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Chapter 303, food and water

Under the warm winter sun, people are training.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

More than 300 new recruits lined up in a square formation, holding wooden guns in their hands, and earnestly engaged in stabbing training.

Zhang Dabiao was promoted, became the chief of staff, and continued to serve as a battalion commander.

He accompanied Li Yunlong to watch the training of recruits, and introduced: "The name of our regiment has been given out, and many people volunteered to join the army.

The physical fitness of this group of recruits is very good, and they learn quickly. After a month of training, they can almost form combat effectiveness when added to the army. "

The New Second Regiment has achieved dazzling success, but people always die in wars, and they have to pay a price.

More than 300 recruits, and counting the soldiers who returned after being wounded, were just enough to replenish the four infantry battalions.

Li Yunlong was a little dissatisfied after hearing this: "Why are there only 300 people, didn't I ask you to recruit people?"

Zhang Dabiao was also very helpless when he did it: "Leader, people can definitely be recruited, but our regiment doesn't have so much food.

If the newly formed two battalions do not draw veterans who are the main force to win, they will not be able to form combat effectiveness for a while.Why bother? "

After the Southern Anhui Incident, Li Yunlong felt more and more the importance of his own strength. After applying to his superiors, he planned to expand into six infantry battalions, and the whole regiment expanded to about 400 people.

When the number of people doubles by a small amount, there will be more problems.

The food reserves are not enough, and the food production in the base area itself is not much. The food in the people's homes is just enough to make ends meet, and it is impossible to sell it.

The outside world was blocked by the Japanese army again. Not to mention that the Eighth Route Army had no money, even if they had money now, they could not buy food.

Compared with this, getting weapons and equipment is a small problem. After fighting a few battles, we have everything.

"You go to work first."

Li Yunlong left Zhang Dabiao and walked back, thinking of ways as he walked.

There must be a lot of food in the little devil's stronghold, but according to previous experience, one or two is definitely not enough, at least four to five strongholds are needed.

It's better to pick a county to fight.

The troops had just been repaired, and everyone was tired. It was obviously inappropriate to start a big battle for food at this time.

Looking for a superior?
The telegram sent by the brigade commander to him was: The establishment is given to you. I don't care about the personnel and firearms.

As long as your regiment is pulled out, I can win the battle.

Look, it was clear that he didn't want to pull out a single hair. Li Yunlong wondered why the brigade commander was pickier than him.

In terms of generosity, Yuan Lang is still generous.

There are one hundred submachine guns and 30 rounds of ammunition. If a company is fully armed, it would be like killing devils and chopping melons and vegetables.

It's just that Yuan Lang went down the mountain again, and he didn't know if he came back.

It took a few steps to reach the gate of the courtyard.

"Captain."

Zhang Junrong, who was about to go out, was asked.

"You said Consultant Yuan, he just came back and is in the back room."

Li Yunlong went in and took a look, and he was indeed drinking, or Fenjiu.He inexplicably felt that the food problem could be solved.

Is it easier to borrow money from someone who drinks Moutai than from someone who drinks Erguotou? !
Li Yunlong didn't know what politeness was at all, so he started drinking on his own way, and he not only ate and drank, but also took: "Our group is going to expand, 1000 people can eat half a year's worth of food, can this be solved?"

Yuan Lang picked up the bowl and took a sip. He was so shocked that he thought he was here to grab the wine again.

It is not a problem for him to feed 1000 people for half a year.

After the whole battle, Yuan Lang had already made a fortune, and it was enough to exchange for a year's worth of canned food.

But that's obviously not high enough, and the correct way to use it is to exchange for more weapons and equipment that the Eighth Route Army cannot easily obtain.

The other is to spend money to buy it.

He just came back from Yangquan, and with the money he can mobilize, he can buy dozens of carts of grain, and then use some connections to send it out of the city, which can also be resolved.

But if the matter is solved too easily, Li Yunlong will not cherish it.

Yuan Lang pondered for a while and said, "Lao Li, here we go. Let's fight, you win me, and I lose you two thousand catties of grain. I win you, you drink a bowl of... water."

Li Yunlong had a calculation in his mind: a soldier would eat one and a half catties of grain a day, including oil, salt, meat and vegetables, it would be two catties of grain.

One win, two thousand catties of grain, is enough for a thousand soldiers to eat for a day.

180 days in half a year, you have to win 180 times.

If he wins and loses half, he must drink to death, Li Yunlong said with a straight face: "No, one time catties."

Yuan Lang gestured: "Four thousand catties."

Li Yunlong: "Eight thousand catties."

"It's only six thousand catties, whether you want it or not."

Yuan Lang was also annoyed, and said bluntly: "Ask around, a bowl of water can be exchanged for six thousand catties of grain, even in the desert it's not that expensive.

