"It's nothing, Lao Chen, hurry up, I'll go first and inspect the station." Yuan Pengfei commanded, nodded with the others, and walked out of the room.

It was November 1940, and the Battle of the Hundred Regiments had just passed. The casualties of the troops were not small, and the entire company was not yet fully staffed.

Yuan Pengfei used to be the deputy of the third company, and after the company commander died on the battlefield, he was promoted to replace the company commander. Therefore, it can be said that he came and picked up a ready-made, and directly became the leader of the company.

Chen Qiao was also promoted from the platoon commander below, and he has been partnered with him for two months, and the two get along quite well, basically there is no conflict, and the cooperation can be regarded as complementing each other.

In the environment where the head of the regiment, Li Yunlong, and the political commissar Zhao Gang, quarreled every three days and roared every five days, this harmony was even more precious.

The other two who slept with them on the same kang, the thin and tall man was the clerk of the company, he had gone to high school and read private school for two days, and the soldiers called him Xiucai. It is a rare cultural person in the independent regiment and is particularly precious.

That is to say, their battalion is the most valued, just like being raised by the mother in the regiment, so each company is equipped with paperwork. In the second and third battalions, don't even think about this kind of beautiful thing.

The other medium-sized and dark-faced man was the secretary of the company, and the comrades privately called him the black-faced old man. As the logistics management of the company, food, equipment, materials, and funds are all under his control.

However, how many belongings does the Eighth Route Army have, and only two people in the company can share one gun in terms of equipment, and each gun is only five bullets, and the poor are almost pants. The rest of the soldiers can only make up the numbers with big swords and spears, and they still look like a half-cold weapon army.

When it comes to food, this is not the affluent era of the later years. There are many cases of people dying of starvation in these years, who hasn't seen it!

Under the blockade of the Japanese puppet army, and there was no central government to distribute material supplies, the little food of the Eighth Route Army was saved by the people in the base areas one by one. Not to mention that you are full, what you can eat is considered good.

is the head of the regiment, most of the time a meal is also two corn nests, plus a bowl of wild vegetable soup to deal with a meal, it is impossible to enjoy it.

Finally, when it comes to materials and funds, it's even more hilarious. There are only a few dozen sets of winter clothes left in the company, and on average there are only three or four sets per squad, and only the soldiers on duty and stand guard will wear them on weekdays. The rest of the warriors were dressed in single clothes and shivered in the winter.

funds, even the remaining 100 people, may not be able to come up with two pieces of the ocean. Just a few border tickets, buy a little grain in the base area, and when you get to the county town controlled by the devil, it is worthless.

In such a poor situation, this secretary is not easy to be. Provide the best logistics support for the soldiers as much as possible, but not consume too much and exhaust the stored supplies. So he could only detain and search, and was jokingly called a black-faced old man by the soldiers.

"Company commander."

When the sentry saw Yuan Pengfei, he hurriedly raised his gun and saluted, his face was full of reverence, he was a veteran under Yuan Pengfei.

Yuan Pengfei: "Xiao Wang, there was nothing wrong last night, right?" ”

Xiao Wang: "Report to the company commander, last night was safe and sound, everything is normal." ”

"It's hard work, go back and drink a bowl of ginger soup after changing the guard, don't freeze your body." Yuan Pengfei patted him on the shoulder and said kindly.

"Yes, company commander."

Xiao Wang opened his mouth and happily agreed.

It's just that his smile is a little scary.

After a night on duty, although he was wearing cotton clothes, how could he withstand such freezing. Xiao Wang's face was already blue from the cold, and his body was still shivering.

Yuan Pengfei saw it, and he couldn't bear it. But what about him, he is just a pawn crossing the river, and he can only do his best to lead these amiable and respectable fighters to victory and make a contribution to the great cause of resistance against Japan.

Walking around the village, Yuan Pengfei also saw the bright posts and secret posts on duty along the way, greeted them one by one, confirmed that there was no situation, and then walked to the company's training ground.

This is also something that can't be helped, the Japanese devils are particularly arrogant, and they also have the initiative. As long as the clues of the Eighth Route Army are discovered, and a part of it is sure to be swept and annihilated, it will brazenly launch an attack.

And for the veterans of the Independent Regiment, no one will forget the battle of Yangcun. The devil's Yamamoto commando was originally going to sneak attack the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army in Daxia Bay, but when they passed through Yang Village, they were discovered by the sentinels of the second battalion and fought a night encounter, with a battle loss ratio of 200:0.

The independent regiment was scolded by the angry boss as a dough, the regiment commander Kong Jie was directly dismissed, the second battalion suffered heavy casualties and was reduced to a reinforced company, and the enemy only left a steel helmet and easily withdrew.

This is not just a shame for the Separate Regiment, but also for each and every one of their soldiers. After the regiment commander Li Yunlong was transferred, he quickly made the soldiers unite as one and be ready to be ashamed at all times by telling about the spirit of the wild wolf and the way of meeting and training.

And middle-level cadres like Yuan Pengfei at the company and battalion level have also learned a lot of lessons in the first battle. Each company had to send two sentry posts, one bright and one dark, to be supervised and inspected by the battalion to be vigilant against the enemy's attack.

