"Run!"

"What's the matter, the pork fat gnocchi, the white flour bun hasn't fed you yet?"

Yang Village,

Between the horse tracks.

Li Yunlong carried a full sandbag on his back, roughly estimated, at least fifty pounds, and took the lead in running on the slightly wide horse track, with relaxed steps and steady breathing.

Behind him were more than 300 soldiers of the Third Battalion wearing brand-new winter military uniforms and thick, warm and stab-proof new-style military shoes under their feet.

The three battalions at this time were heavily armed.

The battalion company platoon commander, the chief and deputy squad leader had a barge gun hanging from his waist, the machine gunner carrying a Czech type, the grenadier holding a Type 89 grenadier canister, the ammunition hand carrying various ammunition boxes, the rifleman holding a 38 cover, and a grenade hanging from his waist.

More than 300 people, sparsely following behind Li Yunlong, most of them were panting, and many of them were even shaking.

After Li Yunlong came to the Independent Regiment, he first transferred some of the combat backbones to form the elite second battalion, participated in the battle of the Liaoxian prisoner of war camp, and after rescuing the prisoners of war, he prepared to expand the scale of the independent regiment to 1,800 people.

In order to ensure that the independent regiment had sufficient combat effectiveness, the second battalion basically did not move, and some veterans from the third battalion were transferred into the first battalion, and ten of the 15 platoon commanders brought by the brigade commander were assigned to the first battalion, so that two battalions of the independent regiment could be put into battle at any time.

But at the cost of three battalions becoming outright recruits.

In terms of the overall combat quality of the soldiers, it is not even as good as the training battalion responsible for teaching the prisoners of war of the Central Army.

Not long ago, in the battle of ambushing the devil transport team of the Liaoxian County Brigade, the third battalion was the main force of the battle.

After learning that the three battalions had nearly 100 men and had fought for an hour, consumed more than 100 grenadier grenades and thousands of bullets, and had completely annihilated less than 10 devils, Li Yunlong personally organized the three battalions to carry out heavy training as soon as possible.

Five kilometers of trail running down,

There were more than 300 soldiers in the three battalions, and those with poor physical strength were even about to faint.

Although most of the people who participated in the Eighth Route Army were poor ordinary people, who had been in charge early and should not have bad physical strength, but in the case of not having enough to eat, once they carried out high-intensity and long-term training, the poor foundation was exposed.

"Lao Li..."

Next to Li Yunlong, Zhao Gang also led the team to train with him, he just wanted to say something, but Li Yunlong didn't give him a chance.

Grand Master Li continued:

"Yesterday's ambush was fought by your three battalions, right?"

"Damn, it's a shame to say it!"

"More than a hundred people, with five Czech-type, three grenadiers, forty three-eight canopies, and fifteen twenty-round barge guns, consumed hundreds of trot shells, thousands of rounds of ammunition, and spent an hour."

"I killed ten devils."

"Two of them were killed by the people of the second battalion."

"At the beginning, labor and management were in Cangyunling, and they had a hard time with the Bantian United, killed Sakata, and defeated the Sakata United, but they didn't use up so much ammunition."

"I was wounded fifteen more, and one of them almost killed himself."

"Shame on you!"

As soon as Li Yunlong spoke, the entire three battalions lowered their heads.

In particular, the soldiers who participated in the battle almost buried their heads in the ground.

But Li Yunlong was not used to it at all, and continued to scold:

"Fuck."

"Look at the second battalion, there are also ten devils, the strength is only half of yours, the battle ended in seven minutes, less than 200 rounds of ammunition were consumed, no one was injured, and all the weapons and ammunition of the devils were captured."

"What a fucking shame."

Three embarrassed people in a row said it, and the three battalions were silent.

But Li Yunlong just sped up, so that the third battalion had to barely keep up, and finally returned to Yang Village in a circle, just five kilometers later, many people were already behind.

"I can still move."

"Follow me."

Li Yunlong ignored more than one-third of the stragglers, threw away the sandbags on his back, picked up a Czech style, and rushed directly to the tactical training ground not far away.

Tactical training ground, a trench of several hundred meters, high obstacles, slopes, and finally a section of potholes, with planks and ropes to limit the height.

The purpose is to train the soldiers to advance on the battlefield, and one of the most important skills in this battle is a military skill that can directly reduce casualties and contribute to the success rate of tactics.

In fact, the most suitable is muddy land, and barbed wire is used to limit the height, but Yang Village is short of water, and the independent regiment does not have enough wire, so it can only be settled.

But it's not that easy to get through.

I saw Li Yunlong holding the Czech style in his right hand, easily crossed the trench, climbed high and low obstacles, and after running over the slope at high speed, he quickly passed the tactical training ground in a lying position, a low position, and a side posture.

Behind him, the remaining less than two hundred soldiers of the third battalion gritted their teeth, also carried the guns in their hands, and followed Li Yunlong.

In the end, less than a hundred people passed through the tactical training ground.

But the fastest one was also a full forty seconds behind Li Yunlong, and the battalion and company platoon commanders needed to stay with their own troops, and they were also forced to lag behind.

"None of them qualified."

"It's too slow!"

But Li Yunlong is still ruthless:

"In Cangyunling, none of you will survive, all of them are devils' dishes."

"At such a level, let alone fighting devils, when you go to the battlefield, you are giving away people's heads to devils."

