My client Li Yunlong

Chapter 24 Brigadier 24: I got rich just once I left the house? !

Brigade.

"Get rich!"

"Get rich!!"

After Zhao Gang left, the brigade chief of staff looked at the more than 200 Czech bullets and more than 100 million rounds of seven-nine-point bullets in front of him. He walked back and forth excitedly for a while, mumbling incessantly.

Although I still don’t know what happened.

but!

The brigade chief of staff knew one thing very well.

Today, there are more than 150 million rounds of ammunition in the brigade headquarters warehouse. Even if all main and basic regiments are included, the per capita bullets exceed 75 rounds.

In the next year, the [-]th Brigade will no longer need to worry about bullets.

The whole brigade can consume bullets freely in the next year.

and,

More than 260 is very Czech.

All are Czech style with sufficient spare parts and can be repaired immediately if damaged.

It also means that for a long time in the future, the [-]th Brigade will be able to maintain a considerable number of machine guns, maintain sufficient firepower, and be free to fight the Japanese.

"Ha ha···"

The brigade chief of staff could no longer bear it and laughed heartily:
"I don't know when the brigade commander will come back."

He couldn't wait to report the good news to the brigade commander.

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"Where did this batch of weapons and ammunition come from?"

"What did Li Yunlong do with the Second Battalion?"

"Who was it that broke through the prisoner-of-war camp in Liao County, rescued the prisoners of war, and killed Masaru Hirata?"

Although he was very confused about where the more than 100 million rounds of ammunition and nearly [-] Czech guns came from, Zhao Gang still took the first battalion to rest at the brigade headquarters and prepared to return to the independent regiment station tomorrow.

Marching at night is prone to non-combat losses.

At the same time, he also heard news about the Liao County prisoner of war camp at the brigade headquarters.

Although the relationship between Political Commissar Zhao and Li Yunlong has eased due to all coincidences, they are not yet familiar with Li Yunlong. Naturally, Political Commissar Zhao has not thought that it was Li Yunlong who led the Second Battalion to capture the Liao County Prisoner of War Camp.

Only 300 people in the Second Battalion could survive.

With 300 men, no matter how good the equipment is, no matter how powerful Li Yunlong is, it is impossible to capture the Liao County Prisoner of War Camp in just one hour.

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"Monk."

At the same time, Li Yunlong of the Independent Regiment was looking at Wei Dayong who was exercising in the courtyard of the regiment headquarters.

Monk Wei is worthy of being the ceiling of individual military strength with a bright sword.

At this time, he was carrying two weights made of stone rollers in his hands, which were estimated to weigh dozens of kilograms. However, he switched between holding and lifting with one hand and both hands without blushing, which made Li Yunlong's eyes twitch.

He would never be able to do this move, let alone do it so easily.

"Hey, leader..."

At first, Monk Wei didn't have a good attitude towards Li Yunlong.

After all, he looked down upon the poorly equipped Eighth Route Army.

After staying here for a few days, I plan to return to the Central Army and continue to kill the Japanese.

But after hearing that this was the Independent Regiment and that the leader was Li Yunlong, his attitude immediately changed and he decisively accepted Li Yunlong's invitation to stay in the Independent Regiment and fight the Japanese with Li Yunlong.

After all, Li Yunlong's killing of Bantian and the defeat of Bantian's unit had already become a legend in the prisoner-of-war camp.

Especially after knowing that it was Li Yunlong who led the attack on the prisoner-of-war camp in Liao County and delayed the Japanese who were chasing him, the monk patted his chest and risked his life to follow Li Yunlong in fighting the Japanese.

"How is your body recovering?"

Li Yunlong asked.

The monk came out of the prisoner-of-war camp. Although he was not seriously injured, he still spent a lot of energy. Later, he was chased by dozens of puppet soldiers. At that time, the gun bullets in his hand were exhausted. Facing dozens of puppet soldiers, he Naturally, he didn't dare to fight hard, so he could only run hard, almost draining his energy.

"All right."

The monk touched his head and couldn't help but ask:
"Captain, is the food in our army so good?"

