Chapter 1 Carry the big pot for the headquarters cooking team?
Chapter 1: Taking the blame for the headquarters cooking team?
The author graduated from elementary school and cannot recognize all the characters. I am not responsible for his death by poisoning.
Since there is too much to say in the first few chapters of this chapter, I cannot reply. I will say here that the first few chapters are indeed systematic and the writing is a bit sloppy, but I feel that I am still at a good level later on, so don’t worry and read it.
Brothers who are worried can read the comment section. I am afraid that this is the one book about the current Anti-Japanese War that dares to promote me.
Zhou Weihan was originally a patriotic young man in the 21st century who had no house, no car, no savings, and no wife. But this did not prevent Zhou Weihan from becoming a lover of history. Looking at the various crimes committed by the Japs during the Anti-Japanese War, Zhou Weihan
I wish I could kill a few little devils with my own hands to relieve my hatred.
That day, Zhou Weihan was watching short videos on his mobile phone, and a small game suddenly popped up on the screen of his mobile phone.
"Dear player, are you willing to contribute to the Anti-Japanese War? Do you want to kill a few little Japs with your own hands? Then come to "National War", there is everything you want here."
Looking at the content that popped up on his phone, Zhou Weihan couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Of course I clicked on it, the spam website wanted to deceive me, and then my vision went dark and I lost consciousness.
When Zhou Weihan woke up, it was already the end of 1938 and he became a battalion commander of a certain unit of the Eighth Route Army. His original name was also Zhou Weihan, but this Zhou Weihan's background and qualifications were not simple.
A top student at Yenching University, he was proficient in the languages of the United States and Japan. He joined the organization before graduation and was one of the organizers of a certain movement in 1935.
After receiving the order from the organization, he joined the 29th Military Academy Corps and was appointed company commander soon after due to his outstanding performance.
After the Battle of Nanyuan, the team was broken up. Fortunately, we got in touch with the organization and returned to the Eighth Route Army with the few surviving classmates.
In April 1938, he went to study at Kangda University and became the fourth graduate of the university.
It is worth mentioning that in the memory of the original Zhou Weihan, there was a classmate of Yan University named Zhao Gang.
Zhou Weihan murmured to himself: "Am I coming into the sword of Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang?"
When Zhou Weihan became the battalion commander, his first priority every day was not how to fight the Japanese, but how to feed the more than 300 people in the battalion.
During this period, the Japs' attention had shifted from the frontal battlefield to the battlefield behind enemy lines. The Japs around Zhou Weihan's regiment would sweep away from time to time, and the soldiers often had a meal without finishing.
Add vegetable soup to the wowotou every day. It’s good to have pickles to keep you full.
Rice, white flour and other fine grains can only be eaten once in a while during the New Year and when winning a war, and they have to be limited.
Zhou Weihan's regiment was just a local basic regiment established during the Eighth Route Army's expansion period. The three battalions of the regiment plus the regiment headquarters only had a strength of just over 1,000.
Only half of the more than 1,000 people in the regiment have guns. This includes the old sleeve, made in Hanyang. The rifling of the old sleeve has been smoothed, but even this is a treasure in the eyes of the soldiers.
The little Japs only had more than 100 38 guns, three light machine guns, and no heavy machine guns, not to mention mortars.
In this way, Zhou Weihan, as the commander of the first battalion, carefully explored for half a month before gradually adapting to the current life.
Fortunately, there was a separate station in the First Battalion, and Zhou Weihan tried to talk as little as possible, so the comrades around him didn't notice anything unusual.
That day, the correspondent from the regiment headquarters came to the camp of the first battalion and said, "Battal Commander Zhou, the regiment commander ordered that the first battalion return to its headquarters quickly and have urgent combat missions."
Zhou Weihan did not dare to be nagging, he quickly gathered the soldiers of the first battalion and ran towards the regiment headquarters.
The regiment headquarters, regiment commander, political commissar, and several battalion commanders have all arrived.
The leader looked at everyone present and said: "I have received information that there will be a small Japanese transport convoy going up tomorrow. It will pass through Yushugou and be escorted by a small group of Japanese. This time our group will take the small Japanese transport convoy."
