In addition to the directly subordinate cavalry company, machine gun company, artillery company, heavy machine gun company, sword special detachment, engineer platoon and guard platoon, the new regiment is directly under the command of the regiment.
The three main battalions all have a three-three system. The three battalions have a total of 9 companies, 27 platoons, and 81 squads.
The first battalion and the first company already have one submachine gun on hand, and the first company has 9 squads, 81 minus 9, that is, there are still 72 squads not equipped with submachine guns.
Li Yunlong plans to distribute the 50 newly added submachine guns to the squad level for use by the squad leader.
Of course, there are still 22 squads that cannot be assigned submachine guns, but this is not a big problem because the number of machine guns in the new regiment is now saturated.
It is completely possible to have one light machine gun per squad, and the firepower level of the squad platoon can be raised immediately.
In an infantry squad, the squad leader and deputy squad leader serve as commanders, and the remaining people are divided into machine gunners, ammunition carriers, riflemen, and some squads also have grenadiers.
When it is necessary to concentrate firepower, all submachine guns and light machine guns can be quickly assembled.
In terms of firearms firepower alone, the New Regiment has surpassed the second-rate Japanese infantry regiment. As for the individual quality of the soldiers, the New Regiment soldiers still have a lot of room for improvement.
When 20 machine guns are equipped and 500,000 rounds of ammunition are in place, Li Yunlong is confident that he can fight head-on with the Japanese elite infantry unit.
The next day, when the appointed time came, Li Yunlong took 200 military horses and 10 mule carts to the old place to wait early.
Chen Feng did not come forward. He left Yan Shuangying solely responsible for the handover.
A flight formation of 5 transport planes and 5 fighter jets passed overhead, and then large and small airdrops fell like dumplings with parachutes.
Li Yunlong looked at the machine guns that landed one after another. The smile on his face was full of expectation, and the corners of his mouth were raised.
Zhang Dabiao and the veterans involved in the transportation were all grinning.
Judging from the number of airdrops, this time is better than any before.
Those 20 machine guns that can freely fall with parachutes are extremely eye-catching. Most soldiers have not seen them fight the little Japanese, but almost all of them have seen them tear up the little Japanese's corpse.
"Hahaha..." When all the airdrops landed, Commander Li walked towards the machine gun with a cheerful smile.
The one closest to him is a twin-mounted Oerlikon 20mm machine gun, with two barrels in one base. With a slight press of the iron, two shells will be fired out and hit the same place at almost the same time, doubling the power.
"My dear, I have 20 machine guns. Commander, we are now rich again!"
As Li Yunlong's number one confidant, Zhang Dabiao followed closely behind him, laughing loudly and wantonly.
Li Yunlong lamented: "There are just a few 20mm shells, only 4,800 rounds this time."
But then I thought about it, Chen Feng reimbursed him for the 20mm shells he consumed in battle and training last time, wiped out the fraction, and gave him 200 more 20mm shells.
In total, there are 10,000 rounds of artillery shells. There are 24 machine guns in total, and each machine gun can receive more than 400 rounds.
enough!
After doing the math, Li Yunlong's mood instantly improved again.
"Da Biao." Li Yunlong said, "When the weapons and ammunition are transported back to Yangcun, you take a dozen soldiers and hide 5 of the machine guns and 100,000 rounds of ammunition for me."
Li Yunlong recently set up a secret warehouse, and even Zhao Gang didn't know about it.
The brigade commander's intelligence work was so good that Li Yunlong had to hide his skills.
"Understood, Captain, don't worry about me doing the work!"
Zhang Dabiao understood immediately and said with a raised corner of his mouth.
Li Yunlong commanded the troops to carry most of the weapons and ammunition on the military horses.
Five more machine guns and 100,000 rounds of ammunition were separated, loaded on mule carts, covered with parachutes, and prepared to be transported to a secret warehouse.
After everything was finished, Li Yunlong cast a hidden look at Zhang Dabiao.
Zhang Dabiao understood immediately and nodded to express his understanding.
"Go back to Yangcun!" Li Yunlong waved his hand, and the soldiers led the army horses towards Yangcun, and the transport team formed a long queue.
Zhang Dabiao deliberately lagged behind the transport horse team by several hundred meters, hanging far behind.
More than half an hour later, they were drying grain in Yangcun.
Li Yunlong pointed to the weapons and ammunition that had not been unloaded from the military horse and said to Zhao Gang.
"How about Political Commissar Zhao?"
"As soon as we, Lao Li, took action, we got 15 machine guns, 400,000 rounds of ammunition, and more than 5,000 rounds of 20mm artillery shells."
Zhao Gang's face could not suppress the joy: "Old Li, we have made a fortune!"
Li Yunlong said: "You, the political commissar, have worked hard to get millions of kilograms of food for our regiment."
"Where can I get millions of catties of grain?" Zhao Gang said, "You, Li Yunlong, want to see how much I, Zhao Gang, are worth, so you can cut it off and take it to the Japanese in exchange for grain."
"How much is your head worth?" Li Yunlong said disgustedly, "I heard that Yoshio Shinozuka priced my head at 100,000 oceans."
After a pause, Li Yunlong said: "Old Zhao, please help me add up the total. We have a lot of weapons and ammunition in storage this time. What should we do without attracting the brigade commander's attention?"
"I don't know." Zhao Gang said, "Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you. Your selfish thinking really needs to be changed. From tomorrow... no, starting from today, I will give you two political lessons every day! "
"It's not interesting for you to be a political commissar." Li Yunlong said with disgust.