Although he had a good meal in the prisoner-of-war camp, especially in the past few days, the Japanese food had also improved significantly, but the Japanese obviously held back. He didn't eat much, and he couldn't help being hungry. He had a fight with the Japanese from the prisoner-of-war camp and escaped. After running for dozens of miles, the monk was already so hungry that his eyes were dizzy and his legs were weak.

The group leader immediately arranged meals for him.

The pure white mask soup makes the monk feel full.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have the strength to recover his strength by carrying stones and crushing them here.

This also made the monk very curious.

He saw that it seemed that all the soldiers of the independent regiment were eating white-flour steamed buns, and he was not given special treatment.

Didn’t you say that the Eighth Route Army had poor food and poor equipment?

This food is better than ordinary little devils, and the preserved fruit troops can't compare at all. Of course, the comparison here is with grassroots soldiers.

And equipment.

He didn't see the other independent regiment troops, but the regimental guard platoon was all equipped with twenty-shot rifles, pure imported goods, and each soldier had one hundred and eighty rounds of ammunition on his waist.

Is this also called poor weapons and equipment?

"Haha, are you full?"

Li Yunlong smiled proudly, and then asked:

"If you're not full, I'll tell you, I'll take care of the food here."

Based on the experience of declaring shell gun bullets for the first time and Bai Mian, when declaring supplies to his brother Lu and Lu Caishen, there is no need to use the average consumption as the per capita calculation unit, and you can directly use the maximum value.

In other words, when he declares his food consumption for the next month, he can use the person who eats the most in the group.

of course,

Don't mess around either.

The contract clearly stipulates:
"The per capita consumption of materials must be reasonable and proven by examples, and there must be no extravagance and waste."

Therefore, he cannot deliberately waste it and let a soldier eat haese to the point of death in a day. The number of units must be a soldier's normal food intake in a day.

It is normal for a soldier in the Independent Regiment to have a day. This is too simple.

So, Li Yunlong focused on the monk.

Now, Monk Wei is already a soldier of the Independent Regiment. Although he has not agreed to be his guard, after all, it was Zhao Gang who saved the monk's life and Zhao Gang's consent is needed.

First of all,

Monk Wei is a tall man, more than 1.9 meters tall and weighs more than [-] kilograms. All of them are muscles, so he must eat a lot.

Secondly, this guy has been in a Japanese prisoner-of-war camp for a long time and cannot eat well. In addition, he has traveled dozens of miles before, which has consumed a lot of energy and is starving. Moreover, he is in good health, so he has a large appetite and eats more.

This kid also likes to exercise. He will exercise with a stone grinder just after eating. He consumes more and naturally eats more.

So, how much can you eat in a day?

"I am full!"

The monk touched his head and answered.

Although he didn’t know why all the soldiers in the independent regiment ate white-flour steamed buns, Monk Wei also knew that food must be eaten sparingly, and he couldn’t just be satisfied with one meal and ignore the next meal. "Do you think you're full?"

Patting the monk's belly, Li Yunlong glared:

"Although the food supply in our army is somewhat tight, there is still no problem in ensuring that every soldier is well fed."

"Chef Luo."

Li Yunlong called out to the leader of the cooking platoon of the Independent Regiment.

"To!"

Chef Luo, wearing an apron, ran over and saluted Li Yunlong.

"Arrange the food for Wei Dayong. The white flour steamed buns will be enough for today."

Li Yunlong ordered.

Then, he said to the monk:

"Recover your strength as soon as possible. There will be a difficult task for you tomorrow. The whole group estimates that only you can handle this task."

"Yes."

The monk smiled.

Having been eating pig food in the Liao County prisoner-of-war camp for almost a year, the monk had long wanted to have a full meal. This time, with Li Yunlong's order, he naturally let go.

However, with the order from the group leader, the cooking platoon did not hesitate and freely provided supplies to the monks.

In this way, after one day and one night, Li Yunlong finally got a number that he was very satisfied with.

"Almost fifteen pounds of white flour?"

"Not bad!"

"This kid is a talent."

After a big fight with the Japanese, he escaped from the prisoner of war camp, and ran dozens of miles of mountain roads in the ice and snow. In addition, he exercised vigorously to restore his physical fitness. 24 hours a day and night, the monk ate nearly fifteen kilograms of white flour.

