade commander looked at Cheng Shifa: "Okay, then this radio station will belong to your group. Will it be used? Do you want me to send you a telegraph operator?"

"Then let's send one." Cheng Shi laughed.

While several people were laughing, a soldier came in and handed over a piece of paper: "Report, brigade commander, this is the loss of our army in this battle. It has been calculated. Please take a look."

The brigade commander took the report, took a look at it, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

"What's wrong?" Meng Zhige quickly noticed something was wrong.

The brigade commander sighed and handed the paper directly to Meng Zhige, "Hey, Consultant Meng, you can read it yourself."

Meng Zhige read the report carefully and sighed.

Cheng Shifa looked at the two of them and his heart became heavy.Although he didn't see the report, it was a report about losses. He probably had a guess as to what it would contain.

"Old Cheng, take a look at it too." The brigade commander handed the report to Cheng Shifa again.

"In these consecutive battles, the New Regiment has lost more than 250 people. The Japanese's combat effectiveness is really strong." Meng Zhige sighed.

The brigade commander forced a smile again: "It's already very good. The battle loss ratio between us and the Japanese has never been very good."

"Have you thought about my shooting range plan? After the bullet problem is solved, there will be a problem of marksmanship." Meng Zhige took the opportunity to continue to promote his point of view: "If the soldiers' marksmanship becomes better, the losses this time should be reduced. Less. After all, at a distance of 150 meters to 300 meters, the soldiers can only be beaten passively with their current marksmanship..."

The brigade commander listened patiently to Meng Zhige's words again, and then said: "I will arrange it as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)