"Where did this Lian Shun and Grand Master Zhang get so many good things? An overseas Chinese has such a powerful force."

Looking at the material transportation table reported by the newly returned mule and horse transport team, the division commander held the material table in his hand, and his face was full of incredulity.

The 344 Brigade won a big victory in the wind pressure valley ambush battle, which directly disrupted the devil's sweeping plan, and even made various bigwigs, including Chongqing and Yan Laoxi, send messages to praise, although there is no actual expression, but it can also be a joy, and the subsequent heavy snow also made the devil unable to continue to attack, so at present, the 119th Division has also returned to the base area to continue to develop and grow.

However, food and supplies have always been a headache for the 119th Division, and the current 119th Division, including guerrillas and recruits of the Self-Defense Army, is currently close to more than 10,000 people, and although many guerrillas and township anti-Japanese self-defense forces can barely be self-sufficient, the more than 5,000 people in the main force are also a huge consumption of food.

At this time, the division commander had a list in his hand.

This is the transportation formed by the division headquarters just handed over, and the list of materials is concise and abundant.

100,000 catties of corn, 100,000 catties of wheat flour, 100,000 catties of soybeans.

These things are enough for the troops to support for more than a month, and these materials are still provided free of charge, and there is no need to exchange things for division headquarters tasks.

"Division commander, the mule and horse transport team requests to send more people, there are a lot of supplies on the side of the independent regiment, we can't transport them, it's better to add more two-wheeled carts," reported the correspondent in charge of delivering the information, he was the correspondent of the mule and horse team.

"Ah, it's not enough" The division commander was obviously stunned.

115 The mule and horse transport team has more than 1,000 people, more than 300 mules and horses, and more than 100 carts, which can transport more than 100 tons of materials at a time, which is enough for a brigade of more than 5,000 Rao to eat for more than a month.

"There is a lot of food and supplies over there, and Deputy Commander Zhang suggested that we double the size of the transport team," the correspondent said.

"Double!" The teacup in the chief of staff's hand almost fell to the ground.

The chief of staff calculated with his fingers that the mule and horse team now had one hundred and thirty-seven two-wheeled carts, and each two-wheeled cart could pull one ton of supplies, and if it was doubled, it would be able to pull about three hundred tons of food and supplies in one trip.

Three hundred tons. A little saving is enough for 10,000 people to eat for two months, even in times of war, enough to eat for a month.

"They have enough food?"

Subconsciously, the chief of staff asked.

"There is a lot of grain in the independent group, it seems that it is all imported from the United States, and their food is three catties each," the correspondent said. He thought about the days when he was independent, where was it a hall, and every meat and grain was full, and he felt that he had grown a pound of meat.

"Three pounds of food per person? Everything? The chief of staff was even more surprised.

One person has three catties, and each of the 1,000 people is 3,000 catties of grain, and as far as he knows, there are now nearly 3,000 people in the independent group, that is, every 10,000 catties of grain.

"Well, everybody," the correspondent nodded.

"Then, I'll be polite" Touching the teacup in his hand, the chief of staff looked pensive.

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"What, to camel supplies?"

The 119th Division was directly under the cavalry battalion, and the battalion commander Sun Sheng was stunned.

"Yes," the correspondent handed the order in his hand to Sun Sheng.

Looking at the order in his hand, Sun Sheng was a little sluggish.

The 119th Division collected more than 400 two-wheeled carts and 1,000 wheelbarrows this time, and also gathered more than 5,000 rao transport teams.

For the safety of the troops and the auxiliary trolleys, the division commander decided to let the cavalry battalion be responsible for security vigilance and capacity replenishment.

"Such a large transport team can pull more than a thousand tons of materials at a time, right? Looking at the orders and information in his hand, Sun Sheng obviously didn't believe it.

He remembered that the whole regiment of the independent regiment added up to more than 2,000 people, which was already a miracle, more than the main regiment, and now he was told that this regiment could still make up more than 1,000 tons of materials to support the division headquarters.

How is this possible?

"Okay, I'll go right away" But the order of the division headquarters could not be faked, and he also gathered his troops immediately.

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In winter, the Jinchaji base area is covered in silver, and the whole land is covered in white.

At this time, a large convoy was walking on the mountain road, and the wheels of the non-skid chains were rolling on the snow with difficulty.

"Come, help push together" In a pothole, a carriage was stuck, and the soldiers who drove called a group of soldiers to help, and the surrounding wheelbarrows also stopped their cars and came to take a hand.

Soon the carriage was pushed out of the pothole, and many of the warriors who had helped returned to their positions.

"Now, there must be a million catties of grain here."

Two warriors pushing a wheelbarrow were discussing, and together they were pushing a wheelbarrow, each of which could hold five hundred pounds of grain.

"A million pounds? Let you usually study more cultural classes" The other soldier obviously studied more seriously in cultural classes, and took the opportunity to despise a wave of companions.

"Also, one million catties is enough for our whole division to eat for several months, there must not be so many" The soldier who asked first shrank his head embarrassedly, although the army has been strengthening cultural education, but until now, he still can't read a few big words.

"No, I am, there are almost two million catties of grain here" The second soldier rolled his eyes, and then continued, "Let you be more serious when you usually study cultural classes, look, you can't even count food without culture"

"Two million catties of grain, so much, how is it possible?" The first warrior to ask the question was subconsciously puzzled and disbelieved.

"Then I'll do the math for you"

The second soldier was smiling, he felt the happiness of culture, and he decided to strengthen his cultural learning when he returned to the camp.

"Let's push a wheelbarrow of 500 pounds."

"A total of 1,000 trucks, adding up to 500,000 catties of grain"

The first warrior nodded when he heard this, and he understood.

"There are more than 400 carts, each cart can pull 4,000 catties of grain, a total of 1.7 million catties of grain, and there are cavalry battalions where they can carry grain, and each horse can bring 100 catties of grain, adding up to a total of 2.2 million catties of grain."

"Na, how long can our division eat these two million catties of grain?" the first illiterate soldier subconsciously asked. He was strong and strong, and he usually ate a lot of food, but he never had enough to eat in the army.

"Don't worry, let's have another trip after this trip, this time you can eat boldly and with confidence, the chief of staff has passed, and everyone will have three catties of food in the future" The second soldier understood the virtue of his teammate, after all, he often distributed rice to his teammates to eat.

"One more trip, and so much transport?"

"Of course"

"Four... Four million catties of grain? "The first fighter stuttered a little, and he could still calculate the addition and subtraction within ten.