"28,000 cans of canned meat!" Lieutenant General Guo nodded noncommittally after recovering from his joy.
He continued to ask seemingly casually: "Based on the fact that a Japanese heavy artillery brigade has more than 7,000 troops, the average storage capacity of three or four cans per person is reasonable! However, the Japanese cannot just eat cans!"
"Reporting to the commander, our department has also seized some medicines. There are about two cars. Our advance team probably won't need them. They have been prepared to hand them over to the headquarters. If the headquarters needs them urgently, they can send medical team members to receive them now.
." Tang Dao continued to hold his head high, his awe of righteousness ready to come out.
No, it should be majestic! It looks so majestic that it explodes, more powerful than a dozen hand grenades tied together.
"You boy?" Lieutenant General Guo raised his brows and couldn't help but feel a little angry.
He asked if there was any other food and baggage, but it turned out that Tang Dao was not good at it, so he directly pointed out that the deer was a horse.
Especially the "arrogant" look on his face, he really made him want to beat someone up.
Of course, it wasn't that he wasn't happy to have medicines. After days of fighting, the number of wounded continued to increase. The medical team of the 43rd Army followed the advance group directly. The medicines brought by the 67th Army had long been beyond their means. The liquor brought from Songjiang became the most expensive.
Medical supplies are in short supply. Didn’t you see that Wu Keren, the supreme commander, had to use the dried meat secretly hidden by the guards to exchange for wine and dinner with Tang Dao?
The two trucks of medicines Tang Dao mentioned were definitely a timely help, and their importance was no less important than the more than 20,000 canned meats he just mentioned.
No matter how naive he is at this moment, Uncle Beard must have come back to his senses. Damn it, this young man Tang Dao is fighting with two old foxes and bargaining with each other.
On one side are the two old guys who are regretful and want to scrape a layer of fat from the young people's bodies to replenish military supplies. On the other side are those who don't want to see rabbits and don't let go of hawks. If they want supplies, they will give them benefits!
No wonder Tang Dao became an army colonel at such a young age. Just his courage to challenge his superiors is already impressive. At this age, he was still eating, drinking and having fun in his hometown with a bunch of stupid sons of wealthy locals.
Woolen cloth!
But, what does it matter to us? For a Tiehanhan style lieutenant general who only cares about how to kill the Japanese so that he and his fellow soldiers can return to their hometown, scraping the meat from Tang Dao,
He also had something to eat, and if Tang Dao could get some benefits, he would also be happy to see it happen. He might be able to trick this timid young man into being his niece-in-law at any time, right?
The bearded uncle had no intention of participating in this 'secret war'. He chewed on an open can of beef. He hadn't eaten meat for more than half a month, but it made Lao Gu, who was used to big fish and meat, ravenous.
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"You can draw up the establishment of the independent battalion yourself. The Songjiang Guard Battalion was originally disbanded after the Battle of Songjiang and returned to its own establishment. Due to the urgent war situation in Jiashan, the headquarters decided to merge the Guard Battalion and the Sixing Battalion into the independent battalion." Sitting upright.
Lieutenant General Wu finally spoke with a pained look on his face.
How can you not feel bad! The 800 members of the Songjiang Garrison Battalion, which was formed during the Battle of Songjiang, were nominally drawn from the 67th Army, the 43rd Army and the Songjiang Security Regiment, but the total number of big cats and kittens in the 43rd Army was only a few hundred.
How many people can be given? Although the Songjiang Security Team has good equipment and performs well, they are also made of scum. How many people can a picky person like Tang Dao choose?
After all, aren't most of them selected from his 67th Army?
But this time, it's not a temporary force.
Tang Dao's Si Xing Battalion has its own designation, which serves as an independent battalion of the 43rd Army. This means that it is a battalion-level unit recognized by the theater headquarters and even the Ministry of Military Affairs. The personnel list and establishment must be registered with the Sichuan Military Department.
, the Ministry of Military Affairs also has to allocate military pay.
To put it bluntly, after this transfer, there is no question whether to return to the army or not. From now on, hundreds of elites have nothing to do with the 67th Army.
The lieutenant general's head hurt when he thought that sooner or later his regiment commanders and brigade commanders would come to him and beep.
