Yang Yuanshan left the regiment headquarters with his people on bicycles and returned to Qixia Town.
On the way, Zhang Xiaohe asked curiously:
"Battal Commander, the regiment commander didn't make things difficult for you, right?"
"What are you thinking about? I am the leader's most beloved general. How can he make things difficult for me?"
Yang Yuanshan made some calculations and spoke boldly.
He thought that Zhang Dabiao should have been Li Yunlong's first favorite general in the past, but that was a thing of the past.
Now if Li Yunlong is transferred to another regiment and can only take one person with him, he will definitely take himself with him.
Who can best equip him with equipment?
Although Zhang Dabiao is good at leading troops, good at charging, and dares to fight tough battles, his biggest flaw is his inability to obtain equipment.
"Really? Battalion Commander, you are so awesome."
Zhang Xiaohe's eyes were full of stars and he admired him very much.
In his heart, the leader is a big shot! big hero!
"Hehe, just so-so."
Everyone likes to hear good things, and Yang Yuanshan is certainly no exception.
…
The group of people rode with all their strength to Qixia Town, but it got dark early in winter. When they were still twenty miles away from Qixia Town, it was already dark.
It was too dark to ride a bike. Yang Yuanshan looked around and saw a mountain col that was sheltered from the wind. He immediately took the soldiers to the col to rest and prepare to sleep in the open for one night before leaving tomorrow.
In the middle of the night, Yang Yuanshan saw that all the soldiers were asleep, and even the soldiers on guard had their eyes slightly closed. He immediately got up quietly, walked to the outside of the mountain col, found a place, and gave away the rewards for fighting the Japanese in Shouxian County. More than 300 box guns and 160 bicycles were thrown into a ditch on the side of the mountain.
I still owe Li Yunlong 50 box guns and 50 bicycles. Give them to him sooner, and he will feel at ease sooner.
He, Yang Yuanshan, doesn’t like being in debt!
After putting away the equipment, Yang Yuanshan quietly walked back to the col and continued to sleep.
Early the next morning, everyone ate some dry food for breakfast, drank some cold water, then got on their bicycles and continued walking to Qixia Town.
Not far away, a soldier discovered the equipment that Yang Yuanshan had thrown into the ravine last night, and immediately screamed:
"Look, you guys, what's over there?"
Everyone else saw his reminder and immediately came over excitedly.
Then they discovered that the ammunition boxes were filled with cannons and matching bullets, and in the ditch next to them were bicycles, which were exactly the same as the ones they were riding now, and they were also brand new. At first glance, they looked like they had just been It comes from the factory and is tied with straw mats to prevent scratches!
Seeing this scene, everyone present was shocked, and they all asked Yang Yuanshan:
"Battalion Commander, why are there so many box guns and bicycles here?"
"how could I know?
But since we picked it up, it’s ours!
I'll stay with my people to guard the river. You can ride back to the town and ask people to carry it. We can't move so many things! "
Yang Yuanshan wanted to complain about his dog system, why he couldn't just teach the soldiers the reasonable sources of equipment, so that he wouldn't have to break out his acting skills every time.
After all, it’s very tiring to perform every time!
Zhang Xiaohe listened to the order and immediately agreed excitedly:
"Okay, battalion commander, I'll go right away!"
As he said that, he immediately pedaled his bicycle and left in a hurry.
After sending Zhang Xiaohe away, Yang Yuanshan immediately ordered the remaining soldiers to move the equipment and bicycles in the ditch to the mountain road.
After taking stock, the soldiers reported to him:
"Battal Commander, there are a total of 160 bicycles and 376 box guns, all with 20-shot bursts and a lot of bullets."
"Okay, let's wait here for a while until someone comes from the camp."
…
A group of people were guarding these box guns and bicycles on the side of the road. The soldiers could not restrain their excitement, and they made all kinds of discussions and speculations.
"Battal Commander, comrades all say that you are the son of the Jade Emperor who descended to earth, so you are blessed in the sky and can always pick up equipment."
"What nonsense are you talking about? We, the Eighth Route Army, only believe in Marx and not in those gods and ghosts!
Our battalion can always pick up equipment, and it doesn’t matter with me as the battalion commander! "
Everyone was chatting and waiting.
Not long after, a large number of people arrived on the mountain road, led by Zhang Xiaohe.
He shouted from a distance:
"Batalion Commander, I'm back."
"good!"
Yang Yuanshan responded, and then he saw Zhou Xianpei behind him, with two to three hundred soldiers and many mules, horses and carts.
"Old Zhou, why are you here in person?"
"Xiaohe went back and reported that you picked up a lot of equipment and bicycles on the road, so I came to take a look.
Is that all? "
Zhou Xianpei's face was also full of disbelief.
