My client Li Yunlong

Chapter 39 Gunner Xu Ping!

"How many people left the teaching camp?"

After the speech, Li Yunlong immediately left the training camp.

At noon that day, Shen Quan came to the regiment headquarters, and Li Yunlong asked Shen Quan.

"There are five."

Chen Quan answered.

"Only five?"

"Haha, not bad, it seems that there are quite a few talented men in the Central Army!"

Only five people left, far lower than the number Li Yunlong expected.

He has not yet shown off the newly arrived weapons and equipment, and has only equipped the teaching camp with some wooden guns. Even so, only five soldiers took out the weapons. Commander Li was very satisfied.

"How's morale?"

Li Yunlong continued to ask.

"not bad."

Chen Quan answered, and then he continued:

"But Commander, the non-combat attrition of the training camp is very high."

"Of the 496 soldiers, 117 are temporarily unable to participate in training."

"In addition to 52 people who were injured in the prisoner of war camp and have not yet recovered, there are also a dozen who were blindfolded and frostbitten. On the way back, more than 30 people were injured."

"fine."

Li Yunlong had already anticipated this:
"The food they ate in the prison camp was worse than pigs, and their health was naturally poor. Now they eat well and drink well, and they can be raised for a while."

If you don’t have enough to eat and don’t have warm clothes, it’s strange that you can be healthy!
Due to poor health and weak constitution, the journey from the Liao County prisoner-of-war camp to Yangcun was more than 60 kilometers long. Walking back on two feet, there were bound to be many falls and injuries.

"The training camp will not conduct high-intensity training for the time being, allowing them to recover physically for a period of time, and the main focus will be on ideological education."

Li Yunlong warned.

Those who come out of the prisoner-of-war camps are all veterans, and their combat quality can be said to be higher than the average level of the independent regiment. As long as they undergo a period of recovery training and strengthen political and ideological education, they will be a good Eighth Route Army soldier.

"Yes."

Shen Quan nodded.

"and many more."

Just as Shen Quan was about to leave, Li Yunlong thought of supporting the Liao County brigade's combat mission, so he stopped Shen Quan and said:
"You pick out all the healthy ones in the training camp and give them to Zhang Dabiao."

The county brigade of Liao County wanted to ambush the Japs transport team. In total, there were about twenty Japs, less than half of the team. Obviously, the Japs set an ambush against the county brigade.

Li Yunlong planned to send 150 people to participate in the battle.

Fifty of them are the combat backbone selected by the Second Battalion. With the current level of weapons and equipment of the independent regiment, these fifty combat backbones are enough to annihilate more than 50 Japanese.

The remaining 100 people are new recruits, allowing them to see the world and gain combat experience.

Li Yunlong thought for a while and decided to let the training camp also send some soldiers to participate in the battle. Firstly, it would let him know the combat level of these captured Central Army soldiers. Secondly, it would also let these recruits know the level of weapons and equipment of the independent regiment.

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Brigade.

The brigade commander also returned from headquarters.

Also returning with them were several grassroots officer cadre training teams sent by the headquarters. They also brought military teaching materials organized by the headquarters to compile military textbooks based on foreign military books and the Eighth Route Army's own experience.

"pity."

After hearing the brigade commander’s thoughts, the brigade chief of staff felt a little regretful:
"Although weapons and ammunition are getting better now, food is still a big problem."

The Eighth Route Army was short of everything, but the two most serious shortages were only two types of supplies.

Weapons and equipment, food.

Others can survive, but these two are really helpless.

To fight the Japanese, you must have guns and ammunition. You cannot really fight with all the Japanese with bayonets.

Although the little Japs brainwashed by Bushido are stunned, they are not stupid. Without firepower to suppress and cover the rapid approach of the troops, the Japs will lay down machine gun bullets instead of playing a one-on-one bayonet duel with the Eighth Route Army?

You still have to have food.

Not to mention eating every meal, at least the soldiers must have the strength to fight the Japanese. If they don't have the physical strength, what can they do to fight the Japanese with bayonets?

