PNB Chapter 290: Troops Expanded to 8
Chapter 290: Troops Expanded to 8
"You can't take it, sir. This is the war zone circuit court!"
At the gate of Xi'an, a fat, big-eared middle-aged man pulled the Kuomintang soldier in front of him, begging him to show mercy and keep the carriage.
Following the middle-aged man were two skinny men in military uniforms carrying guns.
But they were holding guns and dared not even breathe. They watched helplessly as the carriage with the flag of the War Zone Circuit Court was snatched away by several soldiers.
"Oh, I almost forgot about you two!"
The leading soldier led his men over, confiscated the guns of the two skinny men, and snatched the few dollars from them.
The two skinny men were now anxious: "Sir, we are soldiers too, we are in the same group, not disaster victims!"
"A soldier?"
The leading soldier looked at the blue sky and white sun flag on the other soldier's cap and reached out to knock the cap off: "Not now, hurry up and line up!"
"you......."
The clay man was still a little angry, but looking at the soldiers with guns standing behind him, he could only suppress the anger and turned to join the ranks of disaster victims.
"And you!"
The leading soldier looked at the middle-aged man next to him and said, "You go and line up too!"
"what!"
The middle-aged man was dumbfounded: "Sir, I am not a disaster victim. I used to be a cook, cooking for the officials!"
"It's time now, get out of here!"
The leading soldier glared at the middle-aged man, and he was so scared that he immediately ran into the long queue of victims and lined up!
"Hehe... a bunch of untouchables!"
The leading soldier blew the money he had just seized and said, "Let's go and continue to maintain order!"
Tongchuan, where all the disaster victims who had just come out of Xi'an gathered.
Looking at the endless line of disaster victims outside the city, even with a telescope, County Magistrate Wang of Tongchuan County felt a bit of a headache.
Damn Kuomintang, they sent people away without even saying hello. Although Tongchuan County was well prepared to receive the disaster victims, if 30,000 to 40,000 people came in one day, who would have room for them?
"It's bad, County Governor!"
At this time, an Eighth Route Army political officer ran to the city wall and said anxiously: "Food and medicine are running out!"
"what!"
County Magistrate Wang was shocked: "Hurry up and send a telegram to the central government, requesting them to use transport planes to deliver food and medicine. If that doesn't work, use airships!"
"it is good!"
The political officer also knew that the situation was urgent. After getting permission, he ran to the county government building without stopping and went to the telegraph room to ask the telegraph operator to send the message.
Yan'an.
"According to comrades in Tongchuan County and Xia County, Shanxi, the Kuomintang is constantly transporting disaster victims to us."
The elegant man in the room was holding two telegrams and preaching to everyone present.
"According to the telegram from the Henan Special Operations Department, the Kuomintang intends to send all the disaster victims to us. The preliminary estimate is about three million people!"
“There are so many people!”
The man pushed his glasses and looked at the elegant man: "Do we have enough food?"
Elegant man: "Enough, apart from the aid to Shanxi last time, we still have 120 million tons of food left!"
"Now we only need to consider two issues!"
The majestic man said, "The first personnel placement issue!"
"This time is different from the tens of thousands of people last time. This time there are three million people, which is a huge challenge for us!"
"The second issue is personnel identification. Not all three million people are disaster victims."
"Ok!"
The elegant man nodded: "Actually, this problem is easy to solve. We won't assign places to these disaster victims yet!"
"We are expanding the army now. Let the troops select people first, and then let the agricultural reclamation corps select the remaining people. Finally, the remaining people will be sent to the local governments."
"This will minimize the impact of disaster victims on the local area."
"I'll add something!"
The dignified man continued, "For the disaster victims, they must first be registered and join the army and the Agricultural Reclamation Corps. After that, we must continue to observe any suspicious disaster victims!"
"agree."
"agree!"
"Okay, let's do this. This is an emergency, so everyone should take action."
...........
Zhaojiayu, Shanxi.
"Brigade Commander, the division commander called and asked you to return immediately."
Wei Dayong took a telegram and found Li Yunlong who was taking care of the child.
"Now?"
Li Yunlong took the telegram and read it. It didn't say the reason, but just asked him to go back immediately.
"Hey...."
Li Yunlong sighed: "Monk, I will leave now. The recruitment of special forces will be left to you."
"Yes!"
Li Yunlong then sent the child to where Yang Xiuqin worked: "The commander wants me to go back now. The child is in your hands."
"be careful!"
Yang Xiuqin said nothing, smiled and took the child, and said, "Old Li, in order to resist the Japanese, you must fight the devils well!"
(I forgot to mention that the child is a boy, his full name is Li Kangri and his nickname is Goudan!)
"rest assured!"
Li Yunlong nodded heavily and left without looking back.
A day later, Li Yunlong returned to Baotou.
"Lao Li, you're finally back. Come with me to the division headquarters for a meeting!"
As soon as Li Yunlong returned to Baotou, he was dragged by Zhao Gang towards the division headquarters.
"Don't worry!"
Li Yunlong broke free from Zhao Gang's hand and said, "Tell me what happened first."
"Troop expansion problem!"
As Zhao Gang walked, he explained, "The Central Committee held a meeting and decided to expand the total strength of the army from 400,000 to 800,000!"
"Our armored division got four places in the infantry divisions!"
"Wait a moment!"
Li Yunlong was surprised and said, "These four infantry divisions have almost 50,000 people. Are we still an armored division?"
"Of course we can't call it an armored division!"
Zhao Gang hesitated for a while: "It seems that we should change it to an armored front, or a combined corps!"
"But that doesn't matter!"
Zhao Gang suddenly stopped and looked at Li Yunlong seriously: "The most important thing now is people, and the changes in our motorized infantry brigade!"
"The soldiers recruited this time were all selected from the disaster victims. Most of them were farmers who had just put down their hoes and had no military capabilities."
"In order to quickly build up combat effectiveness for the troops, the commander will probably adopt the method of veterans leading the new ones!"
“Old people bringing in new people?”
Li Yunlong felt nervous. There were only two troops in Baotou now, an armored division and a motorized infantry brigade.
The armored division cannot be split up due to its professionalism, so the only thing left is his motorized brigade.
"grass!"
Li Yunlong couldn't help but swear.
"Old Li, be careful of the impact!"
Zhao Gang looked around vigilantly, and when he saw that there was no one else around, he whispered.
"The splitting of the motorized infantry brigade is inevitable. Not to mention you, even the division commander can't do anything about it."
"But if you suffer a loss, the higher-ups will definitely compensate you. When you get to the division headquarters, control your temper and cooperate honestly. You won't suffer a loss!"
"Well, you have a point!"
Li Yunlong nodded thoughtfully.