It took twenty horses Cheng Xiao to complete the gifts prepared for the military sub-district.

In order to come back as soon as possible, Wang Ping brought out the guard platoon with only more than 20 people and the same dissatisfied baggage.

Slow horses have the advantage of slow horses. Not to mention the speed, as long as they are roads that people can walk, I can basically walk them.

Therefore, under the cover of night, Wang Ping directly avoided the official road with Japanese patrols, and then walked into Lingqiu where the base was located!

When it was almost dawn, I finally entered the base area and met a group of districts stationed here!

As the unsupported main force of the military sub-district, in the just-concluded anti-encirclement and suppression search, a group of tough battles fought, but very few were seized and suffered heavy casualties.

In order to restore its strength, the Military Sub-district added a lot of equipment to the First Regiment, and even mortars and heavy machine guns that were usually regarded as treasures.

Ordinary warriors may not know where these equipment came from, but as the commander of the first regiment, Chen Zhengxiang knew very well. The equipment added to him by the military sub-district guard company was almost snatched from the Japanese. The fundamental reason why the guard company could grab so much equipment was that the guard company had a magical company commander, Wang Ping.

It can be said that the equipment played a crucial role in the fact that a group of people was able to recover so quickly after the war. Therefore, Chen Zhengxiang owed Wang Ping a huge favor from the bottom of his heart.

A few days ago, when Wang Ping brought more than 200 people from the Independent Battalion, why did he lose this favor? Although the ammunition was insufficient, Chen Zhengxiang still drew out thousands of bullets and planned to reinforce the Independent Battalion.

But Wang Ping finally refused. Of course, Chen Zhengxiang was not angry because Wang Ping's reason for rejection was very legitimate. As the main force of the military sub-district, the first regiment may have combat tasks at any time. Thousands of bullets are likely to determine the winner or lose a battle for the Eighth Route Army, which is short of guns and bullets!

So, Chen Zhengxiang finally took the bullet back quickly, but Chen Zhengxiang still kept this favor in mind and never forgot it.

Chen Zhengxiang, who was studying maps in the regiment headquarters, heard that Wang Ping was back, and he was in his own defense area. Without saying a word, he rushed over with the guards.

Seeing that the soldiers behind Wang Ping were all covered with 38-year-old covers and were equipped with two crooked handles. When they saw that the horses protected by these people were either tied with weapons or ammunition boxes, Chen Zhengxiang immediately thought that Wang Ping must have been in Laiyuancai with the Independent Battalion.

Especially when he saw the machine guns and boxes of bullets on the horse's back, Chen Zhengxiang's eyes shone directly, and he couldn't take them back for a long time. But he also knew that these things were sent to the headquarters by the independent battalion. Even if they could be divided into some of them in the end, it would be the headquarters to decide.

However, if Wang Ping can deliver so many good things to the headquarters, he must have a lot of inventory. Because the agreement on the sharing of spoils between Wang Ping and Commander is no longer a secret in the military region.

Thinking of this, Chen Zhengxiang walked directly to Wang Ping and sighed: "It seems that the Independent Battalion has made a fortune in Laiyuan. It has hundreds of rifles at one time, as well as so many machine guns, grenade launchers and bullets, which are enough to form the two battalions!"

Wang Ping couldn't see Chen Zhengxiang's thoughts.

I was wearing so much equipment to sway in the base area. In the eyes of these old revolutionaries, I was like a fat sheep, and everyone wanted to come up and take a bite.

Seeing that Chen Zhengxiang stared at the equipment on the horse's back for a long time before he took his eyes back, Wang Ping quickly explained: "Captain Chen, you are joking. He has a good luck in independent operation. He fought a few small battles in Laiyuan, seized some equipment, and then prepared to hand over some to the commander!"

"Xiaozhan, don't fool me. Our Eighth Route Army's intelligence system is not a vegetarian. As far as I know, the Japanese in Laiyuan City suffered a great loss during this period. Not only did they lose hundreds of people, but they even lost several strongholds!" After glaring at Wang Ping fiercely, Chen Zhengxiang asked with a smile on his face.

"By luck, it was the devils who underestimated the enemy, and then they were picked up by the independent camp!" Wang Ping quickly answered with a modest look on his face.

