Early the next morning, Li Yunlong took the guard squad and rode back to Liuling Pass.
Seeing Li Yunlong's back disappearing at the entrance of the village, Yang Yuanshan immediately said to Zhou Xianpei next to him:
"Old Zhou, you will be very busy next time."
"Battal Commander, if you have any plans, just tell me."
"Two things: First, those prisoners of the Japanese devils need to be publicly tried and complained immediately. They should be shot or let go. Of course, the most important thing is to try to turn those who have no evil deeds into our recruits. We There is a huge shortage of veterans now!
These devils have all received basic military training, and many can even use cannons. After being transformed, they can quickly display their combat effectiveness.
The second is to recruit troops from villages and militia groups. We must quickly restore the damaged strength of each company, and I also need to form a new second artillery company. "
Yang Yuanshan explained.
"Batalion Commander, there is no problem with the prisoners. But haven't you already formed an anti-aircraft gun company?
Is it necessary to form another artillery company now?
There are only four main infantry companies, but only three artillery companies?
Is this an imbalance of proportion? "
Zhou Xianpei hesitated.
"There's nothing unbalanced. We have so many cannons that we can't just let them sit in a warehouse and gather dust.
Moreover, cultivating more gunners is also a preparation for the future expansion of the team.
To drive away the little devils, sooner or later our independent regiment will be upgraded to a brigade-level unit, or even become an independent military division. By then, the establishment of our special agent battalion will definitely have to be expanded. It is better to make preparations in advance from now on. "
Yang Yuanshan felt that in fact, the superiors could establish the Northwestern Shanxi Army Division now, and then use the independent regiment as the backbone to unified command the New First Regiment and the New Second Regiment, and then integrate the county brigade, district squad, militia and other teams. The entire northwest Shanxi should be It can draw more than 10,000 regular troops.
By then, our military strength in this area will become unprecedentedly powerful, and we may not be able to easily capture all the counties such as Heyuan County, Shouxian County, Yang County, and Ping'an County.
Even taking down Shuiquan, where the Japs were heavily stationed, was not guaranteed.
And once Shuiquan is captured, the little devil's Shuiquan coal mine will be finished.
Moreover, the connection between Jin and Northern Hebei will also be cut off. At that time, the little devil will have great fun.
Maybe Shinozuka Kazuo, an old devil, will have to take the blame and resign.
When Zhou Xianpei heard Yang Yuanshan's words, he thought for a moment and nodded.
Anyway, the spy camp currently has no shortage of guns, ammunition, or food and cloth. If Yang Yuanshan wants to recruit more soldiers, he should recruit more soldiers.
He said nothing more.
"By the way, Lao Zhou, there is one more thing. Winter is coming, and the soldiers' cotton-padded clothes are not ready yet. You have to mobilize the aunts and ladies in each village to help us sew cotton-padded clothes.
My idea is to use all the fabrics and cotton in our warehouse to make cotton-padded clothes.
In order to encourage the enthusiasm of the villagers, we can distribute some food to the villagers who help. "
Yang Yuanshan explained again.
"Okay. I'll take care of this. But I guess the quantity of cotton is still insufficient. A cotton coat requires a lot of cotton."
"Let's do as much as we can first. In the end, it's really not enough, and then we'll talk about it."
At this time, Yang Yuanshan missed the down jackets of later generations.
It's a pity that in this era, there are no high-thread-count fabrics that don't run down, no way to collect down, and no chemical reagents to deal with the odor of down. Otherwise, he really wanted to make someone make something that is light and durable. Warm down jackets come out.
…
After leaving Zhou Xianpei to go to work, Yang Yuanshan immediately called Wang Xikui over:
"Xizi, our battalion has suffered a lot this time, and a large number of new recruits have come in. I plan not to divide these new recruits into various units, but to do some basic recruit training first before talking about it.
I want you to bring someone in as a shooting instructor for these new recruits.
But I want you to do some side work while practicing shooting. "
"What side job?"
Wang Xikui asked curiously.
"Winter is coming soon. We don't have enough cotton-padded clothes. I want you to take the soldiers into the mountains to get some."
