Qingmuchuan Town is a mountain town on the edge of HZ City, located at the junction of the three provinces of Shaanxi, Gansu and Sichuan. It is said that Changshan Zhao Zilong once trained troops here.
The mountains are not too high, but there are enough.
4,500 recruits were gathered and stood in a ravine. Tang Dao stood on a huge rock and made countless recruits willing to die, "Our choice!"
"When I first joined the army, I heard a general say this: In war, there is no defeat or victory, only survival!
It wasn't until much later, when I survived a battlefield filled with bullets and bullets, that I truly understood the meaning of this sentence. Only the living can taste victory or defeat!
But much later, when I saw my comrades fall one by one and saw my compatriots being massacred by the Japanese invaders, I thought that it didn’t matter whether I lived or not. What mattered was whether I could kill them before they fell.
A beast!
Originally, I thought that you new recruits would have at least 20 days before you could enter the battlefield and truly feel the cruelty of war, but unfortunately, the Japanese invaders did not give you such an opportunity."
Tang Dao pointed far to the northwest, with a cold expression on his face.
“There, in Tongguan, which once defended itself against the invasion of nomads, the Japanese army was gathering heavy troops, preparing to invade our Guanzhong Plain in one fell swoop!
Maybe you don’t know what the Guanzhong Plain is, so let me tell you now, the land you are standing on now is it!
Look behind you, once the Japanese invaders invade Guanzhong, who will face the Japanese invaders directly?"
The recruits looked back blankly and saw the rolling mountains in northern Sichuan. No matter how stupid they were, they could instantly understand what Tang Dao meant.
Without the barrier of the Guanzhong Plain, their hometown would face the Japanese artillery and machine guns.
"I have parents and a wife who love me. If I could, I would choose to live. And if our parents and sisters are threatened with life, then not living is also my choice!"
Tang Dao's tone was calm, even when he talked about death, he was calm and calm.
"There are two paths before us. One: We can choose to continue to implement the previous military order, transport this batch of materials to the front line, and turn a blind eye to the danger in the Guanzhong Plain! Two: Go to the Tongguan battlefield and block the Japanese army with our flesh and blood.
aircraft and artillery, the probability of death in battle is higher than 70%!"
The expressions of the new recruits were a little dull!
Obviously, for them who have never been on the battlefield, it is really difficult to make a choice of life or death at such a time.
In other words, before going through the test of blood and fire, they don’t understand what real life and death are!
"So now, I need you to make a choice, either go back to your hometown with your tail between your legs, reunite as a family and wait for the Japanese invaders to arrive, and then kill everyone like pigs and sheep; or, come with me and fight for my parents, wife and children
, go to hell!”
Tang Dao looked at the recruits in front of him with bright eyes, and his voice suddenly became louder, echoing in the mountains.
"Sir, I'll go with you!" A veteran instructor looked back at the still dull queue, puffed his cheeks, and took a fierce step forward.
"Sir, I'm going!" Another veteran took a step forward.
More and more Sichuan Army veterans are stepping forward.
These veterans all experienced the Battle of Songhu or the Battle of Jinling. Because the front line was in urgent need of new recruits, the divisions were transferred back to various counties in Sichuan Province to train new recruits. They may not be the best in terms of technology and tactics, but they have experienced
After the test of fire, his character far surpassed that of the new recruits.
They knew very well that although Chief Tang had hinted that soldiers who did not want to go to Tongguan could return to their hometowns, not to mention that if they just went back, they would be stabbed in the back by the elders in their hometowns. Sichuan Province was already in a wartime state. If they were caught, they would know
I'm afraid deserters will be killed on the spot without even being tried. If you die on the battlefield, you can get some pension, but if you are killed as a deserter, your death will be in vain.
Going forward is death, retreating is also death, it is better to give it a try!
"He's an idiot. Brother Pao never shows off. The superiors and instructors dare to go. Why don't you dare? If I go, the worst I can do is to be a good man again in eighteen years' time!" Finally, there are new recruits!
Unable to bear this huge pressure, he shouted loudly and almost ferociously to encourage himself, while striding out.
Someone took the lead, and more and more recruits took a step forward. Even those who were timid could only bite the bullet and follow their enthusiastic comrades.
The recruits took a few minutes to make their own choices, whether they were willing or unwilling.