However, these two are severely lacking in base areas.

Not to mention weapons and ammunition, Shuiyaozi Arsenal can only produce reloaded ammunition so far, with poor quality and low output. The only hand grenade made in the border area that is available is complained about by Li Yunlong every day for its poor quality.

Although the grain can be produced by oneself, the base area belongs to the agricultural economy with low productivity level. It is also located in the mountainous area of ​​​​Jindi, with barren land and scarce water resources. The grain output is among the lowest in the country. The people themselves are not enough to eat. What can be supplied to the troops? It's really limited.

Training officer cadres will not only cause a short-term decrease in the combat effectiveness of the troops, but also consume a lot of food and supplies.

There are hundreds of people in the training class, and the security escort of grassroots officers between various base areas requires a lot of supplies.

"Let's do some small-scale training first."

The brigade commander shook his head.

There are more than 150 million rounds of ammunition and more than 300 Czech guns. Even if 50 rounds of ammunition are given to the headquarters, within a year, the [-]th Brigade still does not need to worry about weapons and ammunition.

And judging from Li Yunlong's tone and attitude, it is estimated that the number of subsequent weapons and ammunition can meet the needs of the entire 129th Division.

But food...

The current food supply situation in the base area is like a string that is stretched to its limit and can no longer withstand any pressure.

"By the way, didn't Li Yunlong give me a pack of imported white noodles?"

The brigade commander patted his head and remembered the imported white noodles given to him by Commander Li:

"I'm going to ask Li Yunlong to see if this guy can get some food."

"Is that guy Xu Ping back?"

the brigade commander asked the chief of staff.

Xu Ping, 22 years old, once went to university in Spain and had a very high level of education. Unfortunately, something happened during the period and he had no choice but to drop out of university after only one year.

After the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, he resolutely returned to the base area to fight the Japanese. Now he is the commander of the second artillery company of the artillery battalion at the brigade headquarters and one of the best gunners in the entire brigade.

This guy once served as an artilleryman in a foreign army and even participated in many actual battles. He is not only good at mortars, but also cannons, and his technical level is quite good.

However, there are really not many artillery shells in the army, and their artillery skills are not fully utilized.

"arrive!"

said the brigade chief of staff.

During the breakout in early February, Xu Ping was injured and went to the headquarters hospital to recuperate.

"Let this kid prepare to go to the independent group!"

The brigade commander gritted his teeth. "Let Xu Ping join the independent group?"

The brigade chief of staff was a little surprised.

This guy Xu Ping is an all-round talent!
The boss once wanted to kill someone, but the brigade commander insisted on not letting him go.

"I'm reluctant to let the child catch the wolf!"

The brigade commander gritted his teeth hard.

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After arranging the troops to support the county brigade, Li Yunlong returned to the regiment headquarters and took out the application form again, preparing to figure out what weapons, ammunition and supplies he needed to apply for this time to ambush the Japanese and strengthen the cooperation with the second-class squadron.

After completing this cooperation transaction, you can exchange for submachine guns and medicines that the troops are in urgent need of.

But before he started writing, the phone rang.

"Li Yunlong."

Picking up the phone, the brigade commander's voice came from the other side.

"Hello Brigadier."

Li Yunlong subconsciously stood at attention and saluted.

"Five company commanders and fifteen platoon commanders have arrived. Where are your supplies?"

The brigade commander got straight to the point.

"Hehehe, the supplies have been prepared a long time ago, just waiting for your transport team."

Li Yunlong said with a smile.

"No door-to-door delivery this time?"

The brigade commander thought about it, thinking of Li Yunlong's look last time, and immediately said:
"Labour and management will pick up the goods themselves, but you have to pay for the freight."

"no problem."

Li Yunlong's tone was calm, and he didn't feel like he was being taken advantage of.

According to the price set by him and the brigade commander, there were five company commanders and fifteen platoon commanders. He needed to give the brigade commander a price equivalent to 360 Czech guns. He had already given [-] guns, and was still short of [-] guns.

