Sign in at the start of the Sword

Chapter 401, the ending...a new journey

"The Japanese army has withdrawn, and we have won!"

Orders galloped along the road, announcing the news of victory.

The sweep, which lasted 24 days, was declared a failure with the withdrawal of the Japanese troops.

The soldiers cheered loudly. They won the difficult defense battle, and of course they deserve to cheer for victory.

The common people living in the simple houses all stepped out to join the cheering ranks.They don't need to worry anymore, they don't need to hide anymore.

The victories achieved by the Eighth Route Army are worthy of their cheers.

Looking at the cheering cadres in the headquarters, Li Yunlong put his hands on his hips and said proudly:

"Neiji Okamura can't do either!"

"Let's give him a chance, but he's useless!"

The 24-day puppet army fought for days, but failed to take down the mountain.

The Japanese army suffered more than casualties, and the Zhongtiaoshan sub-military region suffered about casualties.

The battle loss ratio is more than one to three, which is already very impressive when the Japanese army also used aircraft and artillery in positional warfare.

Ding Wei nodded in agreement: "We fought a tough battle, although the casualties were not small, but it also hurt the Japanese army.

After guessing them, I don't have the guts to think about our arsenal anymore.This battle was so worth it! "

"Dare to come?"

Li Yunlong didn't hide it in front of his old comrades in arms, and said what was in his heart: "Next time, let's take the initiative and show that old boy Ningci in Gangcun a little bit of color."

He has already made up his mind, first expand a wave of troops.

Five infantry regiments are too few, and ten infantry regiments are needed no matter what.

In the process of troop expansion, spread out to fight guerrilla warfare in units of companies and platoons.

Eliminate the vital forces of the Japanese army, and exercise the combat effectiveness of the troops by the way.

It's been almost half a year.

With strong soldiers, strong horses and strong personnel, Li Yunlong said proudly: "At that time, let's try to fight Taiyuan!"

"Dare to attack Taiyuan with 2 people?"

Ding Wei was taken aback by Li Yunlong's rhetoric, and said in surprise: "You are really fat, I guess even the teacher would not dare to think that way."

The Japanese First Army stationed in Shanxi suffered heavy losses in the past two years under the attack of the Eighth Route Army, but at least there were 9 or people.

This is not made of mud!

Since Li Yunlong dared to speak, he naturally had something in his hand.

He took out a telegram he received last night and handed it to Ding Wei:

"Look, Yuan Lang sent me another large list of weapons. Just two rifle production lines can produce rifles a month.

Counting other light and heavy weapon rockets, at least 2 people can be armed.Is it too much to expand five infantry regiments? "

Ding Wei glanced at the weapon and ammunition configuration above, and now he knows Li Yunlong's confidence, which is really not much.

It is estimated that the half that was handed over to the headquarters was also taken away, otherwise five regiments could be expanded.

Turning over to see the back of the telegram, Ding Wei's eyes froze for a moment: "Oh, that's not right! Yuan Lang said he was leaving."

Li Yunlong didn't know many words, so when he got the telegram yesterday, he just looked at the list of weapons and didn't understand what was written behind it.

"Let's go, is he going back to the headquarters? Did the boss tell him to go?"

He thought it was because of the spy incident last time that the roads were blocked all the time and the delay was delayed.

"Old Li."

Ding Wei pointed to the words on the telegram and emphasized word by word: "He is leaving. He has gone abroad and will not be coming back in a short time. That batch of ammunition materials is the last batch before leaving."

At this moment, Li Yunlong realized the seriousness of the matter. This was actually a farewell telegram.

"Why is he leaving?"

"Even if you want to leave, you have to say it face to face. What's the point of sending a telegram?"

Li Yunlong frantically ran to the telecommunications room and asked the telegraph operator to send a message to Yuan Lang, and he wanted to ask clearly.

Soon, a telegram came back from the arsenal, and Advisor Yuan had left last night.

Ding Wei, who followed, saw Li Yunlong leaning against the wall in despair, and understood his mood.

Ding Wei patted him on the shoulder and said comfortingly: "Old Li, Yuan Lang went abroad for a trip, don't make a fuss, maybe he will come back next year.

Now the whole world is at war, and there is no quiet place.You said he didn't come back, where else could he go? "

Li Yunlong walked out of the telecommunications room and sighed heavily: "He wants to leave, so I have to set up a table for him to see him off at the bar. Leave a word and leave. This is what makes me angry."

Due to the inconvenience of transportation and communication, once we parted, we didn't know when we would see each other again.

Especially when the whole world is at war.

Fortunately, Yuan Lang's skills are extraordinary, so there is no need to worry too much.