"Okay! The number of new troops leaving Sichuan this time is 4,500. Six people were killed and 18 wounded in the suppression of bandits during the march. There are still 4,476 combat-effective soldiers in the entire army.
Based on the original recruit class, there are fifteen people in each class, and those who are insufficient are transferred from the cooking company to make up for it, forming 285 combat classes.
The three squads constitute one platoon and the three platoons constitute one company. The company platoon leader is a former instructor from each unit, and is organized into 30 infantry companies. The remaining 15 infantry squads are the guard companies of the new regiment.
I am the commander of the new regiment, Lieutenant Lu Sanjiang is the deputy commander and leads the guard company, Sergeant Mingxin is the tactical instructor of each company, and Second Lieutenant Long Yan leads the 28th, 29th, 30th Infantry Companies and 450 packhorses as the heavy camp of our regiment.
, carrying the entire regiment's heavy equipment, ammunition and five-day rations.
Corporal Xia Dayu is the regiment communications officer, and the 27th company is our new regiment communications company, responsible for conveying my military orders!
The list of candidates for each company and platoon leader is at Lieutenant Lu Sanjiang. You will be given one hour to assemble. After one hour, except for each individual soldier's equipment, the rest of the materials will be stored on site and handed over to the town officials. The whole army will march quickly.
Tongguan!"
After Tang Dao finished speaking, he jumped off the boulder and left first, leaving all the rest of the work to Lu Sanjiang, a young army lieutenant.
Poor Lieutenant Lu's head was so big at that time.
You know, a year ago he was just a soldier in a cavalry company. After fighting for a year, he was promoted from an army private to an army lieutenant. He has grown rapidly, but at most he has commanded 30 people.
But now, he has to command 4,500 troops. He really doesn't want to be the deputy commander of this new regiment.
"The scene at that time" The Sichuan Army soldiers who had the chance to survive after the Great Patriotic War recalled that afternoon, and the corners of their mouths all curled up slightly.
"What a mess!"
Because time was urgent, Tang Dao had no choice but to appoint veterans he was familiar with as company and platoon commanders. Naturally, all the infantry squads under them were not designated. The appointed company and platoon commanders were in order to find what they needed.
The nine infantry squads were almost like catching young men. As long as they saw the familiar squad leader of the recruits, they would pick them up and leave.
The entire valley, for the first half hour, was like a noisy vegetable market.
"They are not cannon fodder, who the hell is cannon fodder?" Lu Sanjiang, who was sitting on the stone, looked at the messy scene, his eyes full of despair.
Even Mingxin, who was determined to fight, clenched his fists and began to doubt whether his suggestion was wrong.
Really, it doesn't matter if you haven't seen the Four Elements Regiment with strict military discipline, but the key is that you have seen it Mingxin. In contrast, using the word "rabble" to describe this group of recruits is simply an insult to the word "rabble".
They should be scum!
But this is what the Sichuan Army soldiers are most proud of!
It was these scumbags who had never seen anything before, but they beat the Japanese on the battlefield and won a victory that shocked the people of the country!
To be honest, when they saw this messy scene, no one thought what they could do in this 'garbage dump'. There was a high probability that they would die on the battlefield they had just heard the name of.
But history, this weird old man, always creates surprises for mankind in the gaps that show the cruelty of the years!
The surprise of being named the ‘Sichuan Army New Regiment’ after the war was revealed after this chaotic hour!
Tang Dao left all the affairs of the new regiment to Lu Sanjiang, and of course he did not go to sleep alone.
He first wanted to see the mayor of Qingmuchuan Town, who was already older than his uncle, who had hurriedly arrived.
Really, when Tang Dao saw the old mayor with white hair and beard trying to hear clearly that he had worked very hard to amplify his voice to explain the storage of supplies, Tang Dao himself felt that the food he had spent a lot of effort to transport was going to be ruined.
.
I'm afraid the people in this small town have some serious illness. It would be fatal to have an old man in his seventies as mayor, who is deaf, blind, and slow to react!
"What? This is frontline military supplies, and they need to be temporarily stored in our town?" The old man finally heard clearly, and his chest thumped loudly. "Then if you have any problems, leave them to me. If anything happens, you will be fined.
head of!"
