When doing business with Hu Zhiyong, Zhukov saw his generous side. Stalin was very cunning, and only got back airplanes and tanks in exchange for the pictures of four advanced weapons. Hu Zhiyong sent Zhukov back to China and gave him a beautiful golden war horse before leaving.
"The Soviet Union needs food and vegetables!" Hu Zhiyong said goodbye to the Russian general he admired most, and hurriedly found his elder brother: "You plant most of the land into potatoes, peppers, and cabbage, and buy the food from surrounding counties."
Hu Zhigang was the most convinced by the words of the third brother. As a commissioner, he had a strange career. He did not expect that Hu Zhiyong would suddenly send troops to Chifeng. Hearing that Hou Dashun was rectifying the volunteer army, he smiled and said: "Third brother, my public security, police, and self-defense forces are all
These are new soldiers, can you let them join your army to get some exercise?"
Hu Zhiyong shook his head and gave him an idea: "After training, select capable personnel to serve as a military team behind enemy lines in surrounding counties. They mainly steal information, intelligence and kill traitors. When they become familiar with the atmosphere of the battlefield, I will let them participate in small
A sneak attack mission!"
"Military workers team behind enemy lines?" Hu Zhigang's eyes lit up: "What a great idea! It not only trains the team, but also gets useful intelligence. I will arrange it!"
Hu Zhiyong did not make too many appearances in Chifeng, nor did he meet with officials of the new government. He did not dare to stay any longer, so he hurriedly said goodbye to everyone and left the Ma'anshan station.
After rest and treatment, most of the volunteer soldiers recovered. Some older ones were assigned to government jobs, and others began to reorganize and train. Go behind enemy lines, pick up guns and fight the Japanese army! The volunteers trained hard during the day, and at night
He held the gun and refused to let go no matter what.
Hu Pengsheng didn't understand this strange phenomenon. With questions, he asked Su Yongmin.
"When they saw their weapons being taken away by Soviet troops in a truckload, the officers and soldiers hugged each other speechlessly, and even cried. Some officers and soldiers who were mentally disturbed because of disarming, broke away from the supervision of Soviet personnel and ran out shouting. They all
They were frozen to death in the severe cold of more than 40 degrees below zero. They didn't rest the whole night, and ran outside from time to time and shouted: "We want to go back, we want to fight the Japanese devils, we want to drive the Japanese out of the Northeast, we want to fight
Die on the battlefield!——]”
Su Yongmin talked about the tragic past with tears in his eyes, and looked at the sleeping soldiers talking in their sleep: "They are afraid, afraid of being handed over again, afraid of being guarded and treated as prisoners!"
"Insanity is a serious psychological trauma, which is also called a problem in the heart!" Hu Pengsheng hesitated: "Captain Su, according to our standards, these people can no longer serve as soldiers. But you are rebels. I hope that after psychological treatment,
Let’s make another assessment!”
Su Yongmin understood Hu Pengsheng's words and said sadly: "They are all very brave warriors. They are not afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice when fighting Japanese invaders, but they are tortured like this by neighboring countries!"
Hu Pengsheng was not sure about treating this kind of psychological trauma. Once something went wrong with the bloodthirsty soldiers, they might bring trouble to the stable Jinshan Town. But he refused to admit defeat and soon had a countermeasure.
Entering the third month of the Gregorian calendar, the earth revives and vegetation sprouts. The farmland is busy, and all soldiers are participating in the large-scale production movement of land reclamation. Seeing the soldiers and female soldiers digging the land, Hu Pengsheng said to the volunteers: "Do you dare to fight with them?
Let’s compete?”
"Dare!" These people are all farmers, miners, and hunters. They are all simple farmers who love working.
"Will the little brothers and sisters laugh at us if we open up the wasteland with guns?"
Hu Pengsheng asked with a smile, and everyone lowered their heads in embarrassment.
"Look at them, they put their guns on the ground and use tools to open up wasteland to help themselves. How about we compete with them?" Seeing that the volunteers had something going on in their hearts, Hu Pengsheng encouraged them by taking advantage of others.
"Let's compete!" Su Yongmin took the lead in replying: "Our men cannot let little girls compete!"
Su Yongmin's words ignited everyone's emotions. They gently put down their guns, picked up the prepared tools and walked to the fertile grass.
"Come on, volunteers!" the little girls took the opportunity to shout, using their clear soprano to encourage these suffering soldiers.
"Come on, artillery regiment!" Su Yongmin took the lead in responding. The volunteers all grinned and looked at this group of female soldiers in military uniforms.
The commander of the Sixth Route of the Anti-Japanese Volunteer Army was secretly rescued by a spider while being treated for an injury in Yantai. He walked out for a walk with the injury and saw the bustling production. He raised his arms and said: "I am Li Chunrun, and now I will be the referee.
, let’s see who can dig more land!”
"Do you dare to accept the challenge?" The female soldiers laughed playfully, staring at the volunteers with threatening eyes.
"Dare!" Wang Dayong stepped forward, raised the tool in his hand and shouted: "We are the masters, it is embarrassing to lose to the little girls!"
"Yes, we must defeat them!" Su Yongmin and Wang Dayong sang in harmony, which immediately boosted the morale of the volunteers. The two sides stopped talking, waved their arms vigorously, and began to reclaim wasteland.
Hu Pengsheng walked to Li Chunrun and sat on the ground, and asked gently: "How is Chief Li's recovery from his injury?"
