Two flowers bloom, one on each side.
Speaking of the secret service camp, after receiving the telegram from the regiment headquarters at 5:30 in the morning, Yang Yuanshan did not immediately order the soldiers to assemble urgently.
Instead, he woke up guard Zhang Xiaohe, who was still sleeping soundly, and asked him to notify Zhao Li, and ordered the soldiers in the cooking squad to get up immediately to make breakfast, and prepare to let the soldiers finish breakfast before setting off.
Unexpectedly, after Zhang Xiaohe went there, he came back directly with a basket of yellow-brown steamed buns.
"Battal Commander, Company Commander Zhao and the others are already cooking. These are the steamed buns that were made first. I brought some for you."
Smelling the aroma of the steamed buns, Yang Yuanshan's mouth suddenly became wet and he quickly praised:
"Okay! Zhao Li, the logistics company commander, did a great job."
He could think of arranging for someone to cook in advance without giving any orders, which is really trustworthy.
Yang Yuanshan secretly wondered, with Zhao Li's ability, being a logistics company commander, isn't it a bit humiliating?
If Chu Yunfei knew that the cooks in the secret service camp were so reliable, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood and feel that he was not only inferior to Li Yunlong, but even inferior to Yang Yuanshan.
How did he know that the cooking class has always been a magical place in our army?
There are many people more reliable than Zhao Li in our army's cooking squad.
For example, in our army, there once was an incredible cooking class, which later produced two generals and one lieutenant general!
Picking up a steamed bun and taking a bite, Yang Yuanshan said to Zhang Xiaohe:
"Xiaohe, you should eat quickly. After you finish eating, go notify the monk and ask him to immediately lead the special operations company to open a road ahead. By the way, see if the anti-aircraft gun company has encountered any situation."
Feng Shuanglin set off early yesterday afternoon with the anti-aircraft gun battery, and Yang Yuanshan was really worried about them.
Although they all brought box cannons for self-defense and several Type 99 light machine guns, they might still be in danger if they really encountered a large group of enemies.
"yes!"
In less than five minutes, Zhang Xiaohe killed five big steamed buns in three strokes, five divided by two, drank half a pot of water, and then went to find Wei Dayong.
Within half an hour, Wei Dayong led his people, carrying dry food in their arms and carrying Sanba Gaigai on their shoulders, and set off on bicycles.
At this time, Yang Yuanshan also finished his meal, packed his luggage, and then ordered:
"Send the order, the whole camp must assemble!
Breakfast will be eaten in 10 minutes, and the whole camp will set off in 20 minutes! "
…
Following Yang Yuanshan's order, the bugler in the bugle squad blew the reveille bugle.
The entire Qixia Town was in a state of excitement.
The soldiers of the special agent battalion stationed everywhere quickly got up and packed their belongings with extremely swift movements.
20 minutes later, all the soldiers in the battalion had put on their leggings, armed themselves with guns and ammunition, and set off towards Heyuan County.
By noon, they caught up with the anti-aircraft artillery battery that had been traveling all night.
Seeing that the soldiers of the anti-aircraft artillery company were too tired to walk, but still persisting, Yang Yuanshan quickly ordered the soldiers of other companies to help push the artillery.
At this time, he desperately wanted to one day get some big trucks so that his artillery could give full play to its power and would no longer be limited by its transportation capacity.
However, getting a big truck is not enough. It has to occupy plains and cities to be effective. If the troops continue to hide in the mountains, trucks will not be practical.
Thinking about it this way, he felt a little overwhelmed.
To transport a large number of artillery, you need trucks; for trucks to be effective, you need to occupy plains and cities; to occupy plains and cities, you need a large number of artillery. This is an endless cycle!
Outrageous!
…
Because it had to help the anti-aircraft gun company transport artillery, the speed of the secret service battalion was inevitably slowed down a lot.
Fortunately, Wei Dayong, who was leading the way, sent someone to report back. There was nothing unusual along the way, and Yang Yuanshan breathed a sigh of relief.
He calculated that the order given by the regiment leader was to arrive at Water God Mountain within 2 days. Judging from the soldiers' current speed, it should be no problem.
…
Yang Yuanshan led the spy camp and ran all the way, and finally arrived at Shuishen Mountain at noon the next day.
But at this time, there were already three posts and one sentry every five steps up and down Shuishen Mountain, and soldiers in gray military uniforms were everywhere on guard.
Seeing them arriving in thousands, the sentries all changed their colors and quickly sent people to notify their superiors.
After a while, Zhang Dabiao came down the mountain with a few people. When he saw Yang Yuanshan, he laughed immediately:
"I asked who made such a big noise, it turned out to be you!
Yang Yuanshan, your team is huge enough!
It looks like twice the size of my first battalion! "
When he went to Dashuiquan Coal Mine last time, Yang Yuanshan only took more than 2,000 people with him. Zhang Dabiao didn't feel too much. After all, he himself had nearly 2,000 people at that time.
But now, when he saw the huge army behind Yang Yuanshan, which easily exceeded 3,000 people, he couldn't help but be speechless and sigh.
He thought to himself: This guy can really expand the army, no wonder the leader likes him!
"Haha, battalion commander, I haven't sent out the whole battalion yet. I have left more than a thousand people to guard Qixia Town. The number I brought here now is less than 3,000!"
Yang Yuanshan laughed.
His words made Zhang Dabiao shut up in an instant.
Is this really human language?
What does "only 3,000 people" mean?
He couldn't help but asked in surprise:
"What? You have more than 4,000 people in one camp?
