plumnovel Chapter 55 Li Yunlong has arrived
Chapter 55 Li Yunlong has arrived
The village of Changning was filled with joy as the soldiers of the Eighth Company ate meat with the villagers, loudly recounting the day's battles and dreaming of life after driving out the Japanese invaders.
Yang Zheng, holding a bowl of steaming hot meat soup, took a small sip, feeling the warmth go straight to his heart.
Zhao Dahu, also carrying a bowl, walked over to him, took a bite of horse meat, and mumbled, "So delicious... It's a pity only one horse is injured!"
Yang Zheng: "………"
Even packhorses are very valuable to them. Although they cannot be ridden in battle, they are excellent draft animals for transporting supplies.
That son of a bitch, Zhao Dahu.
Ignoring him, he shouted loudly at Chen Xiaoquan, who had just finished registering the weapons, "Go quickly, Old Wang saved some for you!" As he spoke, he raised the bowl in his hand.
"Alright, Company Commander!"
After ladling a bowl of meat soup with a piece of horse meat in it, Chen Xiaoquan walked over to Yang Zheng's side and said while eating, "Company Commander, those Hanyang rifles have all been taken out separately, along with 200 sets of Japanese uniforms. As you instructed, they have been placed in another warehouse."
"Okay, remember, if the regimental commander comes, take him to that warehouse!" Yang Zheng nodded and gave the order.
Chen Xiaoquan and Zhao Dahu both nodded, indicating that they understood.
They were already aware that Li Yunlong might be coming.
That evening, the villagers ate and drank their fill and then dispersed.
Yang Zheng, along with Chen Xiaoquan and the other platoon leaders, conducted a post-battle debriefing and discussed the next phase of training.
The soldiers in the reconnaissance platoon were probably the hardest working. They rode away on horseback overnight, not only to investigate the movements of the Japanese in Xiyang, but also to find out the time when the Japanese were transporting supplies to the stronghold.
Their Eighth Company always had a shortage of food and had to get some from the Japanese.
After the meeting ended, Yang Zheng dismissed everyone and went to the military camp. After thinking for a moment, he began to summon his men.
First-class military camp
Training effectiveness improved by 10%.
Number of summonable warriors: 214/1000 (each warrior consumes 15 Soul Points and 150 Flesh Resources)
The upgrade requirements are: 740/1000 kills; 214/1000 summoned warriors.
After the upgrade, the training effect in the barracks is increased to 20%, and the number of summonable warriors is increased to 2000.
"Summon 100 warriors."
[Summoning successful. 1500 Soul Points and 15000 Flesh Resources consumed. 100 warriors will arrive at the camp within 48 hours. Please prepare to receive them.]
"call……"
Yang Zheng sighed. It wasn't that he didn't want to do the summoning, but he had to consider the food problem.
The food they have left is only enough to feed the 200-odd people in the Eighth Company for about 20 days. If they summon another 100 people, adding another 100 mouths to feed, they probably won't be able to last even 20 days.
If we summon all of them, we'll probably only have enough for about ten days, which is too tight. If there's even the slightest mistake, the whole company will go hungry.
Immediately afterward, Yang Zheng thought for a moment, then headed to the location of the barracks. He first checked the surrounding sentries, then stopped in front of the blacksmith's shop, took out a cigarette, lit it, and made a summons.
"Summoning 2 bullet production technicians."
[Summoning successful, 1000 Soul Points and 300 Flesh Resources consumed. 2 characters...]
"Summon 20 blacksmiths."
【call……】
Looking at his remaining balance: Soul Points: 1760, Flesh Resources: 31486, Gold: 45, Yang Zheng nodded.
Each bullet production technician can provide propellant and primer for 500 bullets; three technicians would provide 1500 bullets.
The extra 20 blacksmiths were there to assist in the production of cartridge cases and other processes.
Currently, as long as there are sufficient raw materials for bullet production, 1500 bullets can be produced every day.