This secret service camp is so weird. It picks up weapons and equipment just for nothing. Who the hell threw this away?
Can this weapon and equipment be thrown away casually?
Don’t want money?
Or are there really ghosts and gods in this world who are secretly protecting the spy camp and constantly helping it?
He couldn't help but want to quietly go to the headquarters to report something amiss with the secret service camp, so that the headquarters would send someone to investigate secretly.
Yang Yuanshan didn't know what Zhou Xianpei was thinking, so he nodded and said:
"Yes, that's it. The soldiers counted them and found a total of 376 box guns and 160 bicycles."
"What? So many?
This box of cannons is enough for us to form another pistol company!
But then we have to recruit new soldiers. "
Zhou Xianpei was very emotional.
Since arriving at the secret service camp, he has never felt the pain of headquarters leaders scratching their heads every day due to lack of equipment.
Instead, I worry about whether the warehouse in the camp will not be able to hold it, or whether there are not enough soldiers in the camp, and there are not enough soldiers to use a large number of equipment.
"Let's not organize it for now. When I went to the regiment headquarters this time, the regiment leader robbed me of 50 box guns and 50 bicycles, which happened to be the equipment from here.
Let's divide the rest equally among each company.
My goal is to let each soldier have two box guns! "
Yang Yuanshan arranged.
"What? Two box cannons per person?
That’s nearly 8,000!
Battalion Commander, you are too daring to think this! "
Zhou Xianpei felt that Yang Yuanshan's appetite was too big.
But when he looked at the equipment on the ground, he suddenly felt that Yang Yuanshan's dream would soon be realized!
…
After getting all the equipment and bicycles back to the camp, Yang Yuanshan had lunch and then went to see the seriously injured in the previous battle in Qixia Town.
After these days of rest, the injuries of many seriously injured people have improved greatly.
But there were also some seriously injured people who did not survive and died.
Seeing him go, many of the wounded shouted that they were healed and asked to go back to the army.
There are no operations or transfer tasks now. Of course Yang Yuanshan disagrees and forces them to continue to recuperate.
For those who really couldn't sit still, Yang Yuanshan gave them some bullets and asked them to practice their marksmanship while recovering from their injuries.
In the recent battles with the Japs, the soldiers of the special agent battalion had exposed their flaws in their marksmanship, which was much worse than that of the Japs, so Yang Yuanshan thought of asking them to strengthen their skills.
…
In the following days, the secret service camp remained in a state of rest and recuperation, and the soldiers trained in various ways every day to improve their combat effectiveness.
The entire Qixia Town area gained a rare peace.
Without the oppression of the little devils, the people and businessmen in Qixia Town suddenly found that their lives were much easier, and they couldn't help but love the spy camp even more.
Many people wish that Qixia Town would always be occupied by the spy camp.
…
However, the peaceful days will always be broken. On this day, Yang Yuanshan was preparing to send people to Yuci to recall Wei Dayong. After all, it had been almost a month since the special operations company was released, and he didn't know how they were doing now.
As a result, the Second Company, which was sent by Han Yang to the direction of Dawan Village, suddenly sent someone to report:
"Battal Commander, Qian Bojun of the 358th Regiment sent a platoon to Dawan Village to force the villagers to pay taxes!
Their legs were broken by our soldiers, and now they have sent a large army to surround Dawan Village, preventing the villagers and our people from entering or exiting.
The company commander sent me to take advantage of the chaos and run out to ask for help from the camp. "
Hearing this, Yang Yuanshan immediately became furious and couldn't help but cursed:
"If the tiger doesn't show its power, they think we are sick cats?
Qian Bojun, a loser, actually dares to find trouble with our secret service camp?
Tired of living?
Come on, gather the troops, let's go to Dawan Village! "
Next to him, Zhou Xianpei’s expression changed wildly and he quickly said:
"Battalion Commander, don't forget our discipline. You must not fire the first shot!"
Yang Yuanshan understood what Zhou Xianpei meant and nodded.
"Don't worry, I know what's appropriate."
After a while, Han Yang came in and reported:
"Battal Commander, the first company, the third company, the fourth company, the first artillery company, the second artillery company, and the guard company are all assembled."
"Okay, order the soldiers to target Dawan Village and run forward!"
Zhou Xianpei blocked him again and said:
"Battalion Commander, is it necessary to send six companies? Should the artillery be left alone?"
The six companies of the secret service battalion have 2,100 people!
This kind of power is enough to defeat a large group of little devils.
"It's okay, Lao Zhou, just treat it as armed march training.
I understand that Chu Yunfei's battalion commander named Qian Bojun is definitely a softie. When he sees so many of us, he will definitely give in and will never dare to bare his teeth with us. "
Yang Yuanshan waved his hand.
Then an order was given——
"All troops set out!"
Then he led the soldiers to Dawan Village.
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