"How many people left the camp?"

After his speech, Li Yunlong immediately left the training camp.

At noon that day, Shen Quan came to the regiment headquarters, and Li Yunlong asked Shen Quan.

"There are five."

Shen Quan replied.

"Only five?"

"Haha, yes, yes, it seems that there are a lot of men in the Central Army!"

Only five people left, far below the number expected by Li Yunlong.

He hadn't even shown his newly arrived weapons and equipment, and only equipped the training battalion with some wooden guns, and even then, only five soldiers had taken it out, and Grand Master Li was very satisfied.

"How's the morale?"

Li Yunlong continued to ask.

"Very good."

Shen Quan replied, and then he continued:

"But regiment commander, the non-combat attrition of the training battalion is very high."

"Of the 496 fighters, 117 are temporarily unable to participate in the training."

"In addition to the 52 people who were injured in the prisoner of war camp and have not yet recovered, there are more than a dozen people who are blindfolded, frostbitten, and more than 30 injured on the way back."

"It's fine."

Li Yunlong has long expected this:

"They eat worse than pigs in the prisoner of war camp, and their health is naturally poor, so now they eat and drink well and raise them for a while."

It's no wonder that you can't eat enough, you can't dress warmly, and your body can be good!

With poor health and weak physique, he walked more than 60 kilometers from the prisoner of war camp in Liao County to Yang Village, and walked back on two feet all the way, and there will inevitably be no fewer injuries who fall down.

"For the time being, the training camp will not carry out high-intensity training, let them recover for a period of time, and the main focus will be on ideological education."

Li Yunlong admonished.

The prisoner of war camp is all veterans, and its combat quality can be said to be higher than the average level of the independent regiment, and as long as he undergoes a period of recovery training and strengthens political and ideological education, he is a good soldier of the Eighth Route Army.

"Yes."

Shen Quan nodded.

"Wait."

As soon as Shen Quan was about to leave, Li Yunlong thought of the combat mission of supporting the Liaoxian County Brigade, stopped Shen Quan, and said:

"You pick out all the people in the teaching camp who are in good health and give them to Zhang Dabiao."

The Liaoxian County Brigade wants to ambush the devil transport team, and there are more than 20 devils before and after, and half of the squad is not there.

Li Yunlong planned to send one hundred and fifty people to participate in the battle,

Fifty of them are the combat backbones selected by the second battalion, and with the current level of weapons and equipment of the independent regiment, these fifty combat backbones are enough to annihilate more than 20 devils.

The remaining 100 people were recruits, so that they could see the world and increase their combat experience.

Li Yunlong thought about it in his heart and decided to let the teaching battalion also send some soldiers to participate in the battle, first, so that he could know the combat level of these captured Central Army soldiers, and second, let these recruits know the level of weapons and equipment of the independent regiment.

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Brigade headquarters.

The brigade commander also returned from headquarters.

They also came back with a training group of several grassroots officers and cadres sent by the General Headquarters, and also brought the personnel of the General Headquarters to organize the compilation of military teaching materials based on foreign military books and the Eighth Route Army's own experience.

"It's a pity."

After hearing the thoughts of the brigade commander, the brigade chief of staff had some regrets:

"Although weapons and ammunition are better now, food is still a big problem."

The Eighth Route Army lacked everything, but there were only two of the most severe shortage of materials.

Armament, food.

The others can be boiled, but these two are really helpless.

To fight devils, you have to have guns and ammunition, you can't really fight with all the devils with bayonets.

Although the little devil brainwashed by bushido is leng, he is not stupid, he does not have the firepower to suppress the rapid approach of the covering troops, and the devil will put machine gun bullets and not have to play a bayonet duel with the Eighth Route Army one-on-one?

You still have to have food.

Not to mention having enough to eat at once, at least the soldiers have to have the strength to fight with the devils, and if they don't have the physical strength, what can they do to fight with the devils with bayonets?

However, in both cases, there is a serious shortage of base areas.

