There was nothing to do overnight, and Han Yunhua got up a little late the next day, and when he arrived at the training ground, the troops had already finished training. Fortunately, after the reorganization of the unit was completed, he no longer interfered in the training of the troops, except for occasionally guiding the special combat team, but most of the time it was Yang Chengwu who trained on his behalf.

Fu Zuoyi and the others got up very early today, they were woken up by the sound of the army's training, so they simply got up to take a look at the training of Han Yunhua's department. This look really made them see that the problem was coming, the cold wind in the morning, the tree hanging formed on the trees will return to Sui, and the whole city will be dressed like a fairyland. It's a pity that this beautiful scenery was blown away by the whistling northwest wind, leaving only people with a strange cold shiver. But this is the kind of weather, Fu Zuoyi and others saw that the troops of the Inner Mongolia Military Region were extremely thinly dressed, not to mention cotton clothes, not even a thick coat.

Despite this, these men from Saibei continue to train non-stop. Fu Zuoyi counted them, and on the way from the military region's guest house to the training ground, they encountered 19 square teams, each of which ranged from 2,500 to 3,000 people, and each soldier was dressed in a single coat, carrying a large backpack on his back, carrying a 38 large cover, and some even carrying a light machine gun with a crooked handle, even those who looked like officers, and there was no difference in the slightest.

The arrival of Fu Zuoyi and others had already attracted Yang Chengwu's attention, and by the time the members of the observation group of the Jin Suijun army arrived at the training ground in Chengbei District on foot, the training of the troops had already entered the end. Yang Chengwu walked over with two guards to greet Fu Zuoyi and the others, saluted and said: "Yang Chengwu, deputy commander of the 300th Division, welcomes the leaders of friendly forces to come for guidance."

Although the political commissar system was implemented within the Eighth Route Army, the Nationalist Government did not recognize the political commissar set up by the Eighth Route Army, so all the political commissars were attached to the deputy positions of the Nationalist Government, so Yang Chengwu, the political commissar, naturally became the deputy division commander.

"Where is it, Deputy Division Commander Yang is also a famous anti-Japanese general, Zhangbei suffered a big loss in the hands of the general, and the guidance is exempted, it is still necessary to study and study, but I don't know where the commander of your army is Han?" Fu Zuoyi is very clear about Yang Chengwu's status in the Eighth Route Army, although he is not as good as those veteran generals and commanders, but he is definitely the best among these newly rising generals, and he has won the trust of the upper echelons of the Eighth Route Army. At the same time, Yang Chengwu's tactical command level is also extremely high, and he is Han Yunhua's right-hand man. So in front of Yang Chengwu, Fu Zuoyi didn't dare to hold it up.

What's more, the current Yang Chengwu is the deputy commander of the 300th Division, although Fu Zuoyi himself is the commander of the 35th Army of the National ** Army, with the rank of lieutenant general. However, you must know that the integrated division is different from those local miscellaneous divisions, even in the battle sequence of the Central Army of the National Government, there are only a few model divisions. And the division commanders and deputy division commanders of those model divisions are all with the rank of lieutenant general, and their treatment is not inferior to that of the commanders of ordinary armies, and they are all inferior. You must know that the number of a reorganized division should be about 30,000, although I don't know if the reorganized 300th division has been reorganized, but Yang Chengwu, the deputy division commander, is definitely a real lieutenant general.

"Our commander has other things to do now, and he will come after the military training is completed, and now let me accompany you around, it just so happens that our President Peng and several heads of the military region are also there, so let's take a look." Although Yang Chengwu said this, his mind was full of doubts. He knew Han Yunhua and knew that he was not a rash person, and although Han Yunhua gave him the task of training the army during this time, it did not mean that Han Yunhua didn't care about the training of the troops, almost every day Han Yunhua would go to the training ground for a while. Although this time will not be too long, how can he be late for something important today.

There is nothing to quibble, Han Yunhua did get up late today, he slept at half past four last night, and Han Yunhua, who had been staying up for several days, did get up late today. By the time he arrived at the training ground, the fighters were lining up and walking towards their respective camps, where the officers on duty in each unit had already prepared breakfast.

Seeing Mr. Peng, Fu Zuoyi and others coming towards him, Han Yunhua hurriedly greeted him. Of course, they also saw Han Yunhua, and they heard Mr. Peng smile from afar: "This kid stayed up late last night on the eighth floor, you look at his eyes, they are red like a rabbit." Hahahaha" With Mr. Peng's joke, everyone laughed along. Isn't it, those blood-red eyes really look like a pair of rabbit eyes. However, the current Han Yunhua's eyes are not as cute as the little white rabbit, but because of staying up late for a long time, Han Yunhua's eyes are full of bloodshot and look scary. ,

"Boss, what you said is not kind, I have been thinking about how to entertain you big chiefs all night, you see that I haven't had a good rest this night, not only do I not understand me, but I also gloat, which is too unkind." Han Yunhua immediately countered that he couldn't let people spread the nickname of this rabbit eye, otherwise this person would be thrown to his grandmother's house.

Mr. Peng's eyes lit up and asked, "Oh, according to this, how do you want to entertain us?" Well, let's talk about it. I don't want to watch you train for three or five days here, so it's better to go back to the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army, it's all the same anyway. You have to come up with new tricks for me, and don't fix those false things. Mr. Peng asked along with Han Yunhua's voice, he knew that Han Yunhua must have been fully prepared when he said this, and he knew that Han Yunhua was not a casual person.

