Receiving Storm (1)

"Battalion Commander Liu, you go to Nanjing Wharf again, and there is a batch of artillery and anti-aircraft guns, which were also brought back by the Soviet Union, I didn't expect you, a German student, to be so familiar with Soviet artillery!" Du Yuming said to Liu Hai with a smile.

"Commander, there won't be any rags this time!" Bangs is depressed when I think about the modified cannon these days!

"Not this time, this time it's 76.2 artillery, and a batch of anti-aircraft guns, all of which are new, speaking of which, if you didn't understand last time, Lao Maozi still has to tell us now!" Du Yuming added

"By the way, this time it's not just the artillery, but also a batch of shells are also shipped on the same ship, about 80,000 rounds, and you have also inspected and received them!"

"Yes!" When Liu Hai heard so many supplies, he called Wu Fatzi and asked him to go to the transportation camp to prepare for the trip!

"Regiment, ah, no, battalion commander! The commander of the transport battalion is not there! Wu Fatzi ran over after a while and said.

"Where?" Bangs has already taken the list of supplies and is ready to go!

"I don't know!" Wu Fatzi spread his hands! Liu Hai ran to the regiment headquarters to find Du Yuming.

"Regiment commander, the commander of this transport battalion is not here, do you have a task for him?" Bangs asked.

"Nope!" When Du Yuming heard that the commander of the transport battalion was not there, he was also a little strange, he had just given an order the day before yesterday that the troops should be formed and redressed, and no one should leave his post without permission!

"Adjutant Sun, where's the commander of the transport battalion?" Du Yuming asked his adjutant!

"Oh, that's right, a few relatives of the transportation battalion commander celebrated him as the battalion commander, and celebrated him at the Nanjing Great World Restaurant, called me, I didn't go, but he didn't dare to call you!" The adjutant said naturally!

"Great!" Du Yuming said viciously

"The people in this unit are all kinds of people transferred from various units, and the military discipline is chaotic, and I am thinking of finding someone to stand up!"

"Captain!" The adjutant leaned in

"This transport battalion commander is the nephew of Commander Qian Dajun Qian, don't you think?"

"That's the best, it's still a good one, just use it for surgery!" The commander of the transport battalion was not there, and Du Yuming called the Ministry of Military Affairs and asked to receive artillery again tomorrow and postpone it for a day today!

After getting permission, Du Yuming took his guard platoon to guard the door, waiting for the commander of the transport battalion to return.

Du Yuming waited for nearly four hours, and it was not until after noon, at about three o'clock, that the commander of the transportation battalion was helped back drunk.

"Report to the Captain! Transport battalion commander. Back! The commander of the transportation battalion saw that it was Du Yuming Tie standing there with a blue face, and hurriedly came over to stand up and salute!

"Don't dare!" Du Yuming said

"You have to celebrate all day as a battalion commander, so when Lao Tzu is the regiment commander, shouldn't you celebrate the last month?"

"This, regiment commander, it's my aunt and a few of my closest relatives who have to set this table of wine, you probably don't know, Qian Dajun, Commander Qian, that's my own uncle! You probably don't know, but they're now the chief of the guard! ”

"Oh!" Du Yuming looked suddenly enlightened! Then he pulled out his pistol and put it on the head of the battalion commander!

"Adjutant, inform Qian Dajun, just say that his nephew is off duty, drunk and does not return, delays the military plane, and is shot according to military law!" After finishing speaking, Du Yuming directly pulled the trigger, and the battalion commander was shot in the head in an instant, and blood splashed Du Yuming's face!

"The country has national laws, the army has military regulations, no matter whose nephew he is, or whose son he is, he should understand when he is a soldier, military law is ruthless, ruthless, and unreasonable!" After Du Yuming finished speaking, he wiped a handful of blood from his face, and suddenly became hideous and terrifying, and everyone didn't dare to move!

Liu Hai admired Du Yuming's courage in his heart, and suppressed thousands of people in the whole regiment with one life, and this battalion commander can be regarded as a well-deserved death!

The next day, Du Yuming went to the transport camp like no one else, and hundreds of people from the whole battalion lined up and down within a minute!

"Your battalion commander was killed by me, and now I announce that there is a deputy battalion commander to take over the position of battalion commander, and the whole battalion is ready to go, and Battalion Commander Liu will take you to the dock to receive supplies, there must be no mistake!" After Du Yuming finished speaking, he stood up and left!

"Battalion Commander Liu, let's go!" The newly promoted transport battalion commander shouted Liu Hai and drove towards the dock with more than a hundred trucks.

Upon arriving at the docks, Liu Hai found that the gendarmerie had divided a large receiving area, surrounded by guards with flower traps.

Liu Hai walked in with the ghost cannon Wu Fatzi and a few people.

"I'm sorry, please show me your ID!" A guard said. Liu Hai took out his ID and handed it over, asking

"Why is there such a big battle this day?"

"Report to the chief, it's not just you who received the supplies today, there are many chiefs, so the guards are tighter!" The guards checked the documents and handed them to the bangs!

After Liu Hai and a few people walked in, they found that there was a circle of officers standing inside.

"Isn't this Liu Shencang!" A national army officer shouted. Liu Hai saw that he was the commander of the 87th Division, and when he was 128, he had met with himself!

"Hello sir!" Liu Hai saluted.

"Captain Liu! How many shots did you get this time? The division commander asked.

"Forty 76-mm guns and twenty anti-aircraft guns!" Bangs said.

"Oh, there are so many, we only have five divisions, and you have forty divisions, this is too outrageous!" The commander of the 87th Division shouted.

"Division, we are a mechanized infantry regiment, the ratio of infantry artillery should be three to one, the ratio of people to vehicles is five to one, the number of these artillery pieces is far from enough, at least such a mechanical regiment needs one hundred and twenty guns, five hundred carts are enough for the basic standard!" Bangs said

"It's just the standard of a mechanized infantry regiment!"

"A trump card is a trump card, not to mention a trump card in the lineage!" Someone on the side said sourly.

"Sir, it's to work with things, a mechanical regiment like ours can fight against a brigade of the Japanese army, if you are given the same equipment, do you have the confidence to fight the Japanese army in the previous brigade?" Bangs said.

"Battalion commander, the ship is coming!" Fat Wu pointed to the dock!

"Let's go!" Liu Hai was about to take a few people on the boat to accept it, when he suddenly saw a group of coolie-like people walking in.

"Master!" Liu Hai asked the commander of the 87th Division

"How did those coolies get in?"

"Hey, we called, your mechanized regiment, there are more than 100 carts at your fingertips, and we only have a dozen, so you can't call coolies to come and help!" The commander of the eighty-seventh division said with some jealousy.

"That's not right!" Bangs sprang out, pulled out his pistol, and fired a shot into the air

"Fat Wu, intercept that group of coolies, don't let them get close!"