Not to mention weapons and ammunition, the Water Waist Arsenal can only produce reloading shells so far, with poor quality and low output, and the only handmade grenades made in the border area are complained by Li Yunlong every day about the poor quality.

Although grain can be produced by itself, the base area belongs to an agricultural economy, the level of productivity is low, and it is also located in the mountainous area of Jindi, the land is barren, water resources are scarce, and the grain output is the lowest in the whole country, and the common people themselves cannot eat enough, and the amount that can supply the troops is really limited.

The training of officers and cadres will not only cause a short-term decline in the combat effectiveness of the troops, but will also consume a lot of food and materials.

The training class requires a lot of materials for the hundreds of people to eat and chew, and the grassroots officers need to consume a lot of materials for the safe escort between the various base areas.

"Let's start with a small training."

The brigade commander shook his head.

There are more than 1.5 million rounds of ammunition and more than 300 Czech-type guns, and even if 500,000 rounds of ammunition are given to the headquarters, within a year, the 386th Brigade still does not need to worry about weapons and ammunition.

Moreover, looking at Li Yunlong's tone and attitude, he estimated the number of follow-up weapons and ammunition, which could solve the weapons and ammunition needs of the entire 129th Division.

But the food...

At present, the food supply situation in the base areas is like a string that has been tightened to the limit, and it can no longer withstand any pressure.

"By the way, didn't this kid Li Yunlong give me a pack of imported white noodles?"

The brigade commander patted his head and remembered the imported white noodles given to him by Grand Master Li:

"I'll ask Li Yunlong to see if this kid can get food."

"Is that kid Xu Ping back?"

The brigade commander asked the chief of staff.

Xu Ping, 22 years old this year, once went to university in Spain and had a very high level of education, but unfortunately, he encountered an accident during the period and had no choice but to drop out after only one year of college.

After the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, he resolutely returned to China and came to the base area to fight devils, and is now the commander of the second artillery company of the artillery battalion of the brigade headquarters, and he is also one of the best gunners in the brigade.

This kid once served as an artilleryman in foreign troops, and even participated in many actual battles, not only can mortars be played, but even body cannons, and the technical level is quite good.

However, there were really not many shells in the troops, and there was no artillery skill.

"It's here!"

said the brigade chief of staff.

In the breakthrough in early February, Xu Ping was injured and went to the headquarters hospital to recuperate.

"Let this kid get ready and go to the independent regiment!"

The brigade commander gritted his teeth.

"Let Xu Ping go to the Independent Regiment?"

The brigade chief of staff was somewhat surprised.

Xu Ping, this kid, is a well-rounded talent!

The boss once asked for someone, but the brigade commander insisted on not letting them go.

"I can't bear the child's wolf!"

The brigade commander gritted his teeth fiercely.

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After arranging the troops to support the county brigade, Li Yunlong returned to the regiment headquarters and took out the application form again, preparing to ponder what weapons, ammunition and materials he needed to apply for to strengthen the cooperation of the second squadron in this ambush of the devils.

After completing this cooperative transaction, you can exchange it for submachine guns, and you can also exchange it for medicines that are urgently needed by the troops.

But before he could put pen to paper, the phone rang.

"Li Yunlong."

Picking up the microphone, the voice of the brigade commander came from the opposite side.

"Hello Brigadier."

Li Yunlong subconsciously stood up and saluted.

"Five company commanders, fifteen platoon commanders have arrived, where are your supplies?"

The brigade commander gets straight to the point.

"Hey, hey, the supplies have been ready for a long time, just waiting for your convoy."

Li Yunlong said with a grin.

"Not home delivery this time?"

The brigade commander pondered in his heart, thought of Li Yunlong's eyes last time, and immediately said:

"Labor and management come to pick up the goods themselves, but you have to make up the freight."

"No problem."

Li Yunlong's tone was calm, and he didn't feel taken advantage of at all.

According to the price he and the brigade commander had set, five company commanders and fifteen platoon commanders, he needed to give the brigade commander the equivalent of 400 Czech-style price codes, and he had already given forty units, and there was still a gap of 360 units.