This means that when you Lao Li opened his mouth, if it was someone else, he would be dreaming of a hundred catties. "

To put it bluntly, in times of famine, twenty catties of millet can be exchanged for a maid.

The bet of six thousand catties of grain is a bowl of water, and Li Yunlong's face is big enough.

Li Yunlong wasn't frightened, so he didn't follow Yuan Lang's trick: "That's not okay, you have to drink if you lose, not too much, just one sip."

Yuan Lang stared straight at him and shouted: "Monk, monk."

"Looking for me! The leader is here too." Monk Wei quickly appeared at the door, the oil on his lips hadn't been wiped off, he must be stealing meat.

"Go, take twenty empty bowls and fill them all with water. I want to get drunk with the head of the group."

After pouring water and getting drunk, the monk was stunned to understand. He had never heard that water can make people drunk.

I still did it in a hurry.

"Si Xi Cai!"

"666 Ah!"

Yuan Lang: "Drink!"

Li Yunlong picked up a bowl and did it. Water is nothing, it's not white wine.

"Seven cleverness!"

"Full House!"

"drink!"

After drinking three bowls and four bowls, Li Yunlong didn't feel anything. Seeing Yuan Lang finish drinking a bowl of wine, his face was completely red, and he was quite happy in his heart.

He is very clear about Yuan Lang's drinking capacity, if he drinks two more bowls, he will definitely feel dizzy.At that time, if you punch again, you will definitely lose with each stroke.

The wine was drunk quickly and it was easy to get drunk, Yuan Lang moved his position and leaned his back against the wall.

Li Yunlong laughed at him for being a light drinker, and he laughed at Li Yunlong for being uneducated.For water, one or two bowls is enough to quench your thirst, but three or four bowls is not a big problem.

But if you pour it down continuously, it will be worse than drinking too much wine.

Soon, half a bottle of wine was down, Yuan Lang was already drunk and blurred, and his reaction was more than a little slower.

Li Yunlong poured more than a dozen bowls of water, but he also found that something was wrong. His stomach was very distended. When he saw the water bowl in front of him, he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

He couldn't drink anymore, but he also didn't want to admit that he lost: "Look at you drunk, if you drink any more, you'll be crazy about drinking. Let's stop here for today, and drink again tomorrow."

"Remember, you have lost to me eighteen times, and you already have more than catties of grain."

Although Yuan Lang was already fainted, he was not drunk yet. He never got drunk after drinking.

"Lao Li, don't go!"

Monk Wei came in from the outside, "Why did the leader leave?"

Yuan Lang's face was filled with a smug smile: "Hey, hold back your urine!"

In the next two days, Li Yunlong drank two more stomachs of water, and finally solved the food problem.

The 36 catties of grain has completely exceeded previous expectations.

1000 people, no, now we need to recruit 200 people.

Li Yunlong's goal is that the number of the whole regiment should reach half of the Japanese army's regiment, and its combat capability should be comparable to that of an entire regiment.

It didn't mean that Cangyun Ridge made a surprise attack, but fought head-on one-on-one, completely relying on hard power to defeat the enemy.

After Zhao Gang learned about it, he felt that Li Yunlong was a little lost, and was dazzled by the honor of the hero group.

He patiently persuaded: "Old Li, you can't become a big fat man with one bite. The blind expansion of the army, without the leadership of enough veterans, is just an airs that can't be played.

Last year's troop expansion was too fast, didn't it just teach us a lesson.I think it's better to slow down and expand to 500 people first.How about it? "

Last year, the Eighth Route Army's troops expanded too fast, and the scale was established, but the combat effectiveness declined sharply.

Some main forces have been greatly affected.

It's not that Li Yunlong doesn't know, but he thinks that he will be an exception.

First of all, the new second regiment will not be restricted by weapons and ammunition, which is the biggest difference between them and other troops.

Secondly, the combat effectiveness of the troops is also easy to solve. If veterans are recruited to form new troops, the combat effectiveness will be affected in a short time.

But as long as they fight a few battles and undergo the baptism of blood and fire, recruits can become veterans. Are you afraid that you will not be able to fight?
Everyone comes from this stage.

Just like the Fourth Battalion, don't look at the New Second Regiment as having the lowest combat effectiveness, but the other regiments are the first-class main force.

Jade cannot be crafted without being cut, and soldiers are useless if they do not go to the battlefield to withstand the tempering of blood and fire.

"Old Zhao, I can bet you that within half a year, the combat effectiveness of the recruits will reach the level of the second and third battalions."

Li Yunlong is full of confidence.

You can say that he is uneducated, but it is absolutely undeniable that he has military sensitivity.

"Then what if there is a big war in the past six months?" Zhao Gang asked.