Surgery, aren't you always complaining about the lack of equipment? This time the little devil has come to your door, it's up to you whether you can eat meat!"
"This time, the first battalion will be the main attack, and the second and third battalions will intercept them from both ends. Don't let the little devil escape," the regimental leader ordered.
The Japanese ambush this time consisted of a small team of Japanese soldiers and a transport truck, which had a crooked handle.
As a result, there were more than 1,000 people in the whole regiment, but they couldn't hit anyone. The old sleeve and Hanyang-made bullets just floated away after being fired, so they couldn't hit anyone.
Seeing that they had run out of bullets, the regiment leader finally became anxious and the entire regiment rushed down and started a hand-to-hand fight with the little devil.
Zhou Weihan knew that the individual soldiers of the Japs were of excellent quality, and the soldiers could not even fight with the Japs with bayonets when they did not even have enough to eat, so he rushed while shouting: "Group of three or four, don't be left alone."
The Japanese squad leader fought with his bayonet for a few moments, and three or four soldiers were injured. In the end, Zhou Weihan killed him with a few shots from a box cannon.
"Captain, we have made a fortune," Wang Da, the commander of the second battalion, said as he glanced at the supplies in the car.
The car contained two boxes of rifles, ten boxes of bullets, some canned beef and other daily necessities.
After the war, several battalion commanders, including Zhou Weihan, stayed at the regiment headquarters. Everyone knew that it was time to divide the spoils.
"Why are you all looking at me? Your things are indispensable. A total of more than sixty 38-guns and a crooked gun were seized, with less than 20,000 rounds of ammunition. In this way, each battalion of 38-guns will take half of it.
The remaining two battalions will be divided equally." The regiment leader said after thinking.
The commander of the second battalion, Wang Dayan, said with wide eyes: "Captain, his first battalion was raised by his own mother, and our second battalion was born by his stepmother? Our second battalion also played a role in the ambush this time, and 16 people died.
There are more than 50 people with minor and serious injuries alone, and not one of the more than 200 soldiers in the entire battalion has any grievances, they are all for fighting the Japanese."
The second battalion commander continued: "Captain, it's not that I, Wang Dayan, have any objections. The soldiers of our second battalion are all waiting eagerly. I can't explain to the soldiers in the camp when I go back."
Wang Dayan turned to look at Shi Dayou, the commander of the third battalion, and said, "Old Shi, what do you think?"
The commander of the third battalion, Shi Dayou, said in a low voice: "What can I say, I obey the commander's orders."
At this time, the regiment leader said: "Okay, Wang Dayan, there will be some machine guns in the future, including machine guns. I am doing this to concentrate my strength so that I can fight the Japanese better in the future."
In this way, under a semi-forced and semi-voluntary situation, the captured weapons and equipment were distributed.
As a time traveler, Zhou Weihan also has a golden finger. He carries a national war system with him. He gets points by killing Japanese soldiers, including those killed by soldiers led by Zhou Weihan. An ordinary Japanese soldier gets 10 points, a second lieutenant 20 points, a lieutenant 50 points, and a captain.
100 points, other puppet soldiers and traitors will get 5 points.
In this ambush, Zhou Weihan's battalion, including the Japs squad leader, was able to kill 23 Japs, for a total of 240 points.
In the national war system, there are all kinds of weapons from the World War II era. In addition, you can exchange them for various medicines and food. In a word, as long as you have points, you will have all kinds of equipment and supplies.
Zhou Weihan gritted his teeth and exchanged the 240 points he earned for two bottles of sulfa powder and a bottle of sulfa tablets (100 tablets) to send to the regiment headquarters. A bottle of sulfa powder cost 30 points and sulfa tablets 40 points.
Zhou Weihan really couldn't bear to watch his comrades around him die because of lack of medicine. If he didn't have any equipment, he could go to the little devils to grab it.
"Captain, I asked my college classmate to get some anti-inflammatory medicine some time ago. This ambush caused a lot of casualties in each battalion, so it came in handy." Zhou Weihan came to the regiment headquarters and said to the regiment leader.
