Chapter 10: Anqing (31)

Mo Di took the telegram handed to him by Ou Shounian, swept it at a glance, and immediately understood what was going on, the 526th Regiment went from Shanghai to Zhejiang, from Zhejiang to Anhui, whether it was the previous 1056th Regiment or the current 526th Regiment, only sold materials to brother troops in exchange for land or bounties, and never reached out to Shangfeng. This time he suddenly made such a stretch, which was a bit unexpected by the peak, and Mo Di was also a little gloomy, he had been walking for three months, could it be that the situation in the six counties in the west had fallen to such a point!

"They won't reach out until they have to." Mo Di said: "Sir, you are clear, we have been out to fight for more than two years, and we have been fighting under the commander's banner. ”

"Tianzong is familiar with the six counties in the west, and analyzes the reasons why this happens." Ou Shounian also didn't understand why the situation had changed so much in just three months.

"When I was in the West Six Counties, I was not only the commander of the 526 Regiment, but also the military commander-in-chief of the West Six Counties. After I left, the military and government of the six counties in the west were separated, the finance and economics were scattered, and even within the military, they were divided into the 11th Brigade and the 176th Division, and everyone went their own way and could not be unified, which caused the current situation. Mo Di said.

"Isn't there a third district? The third district has jurisdiction over the six counties in the west, Commissioner Li Shengzong, and the commander of the Eleventh Tour is also him, isn't this military and political integration? Speaking of this, Ou Shounian suddenly realized and said: "I know, the third district has stripped away some of the economic interests of the 176th Division before, isn't it?" ”

Mo Di smiled, neither admitting nor denying it, this is an obvious thing, everyone can see it, there is no need to say it too clearly, and said lightly: "I can't help but think of them when I am fighting, and I will only think of them when it is my turn to fight." That's good, who is responsible for the opening fee, wear and tear fee, and bereavement fee, and the war is money, and without money, ten will lose ten. ”

"That's right." Ou Shounian nodded, he was a soldier and knew the difficulty of the battle, and said: "The combat expenses this time have been determined, and they will be paid by the Anhui Provincial Guerrilla General Headquarters, after all, it is because the third detachment of the Shipai Eleventh Tour is the first attack, and Commander Li Pinxian has agreed to allocate it." However, according to the knockout rounders, the 48th Army will pay in advance first, because the guerrilla commander's headquarters needs a period of time to raise funds, and they are afraid of delaying time and delaying the fighters. Don't look at me with this kind of vision, it's normal for the 48th Army to pay in advance, and I used to do this, and I will pay in full after the above. Do you think we are paying according to the order or have some savings? When Ou Shounian said this, there was cunning in the corners of his eyes, and there was an obvious taste of temptation.

Mo Di smiled and said: "Military seat, with all due respect, I think that the military department should not only not reduce the province, but also supplement it, for example, send an additional artillery battalion to help them, and also show the attitude of the military department." ”

"Hehehehe, Tianzong, you are still very much towards your old army." Ou Shounian said: "No problem, I asked Li Baicheng to send a battalion to help, they are idle in Mabu, and they are really moldy." However, in terms of supplies, I could not replenish them, because I also asked the 176th Division headquarters to allocate them according to the order, and then I transferred them to the 176th Division after the supplies from the guerrilla headquarters arrived. The 176th Division is a field division, and although it has only three main regiments, it has a large regimental-level baggage unit, and it has no problem at all to support such a small-scale operation. ”

