Chapter 131: A Busy Day (1)
Meng Qingshan took everyone to see the recruits trained in the boot camp early in the morning for several days in a row, comforted many laborers at noon, gave lectures to the Military and Political University in the afternoon, and held meetings and discussions with everyone in the evening.
On October 6, the fifth day after Meng Qingshan returned to the fortress, Meng Qingshan asked the Sixth Regiment and the Fifth Regiment that had just been replenished to let them return to their original stations to rest and develop, and there were only more than 32,000 people left in the entire fortress of the Seventh Regiment of the Second Detachment Headquarters and Wang Minggui's Seventh Regiment, Artillery Regiment, Recruit Corps, Teaching Team, Wounded Soldier Battalion (Medical Department), Investigation Battalion, Propaganda Team, and Logistics Department, and less than 5,000 regular soldiers among these tens of thousands of people, and the rest were laborers and ordinary people rescued by the Second Detachment. Meng Qingshan first selected 6,000 qualified personnel from among the laborers, all of whom were strong men aged 18 to 30 and put them in the new regiment to begin training, and then selected 5,000 people from among the laborers to form five garrison regiments, all of which were equipped with domestically produced weapons produced by the Shenyang Arsenal in the warehouse of the Fengxiang Fortress, but there was an obvious lack of heavy weapons, and each regiment was equipped with 10 heavy machine guns and 10 grenadiers...... However, for the garrison regiment, such weapons and equipment were sufficient, and the remaining personnel borrowed the reclamation corps of Xinjiang after the liberation, and after arriving in the Luobei base area, they dispersed to various places and waited for the spring of the next year to grow grain.
Because the laborers are all men, and the identities of the people inside are also varied, including bandits, soldiers, forest teams, thieves, etc., so that they can feel at ease and honestly farm, they need the discipline of the army to control them, otherwise this group of people will have to poke a hole in the sky, and when the time comes, let Meng Qingshan find a Nuwa on the mountain to make up for the sky, Meng Qingshan is most worried that most of the people in this group are about thirty men, and they are energetic, and once they arrive at the base and see women, they must not make mistakes. When the time comes, let the local people think of them to resist the United Nations, so Meng Qingshan used them in the ancient Three Kingdoms period of the Tuntian soldier system, and formed them into a reclamation corps, first, to allow these people to train while producing and farming, once the main force is short of people, they can replenish personnel from among them, and second, to put them together to take care of them so that they can reduce the probability of making mistakes.
In order to prevent the wounded from committing suicide and depression, Meng Qingshan sent those with minor injuries as long as they could still be alive to train recruits in the new corps, and the seriously injured Meng Qingshan would also squeeze out some time to go to the hospital every day to chat with them, and Kan Dashan enlightened their psychology, and also told them the arrangements made by the headquarters for them. However, the seriously wounded were waiting to die in ancient times, and many soldiers were killed because they became crippled and useless, and took up weapons to commit suicide, for the wounded in this battle, among them there were more than 400 seriously wounded, even though the hospital of the second detachment headquarters actively rescued the wounded, but there were still 120 people who died because of the infection, and the remaining people woke up and found that they were either missing an arm or missing a leg.
"Lao Ding, you are an old brother, an old comrade, an old party member who has been fighting with me until now, and you are still the battalion commander, why did you take the lead in a hunger strike, cause trouble for me, and disturb Lao Tzu's sleep, is it easy for Lao Tzu to sleep, believe it or not, Lao Tzu killed you." Meng Qingshan's eyes were dark at this time, and he pointed to a middle-aged man on the hospital bed with a broken right arm and scolded.
Due to the busy days of Meng Qingshan did not sleep enough for a day, this person from time to time appeared some things to keep him busy, yesterday just lay down not long after Xiaohuzi reported that it was the miners in the group fight, so that Meng Qingshan could not rest to solve the matter, and after solving the matter, he came back to sleep to see if the time was okay It was already four o'clock in the morning, and then took Ha Qi to check the garrison outside the fortress, went to the recruit regiment to check the training of the recruits, and then went to the headquarters to stay for a while, In the end, Li Yanping saw Meng Qingshan snorting while looking at the message, so he persuaded him to go back to make up for sleep, and not long after lying down, a group of seriously injured people went on a collective hunger strike, and Meng Qingshan ran to the hospital wearing a single coat.
"Division Commander, I'm a waste now, I don't want to drag everyone down, you kill me!"
"Lao Ding, don't think that I don't dare to kill you, how big it is, it's not that you don't have an arm, it's not that you can't shoot, you don't still have a left hand, you have to learn more from the ancients, you see that our ancestors lost an arm, they didn't lose heart, and they got up from the cold, and worked hard to train and practice one-armed swordsmanship, and fought all over the world invincible, like Ximen Blowing Snow, Jing Ke, and Baiyun City Lord, all of whom lost their right arms and practiced left-handed swords, which have been passed down through the ages."
"Teacher, I haven't heard of any of these, is there really one? I haven't read a book, don't lie to me. Ding Mingshan looked at Meng Qingshan with wide eyes and said.
"Of course there is, I can still lie to you, I originally wanted to arrange you to be the head of the garrison regiment after you get well, but now it seems useless, I'll let that Dong Qing be the leader." Meng Qingshan shook his head and said.
Ding Mingshan heard Meng Qingshan's persuasion and slowly let go of his desire to die, and when he heard that Meng Qingshan was actually preparing to make himself the head of the garrison regiment, he immediately said excitedly: "I should be the division commander, I should be." ”
"Aren't you going on a hunger strike? You can't stand such a little hardship and want to commit suicide, how can I give you such a difficult task, you must know that the garrison regiment is the guarantee of the base area, in case you are defeated by the Japanese army once, you will not want to commit suicide, then what do I want you to do, I want a person who will never give in to a hundred defeats, I think it is better to hand over the position of head of this regiment to Dong Qing, no wonder when I talked to the political commissar about you, he immediately shook his head and refused you to be the head of the garrison regiment, it turned out that he had known it for a long time. ”
"Teacher, where do I have a hunger strike, I just ate too much in the morning and don't want to eat, and that Dong Qing is blind in one eye and is not as good as me! It's better for me to be the head of this regiment, I'm the one who has lost a hundred battles in your mind. ”
"Oh, it turns out that my hygienist was wrong, so you can recuperate here now!" Meng Qingshan smiled and got up to leave.
"Commander, Commander, have you forgotten something?"
"What?"
"Warrant! Aren't you going to appoint me as the head of the garrison? ”
"Tuan, your main task now is to heal my injuries, and if you make trouble, I'll let you go to the cooking class as a gangster." Meng Qingshan waited for him fiercely and said.
After Meng Qingshan went back, he hurriedly brought Li Yanping and others to discuss it carefully, and finally discussed it for nearly two hours, and Meng Qingshan returned to his temporary room from the headquarters with satisfaction, took out a pen, wrote silently on a blank piece of paper for nearly two hours, and then got up and lay down on the bed, and fell asleep without even taking off his clothes.