The guards who follow the chiefs to every meeting in the division will gather together to communicate with each other whenever they have time.
But it was the first time for the guards to encounter such dense gunfire in a shooting competition.
The Eighth Route Army is short of ammunition, so it's not good to mess around with bullets.
A well-informed guard already knew that the Ninth Battalion had brought back a lot of ammunition.
It is said that there are 40,000 rounds
There are about twenty regiments coming to the meeting, and each regiment can be allocated two thousand. If it is a regiment with only about a thousand soldiers, one soldier can be allocated two rounds!
Three guns and eight ways can at least become five guns and eight ways.
Before the shooting competition started, the division guard immediately announced a change in the rules.
The guards' jaws dropped in shock.
The division guard called the bastard of the Independent Regiment Big Dog, and he led his men to insert the wooden stake used as a target three hundred meters away.
It's so far away. You can't even see the target clearly. What's the point?
It's not unheard of to hit a target two hundred meters away. It's just a legend, okay?
Normal warrior marksmanship practice and assessment are based on one hundred meters.
However, the division guard said that everyone was selected as a good player, so he naturally had to raise the standard.
But by letting go two hundred meters, aren't you deliberately trying to embarrass others?
To become a security guard for the chief, the overall ability is considered, and it does not necessarily mean that one has good marksmanship to become a security guard.
After arguing for a long time, they finally calmed down.
Even if you can't beat him, don't be afraid!
Besides, the rifle bullets are "sponsored" by the independent group, so we should strive for this opportunity as a way to practice marksmanship.
If someone is really so powerful, we can even talk to him about his shooting skills.
A group of ten people, lying in a row, didn't even bother to make targets in the distance, and just inserted a wooden stake to finish the job.
A row of shots is fifty rounds of ammunition.
Just for this competition, it is estimated that five to six hundred rounds of ammunition will be used.
The distance is too far, it seems that we are not competing to see who can shoot more accurately, but to see who can shoot the bullet that can hit the target!
Big Dog hit all five shots. The key is that his shooting speed is very fast.
He was immediately surrounded by a group of guards who asked him to talk about his shooting experience.
"Three points and one line are the basis. As long as you can fire a thousand rounds of bullets, you can hit the target casually."
"A thousand rounds? Is there something wrong with your brain?"
"Our regiment's sharpshooters are all on the front line. Who would be stupid enough to use the sharpshooters as guards! Their regiment leader must be afraid of death." A certain old man was sour after drinking too much.
"You're right, especially those next to the group leader are all wimps." After Big Dog said this, he deliberately turned his head and glanced at Xiaodou next to him.
The big dog didn't realize that as soon as these words came out, it hit a large area.
The person next to him immediately quit: "Hey, what you said is wrong. According to you, we guards are all useless trash?"
"I didn't say anything about you," the big dog quickly explained.
"Then are you telling me?" Another person rolled up his sleeves with wide eyes: "Come on, let's practice!"
The big dog was helpless: "Oh, I said I can do it on my own, right?"
"Which regiment are you from?"
"The platoon leader of the independent regiment's security platoon, my name is Xiaodou."
"Xiaodou? Okay, I will remember you."
Xiaodou next to him was a little confused. Is the big dog trying to bring hatred to him, or is he trying to make him look bad?
Just after noon.
The meeting ended earlier than expected.
The independent group cooking class delivers lunch directly to the conference room.
Looking at the half-inch thick strips of meat on the top of the lunch box, there is a fish thicker than a big finger placed next to it.
There is white rice underneath
White rice topped with broth!
The group leaders were a little dumbfounded
The political commissar sat on top and said nothing, and no one dared to touch the spoon.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Captain Lu.
"Everyone, don't be polite. Just eat with your belly open. This time it's not just the wounded, but also the soldiers. Even the villagers across the river are taking part." Commander Lu stood up and explained: "The fish are caught from the river. There is less water this year, and the fish are smaller. As for the meat, the soldiers hunted a nest of wild boars in the deep mountains. They have been keeping it for half a month. There is a lack of salt in the mountains, so there is no way to preserve it for a long time. If you don’t eat it, it may become smelly. Already."
A certain group leader put his nose close to the lunch box and smelled it, and immediately shouted: "Why is it going to stink? It already stinkes!"
Commander Lu looked at the political commissar and felt a little guilty: "Commissar, just eat. There are some in the cooking class."
The political commissar looked serious: "Are you sure everyone has a share?"
Captain Lu was a little embarrassed: "I guarantee that everyone will have a share."
