Chapter 5 is a bit less

"It's a pity"

Hearing the words of the division chief of staff, the division commander looked at the hundreds of carts full of supplies in front and suddenly sighed.

There is only one chance, after the follow-up troops of the devils are stationed in Shanxi Province, this kind of large-scale transportation will no longer have a chance, and the movement caused by more than 10,000 transport teams is too great, and the surrounding devils have set up monitoring posts on various roads, and now the transportation can only take the mountain road at night.

"Cigarettes and alcohol in the third car"

"Hurry up, get someone to move the boxes"

The chief of staff unceremoniously broke the division commander's fake sadness, now there is no shortage of materials in the division, sad fart, don't you just want to get some good cigarettes and good wine! Thousands of tons of materials need to be turned, and he has to trade materials with other divisions next, as the chief logistics officer of the 119th Division, he is very busy now, and he has no time to take a vacation with his own division commander.

"Guard Battalion"

After removing a few boxes of cigarette boxes and liquor from the third carriage, the division commander smiled and called out his guard battalion. After the large-scale expansion of the 119th Division, in consideration of the current situation of deep pockets, the division commander directly expanded his guard company into an over-established battalion, from the original more than 100 people to more than 600 people.

More than 300 carts, more than 10,000 boxes of grenades, thousands of bags of grain, so many supplies, and more than 600 strong men took more than four hours to carry them.

During this period, the division commander and the chief of staff handed over the work, and also discussed other matters, and now the chief of staff has taken over the work of the transport brigade, which is equivalent to concurrently serving as the commander of the transport brigade, which is almost a direct doubling of the workload, so busy that the division commander can rarely see him.

"This foreign product is really different"

The division commander was holding a grenade in his hand, which he had just turned out, and the grenade was not equipped with a fuse, and he opened the back cover, looked at the exquisite workmanship of the grenade, and praised it.

Cut out a wooden handle, a round cast iron block, stuffed with black powder or TNT, plus a lead detonator, assembled, a grenade is made, the whole process is handmade, the process is very simple, the soil workshop can be completed alone, so the grenade is the most used weapon of the Eighth Route Army, and it is also the largest number of weapons produced by the Eighth Route Army, but the quality of these homemade grenades is really impossible to look at.

Throwing it out and blowing it in half is already of high quality, it is fried early, it is blind, it will only smoke and not explode, every time you use a homemade grenade is a gamble of luck, you never know what will happen to the grenade you throw, many fighters sighed, it is better to bring a hammer head, at least it can kill people.

So these grenades from the separate regiment were very popular, and each regiment was grabbing this.

"No, the original German goods are not good for this"

"A batch of grenades was also delivered more than two months ago, and none of the more than 10,000 grenades in that batch were reported to be mute."

The chief of staff, as a man who had been in contact with a large number of M24 grenades of German origin, was well aware of the quality of German goods, and a batch of grenades had also been transported by the 1st Independent Regiment in the past.

"There is not a single dumb fire in 10,000 rounds"

The division commanders who participated in the Northern Expedition used imported grenades in those years, and they knew very well how difficult it was to achieve such data.

"It's incredible, so many high-quality weapons can be produced, and I don't know where this Roche enterprise is, I asked friends abroad, according to foreign news about this company."

The division commander put the grenade back and continued to ask the chief of staff.

"By the way, how is the independent group doing now?"

The 1st Independent Regiment was encircled and suppressed by a brigade of the Devils, and they knew the news for a long time, and the division headquarters originally planned to send a force to support, but then because of the tight fighting on the Xuzhou front, the Devils transferred the brigade of the 1st Independent Regiment to the front line, and the division headquarters stopped sending troops to support.

"What? Worried about independence? ”

The chief of staff laughed and continued.

"You should be worried about the devils, the independent regiment was surrounded and suppressed for half a month, and the devil brigade almost went crazy in that half a month"

"How?" The division commander was clearly interested.

"Zhang Lianshun hid the main force in the mountains, and then formed a more than 200 artillery guerrilla force, he has a new 82 mortar, the maximum range of 5,700 meters, these dozen he shelled the devil five kilometers through the whole process, the devil who fired the shells cried and shouted his mother, the devil didn't even touch the shadow of an independent group, and lost hundreds of people."

The chief of staff said with a smile. For such a large-scale action of the independent regiment, the chief of staff sighed or sighed, who would have thought that the Eighth Route Army, which was still worried about losing its hair for a few bullets half a year ago, now fired more than 10,000 shells in a dozen regiments?

"5700 meters maximum range? Did you get some of it? This stuff works great."

The division commander's attention was immediately diverted, and he keenly discovered the key point in the words of the chief of staff, a mortar with a range of 5,700 meters, 82 calibers. The Eighth Route Army had captured several 82 mortars before, but those things were domestically produced, and the firing range was only more than 3,000 meters, which was far worse than that of the Independent Regiment.

"Of course"

"Ten cannons, plus 5,000 shells, are now being placed in the warehouse."

The chief of staff, as a logistics officer in charge of a division, naturally did not let go of good things, and the stock of 82 mortars in the warehouse of an independent regiment was basically moved by him.

"There are only 5,000 shells."

The division commander smacked his mouth, and some disliked the lack of shells. The 119th Division is now completely a shotgun for artillery, 60 mortars are popularized to the company, more than 300,000 60 mortar shells are stored in more than a dozen secret ammunition depots, 5000 pieces, and the division commander is now a little disdainful.

"25 tons of shells, you're too little?"

The chief of staff originally wanted to count a few words from his division commander, but as soon as he said it, he felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the taste, and there were now 320,000 60 mortar shells in the twelve ammunition warehouses of the 119th Division, that is, 500 tons, which seemed to be a bit small in comparison.

Moreover, the 82 mortar is much more powerful than the 60 mortar, and as long as it is used properly, it can suppress the devil's body artillery.

"25 tons seems to be less zero, and the devils will definitely encircle us in the future, so I'll go to more transportation points next time."

The chief of staff touched his chin and nodded to himself.

Although there are only a few thousand rounds of 82 mortars in the warehouse of the independent regiment of Niuyagu, he knows a piece of news.

That Luo Yun's next wave of supplies will arrive after three, and this time the amount is very huge, considering that the 82 mortar shells of the independent regiment are almost running out, the next batch will definitely have a large number of shells, and even Luo Yun also revealed that it will help provide an efficient means of transportation.

"Haha, yes"

The division commander patted the chief of staff on the shoulder, and he was very satisfied.