···

"Lao Li, is this too urgent?"

Back at the regiment headquarters, Zhao Gang said to Li Yunlong:

"In the three battalions, even those soldiers of the original independent regiment, the longest, have only been in the army for less than three months."

"Can you handle such intense training?"

At present, the independent regiment and the third battalion are currently a real recruit battalion.

Even the soldiers of the independent regiment who were in the third battalion before Li Yunlong came, the longest time they joined the independent regiment was only a month and a half, except for the company commander and the third battalion commander Wang Huaibao, several company commanders, and even platoon commanders, all of whom were newly promoted.

After a five-kilometer cross-country in full gear, it is directly a tactical training in a simulated battlefield environment, and even few combat backbones can easily cope with it, let alone these recruits.

"I know."

"Slowly increasing the intensity of training and letting the soldiers of the third battalion gradually adapt is the best training method"

Li Yunlong shook his head, and his tone was indifferent:

"But we don't have that time."

"Don't have that time?"

Zhao Gang was stunned.

"What do you think the little devils will do when they know that the weapons and equipment are flowing out of the independent regiment?"

Li Yunlong is very clear.

When a steady stream of guns and ammunition, food, military uniforms, military horses and mules, etc., huge and complicated materials and ammunition poured out from the independent regiment, it didn't take long for the little devils to know.

At present, the troops' ability to keep secrets is not strong enough to conceal the source of such a huge amount of supplies.

"What will the devil do?"

Zhao Gang thought for a while, and immediately replied:

"We will immediately mobilize heavy troops to encircle and suppress the Taiyue Military Region, our independent regiment is a key target, and we may face 10,000 or more devils to encircle and suppress."

There are only more than 70,000 devils in the First Army, but there are more than 300,000 devils in the North China Front Army, and there are more than 1 million devils in the entire Republic of China!

"Moreover, the devils who attacked us were at the most second-class divisions, or even first-class divisions, equipped with large-caliber mountain artillery and even large-caliber field artillery."

Li Yunlong added.

"How long does it take for the devil to find out?"

Li Yunlong continued to ask.

"It may be known in three or five days at the earliest, and if it is slow, it will be half a year at most."

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Gang replied.

"Half a year?"

Li Yunlong smiled and said:

"Lao Zhao, you underestimate the devil's dog nose too much."

"It's too underestimated, my Li Yunlonglu's brother's ability is too much!"

"Brother Lu?"

Zhao Gang looked at Li Yunlong in surprise.

This was the first time he had heard from Li Yunlong that the person who provided weapons, ammunition and supplies for the Independent Regiment was only a surname, and in the past, he was directly replaced by a friend.

"If you have time, I'll introduce Brother Lu to you, but you have to keep it secret."

Li Yunlong mentioned it casually, and then continued:

"In less than three months, I will be able to get at least 10 million rounds of ammunition, 1,000 Czechs, 90,000 60 mortars, 90,000 German-made grenades, and 180,000 grenade grenades."

According to the scale of the standard infantry regiment of 3,000 people, based on the amount of materials approved by Brother Lu in March, it only takes three months for him to obtain this batch of weapons and ammunition.

"Okay, I'm not going to talk nonsense."

Zhao Gang agreed to the request for secrecy, and when he heard the number of tens of millions of bullets, his eyes suddenly showed shock:

"So much!"

"What do you think is a lot?"

Li Yunlong looked at Zhao Gang.

"Not much?"

Zhao Gang's tone was excited:

"Our Eighth Route Army, the total strength in North China, is only a hundred thousand, 1,000 Czech-style, 10 million bullets..."

Zhao Gang's voice gradually lowered.

1,000 Czechs, even if the total strength of the Eighth Route Army is 150,000, can only be 150 people assigned to one Czech, that is, one company and one machine gun.

Counting what the troops already had, there were almost two or three light machine guns in a company.

How?

10 million rounds of ammunition is still calculated based on 150,000 rounds of ammunition, that is, a little more than 66 rounds per capita, plus the original ammunition of the troops, there are almost 100 rounds per capita.

How?

90,000 60 mortars, 90,000 German-made grenades, 180,000 grenade grenades, per capita, less than one shell, a little more than one grenade.

And the devil has a whole set of systematic weapons and equipment.

Rifles, machine guns, grenadiers, mortars, infantry guns, mountain artillery, long-range cannons, large-caliber howitzers, cavalry, armored vehicles, tanks, airplanes.

You only have light weapons,

The confrontation of the system has completely fallen into disadvantage.

Even with these 10 million rounds of ammunition, 1,000 Czechs, 90,000 60 mortars, 90,000 German-made grenades, and 180,000 grenade grenades, this is still the case.

In such a situation, if you want to fight against the devil, even on a small scale, you have to pay the price in other aspects.

By consuming more light weapons and ammunition and paying more sacrifices, we can make up for the lack of heavy firepower and create opportunities to suppress devils and heavy weapons with light weapons.

Moreover, the devil is stronger than the Eighth Route Army, not only in terms of weapons and equipment, but also in the tactical quality of the troops.

There is an inevitable difference between the army established by an industrialized country and the army of an agrarian country, even if there are some exceptions, but on the whole, it is still an absolute fact.

"Not much, really."

Zhao Gang sighed.

"So."

Li Yunlong looked at the three battalions that were still training outside:

"There is not much time left for the fighters of the third battalion."