Chapter Eighty-Five: Fighting Local Tyrants?
It took twenty horses for Cheng Xiao to finish all the gifts prepared for the military division. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
In order to come back as soon as possible, Wang Ping set off that night with a guard platoon of only more than 20 people and a baggage platoon that was also dissatisfied.
Horses have the advantage of horses, not to mention their speed, as long as they can walk in a human way, they can basically walk.
Therefore, under the cover of night, Wang Ping directly avoided the official road patrolled by devils, and then took the path straight into the Lingqiu where the base was located!
When it was almost dawn, I finally entered the base area and met the first regiment of the subdivision stationed here!
As the main force of the military sub-division, in the just-concluded anti-encirclement and suppression search, a regiment fought a lot of tough battles, but it captured very few and suffered heavy casualties.
In order to restore its strength, the military division replenished the regiment with a lot of equipment, and even had mortars and heavy machine guns that were usually treated like treasures.
Ordinary soldiers may not know where these equipment came from, but as the commander of a regiment, Chen Zhengxiang knows it very well. Almost all of the equipment replenished by the division was snatched from the devil by the guard company of the military division, and the fundamental reason why the guard company was able to grab so much equipment was that the guard company had a miraculous company commander, Wang Ping.
It can be said that the equipment played a crucial role in the fact that a regiment was able to recover so quickly after a major war. Therefore, Chen Zhengxiang owed Wang Ping a great favor for himself from the bottom of his heart.
A few days ago, when Wang Ping passed through his own defense area with more than 200 people from the independent battalion, why did he return this favor, although the ammunition of the first regiment was also very insufficient, Chen Zhengxiang still drew a few thousand rounds of ammunition, intending to reinforce the independent battalion.
But Wang Ping finally refused. Of course, Chen Zhengxiang was not angry, because Wang Ping's reason for refusing was very legitimate. As the main force of a military division, a regiment may have a combat mission at any time. A few thousand rounds of ammunition are likely to determine the outcome of a battle for the Eighth Route Army, which lacks guns and ammunition!
Therefore, in the end, Chen Zhengxiang took the bullet back very quickly, but Chen Zhengxiang still remembered this favor in his heart and did not forget it.
Chen Zhengxiang, who was studying the map at the regiment headquarters, was in his own defense area as soon as he heard that Wang Ping had returned. Without saying a word, he rushed over with the guards.
I saw that the soldiers behind Wang Ping were all the same three or eight big covers, and they were also equipped with two crooked handles. Seeing that the horses protected by these people were either strapped to weapons or ammunition boxes on their backs, Chen Zhengxiang immediately thought that Wang Ping must have made a fortune in Laiyuan with the independent battalion.
Especially when he saw the machine gun on horseback and boxes of bullets, Chen Zhengxiang's eyes lit up directly, and he couldn't get them back for a long time. But he also knew that these things were sent to the headquarters by the independent battalion, and even if some could be distributed to himself in the end, it was up to the headquarters to decide.
However, if Wang Ping can send so many good things to the headquarters, then he must still have a lot of inventory. Because, the spoils sharing agreement between Wang Ping and the commander is no secret in the military region.
Thinking of this, Chen Zhengxiang walked directly to Wang Ping and sighed: "It seems that the independent battalion has made a fortune in Laiyuan, and as soon as it is shot, it is hundreds of rifles, as well as so many machine guns, grenadiers and bullets, which is enough to form two battalions of equipment!" ”
Wang Ping couldn't see Chen Zhengxiang's thoughts.
With so much equipment in the base area, in the eyes of these old revolutionaries, he is like a fat sheep, and everyone wants to come up and take a bite.
Seeing Chen Zhengxiang staring at the equipment on horseback for a long time before retracting his gaze, Wang Ping hurriedly explained: "Commander Chen, you are joking, it is a good operation independently, and he fought a few small battles in Laiyuan, captured some equipment, and then prepared to hand over some to the commander!" ”
"Xiao Zhan, don't fool me, the intelligence system of our Eighth Route Army is not vegetarian. As far as I know, the devils in Laiyuan City have suffered a big loss in your hands during this time, not to mention the loss of hundreds of people, and even the loss of several strongholds! After glaring at Wang Ping fiercely, Chen Zhengxiang asked with a smile on his face.