And the raw materials…
"Commander, when will you arrive?" Yang Zheng muttered to himself, then turned and left.
He didn't even glance at the stables.
The summoned 10 horses have reached the level 1 cap, and the cost of one warhorse is equivalent to three warriors. Currently, he can't afford to play eight consecutive times.
Nothing happened that night, and the next day, October 16th, arrived.
Early in the morning, the soldiers had already begun their intensive training, and shouts of battle could be heard from time to time on the training ground.
The soldiers, armed with rifles and led by their officers, engaged in bayonet training, exuding a fierce aura.
After breakfast, under Yang Zheng's watchful eye, they took up wooden sticks and engaged in a group bayonet fight.
"Give me the hardest hit!"
"Remember, you are on a battlefield now, and the people opposite you are your enemies. Defeat them!"
Zhao Dahu and others patrolled outside the training ground while shouting loudly.
Soldiers would get injured from time to time; it was common for their chests to be bruised, and it was also not uncommon for them to break one or two ribs.
Yang Zheng did not stop him.
For him, shedding tears and getting injured during training was far better than bleeding on the battlefield.
What he didn't know was that a new situation had arisen at the village entrance at that moment.
"Squad leader, someone's here! They're on horseback!" said Xiao Wang, a sharp-eyed soldier, pointing to the dust rising in the distance.
The squad leader on duty squinted and looked over, only to see three riders galloping towards them at high speed. The riders were wearing gray uniforms of the Eighth Route Army.
He breathed a slight sigh of relief, but duty called on him to signal the two soldiers to remain on guard, while he himself took a few steps forward to meet them.
The three riders quickly approached. The leader was not tall, but extremely capable, with a rugged face, sharp eyes like an eagle, and skillful riding.
The two men behind him were a bodyguard and Sun Desheng, who had visited a few days earlier and left a deep impression on them!
"Halt! Password!" The squad leader stepped forward with his gun at the ready, blocking the road with neither servility nor arrogance.
The leader reined in his horse, sized up the sentry in front of him, then looked at the faint outline of the barracks in the distance and the shouts of battle coming from the training ground. A glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes.
He grinned, revealing a set of yellow teeth, and said in a booming voice, "Where did you get this password? I'm Li Yunlong, the commander of the New First Regiment! Go tell your company commander, Yang Zheng, that his commander has arrived!"
"Commander?!" The squad leader and two soldiers were stunned.
They had only been with the Eighth Company for a short time and had only heard of the name of Regiment Commander Li Yunlong, but had never met him in person.
The person in front of me... looks like a high-ranking official, but this is all too sudden, isn't it?
Sun Desheng spurred his horse forward and nodded to the squad leader: "Comrade, this is indeed Li Yunlong, the commander of our new First Regiment. Quickly inform Company Commander Yang."
Seeing that Sun Desheng had confirmed it, the squad leader didn't dare to delay and immediately whispered to Xiao Wang beside him, "Quickly report to the company commander that the regimental commander has arrived! Run there!"
"Yes!" Xiao Wang turned and ran, moving at lightning speed.
The squad leader then turned around, saluted Li Yunlong, and said respectfully but still vigilantly, "Reporting to the regimental commander! The first squad of the first platoon of the eighth company is on guard duty! Please wait a moment, commander; someone has already been sent to inform the company commander!"
Li Yunlong dismounted nimbly, tossed the reins to his guard Hu Zi, looked at the fairly composed squad leader with interest, glanced around, and nodded: "Hmm, not bad, you've got the hang of it. Your company commander has done a good job training you."
"Thank you, Commander!" the squad leader shouted back, but his eyes remained fixed on Li Yunlong and the others, as if he would immediately open fire if anything went wrong.
Li Yunlong found a large rock to sit on, took out his pipe, and while filling it with tobacco, asked, "Judging by your appearance, you must have served in the army for a few years. Which unit were you in?"
"Reporting to the regimental commander, I am from the 67th Army!"
"The 67th Army..."