Really, there is no age difference when it comes to planting flags. The main reason is that Tang Dao is worried that the boastful old man will break his sternum.
Sure enough, when he saw hundreds of carts, nearly 2,000 pack horses and loads of supplies, the eyes of the old mayor with a snow-white goatee almost popped out of his head and he circled around the mountain before returning.
Eye socket.
The Guanzhong Plain is fertile, but that refers to the plain area and does not include mountainous towns like Qingmuchuan!
Along the way, this small town has mostly dry land and few paddy fields. Dryland crops such as sorghum and corn originally have a mediocre taste and low yield, and the local economy is in dire straits.
Moreover, Guanzhong is the logistics base of the Second War Zone. Since last year, the grains submitted by farmers have increased by 30% on the previous basis. Even if they have not experienced the war, it is good for the farmers to be able to barely fill their bellies.
The old mayor probably has never seen so much food and carts with packhorses in his life. It's good that his eyes can stay where they are.
"I can pay your town 50,000 kilograms of grain as a reward, and the feed for more than 2,000 pack horses will also be paid for from military supplies!" Tang Dao didn't want to embarrass the old man too much, he already had a plan.
"That won't work!" The old man shook his head like a rattle.
Xia Dayu's still green face showed anger.
During this year of following the commander, the former Songjiang boy saw a lot of persistence among his comrades. The soldiers and civilians were united in the fight against Japan. He rarely saw such a 'greedy' face. He stored some supplies to help raise 2,000 horses, but he actually felt that 50,000
Even the reward of kilograms of grain is not enough.
"Sir, you also said that this is frontline military supplies, which are used by the soldiers of the Anti-Japanese War to kill the enemy. How can we use even one cent?" The old man shook his head but was very impassioned.
"On behalf of the 8,000 young and old people in our town, I promise you, sir, that when you come back to get it, there won't be a grain of grain missing, and the horses won't lose a pound or two of fat!"
Seeing the old man running all the way back to call for someone, Tang Dao could only believe him.
Tongguan is a full 900 miles away from where he is. The entire army is marching at full speed with light equipment, and there are pack horses to help transport heavy weapons and food supplies. The highest speed can only guarantee 120 miles per day, which will take more than a week. If these hundreds of thousands of people are dragged
It would take at least 12 days to get a kilogram of grain to Tongguan. Even if the support team failed to fight, it would end up costing people thousands of miles.
But what Tang Dao didn't expect was that this dim-eyed old man with a goatee actually did everything he promised.
When the four-pronged team crossed the Yellow River to receive this batch of supplies, there was really not much food missing. Although some of the food bags were damaged, they were obviously the work of rats.
In order to prevent rats from stealing food, the old man actually collected thirty cats from the whole town and personally took charge of the night patrol of the large open-air granary.
According to a report sent to Tang Dao by Master Zhuang who personally led the team, the old mayor Goateehu watched them accept the supplies and sign the receipt, and then suddenly passed away that night.
Guarding these hundreds of thousands of kilograms of grain and feeding these 2,000 draft horses consumed the old man's already scant life in advance.
As for where the huge expenses of more than 2,000 packhorses requiring beans, 4,000 kilograms of corn husks, and tens of thousands of kilograms of various fodders came from in one day, the deceased old man kept silent, and it almost became a mystery.
It was not until many years later that a regular army suppressed the bandits, and a small leader who was captured alive said that in order to protect important military supplies in the Chuchuan Anti-Japanese War, the brothers in the village saved more than 10,000 kilograms and donated more than 10,000 kilograms to the old man in the town.
Mao rice.
The mystery was finally revealed.
It turned out that this old man, who had been the mayor of the town for thirty years, knew that the town alone could not solve the problem, so he actually took the risk of being used as a meat ticket and went to find the mountain people who were entrenched in the mountains and lived by robbing their homes.
The kings raised food.
As a result, the ferocious "mountain kings" were really persuaded by this old man who was not afraid of death. In less than a week, they raised nearly 60,000 kilograms of coarse grains, which provided enough food for the pack horses for more than ten days.
As for the horse materials, naturally all the people in this small town with a permanent population of less than 1,000 people went into battle, those who herded the horses, those who cut the grass, and when it was cold at night, they even used their own clothes to keep the pack horses warm.
More than 2,000 draft horses were raised fat and strong in less than 20 days.
