Far away, Chen Feng recognized the person standing in the courtyard at a glance and greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Monk, it's really you."

Monk Wei, who was watching the soldiers' training, turned his head when he heard this, and directly gave Chen Feng a hug quickly.

"Brother, you've been having a pretty good time lately, and everyone under your hands is red-faced. When I was at the regiment headquarters, I had already heard that you had fish and meat all of a sudden, and even the regiment commander was envious and wanted to move to you for a while."

Chen Feng waved his hand without generosity, and directly opened his mouth to send Monk Wei a few hundred catties of frozen meat, and welcomed Monk Wei in by the way. As for Li Erniu's squad leaders, they left first.

In Chen Feng's bedroom, the small table on the kang was cleaned up again, and a few portions of cooked meat and a pot of small Japanese sake were served.

The monk swallowed his saliva, first gulped a few pieces of meat, and then drank a few sips of sake. Only then did he reluctantly shift his gaze from the table to Chen Feng's face.

"Brother, the head of the regiment asked me to inform you that a meeting will be held in Chenjiayu in 5 days, isn't it, as soon as I think that our brothers haven't seen each other for a few months, I will personally come to send you a letter."

Chen Feng smiled at this, but he didn't say anything, he actually understood it in his heart. Monk Wei came to deliver the letter, which was just one of his intentions, and more importantly, he wanted to eat here.

Chen Feng's idea was not wrong, at the beginning, Li Yunlong planned to let someone come to deliver the letter, and the entire communication class was vying to come to Chen Feng, and everyone knew what Chen Feng's food was like. And as a communications officer of the regiment headquarters, he will naturally be well entertained, which makes the communications squad that has been gnawing on the nest for several months eager to wear it. It's a pity that Monk Wei ignored the disparity in identity and snatched this beauty difference alive, and the entire communication class gritted his teeth with hatred.

"You like to deliver letters so much, why don't you come to the communication class."

Hearing that he was going to Chenjiayu for a meeting, Chen Feng asked curiously, "I don't know what the content of this meeting is, and the whole group is going?"

In the end, under Monk Wei's explanation, Chen Feng understood.

It turned out that after several months of precipitation, the battalions, companies, and platoons had developed relatively well in their respective base areas, and had taken good root in the base areas. The purpose of this meeting is only to discuss how to fight the enemy in the future.

In the evening, under Chen Feng's warm hospitality, several squad leaders took turns pouring wine, and Monk Wei, who had a decent amount of alcohol, directly poured it without knowing the personnel, so he fell asleep on Chen Feng's kang.

However, this can be regarded as injuring 1,000 enemies and 800 self-inflicted losses, Chen Feng and Li Erniu are also drunk at this time, if it weren't for the support of other soldiers, Li Erniu's squad leaders may not even be able to get out of the door.

After a night of silence, after having breakfast in the platoon early in the morning of the second day, under Chen Feng's arrangement, several ordinary soldiers took Monk Wei around the entire village, and by the way, they looked at the situation of the whole platoon. As for Chen Feng, he followed several squad leaders to discuss the matter of going to the regiment headquarters for a meeting and the future work arrangements.

Two days later, two sturdy horses wandered at the entrance of the village, occasionally gnawing on the grass that had just grown on the ground. A large wagon was full of goods, covered with sticky cloth, and a soldier dressed as a common man, with a whip in his hand, was taming the mules and horses of the goods.

The wildfire burns inexhaustibly, and the spring breeze blows and grows again, which was originally used by the poets of the Tang Dynasty to describe people's perseverance, and it is best to use it in the independent regiment here.

After the sweep, the whole independent regiment was only about 500 people, and in just two or three months, the number of people increased again to more than 1,000, which was not much different from before the war. Although this combat effectiveness may be much weaker than before, it is believed that after a few major battles, the tactics of the fighters will inevitably be greatly improved.

Chen Feng and Monk Wei rode horses along the way, looking at the scenery along the way. From time to time, grab a pot of sake and take a sip. At this time, it doesn't seem like you're in a hurry, but you're traveling through the beauty of spring.

No matter how good the beauty is, there will be times when it is annoying, and no matter how long the journey is, there will always be a time to arrive. After a two-day long journey, Chen Feng came to Chenjiayu, who had been absent for a long time.

The current Chen Jiayu is no different from when he left, except that it was white and replaced by green. The laughter of the children also increased in the village, and listening to the laughter of the children, Chen Feng's heart gradually relaxed a lot in this laughter.

Chen Feng didn't come early, but he wasn't too late. The other battalions, companies, and platoons in the regiment have also arrived more or less, and some of them who have traveled a long way may also arrive tomorrow.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Chen Feng, because Chen Feng doesn't know them. Even the ruthless and burly middle-aged man in front of him didn't know anything, if it weren't for Monk Wei's introduction, he wouldn't have thought that it would be his battalion commander Zhang Dabiao.