"It's a fluke, it's all devils who underestimate the enemy, and then they were picked up by the independent battalion!" Wang Ping hurriedly replied with a humble face.
Chen Zhengxiang waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, I won't take a single bullet from the equipment you brought back, these are all sent to the commander, I don't want to be scolded by the commander!" ”
When Wang Ping was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Chen Zhengxiang changed his words and continued: "However, I don't believe that you didn't keep good things yourself, there are basically no big covers here, you must give yourself all the good things." I have just formed a new battalion here, more than 300 people, only white rifles, and they are all old sleeves that have been eliminated by the main force, and the rifling has been smoothed, and there is no way to use it. Not to mention, you have to at least solve a company's equipment for my brother, if you don't have a 38 big cover, it's okay to be official! ”
There is no doubt that his own inference has become a reality. Chen Zhengxiang in front of him has already regarded himself as a fat sheep, a local tyrant, and he is going to fight a local tyrant now.
Wang Ping wanted to refuse, after all, he still lacked weapons. But as soon as the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.
Although the first regiment is the main force of the military division, the main force means that it has to bear a lot of tough battles, and it cannot casually leave the base area and act on its own. And the biggest disadvantage of a tough battle is that it consumes a lot, the casualties are large, and the capture is small. This means that in many cases, the supply of equipment and ammunition can only be solved by relying on the superiors. And in the Eighth Route Army, it was almost impossible to rely on the higher authorities to solve the problem of equipment and ammunition.
As a result, Chen Zhengxiang wants to set up a new battalion with equipment, and in the end he has to rely on himself, and it will take a long time. After all, a regiment is not like an independent battalion, which has the right to fight independently, and they must stay in the base area at any time to ensure the safety of the base area.
Thinking of the pressure and difficulties faced by Chen Zhengxiang, Wang Ping especially saw Chen Zhengxiang staring at his hot gaze, and the hesitant Wang Ping finally agreed: "Yes, when I return to Laiyuan, I will draw you a hundred 38 big covers, 3 crooked handles, 3 grenadiers, 38 big covers with 100 bullets, crooked handles with 500 bullets, 20 grenades for each grenade, no more!" ”
"Brother Wang, you will be my benefactor in the future, and you will be my brother Chen Zhengxiang. If there is any problem I can help in the future, I will definitely help! Chen Zhengxiang said very excitedly.
I thought that Wang Ping would be satisfied if he could give himself some rifles, but he didn't expect that there were crooked handles, grenadiers, and so much ammunition. With these equipment, as long as he asks the military region for some more, then his new barracks will be full, and Chen Zhengxiang can't help but be unhappy.
Wang Ping took out so much equipment at once, there must be regrets. But as soon as he heard Chen Zhengxiang's promise, the heartache expression on his face was swept away, and the corners of his mouth quickly flashed with a smile full of cunning, and then he said: "Commander Chen, the independent battalion is really in trouble and needs the help of the main force!" ”
"From the formation of the independent battalion to the present, plus the transfer from the headquarters, there are only more than 30 old Red Army soldiers in it, and the proportion of old Red Army is too small, which greatly affects the combat effectiveness of the troops. The old Red Army has more than 500 people, and even after a series of expansions, the proportion of the old Red Army still reaches 30 percent, which is much higher than the proportion of less than 10 percent of the independent battalion! ”
"I hope that Commander Chen can support the thirty old Red Army cadres of the independent battalion, and if Commander Chen agrees, I will send Commander Chen an extra 10,000 rounds of ammunition at that time!"
"No, it's too much!" Chen Zhengxiang's eyelids jumped suddenly, and then subconsciously objected.
Chen Zhengxiang's failure to directly refuse is good news for Wang Ping, and the next thing he needs to do is to bargain with Chen Zhengxiang.
In the end, for the 10,000 rounds of ammunition promised by Wang Ping, Chen Zhengxiang paid twelve old Red Army, five squad leaders, three platoon leaders, a total of twenty people.
"You kid is really cunning enough, twenty old Red Army, you can be regarded as taking a big advantage. With them in hand, you can pull one out casually! Chen Zhengxiang said with a heartache on his face.
Wang Ping smiled and didn't speak, his heart was the same as the smile on his face, and he had already blossomed.
With them, what Wang Ping wants to form is not a company, but a battalion!