Political Commissar Ding twirled the teapot: "The superiors asked all ministries to streamline their teams and improve their combat effectiveness. In principle, there should be no more than two people per gun."
The more Commander Lu thought about it, the more annoyed he became. He sat down at the table, picked up Ding De's teapot and drank it all: "The first battalion has few recruits, and the second battalion has more guns when it comes out, so there is no problem, but The third battalion needs to lose at least two companies, and we still haven’t found out the strength of your favorite general’s ninth battalion.”
Political Commissar Ding picked up the kettle and filled the cup with water: "You are the leader, why are you asking me?"
Captain Lu was unwilling: "The county government requested that the Soil and Water Conservation Corps be integrated into the County Armed Forces Department. We couldn't refuse. After all, the Soil and Water Conservation Corps itself is not an independent team."
The political commissar sat down and looked at Commander Lu: "The Qiufeng Guerrilla Brigade is also mixed with the Ninth Battalion. What are you going to do with it?"
"Hey, when our independent regiment was reduced to three companies, no one looked down on us, even if my uncle didn't love me, and my grandma didn't love us, we could only sit in the last row when we went to the division's general meeting. This time, as soon as we started to get better, someone came up with the idea. On to us."
"Then I wish you could sit in the front row in future meetings." Political Commissar Ding knew what Commander Lu was complaining about: "Yang Deshi has become the county magistrate, and we can't say anything if he wants the Soil and Water Conservation Corps. It's best to let the Ninth Battalion himself solve."
"Yang Deshi is a member of the Independent Group. He is a married woman who is willing to go out. But it's a shame he can reach out to his mother's family."
"We are all gay, but you don't want to say that. Do you feel uncomfortable seeing that they are at the same level as you now?"
"Haha. Can other local armed forces compare with mine?" At this point, Commander Lu added: "According to the requirements of our superiors, our independent regiment has been able to take off the label of C-type regiment and directly apply for A-type regiment."
"It's not enough to just rely on people to make up the numbers. The equipment must be in line with the superiors' consideration."
"It doesn't matter if the county government wants someone. The composition of the Soil and Water Conservation Corps is complex, and the ideological work of Jiuying itself cannot be put on the stage. They made such a big noise in the joint area between the enemy and ourselves. If it weren't for the Soil and Water Conservation Corps, they would have faced Japanese raids at any time. Keeping time in your hands is not necessarily a good thing.”
"Are you really willing to give up like that?"
"The independent group now has close to 3,000 people. Can you take a longer-term view?"
"How do you say this?"
"Our superiors have asked us to send the Second Battalion to meet the friendly staff. Can't you see that?"
"Hundreds of thousands of friendly troops can't hold on, and we have little arms and legs." Commander Lu stopped immediately when he said this, and quickly flipped through the map: "The Second and Ninth Battalions are together again. They all came back from the south. It's interesting. "
"Our independent regiment did not have the information to catch up with the last battalion-level cadre rotation training. This time, the matter of company and platoon-level commanders attending the Anti-Japanese War must not be left out." The political commissar looked at a document in front of him: "People from other units It’s been almost a month since school started, and our staff are still not up to speed.”
Captain Lu looked at the map without looking up: "Otherwise, you can apply to the division and set up a branch here directly."
"You can really think about it." The political commissar suddenly paused at this point: "You can try it."
A company of two sentries hid beside the path, carefully observing the approaching figures.
"Hey, that one looks like Xiao Hongying to me?"
"Well, yes, it must be. There is no other person in the Taihang Mountains who wears such a small military uniform and has braids on his head."
"My mother, is the wicked girl really back? This wine station is their territory. This doesn't seem to be a good thing, right?"
"Behind the wicked girl is Ma Liang. Hey, that's Camp Commander Hu."
"The big guy is Luo Fugui, and the one behind is Li Xiang. Hey, are they carrying it like a mortar?"
"The one in the back seems to be the third company commander of the third battalion?"
"it's him"
"Hurry up and report to the leader, I'll keep an eye on you."
The guard sentry ran across the suspension bridge: "Report to the commander, the ninth battalion is back."
"where."
"Already passed Qingshan Village."
Captain Lu stopped looking at the map: "These careless ones have finally arrived. Where is the little girl?"
