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Li Zhongyue didn't say much, received the order, took his team members on the horse and turned around and galloped into the distance, the team members had been reborn, equipped with equipment, each of them was equipped with rifles, 92-type pistols, three armored vehicles, 12 personnel carriers, a communication vehicle, as well as a medical vehicle, a logistics support vehicle, two Hongqi anti-tank missile vehicles, and 24 assault vehicles equipped with heavy machine guns and millimeter recoilless guns.

The firepower of the 100-strong team was stronger than any garrison regiment under Zhang Xiaoqiang's command, which made Li Yaoah, the commander of the first garrison regiment, almost die of envy, and only transported ammunition and supplies with more armored transport vehicles than he forcibly snatched.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the distant brigade with satisfaction, all the good things he got in the barracks this time were equipped with the brigade and the main force.

In particular, the main regiment, twelve main station tanks, plus nineteen Type 4 infantry fighting vehicles, as well as related armored command vehicles, armored maintenance vehicles, and missile anti-aircraft vehicles, formed an armored battalion, which became a sharp saber for Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Compared with the main battalion that has swelled to the size of the people, the other troops are not very good, the cavalry regiment is slightly poorly equipped, and there are enough bazookas and standard weapons, the first battalion is equipped with imitation 4A rifles, and the second battalion is equipped with Type 95 short assault rifles, although the models of the two rifles are different, the caliber is the same, and they are all equipped. Millimeters to protect the NATO bullets, although the two battalions stand together a bit of a miscellaneous feeling, for Zhang Xiaoqiang is nothing, first of all, both rifles can hang grenades, to supplement the lack of support artillery fire, the recoil is small, so that the rider can shoot quickly and accurately.

When it came to the garrison regiment and the independent regiment, everything became a mess, the 95-type rifle, the one-type rifle, the AK4 rifle, as long as there are them, they are all equipped, not to mention the machine guns, there are Soviet, Chinese, there are style, there are old-fashioned ones, and the heavy firepower is even worse, Zhang Xiaoqiang is too eccentric, and the rocket car and artillery above the millimeter are all equipped to the attached artillery company of the main regiment, and the other troops can only watch and drool.

Compared with the garrison regiment and the independent regiment, Alatan Aodu is even more unbearable, even ammunition can not be guaranteed, although there are more than 500 cavalry, but there is no saber, all scraped by the iron plains, the vehicles are seriously insufficient, the infantry is a serious foot soldier, the remaining vehicles have no fuel, the only thing that is stronger than the garrison regiment is that their weapons are all AK4, which can be regarded as institutionalized, there is no shortage of light and heavy machine guns and bazookas, and even has its own artillery company, which can only be used as decorations, From top to bottom, the Minister of Industry was counting on Fei Neng to leak some ammunition to them.

Compared with the chaos of the second-line troops, the Yinchuan Army began to gradually recover its vitality, replenished the soldiers assigned to them by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and made up three infantry battalions, an armored battalion, there was no shortage of weapons and ammunition, the only thing that made Wang Shaohua feel a little nonsense was that the soldiers Zhang Xiaoqiang gave him were all Mongols.

After these Mongols were reorganized, they participated in training with the former veterans, and the scene was more weird and weird, although there was no major incident under the pressure of the superiors, but whenever they were eating or entertaining, it was inevitable that the skin and face of the two sides would be swollen, which also became the characteristic of the Yinchuan Army, and there would always be people going to the infirmary every day to talk to the nurse with the old virgin's face.

After the reorganization of all the troops, Zhang Xiaoqiang's direct troops had the main regiment and brigade, plus the subordinate personnel of the brigade, there were 2,500 people, three garrison regiments, 3,000 people, the independent regiment, 1,200 people, and Xu Hao's cavalry regiment, 100 people, plus 1,500 people of the blood wolf banner of Alatan Aodu.

All the soldiers are added together, Zhang Xiaoqiang's direct force has 1,000 people, if you count the more than 1,000 people in the Yinchuan Army, his military strength finally exceeded 10,000, and he can be regarded as the overlord of the entire party.