According to the exchange price of Czech weapons and other weapons and ammunition, he now has more than 3000 Czech weapons in his hand.

Only one-eighth of the belongings.

Pay a little extra for shipping.

"Five Czechs, fifteen thousand rounds of seventy-nine bullets."

Even if it was the freight, the brigade commander was very generous. However, when the price was quoted, the brigade commander blushed for a while, and he felt a little embarrassed.

"no problem."

Li Yunlong's tone remained calm and calm.

It's like it's not a big deal at all.

This little weapon and ammunition is really nothing.

Although a month ago, these weapons and ammunition could be exchanged for five company commanders, plus fifteen platoon commanders.

Not to mention the half-year cooperation to completely annihilate the Shandao Wing Headquarters and the cooperation to ambush the Japanese second-class squadron nine days later, he was able to obtain the equivalent of a thousand Czech-style weapons and ammunition.

He still had to worry about how to get all these weapons and ammunition out.

There was suddenly an eerie silence on the phone.

During this period, there were only a few occasional coughs from the brigade commander and the cough from the chief of staff. After a long time, the brigade commander spoke:
"Okay, I'll line up the transport team and set off immediately."

Then the brigade commander changed his tone and asked:

"Do you have food over there?"

"food?!"

The corners of Li Yunlong's mouth curled up slightly, and he was obviously very upset, but his tone remained calm:
"I just asked a friend to get some."

The brigade commander felt happy, but thinking about the embarrassment just now, he coughed deliberately and thought about it.

The small-scale peasant economy is located in a barren base area, coupled with the blockade and destruction of the Japanese. Basically, it takes a hundred ordinary people to support a retired soldier. The key lies in the food problem.

In previous meetings at the headquarters, the food problem was defined as a more serious problem than weapons and ammunition.

Because the amount of food is directly related to the economic level and price situation of the base area, it is also directly related to the manpower and material resources that the troops can mobilize in the base area, and the overall morale of the base area.

In base areas with a strong mass base, the common people are enthusiastic about the Eighth Route Army, but no matter how strong the mass base is, it cannot stop objective laws. The common people have to eat, and the common people have to do farm work all day long to make a living.

People take food as their heaven!
It may be okay to organize people to help once or twice, but if you do more, you have to pay a certain price, preferably food, otherwise the mass base will be seriously depleted.

After falling out with preserved fruits, the border tickets issued by the base also need to be anchored by food.

The enemy's successive raids destroyed the base area, and the victims displaced by the war all needed food.

It can be said that the demand for food in the base area is almost unlimited.

Thousands of tons, tens of thousands of tons, hundreds of thousands of tons are not enough to fill this hole.

"Xu Ping, do you want it?"

The brigade commander showed his move first.

"Xu Ping?"

Li Yunlong's breathing suddenly became heavier.

Of course he knows Xu Ping!
A top student who returned from Spain has served in foreign armies, knows three foreign languages, is proficient in machine guns, mortars, barrel guns, and automobiles. He is simply an all-round talent.

He currently serves as the second company commander in the brigade artillery battalion and is also responsible for the artillery training instructor of the brigade artillery battalion.

The boss wanted to pass, but the brigade commander refused to let him go.

Is this intended for him?

Does your kid lose his temper sometimes? ···On the other side of the phone, the brigade commander finally showed a proud smile.

"want!"

Li Yunlong gritted his teeth.

With Xu Ping, he can start organizing artillery training. It won't take long before he might be able to create an artillery battalion.

"As you know, Xu Ping is an all-round talent."

This time the brigade commander was cruel and completely shameless:
"Five hundred tons of grain, Xu Ping will be yours."

puff··

At the brigade headquarters, the brigade chief of staff spat out a mouthful of water.

Although the asking price was high, the money was paid back, but for five hundred tons of grain, this lion might have dislocated his jaw when he opened his mouth.

(End of this chapter)