When Yuan Pengfei walked to the threshing floor, the soldiers of the three platoons each formed three columns, stood in line neatly, and had begun assassination training.

Glancing at the soldiers who were training, and comparing them with the memories in his mind one by one, Yuan Pengfei probably had a number in his heart.

The platoon is the most complete and the best equipment. There are 12 people in each of the three classes, and a total of 37 people plus the platoon leader. Each class has a firepower point, one Czech-style and two crooked handles, which are definitely precious belongings.

The second platoon was slightly inferior, and the three classes were not fully staffed, with a total of only 30 people. The light firepower is only two crooked handles, but the rifle is still 20 shots, and the average three people can divide two branches.

The worst thing is the third platoon, there are only 25 people in the whole platoon, which is equivalent to only two squads. The rifles were divided into two people, and the rest of the warriors were all armed with broadswords and spears.

Even the only crooked handle was the platoon commander of the third platoon, Wu Zhongliang, who had a dead face and the company to come down. Of course, this is mainly because the soldiers of the third platoon can't chill their hearts, thinking that they have no one to take care of, so even the inside made such a decision.

There was also a cooking squad inside, with a ten-person establishment, all equipped with broadswords and spears, and only the squad leader held a medium-sized rifle with a smoothed rifling.

They are making a post-training breakfast for the trained fighters at the moment. Of course, this is thanks to the blessing of the black-faced old picker, and the company can add such a meal luxuriously. The other companies only have two meals a day, no way, poor!

Handing the rifle in his hand to Zhang Jianru, the commander of the second platoon, Chen Qiao stopped the demonstration training and gave two instructions. Then he came over and asked with concern: "Company commander, how is the situation at the sentry?" ”

Yuan Pengfei: "It's not bad, devils are also people, and they don't want to be frozen in winter, so the possibility of attacking the base area is relatively small." ”

The two talked a few words about the training of the soldiers, and then talked about winter clothes.

Chen Qiao frowned and said, "Company commander, the young soldiers who eat can still overcome it, but the soldiers who are frozen can't overcome it." Today three more soldiers fell ill, all of them frozen.

Together with the seven fighters who fell ill a few days ago, the company has already had 1/10 non-combat attrition, what should be done? ”

Chen Qiao was only a platoon commander before, and this kind of thing was not his turn to consider at all. Now that I have become a deputy, I naturally have no experience, so I can only ask how to solve the old qualification of the first leader.

But this kind of thing, if it weren't for the presence of so many soldiers, Yuan Pengfei would have scolded his mother a long time ago.

When Commander Li came from the quilt factory, he brought 200 sets of new cotton military uniforms. Sprinkled into this independent regiment of 1,000 people, it only slightly filled the gap.

Especially this thing is not the same as the gun talent, you can give them a battalion of hard work. In that case, the soldiers of the second and third battalions will be chilled, and if they don't do it, there will be a big mess.

Therefore, the winter military uniform can only be divided according to the proportion of heads, and they have a total of 107 people in one battalion and three companies from the company commander down. Theoretically, it should be divided into 21 and a half sets, and the logistics department in the regiment said: "You can't give 21 and a half sets, so if you want to take 21 sets." ”

Yuan Pengfei's predecessor was a veteran who had suffered from the cold, and he knew that every set of winter clothes could save a life this winter. How can you agree to such a condition!

So he insisted and said: "The regiment commander said that the average score is the average score, we even have 107 people, 21.4 sets, and the 0.4 sets are to give me slits of pants, and it is really not okay to tear half of the cloth and cotton, but it can't be so uneven." ”

In the end, the lawsuit came to Political Commissar Zhao, and the two chose a compromise method under mediation. The logistics department replaced 21 and a half sets of winter military uniforms with 22 sets, and the three companies suffered a little loss and took out a set of tattered old winter clothes as a price.

After all, being able to wear a warm military uniform is a good military uniform, regardless of whether it is new or old. His life is gone, who cares if he looks good or not!

That's it, plus the original reserve of 15 sets of winter clothes, there are only 37 sets of winter clothes in the third company, and on average, three people share one set.

But think about it, half a set of winter clothes can make Yuan Pengfei and the logistics minister of the regiment headquarters turn their faces, and the regiment commander of 200 sets of new winter clothes will let the brigade commander hold on to it. 70 sets of winter clothes, this is forcing Yuan Pengfei to death, and he can't help it!

But he can't say that yet, Yuan Pengfei can only say haha: "About the winter clothes, I'll go to the regiment headquarters to think of a way, with dates or not, to see if I can do two more sets."

Sick soldiers, the two of us will visit in a moment. Let the cooking squad make more ginger soup, in addition to the sentry on duty, the sick soldiers also drink more, to drive away the cold, maybe it will be better. ”

Chen Qiao nodded, indicating that he understood, and he also knew the difficulty of this matter.

The Eighth Route Army was poor, and it was blockaded by the Japanese army, so it was not easy to wear winter clothes. Sick soldiers can only carry it, because even the barefoot doctors in the countryside are not so casual to find, even the regimental headquarters does not have one, and the independent regiment is all carried when they are sick, and there is no second way.