Fortunately, Tang Dao has a panacea for headaches.
"In addition to medicines, our department has also seized a certain amount of rice, salt, soybeans and other military supplies. If the command headquarters needs it, our department is willing to hand over 70% of it!" Tang Dao held his head high and answered calmly.
With General Wu Zhong's words, Tang Dao's heart that had been hanging for a long time was completely relieved.
Don't look at the fact that the two big guys just told him that the Sixth Battalion was transferred to the 43rd Army, which solved a big worry. He got rid of the mother-in-law of the 88th Division Headquarters who was hundreds of miles away, and the name of the Independent Battalion sounded awkward.
It's quite capable of deceiving people, and its organization is more flexible than that of an ordinary infantry battalion, but it must have people first!
How many people are there in total in the Sixing Battalion, which belongs to his direct team? There were still nearly a hundred people when they joined the 43rd Army. They have been fighting continuously for the past half month, and now they are still engaged in the battle. In total, there are only about seventy people.
An independent battalion with more than 70 people? Perhaps it is more appropriate to call it an independent platoon! At this point, Lei Xiong is still complaining that he is a miserable lieutenant colonel and deputy battalion commander. So where can he, a colonel and platoon leader, go to reason?
Now, Lieutenant General Wu spoke up, and all the temporarily established guard battalions were transferred to the Si Xing Battalion, which meant that from now on, he, Tang Dao, truly had the foundation of an infantry battalion.
This is not because Tang Dao is greedy for power, but that in this era, no matter how good he is, he cannot decide the battlefield alone.
He needs comrades-in-arms, comrades-in-arms who have the same ideals as him, to stand side by side and do their best to make the efforts of small people for this country and nation that are in dire straits.
Is the wheel of history really so stubborn? Whenever Tang Dao thinks of those heart-wrenching sorrows, he always wants to try it.
If you don’t try it, how will you know if it works?
Hard work may not necessarily lead to success, but if you don't work hard, you will never succeed.
"What? Seventy percent?" Lieutenant General Wu raised his eyebrows.
If Tantai Mingyue hadn't been present, Comrade Lao Wu might have pointed at this bastard Tang Dao and started scolding him. I've given you hundreds of elite soldiers, and you're still playing tricks on me.
It’s 70% of the money, how much can you have in total? It’s a meal for more than 20,000 people! Isn’t it a meal for everyone?
"Eighty percent, eighty percent, you just said something!" Tang Dao lowered his eyebrows and gave Comrade Wu some face.
"Ninety percent! I will give you half of the 43rd Military Medical Team!" Lieutenant General Guo made the final decision. "That's it!"
"Okay then!" Tang Dao looked resentful, as if he had suffered a huge loss.
"Ah! You're just pretending to be me, you're so happy, aren't you!" Lieutenant General Guo, who was so calm, almost spit on Tang Dao's forehead. "Hurry, how much is it?"
Of course Tang Dao was overjoyed! With these professionals, his independent battalion's establishment was finally fully functioning.
Who said a soldier bleeds but doesn't shed tears? That means he must have never been hit by a bullet. Not everyone is qualified to be Guan Erye, who can scrape bones while sipping a glass of wine.
Tang Dao Naoren felt pain every time he thought about the injured being bandaged in such a rough way by those strong men that they cried out in pain, and he might be one of them.
Now it's okay, give him half, and at least two or three female guards. Whether those 'animals' will be shot deliberately may be a headache for Tang Dao in the future.
"The salt is about 800 kilograms. As for the rice, I haven't weighed it specifically, but according to Zhuang Shisan's estimate, it will be no less than 80,000 kilograms! There is also some soybean fodder, but that stuff is mainly for horses.
." Tang Dao replied lightly.
The headquarters suddenly became quiet.
a long time!
"Your baby is from Xiangxi, right?" Tie Hanhan, the bearded uncle, could definitely swallow the entire can of beef in front of him with his mouth wide.
After Tang Dao said this staggering number, he was definitely more like a bandit than all the bandits Uncle Tiehanhan had seen.
What does it mean to kill people and buy goods? This is it!
Get rid of the Japanese, kill them all, rob them all! There will be no need to eat potatoes every day.
This is the voice that Tie Hanhan is screaming crazily in his heart right now.
