798 The first person to cry for poverty on the Eighth Road—Kong Jie!
Facing the impotent rage of the little devil, Kong Jie behaved calmly.
If you, Shinozuka Yoshio, want Dafengzhuang, at worst I can just give it to you.
All personnel and materials have been evacuated long ago, leaving only the empty shell of Dafeng Village, those mud houses and stone walls, just for you little devil to vent your anger.
Anyway, we have this family background. If we go back and rebuild Dafeng Village under the banner of Kong Wuwan, all the materials needed will still have to be exported from the enemy's war zone.
The Japanese army's raid on Dafengzhuang can no longer be regarded as a routine raid.
It has even expanded to the level of raids.
The little Japs want to evacuate and leave from the boundaries of the Independence Regiment's base area, but that doesn't mean they have to leave.
As soon as the Japanese troops withdrew, Kong Jie passed the general headquarters and issued orders to various places.
"Notify every regiment, every battalion, every company, including the militia troops and local troops in contact, now that the main force of the Japanese army has withdrawn, no matter whether it is to eat meat or drink soup, now is the last chance.
After passing this village, there is no such shop."
After the order was issued, all the troops in the entire independent regiment base area were "boiling".
Everyone is waiting for Kong Jie’s final order to beat up the drowned dog!
The Japanese army launched a surprise attack this time. If the scattered troops wanted to evacuate one by one, they had to pass through a lot of mountainous areas, trails, woods, and slopes.
These places are the territory of militia forces in the outer guerrilla zones, as well as some local troops.
Therefore, during the retreat of the Guizishanchi Regiment and the Kawakami Regiment, they were often ambushed by militia troops and local troops along the way.
Especially some militia teams and local troops close to the independent regiment. Since they have been fighting with the independent regiment for a long time, even if they just follow behind and drink some soup, their weapons and equipment have been changed one after another.
Compared with the main combat group of the Eighth Route Army a year or two ago, I'm afraid it's even more concessions.
Coupled with the fact that the main forces of all parties in the Independent Group were in hot pursuit, the Japanese were only focused on withdrawing from the guerrilla zone of the Independent Group and had no intention of fighting.
In the ambush battles encountered along the way, the Japanese and puppet troops suffered constant casualties along the way.
Old Guizi Yamauchi and Kawakami howled in anger.
"These damn Tubal Road, when our troops fought with the main force of the independent group, they were nowhere to be seen. Now as soon as we retreat, they immediately entangled us. It is really annoying."
That's it.
After the Japanese army sent two regiments to attack Dafengzhuang in a surprise attack and sweep failed, the evacuation became a "big stage" for local troops and militia forces to take advantage of the situation.
As the Japanese retreated, comrades from the militia and local troops continued to harass them along the way.
When the Japanese and puppet troops finally arrived near towns, villages and some strongholds, they suffered the second wave of long-awaited ambush.
Just to sneak up on the little devil at the moment when he is most relaxed.
Various local troops, as well as some gathered militia troops, are all gathered together, and it is like sharing a big cake.
One bite for you, one bite for me, one bite here, one bite there.
Just like this, we bloodletted the Japanese and puppet troops bit by bit, and accumulated small victories and small captures again and again.
It turned into a final great victory and great capture.
The battle to beat the Japanese into the water lasted until the second day.
Thousands of puppet troops launched in response to the large-scale raids in Oita Toyo finally fled back to counties, towns, and strongholds, and were harassed by militiamen and local troops from all sides.
There were nearly a thousand casualties.
Local troops and militia forces took the opportunity to seize a considerable number of guns and ammunition.
At this point, Dafengzhuang’s second ambush finally came to a perfect end.
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A team headquarters.
The second ambush operation launched in Dafengzhuang was successfully completed.
As the host, Kong Jie, who also invited cadres at all levels and heads of regiments to come to the independent regiment to watch the battle, naturally had to show his loyalty as a landlord.
Therefore, Kong Jie invited cadres at all levels, including the brigade commander, back to the detachment headquarters.
Threat:
"There is no good food. We have to set an example. The troops are not allowed to drink. We just arrange a casual meal for everyone. It can also be regarded as the successful completion of the second ambush in Dafengzhuang. Let's celebrate together."
The face must be given to the old comrade Kong Jie.
Boss Kong deserves even more respect!
Without bragging.
At present, in the entire Taihang and Taiyue base areas, as for all cadres at the group level or above, he may dare to say that they have nothing to do with Boss Kong in the military.
But in terms of logistics supply for the army and business cooperation.
No group leader dares to say that he can’t get help from Boss Kong.
I didn’t look at the group next door because I cooperated with an independent group. Now I can eat meat every other meal?