"Going into the mountains to get cotton-padded clothes? Where can such things be found in the mountains?"
Wang Xikui looked confused.
"There are mountains around us, and there are a lot of prey in the mountains. If you take people to practice marksmanship and come back with more prey, won't you have some skins?
Not only do we have skins, we also have meat.
Understand? "
Yang Yuanshan chuckled.
This year is different from later generations. There is no shortage of wild wolves, blind bears and the like in the mountains, and there is no protection law.
"Understood!"
Wang Xikui nodded quickly.
Isn't it just hunting?
What about getting cotton-padded clothes? The battalion commander really likes to fool around.
Then he asked:
"But battalion commander, the recruits have a hard time hitting fixed targets. Wouldn't it be a waste of bullets to just hit moving targets?"
"What's a waste? It's just bullets, we have plenty of them.
I order you to take the new recruits for shooting training, and each of them must fire at least 50 rounds of ammunition!
1,000 recruits are just 50,000 rounds of ammunition! "
Yang Yuan's trench is inhumane.
Wang Xikui was speechless and thought to himself: Battalion Commander, what do you mean by "just fifty thousand rounds of bullets"?
If you hand over 50,000 rounds of ammunition to the brigade commander, then the brigade commander will have to treat you to a drink?
Although he cursed in his heart, Wang Xikui nodded and agreed.
The battalion commander is so powerful, he will do whatever he says.
I haven’t read a book, so I can’t think of those complicated things!
Yang Yuanshan confessed again:
"Just in time, you can also pick a few people with sharpshooter talents to join your sharpshooter class. I want you to try to expand it to 20 people this time. They will play an important role in the future. Do you understand?"
"clear!"
…
After arranging everything, Yang Yuanshan went to Qixia Town for a stroll.
Now that the war is over, he has asked people to lift the military control of the town, allowing the people in the town to move freely.
Of course he understood that this would inevitably allow people in hiding to spread information about the secret service camp, but he didn't care.
After all, a team as large as the secret service camp cannot be hidden even if it wants to be hidden.
It's better to be generous and generous. If the little devil dares to come, it will be nothing more than another battle.
Qixia Town is a big town, with thousands of people living in it every day.
Now that the spy camp has driven away the little devils who showed off their power, burned, killed, and kidnapped, the people in the town suddenly felt as if they had parted the dark clouds and seen the sun. They came out to set up stalls and do business, and they even dared to shout louder.
"Cooking cakes, freshly baked cooking cakes, come and buy them~"
"Match, match nails, sharpen scissors~"
“Cotton shoes and cotton pants, thick and warm~”
…
Listening to these shouts, Yang Yuanshan couldn't help but be very satisfied, this is the fireworks in the market!
Wandering on the street, Yang Yuanshan looked around and bought nothing.
Going around the east side of the town, he suddenly saw a large abandoned house, and quickly ordered Zhang Xiaohe who was following him:
"Xiaohe, go to the neighbors and ask who owns this house."
"yes!"
Seeing him leaving, Yang Yuanshan immediately dodged, climbed over the wall, and saw a large yard overgrown with grass.
Then Yang Yuanshan threw out all the equipment in his system warehouse that destroyed the Hengshan Brigade of the Imps yesterday, including the four-door Bofors M1929 75mm that the system rewarded when the Imps bombers were shot down at the Huting stronghold. Anti-aircraft guns and corresponding shells!
If this equipment is kept in the system warehouse, it won't produce offspring. It's better to take it out to fight the little devils.
If they need to be moved and these heavy cannons cannot be taken away, then they will be blown up after using up all the shells.
Anyway, it will still explode in the future, so there is nothing to feel bad about.
The system is there, it’s so intimidating!
…
After throwing away the equipment, Yang Yuanshan jumped off the wall and stood waiting for Zhang Xiaohe.
After a while, he came back panting.
"Battal Commander, please find out.
This house belonged to Li Dashan, the former richest man in the town.
Later, the little devil came and took a fancy to Li Dashan's daughter and family property. He said that Li Dashan secretly conspired with our army and took him to the town and beheaded him. His daughter and family property were also taken away.