Mo Di nodded, and he figured out some more ways to manage the national army, with the division as an independent unit. In the past, the brigade level was the largest combat department, and now the regiment level is also a standard combat department, not an independent combat unit. No wonder most of the division commanders are major generals, most of the regiment commanders are colonels, only brigade commanders, and there are colonels and major generals, which is a bit chaotic. Now, after the end of the Wuhan Campaign, the new unit structure directly abolished the brigade level, with three divisions under the jurisdiction of the army, three regiments under the jurisdiction of the division, three battalions under the jurisdiction of the regiment, three companies under the jurisdiction of the battalion, and three platoons under the jurisdiction of the company. It makes sense to position the combat unit as a division, a division of five to six thousand people can compete with a wing of the Japanese army, and in the current situation, a small-scale campaign can be conducted. An army of 20,000 people can suppress the main brigade of a Japanese army's first-class division with about 10,000 people, and it can also carry 15,600 people from a first-class division and regiment, and it is enough to carry out a medium-sized battle. Thinking of this, Mo Di realized that the commander of the new field regiment that he had previously reported should not be directly under the 48th Army, but a field supplementary regiment belonging to the 176th Division, a division without a supplementary regiment of 5,000 people, and an additional regiment of 6,000 people, that's all.

Mo Di knows that although he has earned a breath for the government to play the sightseeing ship, the basket is not small, and it should be cold for a period of time, but it is a little long to put it for three months. But it's normal, in the past three months, first the end of the Battle of Changsha, followed by the landing of the Japanese army in Qinzhou Bay, and the high-level people are estimated to be attracted by the sudden change in the situation in southern Guinan, and they no longer care about having such an idle little regiment commander in Mabu.

Thinking of this, Mo Di couldn't help but feel a trace of anger in his heart, and a proposal rushed out: "Military seat, I am responsible for getting back the detailed receipt of the 526 regiment to the military department, and see if there is more or less." ”

"Hahahaha!" Ou Shounian laughed, patted Mo Die's shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, this kind of material will only be more, not less." The 176th Division, lend them 10,000 guts, and they do not dare to intercept them, otherwise, they will bear the responsibility for the disadvantage of the battle. The current Nationalist Government has killed such people so badly that even if they run to Nanjing, it will be difficult for them to live. Your old friend Tang Ruru also has a small army in his hand, specializing in investigating the embezzlement of ink, and once it is verified, it will be a dead end. ”

Mo Di smiled embarrassedly, he didn't care in his heart, there are many routines below, this kind of material, ten out of ten can have six layers in place, even if it is good, as for the receipt, they are all signed one by one, and there will be no flaws. I seldom accept the materials above, I don't know much about these ways, and those units who look at the appropriations from above every day do everything they can to get the appropriations and materials from above.

Since the military seat said that it was okay, he should not have nothing to do, there is no new thing in Guinan, just wait for the report from above every day, Anqing projectile land, a Liu Zuoxin can't make a big wave, plus a Japanese infantry brigade can't make any big waves, for a while, Mo Di entered a state of boredom again.

Li Baicheng came to tell Mo Di that Lan Shiyun took a battalion to Qianshan, according to the meaning of Ou Shounian, the artillery regiment is raised in the military department, the cost is too great, it is better to put it everywhere, and you can fend for yourself, you don't need to eat the white food of the military department, let the military department raise it for nothing. Li Baicheng's artillery regiment, the following three artillery battalions, namely the Kruber Hill Artillery Battalion, the Japanese-style Type 92 Infantry Artillery Battalion, and the Air Defense Battalion, only need to leave the air defense battalion in Mabu, and the other two battalions, one to the 176th Division and the other to the 138th Division, to reduce the burden on the military headquarters.

Mo Di asked Li Baicheng where he was going? The 176th Division is still the 138th Division, Li Baicheng shook his head and said that he could only stay at the regiment headquarters. Mo Di laughed and said that the next two people's lives were about the same, Mo Di was completely unemployed, and Li Baicheng was semi-unemployed. Li Baicheng said with a smile: "Since it's boring, it's better to go out for a walk." Mo Di was also bored, but he didn't know where to go, and asked: "This place, I have traveled all over the historic sites within a radius of ten miles, ten years ago the Red Army was rampant in this place, and many historic sites were destroyed by man, so I can't see it." Do you have any good proposals? ”

"About ten miles to the northwest, there is a village, named Dongchong, there is an osmanthus tree in Chongli, which is thousands of years old, and it is worth seeing." Li Baicheng said.