Ding Wei reminded: "By the way, he left Monk Wei and asked you to take care of him for a while. There is also that Xu Ying, who said that there is no fate, but after all, we met once, and I entrust you to take care of him."

Li Yunlong secretly said in his heart: It seems that Yuan Lang is really going to leave, and the time is probably not short.

Otherwise, the inseparable Monk Wei would not have been taken away, and even entrusted to take care of him.

Li Yunlong immediately asked someone to arrange it.

"Monk Wei, he has good abilities and skills, so he was transferred to the second regiment as the reconnaissance company commander."

"The woman was arranged in the field hospital and told the dean to take more care of her."

……

Eighth Route Army Headquarters.

The left deputy chief of staff walked in with a telegram sent from the Zhongtiaoshan sub-military region. He didn't know whether to be happy or worried, and his face was extremely conflicted.

The boss looked up at him: "What's the matter, who sent the telegram?"

"It's Li Yunlong."

The left deputy chief of staff directly handed over the telegram: "Boss, I can't tell, just read it."

The first page of the telegram wrote about the retreat of the Japanese army, the victories of the military divisions, the results of the battle and the losses of one's own side.

The boss laughed a few times after watching it: "Li Yunlong is such a bastard, he really took a beating. Gangcun Ningci's army was blocked by him, and he set a new precedent."

Mr. Liu, who was writing with a pen in his hand, praised: "That is worth celebrating, and we must publicize it well. It will embarrass Gangcun Ningci, and let Chongqing take a look at it, so as to gain more advantages in public opinion. "

In the past, in the face of Japanese raids, the Eighth Route Army was poorly equipped with weapons and did not dare to confront the enemy head-on.

Can only be chased by the Japanese army like a rabbit, hiding in XZ.

When the Eighth Route Army withdrew into the mountains, the Japanese army's logistics could not keep up, and they were bored. If they withdrew their troops, the Eighth Route Army would have won.

Every time the Japanese army raided, it would cause great losses to the Eighth Route Army.

Therefore, every time they want to deal with the Eighth Route Army, they launch a big raid.

The Chongqing side kept accusing the Eighth Route Army of swimming and not fighting, and not fighting.

It was their Central Army who really fought against Japan, and they were the backbone of the Anti-Japanese War.

Well now, the best example is out.

It was also Zhongtiaoshan's counterattack.

The Japanese army fought against the Central Army, with one hundred thousand against 17. At the cost of losing more than 10 people, the Japanese army wiped out nearly people in the Central Army.

Now the Japanese army is fighting the Eighth Route Army, with 1 against , killing and wounding more than people from the Eighth Route Army at the cost of losing people.

Fighting against the Central Army is a big victory, and fighting the Eighth Route Army is a disastrous defeat.

You can tell at a glance which is better.

The left deputy chief of staff was so happy to see the boss, Mr. Liu and others smiling, he couldn't bear to let them turn the second page.

Be happier now, I'm afraid I won't be able to laugh for a while.

"Let me see what good news Li Yunlong brought."

As the boss spoke, he turned the telegram to the second page, and saw a detailed list of weapons and the last bad news.

The smile on his face froze instantly.

Master Liu also asked: "Is there any other good news?"

The boss silently handed him the telegram.

After reading it, Mr. Liu understood why the boss reacted so strongly.

Yuan Lang actually left?

It happened so suddenly, without warning.

Yuan Lang's influence on the Eighth Route Army was huge, and nearly 3 people were armed with weapons and equipment, which were much better than those of the Japanese army.

Li Yunlong fought so many big victories.In addition to his good command, the soldiers below are desperate enough, the important thing is the weapon is good!
In addition to the arsenal established by the machines provided by Yuan Lang, the production capacity in the next year can arm 8 to people to fight against the Japanese army.

To say that he is worthy of two divisions is an understatement, at least he is worthy of ten divisions.

Now that Yuan Lang left, the boss's heart was empty, and it took him a while to recover.

Master Liu asked: "Then how should we deal with this matter?"

The boss pondered for a moment: "Don't say anything to the outside world. If the news spreads, the Japanese army will definitely take action, which will be detrimental to Yuan Lang. It will be safer to let him go quietly."

The left deputy chief of staff said: "Understood, then I will go to issue the password now."

In the blink of an eye, it was .

The Japanese army launched several raids on the Eighth Route base area, but they dared not attack Zhongtiao Mountain.

When the Japanese army moved towards the Taiyue base area and launched the July mopping up.

With thirteen infantry regiments and two artillery regiments, Li Yunlong suddenly dispatched troops.

In the direction of Taiyuan, they attacked for miles in one breath, took down seven county towns, wiped out dozens of stronghold artillery towers, and wiped out Japanese puppet troops.

