On the threshing floor, the villagers looked at the troops standing neatly and solemnly, the high-spirited Eighth Route Army soldiers, and the machine guns and mortars neatly placed in front of the troops.
I couldn't help but feel a lot of confidence in my heart, and everyone was talking about it. This is the team that fights the Japanese.
Seeing that many people had gathered, Li Yunlong opened his gong and roared, "Fellows, my name is Li Yunlong!"
Suddenly, the crowd became noisy, and a young man raised his voice excitedly and raised his head, "Sir, is this Captain Li Yunlong who killed old Japanese Sakata?!"
Li Yunlong raised his chin, "Yes, I am the real Li Yunlong!"
"At the request of the commander, our Eighth Route Army is here today to recruit troops to fight the Japanese."
"In order to live a good life in the future, we must send all the little devils who deserve to be killed to see the King of Hell. I, Li Yunlong, have put my words here. Anyone who wants to beat the little devils has a strong bone. I, Li Yunlong, welcome him to join the team! "
Li Yunlong waved and clenched his big hands, "We won't play with those nonsense. The ugly talk is ahead. If you want to just make a living, don't join in the fun!"
"Commander Li, if we join the Eighth Route Army, can we get guns?" A dark and thin young man looked at the machine guns on the ground with eager eyes.
He escaped from another village. Last year, a wave of Japs and puppet soldiers came to their village. His family was killed, and he was the only one who escaped alone.
Originally, he went to join the Jinsui Army, but unfortunately they thought he was too thin and didn't want him at all.
Since the Eighth Route Army gave them guns when they fought against the Japanese, especially if they followed the famous Li Yunlong to fight against the Japanese, what else could they be unhappy about?
Li Yunlong looked up and down, "Brother, what do you call me? Your body is not up to standard!"
"My name is Zhao Fuquan. Sir, don't look at me because I'm thin, but I am the fastest runner in the village and the most agile in climbing trees!" Zhao Fuquan's dark little face flushed and he stared at Li Yunlong without showing any signs of weakness.
"Okay, count you in! Go and report to the platoon leader!" Li Yunlong didn't discriminate against him at all. These days, everyone has enough to eat, and big men are the minority.
As long as he is properly trained and has this guy's energy, he will be a good soldier!
Seeing Zhao Fuquan happily reporting in, Li Yunlong nodded with satisfaction and turned to look at the fellow villagers, "Those who want to sign up to join the army should go over there later, otherwise there will be no store like this after passing this village!"
Li Yunlong pointed at Liu Bo, who was taking out a small notebook to record information.
Seeing that Zhao Fuquan had chosen to join the Eighth Route Army, several young men who were usually close to him rushed to Liu Bo's side.
Several more villagers came over to sign up to join the army with the support of their families.
Of course, Li Yunlong and the others also had rules for recruiting people. Of course, those who were the only child in the family and had both parents, old and young, were not allowed.
In the end, Li Yunlong recruited five people in Heiling Village who met the conditions, including Zhao Fuquan.
For a village with a total population of just over 200 people, being able to recruit five people is not a small number.
Split up the five people and arrange them in each class. The veteran is responsible for taking them to understand the basic rules and various precautions of the team. First, they need to know what some basic passwords mean and what to do!
All that's left is to teach by words and deeds, and learn as you go.
After the recruitment was completed, Li Yunlong declined the kindness of the villagers and continued to set off with the team.
On the way to the logistics headquarters, Li Yunlong walked into the village and raised a banner to recruit people.
Thanks to the Eighth Route Army's vast mass base here, the recruitment work went very smoothly. There were as many as seventeen or eight people in the villages along the way, and as few as two or three people.
In addition, news of Li Yunlong's recruitment gradually spread around the area. After hearing about the militia organizations such as district squads and county brigades that had originally assisted the New Regiment in fighting, many people came together.
By the time they arrived near Wujiamiao, the logistics headquarters, Li Yunlong's company had recruited more than ninety recruits, half of whom were militiamen with a certain foundation.
It was already dark now. After greeting the brother troops on guard outside the logistics headquarters and receiving permission, more than half of the battalion was stationed in a cave dwelling.
Li Yunlong came to the logistics headquarters alone and found the logistics director.
"Haha, Lao Zhang, we Lao Li miss you so much!"
When Logistics Minister Zhang Wanhe heard this ear-piercing broken voice, he gritted his teeth and turned around to look, and his old face suddenly wrinkled. Isn't it the annoying Li Yunlong? !
Pretending not to notice, Zhang Wanhe turned around and left without hesitation, "That so-and-so, what about you? Hurry up and put all your things in the warehouse, or else they will be picked up by rats who don't know where they come from!"
Li Yunlong took a look and ran over quickly, shouting, "Lao Zhang, hey, Lao Zhang! Don't ignore people!"
Zhang Wanhe knew he couldn't leave, so he turned around as if he had just discovered Li Yunlong, "Hey? Isn't this Captain Li?"
Li Yunlong didn't show off, and kept smiling, "Hey, hey, hey... we are no longer the group leader, do you, Mr. Zhang, still know?! Don't make fun of me!"
Zhang Wan and Yile began to pretend to be confused, "Aren't you going to the Taiyue Military Division to develop the team? Why are you here?"
Li Yunlong played the emotional card, "Hey hey hey, aren't we here to ask Minister Zhang and fellow Zhang for help?"
Zhang Wanhe had to listen to what Li Yunlong said, "What are you busy with?"
Li Yunlong was also unambiguous and said loudly, "We don't want anything else this time. How about I get 500 sets of new military uniforms from the clothing factory! And spare me 3,000 kilograms of rations!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Wanhe's eyes widened and he looked at Li Yunlong's big face, "Okay, are you really open to talking?!"
"No! Not a single piece of military uniform or a pound of food!" Zhang Wanhe refused simply and turned around to leave.
Li Yunlong grabbed Zhang Wanhe and said, "Don't go, Old Zhang. Fortunately, you are from Dabie Mountain. I think you are even more picky than Mr. Yan!"
"Besides, you don't give it to anyone. Are you using these things as gold ingots? Do you expect them to give birth to babies?!"
After saying that, Li Yunlong sat down on the stone grinder next to him, openly acting like a rogue, "If you don't give me anything today, I won't leave, and you still have to take care of food and housing!"
Zhang Wanhe pointed at him angrily, "Hey? Li Yunlong, are you still a soldier? I think you look like a bandit!"
"If everyone is just like you, how can I, the Logistics Minister, still do my job?!"
Zhang Wanhe sat next to Li Yunlong and shook his head in a funny way, "Well, I can't do anything with you, and it won't be easy for you to develop a team on your own. Let's do this. I'll give you three hundred sets of military uniforms and two thousand kilograms of rations!"
Seeing that Li Yunlong was about to laugh, Zhang Wanhe raised his hand to interrupt him, "Hey, I don't give it for free, we also have conditions, you have to give me something in exchange!"
Li Yunlong was secretly happy in his heart. It was as expected, but he still wanted to see what the fellow's conditions were first. Maybe you can save these equipment and use them to exchange people with your brother troops!
