Chapter 1451: Conspiracy

On the square, in front of the house and behind the house, there is grain drying everywhere, and the eaves are also full of hanging everywhere, and the cabinets and bags in the house are also full of grain, and there are mountains of sweet potatoes and potatoes in the corners.

"This winter, we are not afraid of running out of food to eat, and we can eat with our stomachs open......

"Phew, you won't be happy, there are so many rice and wheat, of course it's rice and white noodles, and the bread must be used to feed the pigs...... When the time comes, the rice and white noodles will be eaten with fried meat, hahaha......"

The people of Trojan Horse County are also laughing and talking while harvesting, and happiness is flowing down their faces.

On the square, bags of dried grain were loaded one after another, and then sent to the warehouse of the regiment headquarters, looking at the granary that was gradually filled, and the grain that was still being harvested and transported in, Mao Ying, who was in charge of collecting grain, finally had a smile on his face.

Although due to the large-scale use of chemical fertilizers, the grain in Muma County and the Eighth Route Army Defense Area has achieved a bumper harvest this autumn, Mao Ying knows that the people in the remote areas and the people on the other side of the Niushou Mountains have suffered heavy losses in the expansion of the famine of the Japanese army in the first half of the year, and coupled with the excessive exploitation of the Japanese army, there is hardly half a grain left in the homes of the ordinary people there.

The grain in the warehouse not only has to ensure the food supply on its own side, but also saves a large part to help these people, and life is still tight.

What's more, I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle next, and these grains will be the most valuable military supplies in the eyes of both them and the Japanese army!

Beneath this sea of joy was a strong atmosphere of unease before the great war.

"Yesterday, in our defense area, the Japanese puppet army dispatched a sweeping team 28 times, killing 43 Japanese puppet soldiers, killing 28 of our casualties, and robbing more than 4,000 catties of grain...... The Eighth Route side now fights with the Japanese puppet army sweep team more than 100 times a day, and the number of casualties is as high as more than 100 people......"

Su Yan reported the battle situation with a grim face.

Lu Yuan listened, nodded slightly, and at the same time did not take the initiative to communicate with the few blonde and blue-eyed British and American envoys around him about the meeting that he could tell them.

It has been a few days since I returned from Chongqing, just in time for the autumn harvest, but the follow-up battle plan must also be carried out at the same time.

The killing of more than 40 Japanese puppet soldiers and their own casualties of nearly 30 seems to be a good figure, but it is obvious that all the generals present are not satisfied.

On the one hand, of course, because even if only one of their brothers died, it was also their own brothers, and they could not be happy, on the other hand, the vast majority of the dead and wounded of the Japanese puppet army were puppet soldiers, and the Japanese soldiers who really died were probably counted on both hands, and it could be said that their own people beat their own people.

However, it is not for nothing that there are such large casualties in the sweeping team dominated by the puppet army, and almost all of the peripheral grain protection teams are mainly composed of militia and soldiers as the backbone, although the militia has participated in a lot of battles, but the combat experience and related combat quality are still far from good.

After all, only by truly experiencing the flames of war can a militia quickly become a real soldier who dares to fight.

"There are only more than 18,000 people in one county, excluding the elderly, children, and women, but there are only about 10,000 people, Commander Lu, how can you organize nearly 10,000 troops when the war starts?"

It was the American envoy Jason who was questioning, and the British envoy Bronson on the side, because of the deal that Lu Yuan and the two countries had negotiated, they were sent over as special envoys, on the one hand, to check Lu Yuan's true strength, and on the other hand, they were also responsible for liaison.

Generally speaking, the conversion rate of civilians and soldiers will affect the functioning of the social system at about 10 percent, and 15 percent, then the social system will almost collapse - the German Soviet Union, at the height of the war, is about 15 percent.

The result was the eventual collapse of Germany and Japan, and the Soviet Union, because they won, of course, is not in the discussion.

And there are more than 18,000 people in Trojan County, and they can organize a team of seven or eight thousand people, almost halfway there, and it is no wonder that their jaws are falling in surprise - what kind of concept is this, this is that in addition to the old people, children, and women, almost all of them are soldiers!

In fact, the current situation in Trojan Horse County is not only for the elderly and children, but also for many women who have undergone high-intensity combat training, and after the battle, they will also take on the most difficult tasks, transferring the wounded, transporting supplies, and in case it comes to the most tragic moment of the war, they must also pick up guns to fight and defend their homes!

War makes women go away, but here, they must fight for their fate!

"There are only more than two thousand regular soldiers, and the rest are militia!"

Seeing that the two of them had no concept of the word militia, Lu Yuan sighed and explained: "That is, reserve soldiers!" ”

He didn't want to tell these foreigners the truth, because he knew that they wouldn't understand, wouldn't understand that everyone here had to work hard in order to survive.

Of course, he was not willing to let women go to war unless it was necessary.

Jason and Bronson muttered and discussed, as if they understood whether they understood or not, but they understood and continued to convene.

"It seems that the situation on the part of the Japanese army is indeed very serious, knowing that we have deployed heavy troops and still come out to grab food!" Luo has a way of wealth.

"Okamura Ningji old dog did this, he wasn't forced by us!"

Wang Mazhu smiled happily: "Let's let the devils exchange food for people, we have more than 100 of their prisoners in our hands, including the generals and lieutenant generals, the average person has 10,000 catties of grain, that is more than 1 million catties!" ”

Everyone laughed in unison, and the Japanese army not only had to grab food to feed the war, but also prepare a ransom, and of course they were driven crazy.

Lu Yuan knew that Okamura Ningji did not hesitate to sacrifice in this situation to send the Japanese puppet army out to sweep, not only for ransom, but also because of penicillin.

If it weren't for penicillin, it is estimated that Okamura Ningji would have started the war a long time ago, and how could it have dragged on until now, and when he asked Su Yan to talk to Okamura Ningji, he was also afraid that he would not attack Okamura Ningji suddenly, and there was also a drag factor.

"Alright, listen to me!"

At a certain point in the meeting, Lu Yuan finally got up and made a concluding speech: "At present, the autumn harvest is still the main battle, and it is the first priority to harvest as much grain as possible, and there is also the matter of preparing to exchange grain with the Japanese army for prisoners of war, everyone is ready, right?" ”

"Commander, I can't wait!"

Everyone laughed, but they knew very well what the ultimate purpose of exchanging food for prisoners of war was this time, and the only key problem was that the Japanese army had not yet determined the specific exchange location, and there was no way to arrange it in advance.

(End of chapter)