The Eighth Route Army Headquarters called the National Army Headquarters again, but they said they knew nothing about the matter!
After hanging up the phone, the boss became even more convinced that this unit was not the National Army but the Eighth Route Army.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to find a hat of their Eighth Route Army on the battlefield.
But which army could this be?
Which army has planes? Is there an artillery regiment?
Now, on the eve of the Anti-Japanese War, a group of people who are short of all kinds of materials are wondering where to find planes.
The boss sighed heavily, "Damn, this is really evil..."
At this time, Heiyun Village was raging furiously.
Lin Zhong, who was sitting in the main seat of the hall, couldn't bear it anymore and kept tossing and turning for more than an hour.
"Zhang Dabiao, what the hell are you doing?"
"My pants are about to come out of your pants!" Lin Zhong said angrily.
Zhang Dabiao: “I can’t find my hat again!”
Lin Zhong: "..."
...
The first combat command room of the Shanxi-Sui Army in northwest Shanxi.
Yan Laoxi frowned.
"Planes, artillery regiments..."
"Yunfei, which army do you think the commander of the Eighth Route Army is talking about?" Yan Laoxi frowned.
Chu Yunfei came here to report on work and happened to meet him.
"Sir Yan, my subordinates believe it is the New First Brigade." Chu Yunfei said.
Yan Laoxi was startled and sat up straight.
"New Brigade!"
"That's right, sir. Last time Staff Officer Yang and I went to the New First Brigade, we did see that the New First Brigade not only built a tank wing, but also a fighter wing, and even a special operations force!"
Chu Yunfei still can't forget the last time he went to Heiyun Village.
Planes, tanks, artillery regiments...
This damn brigade, even a division probably doesn't have such a configuration!
Yan Laoxi glanced at Yang Cheng with a frown to express his dissatisfaction.
"Commander Yang, I didn't ask you to go there last time, so why is there no progress at all?"
Yang Cheng's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, "First seat, it's not that there's no progress, it's mainly because that guy Lin Zhong doesn't get in..."
"Ten thousand yuan went in without even farting. As for the position of deputy division commander, they didn't even consider it..."
"If you ask me, since this person can't get it, why not..." Yang Cheng said, making a gesture of wiping his neck.
After completing the action, he was immediately hostile to Chu Yunfei.
"Commander Yang, Lin Zhong is a hero of the Anti-Japanese War and the pillar of China, how could he have such a villainous heart!"
Yan Laoxi also nodded.
Seeing this, Staff Officer Yang lowered his head and said, "My subordinate made a mistake."
Yan Laoxi paused, "If you want to replace Lin Zhong with a deputy division commander, have you been kicked in the head by a pig?"
Yang Cheng didn't dare to speak. Didn't you say you were the deputy commander of the supreme division?
"You said that Lin Zhong is a person who doesn't know how to live well?"
"Yes, the first one."
"It's impossible. Human beings have weaknesses."
"You should think about it after you go back. You must win over Lin Zhong. You must!"
"Did you hear that?" Yan Laoxi's deep voice exuded amazing momentum.
"It's the first..."
...
Black Cloud Village.
At noon, Lin Zhong was training with the soldiers.
Twenty kilometers of off-roading around the mountains!
"Fuck it all for me!"
"The fastest one thousand people will give you stew for lunch!" Lin Zhong shouted from behind.
As soon as he finished speaking, they all rushed forward as if they had been injected with chicken blood!
In this era, it is impossible to imagine how tempting a meal of meat is to them.
"Zhang Dabiao!"
"have!"
"How many new people have been recruited?" Lin Zhong asked.
"Report to the brigade commander to recruit 1,600 new troops!" Zhang Dabiao replied as he ran.
Lin Zhong had a bit of dissatisfaction on his face, sixteen hundred people.
"Why just that little?"
"I gave you more than 500 bags of flour to recruit so many people?"
Zhang Dabiao scratched his head, "It's not the brigade commander, it's the nearby villages and towns that can recruit almost everyone."
"You can recruit people in cities and towns, but flour there doesn't play much role at all. Some people don't recognize it at all..."
Lin Zhong thought about it and it was true. It would be much more difficult for the spoiled people in the town to become soldiers than in the village.
"In this way, tomorrow I will take someone to drive a truck and bring flour to me fifty miles away to collect!"
"The more the merrier!"
"I want someone!"
I am not afraid that the quality of the new ones will be poor. With him practicing, there will definitely be no problems.
"It's the brigade commander!"
"Go and get a thousand bags of flour from the warehouse. Go now!"
