The road conditions in the base area are poor and it is difficult for armored vehicles to pass through.
However, the tank can climb uphill and downhill, but it can also drive into the base area.
The Japanese troops drove tanks into the base area during several raids.
But a detour was also needed, so Li Yunlong left all three armored vehicles in the Taiyue Military Region.
Then Li Yunlong also learned to drive a tank. It is not difficult to learn to drive a tank, but mastering it is difficult.
Li Yunlong personally drove a tank around the 77th Regiment, the New Second Regiment and the Independent Regiment before returning to Yangcun.
Seeing Li Yunlong actually driving a tank made Cheng Shifa, Ding Wei and Kong Jie envious.
We are all brothers from the same class, and we agreed that we would all make a fortune together, but you actually drove a tank?
It was not until the morning of the third day that Li Yunlong led his troops back to Yangcun.
A communication cavalry team has already come back to inform the regiment leader that they are driving the tank back to avoid accidental injuries.
After parking the tank on the grain drying field, Li Yunlong got out of the tank and saw many villagers and soldiers surrounding him.
"Haha, Old Zhao..." Li Yunlong saw Zhao Gang who was looking surprised and delighted, jumped off the tank, and said in an excited tone, "We've made a lot of money this time."
"Has the Sword Squadron completed its mission?" Zhao Gang looked at him and asked hurriedly.
Li Yunlong looked around and saw that there were many people here and said, "Let's go back to the regiment headquarters and discuss it in detail."
"Let's go." Zhao Gang put his arm around Li Yunlong's shoulders, and the two of them walked towards the regiment headquarters together.
When they arrived at the regiment headquarters, Zhao Gang poured a glass of water for Li Yunlong, who drank it all in one gulp.
"We've really made a fortune this time."
Commander Li was excited and told Zhao Gang a complete story about what the Sharp Sword Squadron had done in Taiyuan, as well as the story of hunting rabbits and taking away Wusu Airport.
"The Sword Squadron is awesome this time."
Zhao Gang sat cross-legged on the kang and said in a happy tone: "Not only did we successfully complete the task of killing the Japanese pilots, we also killed the Wusu Airport... I really didn't expect that the Sharp Sword Squadron could make such a big move, the Sharp Sword Squadron
The squadron is really awesome.”
"That's not true." Li Yunlong said in a proud tone, "I don't care who brought the soldiers out?"
Zhao Gang's mouth twitched slightly, labor and management are praising the Sword Squadron, making it look like you are leading this battle.
Isn’t the Sharp Sword Squadron the soldiers brought out by our old Zhao?
But Zhao Gang didn't want to argue with Li Yunlong over such a trivial matter.
He paused and said: "We have to report to the headquarters and apply for a commendation for the Sword Squadron."
"Then you must apply for a commendation." Li Yunlong nodded, "The Sword Squadron will definitely not be able to escape first-class collective merit."
"First-class merit?" Zhao Gang said, "In my opinion, special merit is not too much. The Sharp Sword Squadron not only killed one pilot, snatched 9 tanks, and destroyed 11 aircraft, the business earned by it should also be counted."
On top of them, there is a 10-meter howitzer, 10 radio stations, 10 tons of grain, and, by the way, 33 7-meter mountain guns."
"According to your calculations, you can indeed achieve special merit."
Li Yunlong nodded and said: "Then just report it like this. By the way, don't report these 10 tons of grain for the time being."
Zhao Gang sounded puzzled: "Didn't you already tell the brigade commander about the food?"
"By the way, I've already told the brigade commander."
Li Yunlong sounded regretful. When he asked the brigade commander for instructions, he estimated that even if the Sword Squadron completed its mission, it would only earn more than 100 tons and 300,000 kilograms of grain at most.
Who would have thought that I would make 10 fucking tons this time?
There are currently 7,000 people in the new regiment. Calculated based on the daily kilograms of food per soldier...
Militiaman No. 000 of the county brigade often goes out to engage in side jobs and is barely self-sufficient. However, the more than 700 military horses need to eat more than 3,000 kilograms of refined grain every day.
So Xinyi Tuan now consumes more than 13,000 kilograms of grain every day.
If Li Yunlong hadn't captured a lot of money in the Hundred Regiment War and attacked the Japanese supply transport team, it would be really difficult for Li Yunlong to feed so many people.
There are many factors that restrict the development of the army, but there are mainly two factors: one is weapons and ammunition, and the other is food.
"Since we have already told the brigade commander," Li Yunlong said, "then we can only hand over the tanks to the brigade headquarters, and then apply to the brigade commander to keep this batch of food in the new regiment. Our new regiment has more than 7,000
People, more than 700 military horses, they won’t have nothing to eat, right?”
"It's up to you." Zhao Gang nodded. Zhao Gang was naturally happy to keep this batch of food in Xinyi Regiment. After all, he was in charge of the lives of the soldiers and could relieve a lot of pressure.
After discussing this matter, Li Yunlong took out his radio communication machine and made an appointment with Brother Chen to receive the goods.
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Still in the same place.
This is a slightly higher mountain valley with barren mountains and wild ridges, and the people nearby rarely come here.
It was time to receive the goods, and Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang arrived with the guards ahead of the transportation team.
However, by the time Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang arrived, the cargo had already landed and they missed the opportunity to see the Dragonfly helicopter and transport aircraft up close.
"Haha, Brother Chen."
Li Yunlong turned over and dismounted, with a smile on his face: "Are you delivering the goods in person this time?"
"It's big business this time."
"Of course I have to deliver the goods myself."
Chen Feng cupped his hands and said, "Brother Li, Brother Zhao, congratulations on getting rich."
"Rejoice together and rejoice together."
Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang responded with clasped fists and smiles on their faces. They really made a lot of money this time.
While responding, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang looked behind Chen Feng unconsciously.
The scattered 10 howitzers, the loose 7 mountain guns, and the piles of shell boxes made the corners of the two men's mouths slightly curl up in unison.
Chen Feng handed a list to Li Yunlong: "This is today's cargo, which is one 10mm howitzer, 39 7mm mountain guns, 040 rounds of 10mm shells, 7mm shells, 10 radio stations, and a backup battery.
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Li Yunlong took it and took a look, with a puzzled tone: "Isn't it 33 7-mountain cannons? Why are there 6 more cannons?"
Zhao Gang suddenly said: "Isn't it the deposit for the next business?"
"No." Chen Feng shook his head, "The deposit for six mountain cannons is too meager to get rid of. This is the business price of the dozen tanks and armored vehicles blown up by your special forces."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Is this included in business?" Li Yunlong said in a surprised tone.
"Of course." Chen Feng nodded, "If these 10 tanks are not blown up, the Japanese can still use them in combat after they are repaired."
Chen Feng was also quite surprised that the Sword Squadron could achieve such great results.
But when he thought about who was commanding this operation, he didn't feel strange.
The person who directed this combat operation was a warrior who had received first-class merit nine times in another time and space. In a certain battle, he led a company to kill 108 Japanese soldiers, while only one person in his company was slightly injured.
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Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang looked at each other and saw a hint of joy in each other's eyes.
The Sharp Sword Squadron easily made a profit from a mountain artillery battery. This deal is really a good deal!
"Haha, then I won't be polite to you, Brother Zhao. There really aren't too many American mountain cannons."
Li Yunlong smiled all over his face.
"Thank you so much, brother Chen Feng."
Zhao Gang also clasped his fists in thanks.
"You're welcome, you deserve this."
Chen Feng said: "Since you killed all the Japanese 9th Flying Squadron this time, I have prepared additional rewards."
"Extra reward?" Li Yunlong was stunned and asked quickly, "Brother, you didn't prepare a good gun for me and your Brother Zhao. Take it out and take a look."
It seems that every once or twice after a big business, Brother Chen will give away some good things, and they are all rare items.
Barrett was an extra gift given by Chen Feng to Zhao Gang. Although he also gave him a shotgun, compared to Barrett, his shotgun was a bit useless.
Chen Feng took a box from Yan Shuangying's hand, then placed it on the ground and opened it. Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang looked over.
"Brother, what is this?" Li Yunlong narrowed his eyes as he looked at the thing that was a few sizes larger than the phone in front of him.
In line with the principle that the products produced by Brother Chen must be high-quality, Li Yunlong's face showed an expectant look.
"This thing is called a walkie-talkie." Chen Feng handed one of the walkie-talkies to Li Yunlong, and then pulled out the antenna of the walkie-talkie.
"To put it in layman's terms," Chen Feng said, "This is a wireless phone used by infantrymen. You can use it by opening the antenna and adjusting the channel. It is very convenient."
"Is it so magical? Let's try it." Li Yunlong looked at the walkie-talkie in his hand and suddenly became interested.
Li Yunlong opened the antenna, then adjusted the channel under Chen Feng's guidance, turned around and walked 30 meters away to ensure that he would not be heard.
"Brother Chen, you can speak now." Li Yunlong shouted from a distance.
Seeing that Li Yunlong was ready, Chen Feng put the walkie-talkie to his ear, lowered his voice and said softly: "Brother Li, I congratulate you on getting rich."
Li Yunlong, who was 30 meters away, lowered his voice and responded: "Brother Chen, I also congratulate you on getting rich."
Zhao Gang, who was beside Chen Feng, also became interested and said, "Can you really hear it? Give me a try?"
"Okay!" Chen Feng handed the walkie-talkie to Zhao Gang.
Zhao Gang picked up the walkie-talkie. It felt smooth to the touch, but it was not light. It was estimated to weigh 4 to 5 pounds.
"Li Yunlong, hello." Zhao Gang's voice was also a little low.
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Yunlong's voice came from the receiver: "Zhao Gang, hello."
After the trial, Li Yunlong came over with a walkie-talkie: "I like this thing, brother, is there a limit to the calling distance?"
During wartime, communication between superiors and subordinates in the Eighth Route Army was based on temporary telephone lines if conditions were better.
However, it is more troublesome to hold the telephone line. Because the headquarters is transferred, the telephone lines and telephones must also be moved, and the telephone lines may even be blown up by artillery shells.
Moreover, the enemy's intersecting troops may follow the telephone line to find the headquarters, increasing the risk of exposure.
With this device, the army's operations will be more flexible. Commander Li Da, who has a military career of more than ten years, naturally understands the importance of communication in combat.
"The longest calling distance is kilometers." Chen Feng said, "This time I will send 100 units to the two brothers for a try. Each walkie-talkie has a pair of batteries."
This walkie-talkie is a CR-36 walkie-talkie of the US military, which is a communication device larger than a mobile phone.
The maximum call distance of the system produced by the original US military factory is longer, and the call quality is better.
Although the communication distance is short, it is enough for platoon-level units. They only need to contact the company or battalion headquarters not far away.
This walkie-talkie was unlocked after the annihilation of the Japanese 9th Flying Squadron. Its attractive feature is that it is not expensive. You can exchange for one with 300 merit points.
"Haha, then I won't be polite to you, Brother Zhao. With this thing, our new team will be even more powerful, and we will be able to do even bigger business in the future."
Li Yunlong's face was full of smiles.
"Thank you, Brother Chen." Zhao Gang clasped his fists in thanks again, his face full of gratitude.