According to rumors, the banks and banks opened by Boss Kong all borrowed money from Yan'an.
Return to the detachment headquarters.
After all the cadres were seated, Kong Jie enthusiastically held the teapot and personally poured tea for the regimental commanders and brigade commanders, and drank the fire tea brewed by the soldiers using dried honeysuckle.
Then I don’t know why the topic extended to Li Yunlong’s tank company and Ding Wei’s direct driving troops.
Kong Jie was full of praise for this:
"Old Ding, Old Li, if you two old comrades hadn't brought out your own ace troops to help this time, Dafengzhuang would have set up an ambush for the second time, and it would not have been so easy to deal with the Japanese raid.
The ace unit built by two old comrades can be said to be an eye-opener for everyone this time!
Just for this, I’ll drink tea instead of wine and give a toast to two old comrades!"
Ding Wei looked like I believe you, but he still picked up the teapot in his hand and bumped into Kong Jie.
Pretend, let me see how else can you pretend, Lao Kong?
Li Yunlong responded with a smile that had lasted for 180 days: "Haha, Lao Kong, what you said was too polite. If it hadn't been for the stage you set up in Dafengzhuang this time, how could I have done it?"
Where does the Second Regiment’s Tank Company shine?
So, you, Lao Kong, are the best at setting the stage."
Kong Jie laughed endlessly and continued to talk to each other. During this period, he kept praising Li Yunlong's tank troops.
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By the end of the compliment, even Li Yunlong, who always loved to brag and save face, felt a little embarrassed.
Then, the cooking team served the food.
Everyone thought that with the current family background of the Independent Regiment, they would win such a big victory this time and make a fortune.
Not to mention a table of good wine and good food, we still have to prepare ten or eight hard dishes and send away the cadres who came, right?
Who knows when the food is served, my dear, it’s a big pot of rice!
Each cadre had a bowl of rice and a bowl of vegetables, and that was all.
Li Yunlong turned over the vegetables in his bowl, but he couldn't find a piece of meat.
I have long heard that the food provided by the Independent Regiment is the best in the Eighth Route Army, and even the boss and brigade commander come here every two days to have a meal.
But now it seems that seeing is believing and hearing is believing!
The expressions on the faces of the cadres who were grabbing the food were wonderful... Just like when you go to a rich friend's house for dinner, even if it's delicacies, at least it has to be presentable!
How do you feel when someone brings out a few plates of rotten cabbage to entertain you?
The sense of gap is really too great.
Seeing that the emotions of the cadres seemed to have reached a critical point, some of them who were close to Kong Jie frowned and looked like they were about to speak.
Kong Jie immediately took the initiative.
With a displeased look on his face, he placed the kiln bowl in his hand heavily on the wooden table, making a snapping sound, which attracted all the attention of the cadres to himself.
Then he shouted and asked:
"How did this cooking team come about? This time so many old comrades came to our independent regiment as guests, even our old brigade commander was here.
In the end, we just made a big pot of rice, not even some meat dishes.
Is this even serious?"
All the regiment leaders were stunned, and even the brigade commander and political commissar were dumbfounded.
What do you mean, the meal in front of you was not arranged by Kong Jie yourself?
But we all wronged you Kong Jie?
At this time, a long sigh came from the corner of the room.
It seems to be mixed with a lot of sadness and helplessness.
Everyone's eyes turned to him, and it turned out to be Xu Guoan, the chief of staff of a team.
I saw Xu Guoan, who had always been solemn and steady, slowly opened his mouth and said:
"Old Kong, you have to understand this matter. It's not that our comrades in the cooking class mean to treat our cadres harshly.
Have you forgotten?
The original plan was to eat the grain and vegetables from our cooking class for another two months.
Just today, we have brought out vegetables and grains for nearly half a month to greet everyone.
If all this is done, the hundreds of comrades here at our detachment headquarters will probably be hungry every day!"
These words were spoken with sincerity, and the words were precise. Coupled with the serious look on Xu Guoan's face, his face did not look like he was lying.
Kong Jie looked very surprised at this moment, "No, Lao Xu, where is our food? Don't we still have a lot of food in stock?"
Yes!
Your independent group is developing so well, where did all the food go?
Not long ago, we intercepted three Japanese transportation lines!
All the cadres were almost muttering in their hearts.
Xu Guoan said helplessly: "Old Kong, you are so cool and unrestrained. You work as a hands-off shopkeeper all day long. You only care about military matters and don't worry about anything else.
During this period, our independent regiment had hoarded a lot of food. In addition, we recently intercepted several Japanese food trains and obtained a lot of military rations.
But you forgot?
How many people are there now in our base?
There are nearly ten thousand people in the main combat force alone, plus the migrant workers team, a large number of workers working in the base areas, and disaster victims pouring in from all over.