Chen Zhengxiang waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I don't take a single bullet for the equipment you brought back. These are all sent to the commander. I don't want to be scolded by the commander!"

When Wang Ping was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Chen Zhengxiang changed his tone and continued: "But I don't believe you didn't keep good things. There are basically no 38 blocks here, so you must have given yourself all the good things. I just formed a new recruit battalion with more than 300 people, only a vacancies, and they are all old sleeves eliminated by the main force. The rifle has been smoothed out, so there is no way to use them. If there are too many, you must at least solve the equipment of a company for your brother. If there is no 38 block, it's OK to be formal!"

There is no doubt that his inference has become reality. Chen Zhengxiang in front of him has already regarded himself as a fat sheep, a local tyrant, and now he is going to fight against the local tyrant.

Wang Ping wanted to refuse, after all, he still lacked weapons. But he swallowed it back as soon as the words came to his mouth.

Although the First Regiment is the main force of the military sub-district, the main force means that it has to bear many tough battles and cannot leave the base area casually to act on its own. The biggest disadvantage of tough battles is that they consume a lot, suffer a lot of casualties, and have small seizures. This means that in many cases, the first Regiment can only rely on superiors to solve the equipment and ammunition supply. However, in the Eighth Route Army, it is almost impossible to rely on superiors to solve the equipment and ammunition.

In this way, Chen Zhengxiang wanted to start the equipment of the newly organized battalion, and in the end he had to rely on himself, and it would take a long time. After all, the first regiment did not have the right to fight independently, and they had to stay in the base area at any time to ensure the safety of the base area.

Thinking of the pressure and difficulties Chen Zhengxiang faced, Wang Ping, especially when he saw Chen Zhengxiang staring at his hot eyes, Wang Ping, who was hesitant, finally agreed: "Okay, when I return to Laiyuan, I will draw 100 38 large covers for you, three crooked handles, three grenades come over, three large grenades are matched with one hundred bullets, and five hundred crooked handles are matched with twenty grenades each, and there will be no more!"

"Brother Wang, you will be my benefactor in the future and my brother of Chen Zhengxiang. If you have any questions in the future, I will definitely help you!" Chen Zhengxiang said excitedly.

I thought Wang Ping would be satisfied if he could give him some rifles, but he didn't expect that there would be crooked handles, grenade launchers, and so many ammunition. With these equipment, as long as he asked the military region for some, his new recruits would be fully filled, and Chen Zhengxiang would not be unhappy.

Wang Ping took out so many equipment at once, and he certainly regretted it. But as soon as he heard Chen Zhengxiang’s promise, the heartache expression on his face swept away, and a cunning smile flashed across the corner of his mouth, and then he said, “Captain Chen, there are really difficulties in the independent camp, and he needs the help of the main force!”

"From the establishment of the Independent Battalion, and the headquarters have drawn it, there are only more than 30 old Red Army soldiers. The proportion of the old Red Army is too small, which greatly affects the combat effectiveness of the troops. The different group is, the old Red Army has more than 500 people. Even after a series of expansions, the proportion of the old Red Army still reaches 30%, which is far higher than the proportion of the independent Battalion by less than 10%!"

"I hope Commander Chen can support the thirty old Red Army cadres of the Independent Battalion. If Commander Chen agrees, I will send another 10,000 more bullets to Commander Chen!"

"No, too many!" Chen Zhengxiang's eyelids jumped suddenly, and then subconsciously opposed it.

Chen Zhengxiang did not directly refuse Wang Ping and said that it was good news. The next thing he needed to do was bargain with Chen Zhengxiang.

In the end, for the 10,000 bullets promised by Wang Ping, Chen Zhengxiang paid twelve old Red Army soldiers, five squad leaders, three platoon leaders, and a total of twenty people.

"You kid is indeed cunning. You have taken advantage of the twenty old Red Army soldiers. With them in hand, you can pull out a company at any time!" Chen Zhengxiang said with a heartache.

Wang Ping smiled and said nothing, and his heart was as happy as the smile on his face.

With them, what Wang Ping wants to form is not a company, but a battalion!
Chapter completed!