Han Yunhua didn't answer Mr. Peng's words directly, but said with a smile: "Mr. Peng, don't worry, how to entertain you, I'll talk about it later, now what we have to do is to hurry to the canteen and have breakfast, otherwise there will be no seats if we go late." ”

Mr. Peng knew that Han Yunhua's headquarters was uniformly supplied by the headquarters of the military region earlier, and when each unit participated in military training, the personnel on duty would send breakfast back and distribute it to the soldiers. The breakfast of the special combat team was eaten by themselves in the canteen of the military region, so they could only find a seat after the soldiers had finished eating and left. The last time he came, he was embarrassed, and he waited five or six minutes in the cafeteria to get a seat.

At this point, Mr. Peng admires Han Yunhua very much, whether you are a commander or an ordinary soldier, everything is equal here, and there is absolutely no such thing as opening a small stove and going through the back door. There are clear rules on what to eat, how to eat, and when to eat, and even the commander of the military district must abide by it. However, these officers could choose to eat back to the dormitory, but all the officers, including Han Yunhua himself, had always been accustomed to eating in the cafeteria, and almost no one would go back to the dormitory to eat for breakfast. However, sometimes I am too busy to leave for lunch, but many people send guards to get some food in the office or dormitory, including Han Yunhua, the commander who has to accompany his daughter-in-law every day.

But even so, Han Yunhua and the others were still late this time, and when they arrived at the cafeteria, a large cafeteria with more than 400 tables was all full, and there was not a single empty table. Han Yunhua smiled bitterly and looked at Mr. Peng, the meaning was self-evident.

Mr. Peng didn't care, and asked strangely: "Yunhua, I remember that when I came last time, there weren't many people who went to the canteen to eat every day, although the canteen on Daqingshan was very small, but I still have a number of people in my heart, and there are definitely not so many." ”

"It's nothing, the last time you came, you only saw the trainees of the special operations brigade, and the number was about seven hundred. Now you see about 1,200 people, and about 1,600 people who haven't arrived or have already finished eating. That's because more than 1,500 military cadets we have recruited this year also eat here, and the first, second, and third phases of the special operations brigade training units also eat here, and those teachers and instructors who are studying at military schools at home, so this large cafeteria, which can accommodate 1,300 people to eat at the same time, is so crowded. Han Yunhua explained carefully, he knew that Mr. Peng was very concerned about these issues.

Han Yunhua knows the lives of the ten marshals who founded the country well, especially those who have commanded battles on the front line for a long time, and the strongest feeling that Mr. Peng gave him was jealousy and hatred and sympathy for the poor people. Peng Dehuai studied for two years in his childhood, and then due to the death of his mother and the serious illness of his father, he dropped out of school to cut firewood and sell it to subsidize the family. Later, he worked as a farmer at home and worked in a coal kiln; When he was 15 years old, he participated in the starvation of the people, was wanted by the government, and fled to Dongting Lake to work as an embankment worker. In 1916, he joined the Hunan Army as a soldier, hated imperialist aggression and the dark rule of warlords, and germinated the idea of enriching the country and strengthening the army. In 1919, in order to help a poor peasant, he secretly organized the "Poverty Relief Association" in the company, and sent the members of the Poverty Relief Association to secretly execute the local bully landlord, tax bureau chief and director of the embankment bureau Ou Shengqin (his brother was a senior senator of the Hunan Provincial Military Supervision Bureau). He was arrested after the incident and escaped on his way to Changsha. For Mr. Peng, who is only 40 years old this year, the concept of equality and other progress has been deeply rooted in his bone marrow, and he can't see the poor being angry, but he is also a person who adheres to the truth.

After Han Yunhua finished speaking, he accompanied Mr. Peng and the others to the other places in the canteen, looked at the food of the soldiers, and asked the soldiers what they were saying. ,

Today's breakfast is very hearty, meat bun porridge, and a large pot of pickled old fragrant Chinese cabbage on each table. Mr. Peng walked to the dining table of a soldier in a green military uniform and asked softly, "Little comrade, do you eat these every day?" ”

The soldier raised his head and saw that it was Han Yunhua and the others, so he hurriedly got up and saluted, and then replied loudly: "Report to the chief, no, we eat differently every day, sometimes it is steamed porridge, some is steamed porridge, and sometimes it is flatbread porridge." The military region stipulates that steamed buns are served once a week, steamed buns are made three times a week, large cakes are served once a week, wowotou is once a week, buckwheat flour cakes are served once a week, and porridge is served every day. After answering, please instruct" The little soldier's answer made Mr. Peng very satisfied, knowing that Han Yunhua did not give him a special act, of course, he also knew that Han Yunhua disdained to do these evil and crooked things.

"Do you know him, then?" Mr. Peng pointed at Han Yunhua and asked the little soldier.

"Acquaintance, comrade commander of our military district." The little warrior replied immediately.

"Since you know him, why didn't you see him and not give up your seat to your comrade commander?" Mr. Peng continued to ask whether the quality of the personnel of the Inner Mongolia Military Region had also declined after such a major change, and that the reorganization of the Inner Mongolia Military Region by the Eighth Route Army Headquarters would not affect the development of the Inner Mongolia Military Region.