The little devils may not give them a chance to breathe, especially in the situation where the Guo party is anti-communist, the little devils will have trouble if they don't make trouble.

"report!"

"Come in."

A tall and thin soldier walked in. The most eye-catching thing was that his left sleeve was empty.

Li Yunlong remembered him, Yang Zhongpeng, the leader of the Special Forces, who was hit by two bullets in the left arm the night he attacked the Japanese artillery.

After carrying it back, he almost died due to excessive blood loss. He was rescued after transfusion of a large amount of blood, but he lost his left arm forever.

"feelling better?"

"It's all right, team leader, I request to return to the team." Yang Zhongpeng said angrily.

Li Yunlong bowed his head slightly, he likes this kind of soldier, like a wolf that never gets tired, very energetic.

"Then return to the team. The recruit battalion lacks a large number of instructors. You go to be the commander of the recruit company and teach those recruits how to kill the enemy."

Yang Zhongpeng was only the leader of a group of special forces before, which is equivalent to the position of a squad leader.But considering the special nature of the special operations team, it is not an exaggeration to be a platoon leader.

As the commander of the recruit company, he has been promoted to a higher level, and he does not need to fight on the front line at ordinary times, which is equivalent to the second line.

Yang Zhongpeng's feet seemed to have taken root, and he didn't move: "Captain, I request to return to the Special Forces, even if I can be an ordinary team member again."

Li Yunlong took a deep look at him, "I know you are very reluctant, but the special operations team is carrying out the most dangerous battles, can you still keep up?"

"I can!"

Yang Zhongpeng's eyes are full of firmness, his greatest belief is to kill devils.

The Special Operations Team is the sharpest dagger of the New Second Regiment and kills the most devils.

Li Yunlong said to the guard: "Give him the gun."

The guard threw Bobosha to Yang Zhongpeng.

"Put the gun up!"

The weight of four kilograms is nothing to a soldier with guns in both arms.

But when Yang Zhongpeng raised the gun with one hand, the weight was heavy, and his hand was shaking.

A pack of bullets slapped on the table.

"Put the bullet on."

For a skilled fighter, it takes less than 20 seconds to fill a full magazine and pull the trigger to aim at the enemy.

But for Yang Zhongpeng, who has only one hand left, it becomes a difficult task.

He disassembled the bullet and stuffed the bullet into the magazine forcefully.But it is obviously impossible to press the magazine with one hand and then load the bullet.

Yang Zhongpeng raised his leg to hold down the clip, and pressed the bullet in with difficulty.Unskilled operation, the extrusion of bullets and clips, soon, his hands were already covered in blood.

It took twice as long as normal, and the blood-soaked magazine was full.

Li Yunlong saw his own shadow on him.What a bloody man.

He finally asked: "You think about it clearly, you are at most a platoon leader in the frontline troops."

Yang Zhongpeng's eyes are firm: "I am willing to stay in the frontline army."

"Go to the first battalion to report! When you can reach the level of a special operations member with one hand, go to the special operations team."

Li Yunlong watched him leave, thinking of Lao He from the th Regiment.

During the Long March, Lao He's right arm was blown up by a bomb and turned into a meaty paste. His bones were all broken, leaving only a little skin attached to his shoulder.

Due to the seriousness of the injury, the arm had to be amputated to save his life.

Conditions were difficult at that time. Without medical equipment and anesthetics, the doctor could only amputate his right arm with a wood saw.

The doctor's hands were shaking, and he didn't dare to use force.

Lao He, who was sweating profusely and pale, encouraged the doctor and said, "I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of? Come on!"

The operation lasted more than two hours, and without anesthesia, doctors could only put a towel in his mouth.

After the operation, the towel was bitten to pieces by him.

The loss of his right hand didn't seem to affect Lao He, so he trained his left hand to hold a knife and a gun.

At the beginning of the Anti-Japanese War, he led the 500th Regiment to ambush the Japanese army at Yanmen Pass, killing more than soldiers, and severely dealt a blow to the enemy's arrogance.

Yang Zhongpeng also has the shadow of Lao He.

Li Yunlong looked at Zhao Gang after recalling: "By the way, what did you just say?"

Zhao Gang has already got the answer. Yang Zhongpeng will not be an exception. With such a group of veterans in the New Second Regiment, no matter what difficulties they face, they will have a solution.

He almost forgot: "Yuan Lang got 36 catties of grain from Yangquan and promised to send it to Zhaojia Village. You have to send someone to pick it up."

"It's so fast, let the second and third battalion pick it up, and be careful on the way." Li Yunlong rubbed his stomach, and the water in his stomach was finally not in vain.

Yuan Lang's heart was so dark that he felt sick to his stomach when he saw the water.

PS: I finished writing early today, so I will update it earlier.I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

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