As soon as he finished speaking, guard Huang Erhu trotted over and gave a military salute: "Report to the regimental commander, the brigade commander asked you to answer the phone!"
"Holy crap!" Li Yunlong was frightened, "The brigade commander called so soon?"
"It stands to reason that it shouldn't be right? We have just brought back weapons and ammunition, and the brigade commander knows so soon?"
"How did he know so quickly?"
"Old Li, go answer the phone quickly. Don't keep the brigade commander waiting." Zhao Gang said, holding back a smile, "You can't hide if you want to."
"Old Zhao, go answer the call from the brigade commander." Li Yunlong said, "Just tell the brigade commander that Li Yunlong is out. If the brigade commander asks you about weapons and equipment, just pretend not to know."
"I won't answer," Zhao Gang said, "in case I say something wrong and let the brigade commander use up all the weapons and ammunition today."
Li Yunlong thought about it. The brigade commander reached out for equipment. With Zhao Gang's character, he would definitely give the brigade commander as much as he asked for.
In desperation, Li Yunlong had no choice but to walk quickly to the regiment headquarters, and Zhao Gang quickly followed.
Walking into the inner room, he saw that the phone on the table had been connected. Li Yunlong picked it up and put it to his ear, saying, "Hey, Brigadier."
The brigade commander's business came from the other end of the phone.
"Li Yunlong, you can do it, you made another fortune quietly!"
Hearing this, Li Yunlong's face turned bitter. Damn it, the brigade commander really knew.
What idiot is making a labor report again?
Li Yunlong said with a sad face: "Brigadier, others say that your intelligence work is as good as fighting. I didn't believe it before, but today I have seen it. Brigadier, your intelligence work is too good. I just brought the things back here. You received the news right away and called me, brigade commander, I’m convinced, it’s really brigade commander.”
386 Brigade Headquarters.
The brigade commander was stunned when he heard Li Yunlong's words.
He quickly held the microphone with his hand and turned to look at Deputy Brigadier Han who was listening.
The brigade commander really didn't know that Li Yunlong made a fortune today. He only heard that Li Yunlong received another batch of weapons and equipment yesterday, but the amount was not very large.
In addition, Li Yunlong just handed over 350 military horses and equipment for a basic regiment yesterday, as well as 200,000 rounds of ammunition.
Therefore, the brigade commander really didn't want to hit Li Yunlong's Qiufeng today. He made this call today simply to ask how much weapons and equipment Li Yunlong received yesterday.
Otherwise, the first sentence the brigade commander would say to Li Yunlong would be, Li Yunlong, congratulations on getting rich.
The brigade commander also didn't expect that Li Yunlong would take the initiative to blow himself up.
Deputy Brigadier Han said hurriedly: "Brigadier, this guy must have gotten rich again. Hurry up and defraud him."
The brigade commander let go of the receiver, put the phone back to his ear, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I just received the news. Tell me honestly, how many weapons and equipment have you put into storage today?"
Since you kid took the initiative to blow yourself up, don't blame me for beating you up.
Li Yunlong's face turned bitter: "Not much, just 15 20mm machine guns, more than 5,000 20mm machine shells, and 400,000 rounds of ammunition."
On the other end of the phone, the brigade commander and deputy brigade commander Han's eyes widened when they heard the number reported by Li Yunlong.
Li Yunlong even faintly heard the sound of breathing cold air on the phone.
The brigade commander's voice gradually rose, and his tone was a little excited: "Li Yunlong, what did you just say? 15 machine guns, 400,000 rounds of ammunition?"
Li Yunlong sighed.
"Oh, Brigadier, what are you pretending to be?"
"Didn't you already know that?"
"Just tell me how much you want. We, Mr. Li, still have some spare machine guns and bullets. It's not a big deal to support the brigade headquarters."
How did the brigade commander know how much weapons and ammunition Li Yunlong had received?
The brigade commander asked again: "Yesterday, I heard that your boy also received a batch of weapons and ammunition yesterday. Tell me honestly, how much did you receive yesterday?"
Li Yunlong said.
"It wasn't much yesterday, just 100 submachine guns, 30 light machine guns, and 300,000 rounds of bullets."
"By the way, I also asked the deputy chief of staff to rob 50 submachine guns and 50,000 rounds of submachine gun ammunition."
The brigade commander laughed loudly on the phone and said: "Li Yunlong, it seems I want to congratulate you on getting rich again, hahaha!"
"What's the point of getting rich? Those who are poor will soon..." Li Yunlong said, "Commander, look, you're here again. If you want to rob, just tell us how much you want."
"You're on the way," the brigade commander laughed. "I won't ask you for more. You just need to send me 12 machine guns, 3,000 rounds of 20mm shells and 400,000 rounds of ammunition to the brigade headquarters." .”
"The first level of the official rank kills people. Okay, I admit it, brigade commander." Li Yunlong had no choice but to say.
After hanging up the phone, Li Yunlong glanced at Zhao Gang who was listening.
Suddenly, Li Yunlong frowned and said in surprise: "Old Zhao, why do I feel something is wrong? Brigadier, he seems to be defrauding me?"
"You only realized it now?" Zhao Gang laughed, "Obviously, the brigade commander doesn't know anything about the storage of our weapons and ammunition today. The brigade commander is just deceiving you."
"This is all your own fault. The brigade commander hasn't asked you yet. Who told you to admit it as soon as you came up?"
"Fuck you!" Li Yunlong suddenly said depressedly, "What a sin!"
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
