"Don't say more, today is ten thousand."

Taiyuan, Meishan Conference Hall.

When the Yellow River was running around in the Suiyuan area, steadily giving full play to the traditional art of rabbits and building industrial infrastructure, the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army, which was hundreds of kilometers away, was not idle.

"Thunder in September and fog in October, I can't keep the harvest next year."

"Last year, Henan Province encountered a drought, and the grain harvest in various counties and districts was very poor, and the people could only rely on the only remaining grain to survive."

"If it doesn't rain this spring, it will be a tough test for everyone."

"Let's talk about our own thoughts, and brainstorm to solve the problem as soon as possible."

Large-scale natural disasters do not come without warning.

Beginning in the spring of 1941, the entire middle and lower reaches of the Mother River and its surrounding areas suffered from drought of varying degrees.

It is only because the losses in agriculture and the economy are still under control that the common people in all provinces and regions have not been crushed by the sudden disaster.

But!

If it doesn't rain in spring ploughing this year, it means that the entire Central Plains will most likely face famine around July, especially in Yu Province, which has been ruined by the God of War at Huayuankou.

The Eighth Route Army, which has always paid attention to the people-oriented, naturally will not watch the suffering of its fellow villagers, which is why the headquarters held an ad hoc meeting this time.

The opening remarks of the deputy general staff made the bigwigs in the conference room fall into deep thought.

After a while, the division commander took the lead in breaking the silence and slowly said what was in his heart.

"Everyone, what kind of work style is the high-level of the preserved fruit, you and I here are very clear. Counting on those people to actively rescue the disaster, it is better to bombard the Dragon King and make a rain. ”

"I personally suggest that our Eighth Route Army must not sit idly by."

"The headquarters should send a force as an advance force to enter Henan Province to prepare for the disaster relief work in advance, so that the disaster will always be one step slower for us."

"Once a disaster occurs, we will turn the tide and save people from fire and water."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present nodded in agreement.

As for the disaster relief, among the major forces in the country, TG has the most scientific response method.

This is because the vast majority of base areas are established in remote areas with relatively harsh climate and economic conditions.

The above-mentioned conditions, coupled with the double blockade and repeated encirclement and suppression of devils and preserved fruits, made the areas where the comrades were active more prone to famines.

As the saying goes, a long illness becomes a good doctor, and he often deals with the same type of problems, so he naturally sums up a lot of valuable experience.

"Haha, Lao Liu's thoughts coincide with mine. Send troops south, I'll see if it's okay! Since everyone has no objections, let's discuss who will lead the team. ”

"Did anyone recommend themselves?"

Hearing this, the senior commanders of the three main forces uniformly moved their attention to the vacant seats of the 129th Division.

It's not that everyone is picking fat and picking thin, or they dislike a lot of messes in Yu Province. The main reason is that the vast majority of people at this stage have tasks in their bodies, and there is really no way to leave their posts.

Needless to say, Commander Beard, Gongwei Border Area has always been his top priority.

Unless it is a large-scale battle personally arranged by the army's morale wizards, and the 120th Division needs to take the initiative to assist friendly forces in combat, the whole division will not easily move its nest.

The Tiger in the Forest also has a heavy responsibility, and the headquarters is ready to send him and the 103 to the east coast to cooperate with the 102 to clear the way for the Air Force's first strategic bombing operation.

The division commander is also very busy, recently the 129th Division is making a big plan for a decisive battle with the North China Front, whether it can kill Okamura Ningji in one go depends on this move, and it will really be impossible to get out for a while.

Looking at it this way, the only people who are qualified and capable of leading troops to the south are infantry experts who are cultivating.

"Okay, that's it! After a while, I will personally inform Lao Xu and ask him to pack his things and prepare to go, forward and forward! ”

"Haha, I'm looking forward to this contest between fellow villagers in Wutai Mountain."

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At the end of January, thirty kilometers east of Fenglingdu, Huawang Village.

"The regimental seat, in front of which is the station where the first battalion of our regiment is located. I really don't know what the hell Qian Bojun is doing, the phone can't get through, the telegram doesn't reply, it's like the world has evaporated! ”

"I'm going to teach him a good lesson in a while, and let that old boy see what the 358 regiment's last name is!"

On the narrow horse road, an infantry battalion of six hundred men was marching at a constant pace.

The weapons and equipment of this group of Jin Sui troops were very chaotic, including the Japanese 38 big covers and crooked handles, as well as Jin-made 65-type rifles and 17-type submachine guns, and even a small batch of magic weapons used by the Eighth Route Army themselves.

In terms of heavy weapons, there are even more variety, and it is not too much to say that all countries have made them.

This situation and this scene all prove that the Jin system, which was in full swing a few years ago, has now fallen into a predicament of decay.