According to the exchange price of the Czechs and other weapons and ammunition, he now has more than 3,000 Czechs in his hands.

It's only one-eighth of the belongings.

Out of the point shipping drizzle.

"Five Czechs, 15,000 rounds of seventy-nine bullets."

Even if it was the freight, the brigade commander directly opened his mouth, but when this price code was quoted, the brigade commander once blushed, and he himself felt a little embarrassed.

"No problem."

Li Yunlong's tone was still light.

It's like, it's not a problem at all.

This bit of weapons and ammunition is really not a problem.

Although a month ago, these weapons and ammunition could be exchanged for five company commanders, plus fifteen platoon commanders.

Not to mention the cooperation of the entire Annihilation of the Shan Island Wing Headquarters for half a year, that is, the cooperation of the second squadron of the ambush devil nine days later, he can get the equivalent of 1,000 Czech-style weapons and ammunition, to say the least.

He also had to worry about how to get all these weapons and ammunition out.

On the phone, there was a sudden eerie silence.

During this period, only a few occasional coughs from the brigade commander and the chief of staff were heard, and after a long time, the brigade commander spoke:

"Okay, I'll line up and set off right away."

Then the brigade commander changed his tone and asked:

"Do you have any food over there?"

"Grain?!"

The corners of Li Yunlong's mouth were slightly hooked, obviously he was already nervous in his heart, but his tone was still calm:

"I just asked a friend to get a little bit."

The brigade commander was overjoyed, but thinking of the embarrassment just now, he coughed deliberately and thought about it in his heart.

The small-scale peasant economy and the barren base area, coupled with the blockade and destruction of the devils, basically need a hundred ordinary people to afford a soldier who is out of production, and the key lies in the food problem.

In previous meetings at headquarters, the food problem was defined as a more serious problem than weapons and ammunition.

This is because the quantity of grain has a direct bearing on the economic level and price situation of the base areas, and also has a direct bearing on the manpower and material resources that the troops can mobilize in the base areas, as well as the overall morale of the base areas.

In the base areas with a strong mass foundation, the common people are enthusiastic about the Eighth Route Army, but no matter how strong the mass base is, it cannot stop the objective law, and the common people have to eat, and the common people have to work all day and night to make a living.

The people live on food!

It may be no problem to organize the common people to help once or twice, but if there are more, you must pay a certain price, preferably food, otherwise it will seriously consume the mass base.

After turning his face with preserved fruits, the border area tickets issued by the base also need grain to anchor.

The devils have swept up the destruction of the base areas in turns, and the victims displaced by the war all need food to solve the problem.

It can be said that the demand for grain in the base areas is almost unlimited.

Thousands of tons, tens of thousands of tons, hundreds of thousands of tons are not enough to fill this hole.

"Do you want Xu Pingling?"

The brigade commander made his move first.

"Xu Ping?"

Li Yunlong's breathing suddenly became a little heavier.

Xu Ping, he naturally knows!

A high-achieving student who came back from Spain, has served in foreign troops, knows three foreign languages, is proficient in machine guns, mortars, barrel guns, and automobiles, and is simply an all-round talent.

At present, he is the commander of the second company in the brigade artillery battalion, and is also responsible for the artillery training instructor of the brigade artillery battalion.

The boss had to go through it all year, but the brigade commander just wouldn't let him go.

Is this intended for him?

Do you have a gaffe when you kid? On the other side of the phone, the brigade commander finally showed a smug smile.

"Yes!"

Li Yunlong gritted his teeth.

With Xu Ping, he will be able to start organizing artillery training, and it won't be long before he can drum up an artillery battalion.

"Xu Ping, you know, is an all-round talent."

The brigade commander was ruthless this time, and he was completely shameless:

"Five hundred tons of grain, Xu Ping will be yours."

Puff··

Brigade headquarters, the brigade chief of staff squirted out a mouthful of water directly.

Although the price is all over the place to pay back, but with 500 tons of grain, this lion is afraid that his jaw will be dislocated when he opens his mouth.