This damn thing is no worse than a brigade! "
"Hey, that's still far behind. Look, Chu Yunfei's 358th Regiment only has more than 5,000 people. I'm still far behind!"
Yang Yuanshan waved his hand, as if he didn't feel that he was in Versailles at all.
"Good guy!
You have such a strong tone, kid!
Are you still planning to surpass the 358th Regiment with one battalion?
Be careful of the leader kicking you! "
Zhang Dabiao is a little doubtful about life.
They are both battalion commanders, so the gap between me and this kid is a bit big.
And it seems to be getting bigger and bigger?
Is this bitch going to get on top of me in the future?
Zhang Dabiao felt a little unhappy when he thought about how he would have to salute this guy respectfully if he could not protect himself.
When I was the battalion commander, this guy was the platoon leader!
"Hey, battalion commander, don't worry. If the regiment commander knows that our team is so big, he will only be happy.
Think about it, he could easily live the life of a teacher, and he would be so happy that snot bubbles would pop out of his nose!
The brigade commander is even less impressive than him! "
"Hahaha, that's right!"
The two chatted and laughed, and Yang Yuanshan ordered the company commanders to take their own people to find a place to camp and rest.
As he followed Zhang Dabiao up the mountain, he asked:
"Battal Commander, is your battalion here?
None of the other camps came? "
"The two idiots Shen Quan and Wang Huaibao haven't arrived yet, but the regiment leader sent a correspondent to ride a bicycle an hour ago and said that the regiment headquarters will not arrive in another two hours, so we should pay attention to it."
"I see."
Yang Yuanshan nodded.
At this time, Zhang Dabiao seemed a little embarrassed and asked with a smile on his face:
"Yang Yuanshan, do you still have enough anti-aircraft guns?
How many doors can you get for me? "
The barrels of the Bofors 40mm anti-aircraft guns looked majestic at first glance. Yang Yuanshan brought 12 of them again this time. They were densely packed. Zhang Dabiao naturally saw them, so he is drooling now.
There are more than 20 such cannons in Yang Yuanshan's warehouse. Zhang Dabiao wants them, so it doesn't hurt to give him some.
But he didn’t want to give it away for nothing, so he immediately smiled:
"Battal Commander, if you want anti-aircraft guns, that's fine, but my battalion is short of food right now. Do you have any food there?
For 10,000 kilograms of grain, how about I give you an anti-aircraft gun? "
"Good boy, how dare you open your mouth like a lion!
Ten thousand kilograms of grain for one cannon?
Where can I get so much food for you? "
Zhang Dabiao shook his head repeatedly.
Although his battalion guarded the road from Shuiquan to Heyuan County and ate a lot of the little Japanese transport team, there was not so much food that they couldn't finish it.
He has a battalion of more than 2,000 people, and the amount of food he consumes in a day is not a small amount.
"No food? Forget it.
Don't bother with my anti-aircraft guns. I'll ask Battalion Commander Shen and Battalion Commander Wang later. "
Yang Yuanshan turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, turned around and prepared to visit his old place again to enjoy the scenery of the Water God Mountain.
When Zhang Dabiao saw him, he immediately grabbed him and gritted his teeth and said:
"Wait!
A cannon worth 10,000 kilograms of grain is too expensive, up to 2,000 kilograms!
And you have to give me 2,000 rounds of artillery shells! "
"Battal Commander, how dare you think!
You want to exchange 2,000 kilograms of grain for a cannon and 2,000 rounds of artillery shells?
Do you know how much a shell of my anti-aircraft gun weighs?
Feelings: My cannonball is not worth as much as the weight of grain? "
Yang Yuanshan looked at the other person's face as if he was looking at a fool.
Zhang Dabiao couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he heard this. He knew that he had gone too far, but he still said with saliva on his face:
"Yang Yuanshan, don't you have a lot of guns?
Support me, the old battalion commander. What’s the problem?
Talk about unity! "
"Huh, I'm just talking about unity and that's why I'm talking nonsense to you, otherwise I would have turned around and left."
Yang Yuanshan snorted coldly.
"Then make a price!
But don't even think about ten thousand kilograms of grain. Don't tell me I don't have that much. Even if I do, I can't starve the soldiers to death just to make artillery. "
…
The two bargained for a while, and finally reached an agreement. Zhang Dabiao exchanged 8,000 kilograms of grain for Yang Yuanshan's two anti-aircraft guns and 3,000 rounds of artillery shells.
But we have to finish this battle before trading.
In Zhang Dabiao's words - his grain is still in the little devil's warehouse!
But he didn't know that Yang Yuanshan was thinking: his cannon is still in the kid's airport!
On the face of it, the two of them can be said to be rivals in chess, meeting good talents, evenly matched, and suddenly brilliant!
…
After discussing the deal, Yang Yuanshan immediately walked up the mountain with Zhang Dabiao.
The last time I came to Shuishen Mountain, I captured Heyuan County.
Counting on my fingers, it was already several months ago.
Now that he is revisiting his old place, Yang Yuanshan still feels quite a bit.
Seeing that the caves where the loot was temporarily stored were now empty, he couldn't help but wonder to himself, should he find an opportunity to fill the caves with equipment again?
Thinking that there were now more than 3,000 little Japanese in Heyuan County, he felt that this idea seemed to be realized soon.
As long as 2,000 of the more than 3,000 little Japs are eliminated by his spy camp, won't the cave be filled with equipment rewarded by the system?
As I was wandering around, I suddenly heard a huge noise coming from the bottom of the mountain——
(End of chapter)