The complaint of his deputy official meritorious service made Chu Yunfei's eyes flash with an imperceptible fierce light, and then he put his hand on the gun on his waist.

"Hmph, Qian Bojun is not an honest person, maybe he is planning some small actions behind his back."

"Their battalion has been out of contact for two hours, and they haven't even sent a cavalry signal soldier to the regimental headquarters, obviously they don't take me Chu in their eyes!"

"Pass my order and get the second battalion ready for battle!"

Between conversations, the troops had arrived at their destination.

Facts have proved that the conjecture in Chu Yunfei's heart is not wrong at all.

After entering the village, he keenly found that all the soldiers of the first battalion of the 358th Regiment had received supplies for the three-day march, and they obviously looked ready to leave.

However, there is one point, which makes Chu and Fang very puzzled.

The soldiers who made a mutinous move in front of them didn't even have a trace of murderous aura on their bodies, and their eyes actually revealed a bit of guilt and fear when they looked at them.

With the doubts in his heart, Chu Yunfei went straight to the command post of the first battalion under the escort of the guard squad. When he entered the door and saw the main master, he asked directly:

"Qian Bojun! Zhang Fugui! What the hell are you having! ”

"Why does your battalion look like it's leaving Huawang Village! Could it be that the higher authorities crossed the regimental headquarters and directly issued an urgent combat mission to the first battalion? ”

"Let me tell you, Commander Yan has stressed many times in meetings that it is strictly forbidden for troops at all levels to leave their garrisons without instructions. If the people in the village are allowed to sneak over to the side of the Eighth Route Army, no one can afford this responsibility! ”

The questioning of his own group seat made Qian Bojun show an aggrieved expression. He slammed open the door and walked out of the command post, pointing to the empty and lifeless village, and said:

"Tuanza! See for yourself! This Huawang Village! This Nakajo Mountain! How many people can be left! ”

"Wake up, Jin Suijun is finished! Chief Yan not only lost Taiyuan, but also lost the hearts of the people of the entire province! If we continue like this, we will starve to death sooner or later! ”

"Even if you don't think about your brothers, you have to fight for your own career."

"Li Yunlong, who you have been thinking about for a long time, is now an airborne combat expert who has taken the military textbooks of the ugly country. If you look at yourself again, you can't even get out of a ravine, you are no longer a level of character! ”

Faced with the emotional outburst of his subordinates, Chu Yunfei didn't know what to refute for a while.

At this moment, he realized that in the entire village, except for his two battalions of infantry, there was really not even a single villager who was moving outside.

In fact, this situation is not unique, and now the entire interior of Nakajo Mountain is facing the problem of population loss.

The reason is very simple, it is because of Yan Laoxi's self-created policy of integrating soldiers and farmers.

The so-called integration of soldiers and peasants is to turn all the cultivated land controlled by the Jin Sui army into a share of land, and use a piece of land to feed six families.

Of the six households, two were to be forced to serve as soldiers. The remaining four families are responsible for farming and paying rent, while providing for the daily life of the Ding family.

What is the difference between this policy of farming, paying rent, taxes, and labor, and having to rush to the front as cannon fodder during wars, and even not leaving the land without authorization for the rest of your life, and serfdom?

Of course, there is something even more outrageous, that is, Yan Laoxi is engaged in joint sitting.

If there is a deserter in a certain village, the whole village will suffer, which is why he has troops at all levels stationed in place.

There is a saying that in the twentieth century, the system of more than 1,000 years ago is still being used. This level of reversing, even a certain social player has to sigh to himself.

Seeing that his immediate boss fell into a short period of confusion, Qian Bojun gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and continued:

"Tuanza, I'm your old subordinate."

"During the Central Plains War in the nineteenth year of the Republic of China, I followed our regiment to fight in the east and west, and there was no merit and hard work."

"I plan to take my brothers to change course and accept the adaptation of Chief Hu, the commander of the 1st Theater of Operations, who is in dire need of an anti-X talent like me. Deputy Zhang Ying and I have made up our minds, everyone has their own ambitions, and Wangtuanzuo can understand. ”

As soon as these words came out, Chu Yunfei instantly came back to his senses. In fact, he can really accept the current result, as long as his subordinates do not defect to the Japanese and Wang Wang.

What's more, who hasn't had the idea of changing course.

"People go to high places, and water flows low places. I can understand your thoughts. ”

"I won't tell you the truth, I also plan to go to the two chiefs Du and Qiu, and continue to kill Japanese beasts in another place."

"But say in advance, you can take at most one company of cronies with a battalion of people. These are Chief Yan's troops, and you and I must not be ungrateful slaves with three surnames. (End of chapter)