After Chen Feng apologized for a while and gave a lot of supplies, Zhang Dabiao dissipated his anger and turned away with an angry face.

Chen Feng was at a loss, he knew that the soldiers under Li Yunlong were all unruly, but they didn't come to each other like this, everyone was a comrade, how could it be like fighting a local tyrant, the monk was laughing and silent.

After following Monk Wei to meet Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang, several people exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then they lived in a common people's house under Monk Wei's arrangement.

At night, the platoon commanders of each battalion and company were entertained by Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang, which could be regarded as a great blessing. As for where so many good things came from, it was thanks to Chen Feng's cart of supplies.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, it was not until the middle of the night that everyone dispersed.

"Lao Li, you really plan to separate Chen Feng from the second battalion and set up an independent platoon."

At this time, on the kang in the house, Zhao Gang and Li Yunlong were sitting cross-legged on the kang, and there was a plate of small peanuts on the table.

Li Yunlong, who had no choice but to pinch a peanut and throw it into his mouth, pursed his lips to express his dissatisfaction, and then spoke.

"You also saw the special operation that Chen Feng proposed."

Speaking of this, Li Yunlong seemed to have come to the spirit and straightened his waist.

"You said that I didn't think that I would train one hundred and eighty people, like Chen Feng, equipped with the best weapons and the best training, so that they could become a sharp knife of the independent regiment."

Zhao Gang also agreed very much with the special operation plan proposed by Chen Feng, in fact, he and Li Yunlong had also thought about this aspect at the beginning, but the two of them at that time did not have such a detailed special operation as Chen Feng wrote at this time. I only want to gather the people with a skill in the whole regiment together, and form a sharp knife to stab the enemy directly in the heart when fighting, and in peacetime, I scatter them in various battalions, companies and platoons to let them help others make progress together.

Zhao Gang nodded and thought for a while, "Chen Feng once said in his letter that there is currently a special operations team in the Jinzhong region, and that is the little devil unit that attacked Lao Kong in Yang Village. Judging from the various records alone, this army is indeed much more powerful, and it is really not easy for ordinary people to be its opponents, especially their numbers, which are not too many, and once they are hidden, they cannot be discovered at all. And if they strike, it will inevitably lead to major results."

Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang both understood this truth, and even the headquarters understood that there was nothing to be done, otherwise the people at the headquarters would not have only let Kong Jie raise horses.

It was precisely because he knew that Kong Jie blocked the gun for the headquarters, otherwise he would have been shot a long time ago.

"In that case, let's decide, and bring it up at the meeting tomorrow.

But Zhang Dabiao seems to be very unhappy, you have to do a good job of Zhang Dabiao's ideological work, don't let anything go wrong at that time."

Speaking of this, Zhao Gang couldn't help laughing, thinking about it, he directly separated the most combat-effective platoon under his command for no reason, and no one wanted this.

Enlightening the ideological work of the soldiers should have been the task of political commissar Zhao Gang, but Li Yunlong knew that Zhang Dabiao was a bastard, and if it was left to other things, Zhao Gang would really be able to speak, but in this matter, Zhao Gang might not be able to suppress Zhang Dabiao if he went, it seems that he can only let go of this old face and have a good deal with Zhang Dabiao.

On the second day, the sun was shining, it was the day of spring and summer communication, and it was neither hot nor cold at noon, everyone sat in the courtyard, listening to Zhao Gang and Li Yunlong, one white face and one black face, one was humorous, and the other was serious, which also caused everyone to laugh.

"Look at Chen Zhigen, a small platoon leader, carrying two Wang Ba boxes, the multiple of the telescope is bigger than Lao Tzu, you kid can do it.

Ah, no one will believe you when you go out and say that you are a regimental leader." ……………

Li Yunlong pinched his waist with one hand, and pointed at Chen Zhigen with the other, a village lady who was alive, seeing that other people's families were better off than his own, his face was full of disgust and a little envious.

Chen Feng looked at the person Li Yunlong was referring to, and he could be regarded as knowing the cadres in the regiment.

Chen Zhigen is not very old, in his 30s, but he is also a quiet person based on his face. To say that he is a scholar is more like a warrior on the march to war.

But people can't be good-looking, it's this quiet person who just made his name. As Li Yunlong said, the two Wang Ba boxes and the telescope larger than Li Yunlong's multiple are evidence.

Well, in the words of later generations, the conference was generally a success. Although there are some small flaws, they do not hinder the overall thinking.

It was in this meeting that Chen Feng finally knew why Zhang Dabiao did not have a good expression on himself.

In this regard, Chen Feng could only burst into tears, lamenting that he had carried the black pot for Li Yunlong.