People in the town said that Li Dashan died unjustly and his soul stayed in the house, unwilling to be reincarnated, so the house was abandoned. "
"This naughty little devil deserves to die. What about Mr. Li Dashan's daughter?"
Although tragedies like Li Dashan are common in this era, Yang Yuanshan couldn't help but curse.
"I was ruined to death by the kid. I heard that after being robbed by the kid, I was humiliated for three days and three nights."
Zhang Xiaohe's eyes turned red as he spoke.
These little devils are all beasts!
"Damn it, it seems that our special agent battalion never takes little Japs prisoners when we fight. It's still too easy for them.
In the future, if we want to kill the little devils, we have to light up sky lanterns for all those who are not completely dead.
These sons of bitches only deserve this kind of treatment! "
Unlike Li Yunlong, a guy who never leaves his mouth with bad words, Yang Yuanshan, as a time traveler who went to college, rarely used swear words in the past, but now he couldn't help but curse when he heard such beastly things.
If you don’t scold, you won’t be happy!
"That's right. Killing these bastards with one shot will be too easy for them."
Zhang Xiaohe also echoed.
The two were filled with indignation for a while, and then Yang Yuanshan said to him:
"Go and open the door, let's go in and take a look.
It would be a waste to leave such a big house empty. It would be good to set up a workshop here later and hire some blacksmiths to make us military shovels. "
"yes!"
Of course Zhang Xiaohe didn't believe in ghosts, so he agreed and went up to open the door.
The gate was old and decayed. He pushed hard and the gate fell down, and he was shocked.
The yard was filled with densely packed ammunition boxes, and there were even a dozen 40mm anti-aircraft guns and four cannons with longer barrels lying on the ground.
——This was naturally placed on the side by Yang Yuanshan in order to avoid attracting attention.
"Battalion Commander, why are there so many weapons here?"
Zhang Xiaohe asked Yang Yuanshan with a dull look on his face.
"how could I know?
Maybe the ghost of Li Dashan was sent to us to help us beat up the little devil and avenge him? "
Yang Yuanshan unleashed his acting skills with all his strength. At this moment, he was possessed by dozens of movie kings, showing the pinnacle performance of their acting careers.
Although Zhang Xiaohe didn't believe Yang Yuanshan's outrageous explanation, he couldn't think of any other answer.
I had no choice but to put it aside and run to find someone to move the equipment.
…
The soldiers of the special agent battalion were all speechless when they heard that the battalion commander actually found a large amount of equipment and a large number of cannons in an abandoned house in Qixia Town while wandering around.
Everyone thinks: Our battalion commander is not really the biological son of the Jade Emperor, right? Otherwise, how could you have such good luck?
How much equipment have you picked up?
Is it enough to equip several regiments?
…
Then they spotted the bicycle and couldn't help but get curious.
Zhang Xiaohe quickly ran over and asked Yang Yuanshan:
"Battalion Commander, what is this? There are two wheels. Are these the wheels of the artillery? Isn't this too thin?"
Yang Yuanshan rolled his eyes at him, picked up a bicycle, turned over and rode on it, and introduced:
"This is a military bicycle. If you pedal this pedal, you will move forward."
The soldiers couldn't help but be very curious when they saw Yang Yuanshan riding a bicycle as if he was flying, and letting go of his hands to perform tricks. They all followed suit and found bicycles to ride on, but they inevitably fell and suffered bruises and bruises.
There are only a few people who are talented, and they will be able to ride after a little trial and error.
However, compared with Yang Yuanshan's coolness of riding a bicycle without holding the faucet, it is still far behind.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help shouting in admiration:
"Battal Commander, you are so capable. You can also ride this little devil's bicycle. What else can't you do?"
Hearing this rainbow fart, Yang Yuanshan laughed:
"I don't know how to do a lot, but I don't know how to give birth!"
As soon as they heard this joke, the soldiers burst into laughter. Two soldiers who were riding on the car even fell off with laughter.
This noisy behavior naturally caused the nearby people to look around and wonder: What are these Eighth Route Army members doing, laughing so happily, eating bee poop?
(End of chapter)