Leader Chen of the supplementary regiment saw that the political commissar's face was not good-looking. As a neighbor and "in-law" of Commander Lu, he quickly stood up and came to the rescue: "Commissioner, I can't blame Commander Lu for this. The food of the independent regiment is good. Because they are really good at fighting the Japanese and seizing them.”
A certain group leader was unimpressed: "How powerful is it?"
Captain Chen looked around: "Everyone must have heard that a platoon was used to attack the county town, and a Japanese brigade was mobilized to give up the raid and return to the county town to support the county town. A company of Japanese soldiers who were delayed by half of the division on the South Road was used to transfer the division headquarters. To gain valuable time, the headquarters was surrounded last year, and all ministries were ordered to reinforce. The Ninth Battalion was still a company at that time, and we lured away a large group of Japanese."
"Hey, I remember it was written about this in the briefing. Is that Lao Lu really a soldier of your regiment? Hurry up and call the platoon leader over and let's take a look."
Another regiment leader immediately stood up and asked: "Lao Lu, the advance team missed that time. It seems that political commissar Ding Deyi led the team, right?"
"Lao Lu, I heard that one company lured away a group of Japanese soldiers. Is it your independent group?"
"Our division alone has three independent regiments. If we add in the small establishments of each military division, there will definitely be more than a dozen independent regiments."
The political commissar's expression softened a lot, and then he waved his hand: "I know which one you are talking about, please eat quickly."
The first regiment leader picked up the piece of meat in front of him and smelled it: "Hey, political commissar, did I really eat it?"
The group leader next to him immediately shouted loudly: "Eat meat for those who have the ability, and drink porridge for those who have no ability."
Commander Lu hurriedly came to the side of the political commissar: "Commissar, you see that our independent regiment has many people and guns, can you give us an official designation?"
"We are revolutionary soldiers with faith. We must always bear in mind that we shoulder the hope of the nation. That guy in Chongqing only gave us the establishment of three divisions and nine regiments. We will fight the Japanese quietly. Do you understand? Besides, the number is just one. Numbers, as long as you can fight the Japanese, do you think all the comrades here will know you?"
A regiment leader echoed: "What the political commissar said makes sense. You'll get the first shot. If your record is known to the little devils, maybe their advance team will come to your door at any time."
Commander Lu couldn't help but feel frightened. The Independent Regiment had not yet had an official designation, but it had already fought five or six times with the Japanese advance team!
The wine station was even targeted twice in a row by the Japanese advance team.
It seems that all these things have something to do with the careless Jiuying.
"What are you doing standing still? Hurry up and eat. You have to rush back to your respective stations in the afternoon."
Wild boar meat, even if it is dried, cannot be preserved for a long time without salt.
The smelly meat is still meat, and the cooking team has been steaming it for a long time. It is estimated that even the most powerful bacteria have been killed.
Immediately there was a storm in the conference room.
More than ten minutes later, the clean lunch boxes were taken away by the soldiers in the cooking class.
A soldier from the cooking squad asked: "Why don't you see a single fish bone on the ground?"
"Chew it and swallow it."
"how do you know?"
"When you ate fish for the first time at the wine station, did you spit out the bones?"
"First time? Well, what you said makes sense."
After meal.
The regimental leaders left the wine station and returned to their respective defense areas with their respective guards.
The leader of a certain regiment looked at guard Sun Dingguo's listlessness and asked casually: "Why, did you lose to the thin monkey again in the fist and kick competition this time?"
Sun Dingguo said with a sad face: "We originally tied with him, but then we lost to an independent regiment soldier named 'Lao'."
"What are you talking about? Your surname is Park? Doesn't that guy still speak bird language?"
"That's right, do you know him?"
"Haha, it's not unfair that you lost to him. That guy is ruthless. What kind of martial ethics does your Sun family's boxing have? It's normal that you can't beat him."
"That's right, that guy will attack you as soon as he comes up."
"Can you blame me for this? On the battlefield, when you meet the enemy's eyes, do you still tell the enemy to please teach me and shoot first?"
"Hey, Captain. You seem to have seen it with your own eyes?"
"That guy Pu is an instructor at the headquarters. He somehow managed to get into the independent group. If you see him in the future, do it. His three-legged cat kung fu is no match for you."
"So that's how it is." Sun Dingguo shook his fist: "Next time I'll beat him until he has teeth all over the floor."
The group leader nodded: "That's right, we have to learn from our failures."
[In the next few chapters, let’s talk about Kondo Shinpachi by the way]