"Hey, it's really a good thing. This thing is very valuable. I'll give you a credit," the leader said happily, patting Zhou Weihan on the shoulder.
The Eighth Route Army comes from a wide range of sources. There are many ambitious young people from well-off families who join the army. It is not surprising that they can get anti-inflammatory drugs. They have such talented people under their command, and they are still thinking about their comrades. As a regiment leader, it is not too late to be happy.
Well, how could one suspect the source of the medicine?
Zhou Weihan exchanged the remaining 140 points for 14 38-gun guns. Each gun comes with a base amount of ammunition, which is 120 rounds of 6.5mm rifle ammunition.
In normal combat conditions, the little devil hangs 3 ammunition boxes on his belt. Generally, the ammunition box on the front left side is 30 pieces, the ammunition box on the front right side is 30 pieces, and the ammunition box on the rear right side is 60 pieces, plus the original 5 pieces in the gun.
Fire bullets, 125 rounds in total.
Or it can be combined with other standard ammunition boxes to flexibly carry 100, 110, 120, and 160 rounds.
Since the ambush battle, Zhou Weihan led the first battalion to win several battles. The weapons and equipment were changed, and the entire battalion had one gun. The surrounding puppet troops and traitors were frightened by this news.
Later, due to his military exploits, Zhou Weihan, under the order of the Eighth Route Army Headquarters, independently established the 22nd Regiment of the Military Division based on the original 1st Battalion, with Zhou Weihan serving as the regiment commander.
When it comes to the 22nd Regiment, the neighboring fraternal troops are extremely jealous, it is the main regiment with a strong reputation.
There are more than 2,000 people in the regiment, and everyone has a gun. Light machine guns are in the platoon, heavy machine guns are in the company, and there is a machine gun company in the battalion. An artillery company has been set up in the regiment, with 6 mortars, plus four 92 guns.
Infantry artillery.
The guard company is equipped with two guns, each man has a shell gun and a trap.
Even the cook squad leader of the 22nd Regiment had a box cannon slung around his waist, which made the surrounding brother troops drool.
This kind of weapons and equipment is unique among the entire Eighth Route Army-level force.
In order to exchange these belongings, Zhou Weihan worked hard. In order to prevent the soldiers from finding out, Zhou Weihan deliberately found a corner to exchange the weapons when cleaning the battlefield.
Little by little, I built up my current wealth.
It can be said that Zhou Weihan's little life was pretty good. From time to time, he was served with rice and white noodles, and there was enough canned beef from Japan. Occasionally, he even exchanged some American lunch meat for the soldiers to eat.
In Liangjian, Li Yunlong’s incredible sweet potato roasting and Japanese sake are both rare and must be drunk by Zhou Weihan. They must be authentic Shanxi Fenjiu.
But the good times did not last long. At the end of 1939, Zhou Weihan led the entire 22nd regiment to engage in side work and annihilated a Japanese squadron.
Although it was a side job, even the commander of the military division had to praise Zhou Weihan for wiping out a squadron of Japs.
However, at the end of the battle, political commissar Liu Tianming and his soldiers were cleaning up the battlefield. They were shot in the back by a wounded soldier from the Japs. Zhou Weihan was so angry that he shot several captured Japs with machine guns.
Zhou Weihan was quite happy when he captured several little Japs before, but this happened.
He did a side job without telling his superiors, the political commissar of the main regiment was injured, and the regiment leader killed prisoners on the battlefield, which had a very bad impact.
The boss slammed the table at that time: "Go and remove that bastard Zhou Weihan from his post. I have to shoot him."
The deputy chief of staff next to him said with a smile: "Shoot him? Are you willing? The equipment of the 22nd Regiment has been changed several times in less than a year. Now it even uses the Type 92 infantry cannon. This kind of equipment can bring
Are you willing to kill a good commander who fights with soldiers?"
Several people around him also said good things for Zhou Weihan one after another. The boss said: "Oh, why do you guys always say good things for him? Are you being fed by him or bribed by him?"
"But we can't get used to this habit of killing prisoners on the battlefield. Let him come to the headquarters to take the blame."
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