"Incorporate this story into the propaganda team's drama so that all officers and soldiers in the regiment know that this is what the people want and it is worth it for us to fight for them!" After hearing Zhuang Shisan's report, Tang Dao fell silent for a while.
He spoke after a while.
Tang Dao always thought that he already understood the people of this era very well, but this incident made him feel more clearly that the army and the people are just like fish and water!
After finding local people to be responsible for handing over supplies such as food and packhorses, Tang Dao was busy reporting the replenishment of ordnance and equipment to the theater headquarters.
He now has half of the infantry regiment's equipment, but that doesn't mean that the stingy old man can spend nothing. If he wants the horse to run but also wants the horse to not eat grass, Tang Tuanzuo will never understand.
If he remembered correctly, part of the stingy old man's Yuancheng Arsenal was relocated to Shaanxi Province, and at least one-fifth of the previous production capacity was still there.
The weapons and ammunition he wanted were just a drop in the bucket.
"This bastard really wants to take the opportunity to extort money, extort money, no, it's robbery!" The stingy old man who received the telegram almost reached the entrance of the alley with his curses.
"Brother, what did Tang Dao want to make you so angry?" The fifth sister looked at the furious old stingy man, feeling both amused and curious.
It seems that since Tang Dao came to North China, her cousin's head has become brighter and brighter.
He would pat his head no matter who made him happy, and scratch his head if he was angry!
No one can match his ability to keep his hands on his head.
"See for yourself, what are you saying about that bastard? You know, he is leading a new regiment with only more than 4,000 people. If you don't know, just looking at this list, you would think that this bastard has been promoted to lieutenant general and division commander!" The stingy old man said
Angrily, he threw a message to his cousin.
"3,000 Jin-made rifles, 300 imitation Czech light machine guns, 90 Maxim heavy machine guns, 300 imitation Japanese grenade launchers, 60 82 mortars, 500,000 rounds of various machine rifle bullets, and 9,000 rounds of grenades
, 3,000 rounds of artillery shells, 4,500 sets of individual equipment such as steel helmets, and an advance payment of 150,000 yuan for three months of military pay!"
The fifth girl, who was reading the message softly, also had her almond-shaped eyes widened.
He couldn't blame his cousin for losing his temper. As far as the list of weapons Tang Dao wanted, even the direct troops he regarded as his favorite, the equipment of an infantry division was no more than this.
Also, 60 82 mortars. Just those new recruits. Do you know how to use mortars? This is obviously a robbery of stupid boys!
"Brother, Tang Dao always likes to pay huge prices and pay back on the spot! According to this list, just give him one-third, and he should be satisfied." Wu Meizi suppressed a smile and suggested.
"If he is really unhappy, then he can send manpower from Zhongtiao Mountain to support Tongguan. Why, without him, the Tang Butcher won't be able to eat mixed-haired pigs?"
"Hey! You still underestimate that bastard too much.
The Japanese used four divisions and one mixed brigade this time, with a total of 130,000 troops to suppress our southern Shanxi. Our 180,000 troops relied on the geographical dangers and natural dangers to match them. Let alone 5,000 troops, it was an infantry regiment of 2,000 troops.
It's all difficult. As for the Taihang Mountains, even if it can be used, it will take at least 10 days to get there, and the day lilies are already cold.
I can ignore that idiot in the 10th War Zone because he is useless. Even if he gives the order, I can only think that it is too late to save him and there is nothing I can do about it. But Guanzhong is the last retreat for our Jinsui Army and I have to save him!
I will definitely give this bastard what he wants, and his mouth must be very tough!" The stingy old man sighed heavily.
"Then give half?" Fifth Sister could only persuade her gently.
"Since you want to give it, just be generous and give it all to him!" The stingy old man's whole face was shaking with distress.
"However, if we win everything, it's easy to say. If we don't win, then I, the commander of the theater, will have to settle the score later."
"With the help of such sophisticated ordnance, commander, please rest assured. Wherever the new regiment goes, the Japanese invaders will lead them! What a bullshit the third division is. Under the wisdom and determination of the commander, it is nothing but shit!"
Tang Dao's reply message to the headquarters made the stingy old man feel an inexplicable tightness in his chest, and he almost vomited blood!
Is this the legendary saying of wisecracks while eating fruit?