"Well, she brought a group of friendly troops. Ma Liang, Luo Fugui, and Li Xiang were all there with submachine guns hanging on their chests. They also carried mortars. The third company of the third battalion also came."
"Where's Gao Yidao?"
“Didn’t see it”
"Okay, I understand." After the sentry left, Captain Lu grabbed the military cap on the table and looked at the political commissar: "Go and take a look?"
"They will have to come see you sooner or later. Why are you anxious?"
"That's right." Commander Lu returned to the top and sat down: "It's a bit interesting to have people from the Third Battalion mixed with the Ninth Battalion."
Ding Deyi looked at the group leader's thoughtful expression and was a little surprised: "Hu Yi and Hao Ping have reconciled? This is impossible."
"This is what you, the political commissar, have to do, don't ask me."
"The Ninth Battalion regards the Third Battalion as its mortal enemy. Even Gao Yidao's people are very different from each other when they are together. This is weird." The political commissar directly grasped the point: "If the Ninth Battalion and the Third Battalion are no longer hostile, hey, They are all careless."
"Hey, the only good thing about our independent regiment is that we can make our own decisions. Now that County Magistrate Yang has asked for the command of the Soil and Water Conservation Corps through his superiors, I would like to see what tricks the little girl can play this time."
Captain Lu felt as if he was scratching his head, time passed so slowly.
Until a little braid appeared at the entrance of the regiment gate.
Then there was a military cap with a hole on the top of his head, and then two big eyes were revealed.
Xiaodou, who was standing guard outside the door with his ears raised, smiled broadly and weighed the entire box of unopened bullets that Xiao Hongying had just given him.
The people in the room didn't seem to see her. Xiao Hongying exposed half of her head and jumped into the room with a whooshing sound: "Hey, I'm back."
Captain Lu was startled and raised his head: "Oh, am I dazzled? Who is this?"
"Hey, uncle, we meet again."
Captain Lu smiled broadly: "Tell me first, what did you do this time?"
Xiao Hongying looked at the political commissar: "Let me tell you some good news first."
"After being gone for more than half a year, you still break the bad news first."
"Bad news. We suffered heavy losses this time."
Captain Lu stopped smiling: "What's going on?"
"It's a long story." Xiao Hongying started talking about communicating with friendly forces.
Commander Lu waved his hand: "Stop, stop, stop, Ma Liang already reported this when he returned to the base. Let's talk about the key points."
Xiao Hongying continued to laugh: "Later I went to the subdivision. I originally planned to eradicate the reactionary society, but those people came to the door. Has Gao Yidao already reported it?"
Commander Lu responded: "Well, there's no need to say this part."
"Later we entered the mountains and were targeted by the Japanese advance team. We walked half a circle in the friendly defense zone and then came back."
The Japanese advance team usually only attacks the division and brigade first-level headquarters of the Eighth Route Army. Commander Lu was a little skeptical: "Will the Japanese advance team target you?"
"Yes, later on we even beat up the Japanese at a train station.
"Hit the Japanese train station? Is it convenient?"
Xiao Hongying said confidently: "Well, just by the way?"
"What happened next?" Commander Lu once again pulled the cup in front of the political commissar and poured it into his mouth: "What happened to the friendly troops you brought back?"
"Well, it's the friendly forces that have retreated. They have nowhere to go and are following us for the time being."
"Why did the division send a telegram?"
"Well, we met the secret service group, and they have a radio station."
"What happened to Hao Ping's third company?"
"Third company? Hao Ping's third company is of course in Dabeizhuang."
"He Chuanlin is the commander of the third battalion and the third company, right?"
Xiao Hongying stared with big clear eyes: "You must have remembered wrongly. He Chuanlin is now the deputy platoon leader of the Ninth Battalion's reconnaissance platoon."
Poof, the sip of water Captain Lu just drank almost sprayed onto the political commissar's face: "Ahem. Still reconnaissance platoon? Where is Hu Yi? Tell him to come over and see me."
Xiao Hongying quickly stepped forward and slapped Commander Lu on the back: "You haven't heard the bad news yet."
"Then keep talking."
Xiao Hongying's eyes turned red: "The friendly forces were defeated, completely defeated. Their group military hospital was surrounded by Japanese soldiers, and nearly two thousand people died."
The political commissar finally interjected: "It is indeed bad news."
(End of chapter)