"Don't call me sir, call me brother Li." Li Chunrun was thirty-two years old, exactly one year older than Hu Pengsheng. The two sat side by side. He sighed and said quietly: "If your troops hadn't rescued me, I would have already
He’s long dead!”
Li Chunrun, a native of Fengcheng, Liaoning Province. On April 21, 1932, Li Chunrun took office as the commander of the 6th Route Army of the Liaoning People's Self-Defense Army and was stationed in Xinbin. This brave commander would personally visit the front line in every battle and lead 3,000 officers and soldiers in bloody battles.
Xin Bin, unfortunately injured.
He had no choice but to go to Yantai for treatment and almost died in the rear hospital. Li Chaolan told Hu Zhiyong the news, and he sent the Blood Wolf Team to rescue him from Yantai, Shandong, back to Ma'anshan.
The wound was severely ulcerated, and Li Chunrun, who was dying, had no illusions about his hope of survival. It was the Japanese doctor captured by Hu Pengsheng who performed the operation and snatched him away from death.
Hu Zhiyong visited him in person before leaving and told him: "You are a flag. I hope you can regroup the volunteers and lead them to fight behind enemy lines!"
"Don't worry!" Li Chunrun said firmly: "As long as I still have breath, I will never put down my weapon!"
Before he fully recovered from his injuries, he was eager to see his subordinates. When he saw a team of more than 10,000 people, tears of excitement flowed from the corners of his eyes to his temples.
"They were wronged in the Soviet Union and have psychological problems. Commander Li, we cannot rush to the expedition and training, we must find ways to cure their symptoms!" Hu Pengsheng spoke in detail and reported the basic situation to the leader of the volunteer army.
Li Chunrun listened and said with a heavy expression: "We can distinguish three types. Those with no problems should be trained in advance, those with minor problems should be trained later, and those with serious problems should be treated slowly."
"No!" Hu Pengsheng pointed at the struggling volunteers: "If we separate now, the injuries will be serious and they will collapse soon! They are reluctant to leave their guns, and seeing others training with weapons will aggravate their condition."
Li Chunrun nodded: "Okay, when I recover from my injury, I want to see that they can fight!"
Hu Pengsheng chuckled: "I can't guarantee that!"
During the whole morning's work, the volunteers covered a lot more ground than the female artillery soldiers. The female soldiers were not convinced and puffed out their chests and shouted: "We will train long distance in the afternoon, do you dare to compare your foot strength with us?"
"Dare!" Wang Dayong, who was sweating profusely, took the lead in responding.
"Dare!" More than 10,000 volunteers spoke at the same time, their loud voices showing their mighty momentum.
Hu Pengsheng smiled: "These girls are good medicine for their injuries. Let's go to training in the afternoon!"
The Volunteer Army was divided into three regiments. Wang Dayong served as the commander of the first regiment, Su Yongmin served as the commander of the second regiment, and Li Chunrun served as the division commander and personally led the third regiment. The newly formed volunteer army all had a four-four structure. Four squads constituted a platoon.
Four platoons form a company.
The division headquarters has a guard battalion, as well as a reconnaissance company, a teaching company, and a cavalry company. Li Chunrun looked at his subordinates who were in good spirits and said with excitement: "We did not fall under the gunfire of the Japanese army, nor did we fall in the difficult situation.
This is a difficult foreign country. The volunteer army will not perish, and even the little devils will dream of us in their sleep! Comrades! The cruel environment has caused you psychological problems. Are we going to fall in front of our own cowardice?"
"Report, we are not cowardly!" a company commander shouted and raised his hands.
"Yes, we are not cowards!" the soldiers roared loudly, their faces flushed with excitement.
"Being afraid of leaving your gun is cowardly, not being able to take off your clothes to sleep is cowardly!" Li Chunrun excitedly pointed at the artillery regiment station: "You stink in front of girls, aren't you afraid of poisoning them?"
The soldiers looked at each other with shame on their faces. Li Chunrun struck while the iron was hot and shouted: "Participate in long-distance training in the afternoon. Soldiers who take a shower can participate, while those who don't take a shower stay behind to open up wasteland!"
"Bath, bath, bath!" the soldiers shouted several times, holding their spears high.
Hu Pengsheng watched from the side. He knew that this was only a short-term change. But he did not want to say more because it was difficult to predict how many volunteers who went to the enemy's rear would come back alive.
The volunteers used the 38 rifles made by the Japs and the Hanyang-made rifles used by the puppet troops. This was to facilitate their ammunition replenishment behind enemy lines. The grenades were captured from the Japanese army, and everyone had a lot of objections to this at first.
Li Chunrun explained to the soldiers: "We may die at any time behind enemy lines. Once the Japanese army obtains this weapon, I am afraid our country will be annihilated! The grievance is temporary, and we will use new weapons in the future."
While the Volunteer Army was reorganizing, the Blood Wolf Team was learning to fly some airplanes. The first batch selected were all highly educated and in the best health, totaling 120 people.
Watching the instructor's flight display, the soldiers couldn't help but exclaimed: "Americans' flying skills are so great!"
"No, no, no!" Walsh came over and said to the elites of the special operations team: "The third young master can fly better than us!"
"Young master can fly a plane?" Wen Liang was surprised: "Where did he learn it from? Los Angeles?"
Maier shook his head: "He knows more than our instructors, and his flying skills and speed are incomparable to ours."
"Strange!" Yongxiang was also puzzled: "The young master is only nineteen years old, but he can actually fly a plane?"