Even if this person only eats one kilogram of grain a day, he probably consumes a small amount of 100,000 kilograms a day.
You send some food to the group today, support the group tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow you bring a batch of food to the headquarters, giving money and food.
No matter how well we develop and no matter how rich our family background is, we can’t resist such a tossing method!”
Li Wenjie, the political commissar not far away, was relatively young among the cadres. He usually only told the truth, so he said:
"Captain, the second ambush at Dafengzhuang is a success.
Just to deal with the little devils and to restore the reputation of our Eighth Route Army, the number of people who have poured into Dafengzhuang is probably no less than 50,000!"
That’s 50,000 mouths to eat.
Think about it, even if one person has a mouthful of food, he can eat a mountain in the blink of an eye...
The leaders of each regiment, who were already struggling to maintain their one to two thousand teams, could not help but shudder when they thought of this situation.
Thinking again about the victory the Independent Regiment won in Dafengzhuang, and some of the seizures it obtained, it seems that it is just that.
Commander Kong, who seemed to have come back to his senses, began to look at the leaders of each regiment with a bitter look on his face.
"Old Feng..."
Captain Feng of the fifth regiment quickly buried his entire face in the rice bowl in front of him. He used chopsticks to pick it up and murmured: "It's delicious, it's so delicious. The food from the independent regiment is better!"
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"Old Cheng!"
Hearing this, Captain Cheng of the 772nd Regiment spent a lot of effort to swallow a mouthful of food that he almost choked on. He quickly shook his head and said: "Old Kong, don't count on me. My 772nd Regiment
There are also a lot of people who have accepted it, and they are almost too poor to take the blame."
"Old Xu!"
"Lao Kong, the situation of our 771st group is worse than that of the 772nd group... In this way, we just cooperated last time and helped your independent group sell the goods, and I don't want the balance payment. Is this settled?
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Kong Jie, who was carrying a large number of victims on his shoulders, no matter which group leader he looked at at this moment, all the group leaders subconsciously shuddered.
"Old brigadier——"
Kong Jie's voice made him sing, and finally he set his sights on the brigade commander.
The brigade commander didn't seem to hear. He turned to look at the political commissar on the side. He pulled the political commissar and walked out the door. "Political commissar, I remember what tasks the boss gave us two days ago. It hasn't been completed yet. This time.
Is it something?"
"Yes, yes—" the political commissar responded quickly.
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"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go back quickly!"
"Hey!"
"Hey, there are a lot of things in my regiment waiting for me to go back and deal with!" Captain Feng stood up and said after finishing the food in the bowl in a few mouthfuls and putting the last grain of rice into his mouth.
Then, it was like contracting the plague.
The other group leaders stood up one after another, made excuses, and walked out of the house without looking back.
The enthusiastic Commander Kong stood at the door and shouted: "Brigade Commander, Lao Xu, Lao Li...are you leaving now, don't you want to eat any more?"
"I'm full, I'm full, I'm full already!"
"Yes, the food is so delicious."
"Old Kong, don't give it away!"
After a few exchanges of pleasantries, the leaders of each regiment greeted Kong Jie one after another, and then left with the guards without looking back.
For a moment, Captain Kong seemed like a god of plague that everyone kept at a distance from.
Although everyone was vaguely aware that Lao Kong was deliberately calling him poor.
But no one dares to bet that if this old Kong follows what he says and asks one of your groups to help resettle a disaster victim of ten thousand or twenty thousand.
Who can bear it?
After all the regiment commanders, the brigade commander, and the political commissar all left the detachment headquarters, Commander Kong slowly withdrew his expression with a bitter look on his face, then returned to the room, opened the curtain, and stood at the door without changing his expression.
Said something:
"Lao Xu, Wenjie, these guests have left, let's continue eating!"
Xu Guoan smiled, his rich expression completely different from the previous solemn and steady appearance in front of the brigade commander and other cadres, "What are you going to eat?"
Kong Jie: "Yesterday, Lao Wang asked someone to buy two carps from the county. I just cooked them. They are braised and delicious!"
Li Wenjie: "Captain, I still like to eat sweet and sour food."
Kong Jie laughed and said: "Okay, let's eat sweet and sour food, whole pickled vegetables and pork, Mapo tofu, salt-baked peanuts... After all, we have won such a big victory, we have to celebrate ourselves, right?"
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The guard standing at the gate of the courtyard: "..."
Just like that, add wine, turn on the lights and start the feast again...
While eating delicious food, Kong Jie discussed with Xu Guoan and Li Wenjie how to use the influx of villagers from Dafengzhuang to continue to draw up a blueprint for demographic dividend...