The newly appointed commander of the first army stationed in Shanxi was taken aback, and hurriedly stopped the sweep and returned to the division to defend.

The Japanese army almost lost Taiyuan, and they dared not underestimate Li Yunlong even more.

You can't get in if you hit it, and you can't leave it alone.

Gangcun Ningci personally ordered and directly mobilized two divisions to arrange fortifications around Zhongtiao Mountain and confront Li Yunlong's troops.

"Ugh."

Li Yunlong, who retreated to Zhongtiao Mountain, sighed and sighed: If Yuan Lang was there, he would definitely be able to help him quickly win seven counties, and taking Taiyuan would be a certainty.

It's not like it's not painful or itchy now, Japanese troops are restrained, and they are trapped on the top of the mountain.

…………

In the dense tropical jungle.

Yuan Lang held the Bobosha submachine gun in his arms, and in front of him were a dozen Japanese soldiers who were killed by him.

He looked at the officer of the national army who was walking towards him. He was of medium height, dressed in a brown colonel's uniform, and held a Czech light machine gun in his hand.

"Hey, what part are you in?"

"Head of the Sichuan Army, my name is Long Wenwen, who are you?"

Long Wenwen looked at Yuan Lang in casual clothes, but he couldn't tell Yuan Lang's identity from the clothes.

Just look at just now, holding a submachine gun of an unfamiliar style, and killing a dozen little devils neatly, they should be friendly troops.

Yuan Lang frowned: "Regimental Commander, you don't have a single soldier, what kind of regimental commander are you? You are pretending."

"Who is impersonating?"

Long Wenwen was in a hurry, and grabbed the collar badge on his collar: "Look at my rank, Colonel Commander. I'm here to receive the troops, and of course there is no one around. By the way, there was an orderly here just now."

"The person is dead." Yuan Lang pointed to the corpse not far away.

When he heard that the other party was called Long Wenwen, he actually remembered it.One big flicker, a set of clothes at the beginning, recruiting people depends on flickering.

However, to be honest, Long Wenwen's ability to lead troops to fight is very good.More than 90.00% officers of the Nine Kingdoms Army.

Being a regiment leader is a waste of talent, but he can also be a teacher!

Yuan Lang and Long Wenwen looked at each other for 30 seconds, their eyes were staring sorely, and he decisively patted each other on the shoulder:

"Okay, you will be my man from now on, come with me, I will guarantee you good food and drink, and I will find you a teacher Dangdang."

It was the first time that Long Wenwen saw someone who could boast better than him, and as soon as his domineering spirit dissipated after meeting him, he was about to be accepted as his younger brother.

Too exaggerated.

"Hey, who are you! You have to do it yourself to kill a dozen or so little devils. Why do you let me be the teacher?" Long Wenwen followed up and asked unconvinced.

Yuan Lang turned to look at him, and said seriously: "It's just because I can get guns and cannons.

Have you never heard that if you have guns and cannons, you are the grass head king?

I can get machine guns, cannons, and tanks. With tens of thousands of people armed, I can be the king of Burma.

It's not a piece of cake to make you a teacher. "

Last time, he lacked ability and experience, and the Eighth Route Army was able to do things, so he could just be a lighter consultant and give pointers.

This time, he will pull up his arms and do it himself.

After all, a person who keeps a diary all day is unreliable.

If he wanted to do the same thing as before, Yuan Lang dared to bet that the supplies he took out would definitely appear on the black market.

As for the money, it will definitely appear in the pockets of some corrupt elements in the upper echelons of the Central Army.

Looking at the burning and smoking warehouse not far away, Yuan Lang picked up his submachine gun and hit the roof with a stream of bullets:
"There are living people inside, get out and meet your chief."

The naked and broken soldiers in the British warehouse looked at each other in blank dismay.

"The little devil shouldn't speak our words, right?"

"Nonsense, you'll know if you open the door and look around." The big Milong pushed his companion away from the door and looked out through the hole in the door.

"Hey, there are two people, one is wearing our officer's uniform, it should be ours."

Leading a group of cowardly, quail-like rout soldiers out of the warehouse, Yuan Lang announced unceremoniously: "Now, you are all my soldiers, and that stinky guy is your regiment leader."

The lame Meng Fan turned his head to look at him: "Sir, who are you to give orders to us?"

Yuan Lang's bullets swept under his feet, scaring Meng Fanle so much that he jumped three feet high, his legs were so frightened.

"That's too much nonsense, don't play tricks with me. When I beat the little devil in North China, you don't know where to run for your life."

A gun landed at the beginning.

Even flickering and intimidation, Yuan Lang had half a platoon of people and embarked on a new journey.

【End of this book】

(End of this chapter)