Chapter 237: Recruiting Troops and Returning to the Army
The square is recruiting troops, but the mountain artillery is facing a mess!
It's not that the capital of Outer Mongolia hasn't received the news!
But after receiving the news, a group of officials, large and small, fled into the deep mountains of the north with thousands of people with valuables!
Naturally, the mountain artillery did not have time to pursue, and besides, five or six days have passed since the first battle fought in Outer Mongolia, and this group of people has long since disappeared!
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Although he has 500 million in his pocket, he is used to living a hard life, and he has not let go of any of these things.
Even, ransacked several wealthy tribes.
The total number of more than 6 million, no matter how you say it, it can be worth a division commander of a devil!
"Master, 50,000 people have been recruited, but some women are also going to join the army!" Jiang Chen grabbed his scalp and ran close to the arsenal where the mountain artillery was.
This is the light weapons production workshop built by the Maozi Gang in Outer Mongolia!
Naturally, the blueprints were not obtained, but the weapons did activate some of the more bizarre ones.
Although the main model is the same Mosin Nagant and the turntable type Deg Galev, the appearance is a little strange no matter how you look at it.
But if you really want to talk about some details, I really can't say it!
It wasn't until the curious mountain gun, who bought a Deg Galev from the system and put it in front of the semi-finished products produced in Outer Mongolia, that he found out a little bit of fucking.
It turned out to be the butt!
Not only is it a little straight, but it's also a little long!
Moreover, it seems that the assembled parts are also somewhat different, and dust and sand-proof guards have been deliberately added in some places!
The weapon looks a bit muscular, and with the handle attached to it looks like a blunt weapon.
These Outer Mongolians don't want to play horseback riding and slashing with hot weapons, right?
Jiang Chen, who was waiting for a reply, curiously assembled the semi-finished product.
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"The voice is dull, the gun body is calm, and the bullet speed is good, but it's not very comfortable to hold!"
"Go, busy with your go, how many women are going to join the army?"
"More than 50,000!"
"Huh? So much?! β
"In order to break through the minefield of the devils, the Soviet Union let the Outer Mongolian army ride on the mines, and a lot of people died.
However, they were not given pensions, and these women who had lost their husbands could not live anymore, some of them relied on selling meat to feed the children at home, and some of them engaged in handicrafts.
But the location of Outer Mongolia is so remote, the Soviet Union is a collective economy, the southwest of the Shengshi is fighting, the central Ma Hongkui is scraping money everywhere, and the Jin Sui army in the southeast is defeated by the principal and retreats.
Outer Mongolia, which relied on the Soviet economy, was on the verge of collapse after successive defeats of the Soviet army. β
Mountain Cannon lit a cigarette for himself, "What about hatred?" How did these women feel about the Soviet Union? β
"I don't have any feelings about the Soviet Union, this group of people has deep feelings for races and tribes, and they have no concept of the country, but they hate Qiao Bashan a lot!"
"If you have this, you have to make more use of it, don't talk about the Soviet Union, let the army change its name, and restore the army! Lead everyone to recover Outer Mongolia and return to China, with food and clothing, it is still useful, and every family is well-off! β
"But, it's always a little wrong for women to join the army, right? Male and female ginseng together, easy to have accidents! Jiang Chen hesitated.
"Who said that participation is one? A woman can be a general! The selection was carried out, and the civil and military all-round talent won the first place as the commander-in-chief, and the ribs were at a level! Spies can't escape our search, and having a leader is better than a group of dragons without a leader! The mountain cannon took a puff of cigarette and remembered the heroic posture of those women in the barracks, "Let's go, let's take a look!" β
Ulaanbaatar, which was easily taken, did not build a defense, and changed from a crusading army to a soldier of the Liberation Army, and patrolled on foot with his butt crossed and his chest held out amid the shouts of more than a dozen officers promoted in the line of fire.
"Erden, left leg disabled, unqualified!"
"General, give me food... I'll dig a hole!! Why don't you let me raise horses! "The lame man, after being touched by two soldiers of the Liberation Army, immediately lay on the ground and cried when he heard the result." There are five children in the family, and they all starved to death without food, general, please, let me be a soldier!! β
"No, you can't even run, and when you get to the front line, aren't you shot? Lao Tzu is good to you! Ma Pole raised his foot and wanted to kick away Erden, who was holding his calf, and lifted his foot several times, but he couldn't lift it, "Yo he, it's quite strong!" Then just hold it! NEXT!! β
The mountain cannon looked at a group of men who had been brushed down around him, but found that they were either missing ears and blind eyes, or they had broken arms, and even missing a leg!
"What's going on?"
"There is also a lot of hatred between tribes here, and although the state is formed, the personal feud continues, and this group of people is the warrior who has been injured in the fight against each other. The Outer Mongolians value warriors, and after the battle, they are rewarded a lot, but after the founding of the country, many tribes will be exterminated one by one by the country's warriors as long as they go to war, on the grounds of disobedience! β
"It's all elite! If you raise it, it's all at the level of a dead soldier! β
To tell the truth, the mountain artillery really admires the onboard load of the foot basin chicken, abandoning all disgust and hatred, and the single-round individual combat ability is definitely one of the best.
is not afraid of death and dedicates himself to the country, this is already a pure soldier!
The mountain cannon squinted his eyes, looked at the cries everywhere, and counted, and the men and women added up, there were more than 5,000 people!
"Let Xiangma clear a clearing, fence it off by the way, and lead this group of disabled people over!"
"Master, religion and belief are different, let's use liquor..." Jiang Chen instantly understood.
"It's okay, as long as we are regarded as supreme beings, it doesn't matter if we are Buddhas, demons, or gods! By the way, let the second child come over! "The mountain cannon suddenly remembered the second bald guy!
For a long time, outside the city of Ulaanbaatar.
The second child, who was bare-headed and somewhat shrunk, dressed in the lama costume prepared for him by the mountain cannon, walked into the circle formed by the ringing horse majestically.
"Erden, what do you say this group of people have gathered us all together? Do you want to kill them all? After all, we're all wasters! β
"Don't worry about Mbar, look at those homeless children on the street, haven't they been trained by them and put on military uniforms and distributed food, if my death can bring a better life to the children, let them kill me, a waste!"
"Don't say stupid things, the lion of the great Khalkha tribe, although he is not afraid of death, we are not lambs to be slaughtered!" Mbal straightened his chest as he spoke, and looked at the more majestic Xiangma on the side, a little stunned for a moment. "How can this group of people grow so majestic? A head taller than a warrior like me, I can assure you, these people are definitely not devils! β
"It doesn't matter if it's not, at least, whether it's recruiting troops or relief, they took out food!"
"Well, it's a pity, you won't let us join the army, damn Qiao Bashan!"
At this time, a group of people also saw the brightly dressed, practiced the iron head Mahayana, and walked up to the wooden platform prepared in front of him with a bald head. (To be continued.) )