Fifteen catties.

Based on the current 1000 people in the independent group, Brother Lu would have to give him 225 tons of white flour in a month.

If you include that batch of prisoners of war, the total strength of the independent regiment is 500 people, which is 337 tons.

"Fortunately, I don't eat this much every day."

Chef Luo, the cook platoon leader, wiped the sweat from his forehead.

If the monk weighed only fifteen pounds every day, he would not be able to do any cooking.

Normally, I estimate that even Monk Wei would be full with at most three to five kilograms per day.In fact, for ordinary soldiers, one to two pounds of white flour a day is enough to keep them full.

"The regimental commander, the political commissar and the first battalion are back."

At this time, the regiment soldiers reported to Li Yunlong,
"okay."

Li Yunlong stood up immediately.

Zhao Gang is a college student and knows a lot. He plans to ask what kind of food can prevent birds from getting blinded.

then,

After waiting for the brigade commander to come over, we can submit the application form.

Zhao Gang sent this batch of weapons and ammunition to the brigade headquarters. The brigade commander would definitely suspect that he still had some in his possession and would come to him to congratulate him on his fortune. Then, he could take away the remaining batch of Czech-style and shell guns.

Empty your pockets, and then ask Brother Lu to apply for weapons, supplies and ammunition.

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Just when Zhao Gang returned to the Independent Regiment, the brigade commander also returned to the brigade headquarters from the headquarters.

"Brigadier, I have two pieces of good news."

The chief of staff sold it off:
"A good one, and a better one, which one do you want to hear?"

"Two good news?"

The brigade commander was stunned. He didn't expect his old partner to come with him, so he smiled and said:

"Listen first."

"Yesterday, Xu Hu sent people directly to deliver [-] rounds of imported shells, [-] rounds of seven-nine-point bullets, [-] shell guns, some spare parts, eight Czech guns, some spare parts and barrels .”

The chief of staff also said with a smile.

After hearing this, the brigade commander did not ask in surprise or doubt, but looked at his old partner with suspicion:
"Are you trying to amuse me?"

"Is Xu Hu really capable of this?"

The brigade commander naturally knew who Xu Huzhi was.

The veteran subordinates he brought out by himself would have been capable enough to serve as the head of the basic regiment if they had not been sent to the Liao County brigade.

Based on the situation of the Liao County brigade, the total strength is only 150 people, of which only one platoon has combat effectiveness. Even if it crashes into the Japanese military warehouse, it is impossible to seize such a batch of weapons and ammunition.

Nearly a hundred guns of various types and more than [-] rounds of ammunition.

"I'm going to lie to you and know how to make this up?"

"This is the warehouse registration, can you read it yourself?"

The brigade chief of staff handed the brigade commander a warehouse list and storage records.

"One hundred thousand rounds of ammunition, nearly a hundred guns!"

"Where did Xu Huzhi get such a huge windfall?"

With the list and records in hand, the brigade commander finally believed it.

But he doesn't understand.

He could barely understand that Ding Wei could get 15 rounds of ammunition. After all, Ding Wei had a new regiment in his hands, one of the most combat-effective units of the [-]th Brigade.

How could Xu Huzhi, a county brigade captain, get such a large number of weapons and ammunition?

"I don't know, he didn't say anything."

The brigade chief of staff spread his hands.

"These guys have a way to get rich, and they're all hiding it."

The brigade commander couldn't help laughing and scolding:

"These two guys, I guess, their weapons and ammunition come from the same place."

"Correct."

The brigade chief of staff nodded and said:

"I checked. Although Xu Huzhi's batch is not packaged in walnut wooden boxes, the moisture-proof oil paper bags are exactly the same as Ding Wei's batch. The bullet quality is carved from the same mold."

"It must be the same batch."

“The quality of the firearms is also extremely high.”

"interesting···"

The brigade commander touched his chin thoughtfully.

"How about some better news?"

The brigade commander suddenly remembered that there was better news.

What news is better than more than [-] rounds of ammunition and nearly a hundred guns?
(End of this chapter)