"Millennial osmanthus?" Mo Di everywhere he goes, he likes cultural monuments, especially tablets, and rarely goes to see these natural landscapes, if he is not bored to the extreme, he probably will not accept Li Baicheng's point of view, and said with a smile: "This is worth seeing." We in Guilin, known as the laurel forest, are afraid that it is not easy to find a thousand-year-old osmanthus tree. ”

"Osmanthus is common in Guangxi, Guangxi is known as the eight osmanthus, and it can be seen that there are many osmanthus trees." Li Baicheng said: "The osmanthus tree has the distinction of cinnamon, golden cinnamon, and osmanthus, as well as the difference between the four seasons of cinnamon and the second season of cinnamon, in our side, after autumn, you can smell the fragrance of osmanthus for half a year." When osmanthus is the most fragrant, women beat the osmanthus flowers, add brown sugar, make flower filling, wrap the rice balls in the Lantern Festival, and the entrance is a rich osmanthus fragrance, which makes people have an aftertaste. ”

Mo Di nodded, he had eaten the osmanthus filled rice balls, which were not as tempting as Li Baicheng said, but because the fragrance was too strong, it seemed that Li Baicheng did not want to eat rice balls, but was homesick.

It has been more than two years since I came out, and I have been back home once last year, and most of these brothers around me have not returned, what is the situation at home, my parents are healthy, and those who have wives and children are more worried.

Well, take a look at this thousand-year-old osmanthus tree, or you can also relieve the unhappiness in your heart.

Li Baicheng asked people to drive a car, and it was a place to drive, and when the car had no road, he got down and walked. A local vegetable farmer who often delivers vegetables to the artillery regiment knows where the tree is and volunteers to be a guide.

Get on the car from Mabu, all the way to the west, the warm winter sun is on the body, it is also very comfortable, along the highway from Mabu to Meishan, the car is very smooth, Mo Di and Li Baicheng sit in the trunk, looking at the outside scenery from the side tarpaulin crack, quite depressed, not too much green. After the highway leaves the Erdao River Valley, there are piles of hills, hills in winter, and the grass and trees are withered and yellow, and there is really not much beauty.

After walking for a short while, the car stopped, and the guide told Mo Di that from here, he was going to walk, Mo Di asked how far he wanted to go, and the guide thought for a while, and he was very determined to resolutely say: "It's not close, I'm afraid that it will take a few bags of cigarettes, and the two chiefs will have to work hard." ”

The enemy is dumbfounded, the kung fu of a few bags of cigarettes is no more than ten minutes, at most only half an hour, what is it for those of you who often march long distances, this guide thinks of himself as something, the official who is not diligent is still lazy to make soldier oil! and Li Baicheng looked at each other and smiled, and walked away.

Turning a small hill, a green came into view, Mo Enemy didn't realize that his eyes lit up, and the yellow dead branches all the way had no color in his eyes, but he didn't expect that the green was all here. The so-called single tree also becomes a forest, although the osmanthus tree in front of it can not be called a forest, but that layer of dark green, has made a lot of forests inferior, the huge crown cover, but also let the tree naturally form a space, the local people got some rough stones as seats, random decoration, and there is no intentional decoration, but it adds a bit more natural, maybe a long time, the stone is polished bright.

Mo Di sat on the stones, touching the stones without edges and corners, looking at the weathered tree trunk, looking at Li Baicheng who stretched out his arms and hugged the trunk, an ancient tree, a young man, forming a stark contrast. Suddenly, a thought appeared in my mind, this osmanthus tree has seen thousands of years of wind and rain, and has also experienced thousands of years of sunshine, not bowing its head for the Yuan people and horses, nor will it be sad because of the Qing people's hair cutting, cold and summer, wind, frost, snow and arrows, thousands of years, or this menacing Japanese people, it is just a passing cloud. He was only three months of loss, and compared to the osmanthus tree in front of him, he couldn't even call it a flick of his fingers. Thinking of this, there was no fetters in his heart, Mo Di stood up, walked to the osmanthus tree, stretched out his hand, wanted to hug the osmanthus tree with Li Baicheng, held hands, and found that it was still insufficient, and more than half was missing.