The only regret for Zhang Xiaoqiang is that he still hasn't found a helicopter, I heard that there is more than one border regiment in Inner Mongolia, I am not sure whether each regiment has a helicopter, Zhang Xiaoqiang does not count on it, after all, unless the plane is maintained or repaired, otherwise it will be rained outside, and once it rains, it will become scrap metal.

Now Zhang Xiaoqiang's strength has reached its peak, with the addition of various talents inside, gradually on the track, Xu Hao with a battalion of cavalry, swept all the west, almost recovered the small towns in the west, scattered zombies were also killed into the above, the only one close to the border town of Qi County because of the distance, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not want to consume too much oil, so he was not ready to attack, his eyes were fixed on the area from the Yellow River to Baotou, where there were a large number of materials, at the same time, it was possible to find scattered survivor gathering places.

"When will Li Caoifu's second battalion arrive ......?"

Sending Li Zhongyue away, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head to look at Zhang Yunzi, the commander of the second battalion behind him, Zhang Yunzi is not very old, but he is a veteran soldier who has experienced all the battles with Zhang Xiaoqiang, and he is also a small number of soldiers who escaped when the armed helicopter raided the camp, and gradually accumulated meritorious service in the later battles, and later became the company commander of the garrison battalion.

In the defensive battle of Salt Lake Town, his company single-handedly repelled twelve attacks by two battalions of infantry, and finally stood out and became the commander of the second battalion of the cavalry regiment. was promoted one more level, but he was promoted by two levels, and he became the battalion commander beyond the deputy battalion commander.

Now he took his battalion and temporarily stationed in the county seat, waiting for Li Caoyuan's second regiment to come over to take over the defense of the county seat, and at the same time, there were all kinds of people who were good at management work, and they would set up a government, once the city was formed, the formation of a government became a top priority, and all kinds of development planning, infrastructure construction, and material production all need to be responsible for special personnel.

While talking, a large convoy came in the distance, the convoy was close to the county seat under the escort of the cavalry company, and when Li Caoyuan arrived at Zhang Xiaoqiang's side to report, thousands of soldiers in uniform went down to the car in turn, and the whole team was not in the city, although there were enough empty houses in the city, Li Caoyuan thought that let them build their own camps by themselves, and they would have a greater sense of belonging.

The temporary county government composed of more than 20 people stood in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang and saluted him, no one was resentful of this de facto ruler, Zhang Xiaoqiang's identity as a ruler was not identified by the election below, but by a series of battles, and the military ruling represented absolute strength.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has no consciousness as a ruler, and he never thought that one day he would become an emperor or head of state, he has always thought that he is just a small person hiding in the cracks, and he can get to this day only by relying on his luck.

Looking at this group of people, Zhang Xiaoqiang was very strange in his heart, these people were officials after the official formation of the government, and he was never interested in officials, and he always thought that the so-called officials were a group of fools who had something to do and had nothing to do with the second wife, but when he formed his own forces, he was indispensable to such fools, and when he thought that a group of moths were born in his hands, he was not weird in his heart.

Sweeping the faces of this group of seemingly respectful people, Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped on a tall guy, this guy who stood out from the crowd had different skin and hair from the people around him, to be exact, this was a Westerner, a Western man in his forties.

Zhang Xiaoqiang can't tell his specific race, this guy has a big beard, his face is full of wrinkles, he is quite old, and his brown eyes don't have too much compliment in the face of Zhang Xiaoqiang, just general respect, although this person is not good, but the collar and cuffs are quite neat, obviously a man who pays attention to details.

The man has silver hair, Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't know, this person is born like this, or old like this, his eyes turned around on him a few times, swept to his hand, his harvest is different from most people in the last days, very clean, clean excessively, obviously no heavy work, even the nails on his fingers are trimmed cleanly.

"What's your name?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't speak any language other than Chinese, so he asked the foreign man in Chinese, and the man looked up deeply at Zhang Xiaoqiang who was riding on a big horse, lowered his head to show respect for the superior, but said in pure and deep Chinese:

"Steven, full name is Steven. Spielberg ....... ”

p; How many days is the National Day holiday, sending 13,000 words a day, and rushing to write until 4 o'clock in the morning every day, it seems that I can't bear it...... If it's seven days, let me die, and then smash some red tickets.......