"Suspend the battle plan?"

Brigade headquarters.

War room.

Hearing the order of the brigade commander, the staff officers were all surprised.

Someone couldn't help but ask:

"Why?"

The battle plan of the all-annihilation mountain island wing has been drawn up, and according to the map sand table deduction, each time it ends with the 386th brigade completely annihilating the devil's mountain island wing.

And it was a big win.

The casualty ratio will not exceed two to one, two devils, and one of the 386th brigade.

Why do you want to postpone it all of a sudden?

"Let Li Yunlong make a move first!"

The brigade commander word for word:

"This kid's purpose is to decapitate Yamashima!"

"Decapitate Yamashima?!"

The brigade chief of staff raised his eyebrows and said in a surprised tone:

"No wonder this kid attracted Yamashima in!"

If it weren't for Li Yunlong's ruthless hand and almost canceling the establishment of the Beijing Brigade, the devil would not have sent a wing in so quickly.

Although it's a matter of time.

The chief of staff of the brigade headquarters has been wondering in his heart recently, why Li Yunlong jumped up and down and hooked the mountain island wing in, it turned out that he was looking at the life of the old devil on the mountain island!

The brigade commander and the chief of staff glanced at each other, and they all understood what the other party meant—this should be the purpose of the God of Wealth behind Li Yunlong.

"Then let Li Yunlong block it for a while."

The brigade chief of staff rolled his eyes and came up with a poisonous plan:

"Taking advantage of this period, we will first concentrate our troops and fully surround the Yamashima United."

"Then, annihilate him!"

As he spoke, the chief of staff clenched his fists and was murderous.

"Yes, annihilate him!"

The brigade commander also slapped him hard.

"Annihilation of the Mountain Island United!"

In the war room, the staff officers roared in unison, full of murderous aura.

At the beginning, the battle plan of the brigade headquarters was to inflict heavy losses and annihilate them.

It is very difficult to completely annihilate a devil infantry wing with a total strength of 3,000 people, even if it is an infantry wing of a garrison division.

The ratio of forces is sufficient.

But devils are not fools, they won't get into the pocket formation by themselves, and once things don't go well, there will definitely be some devils who will run away and break out.

However, if Li Yunlong can eliminate the captain of the devil's wing, briefly defeat the devil's command structure, and add the current strength and firepower superiority of the 386th Brigade, it will be very feasible to completely annihilate it.

···

Yang Village.

This village, perched on the top of the slope of the Taiyue Mountains with a cliff in the background, has changed dramatically at this time.

On the steep cliff behind the village, after being climbed up by Yamamoto's special forces to raid the independent regiment, Kong Jie ordered people to strengthen the vigilance and cut off all the points of strength that could be climbed, rattans.

But after Li Yunlong came, he saw the terrain advantages here.

This curved cliff with a minimum of 15 meters, a maximum of more than 30 meters, and a width of more than 400 meters is surrounded by cramped and undulating slopes, and there is no way for the devil plane to come.

Simply fabulous warehouse location.

So began to organize manpower, digging warehouses under the cliffs, building mountain roads, and building security facilities around the perimeter, where today, the largest warehouse of the Independent Regiment is located.

It is also the most important ammunition that is in stock.

Strict security measures have been put in place.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Lao Zhao Tou, the former secretary general of the Independent Regiment and now the warehouse manager of the Logistics Supply Department of the Independent Regiment, looked at the holes carved out by hoes and sappers around him, and subconsciously showed a stupid smile.

It's like an old farmer, patrolling his grain depot.

Every time I walked into the warehouse, I looked at this warehouse, which was located fifteen meters below Yang Village, designed by the mysterious experts invited by those regiment commanders, and nearly a thousand soldiers of the Independent Regiment were excavated little by little, and now it has even begun to extend deep underground.

Old Zhao couldn't help but be shocked and proud in his heart.

This is a warehouse excavated by the Independent Regiment little by little, which can resist the bombing of devil planes and store most of the belongings of the Independent Regiment.

Not so long ago, although this warehouse was empty.

There were only a dozen tons of weapons and ammunition.

But today, there are warehouses with more than 1,500 tons of ammunition, of which 82 mortar shells alone contain 240,000 rounds.

In fact, it is very inappropriate to store so many materials in one warehouse, as the old saying goes, you can't put your eggs in one basket, once something goes wrong, it's a big problem.

But there is no way now, there are only three safe warehouses in the regiment.

And the 82 mortar shells have a large transportation demand, and they can be transported in large quantities in a short period of time, and this warehouse in Yangcun is the warehouse.

Therefore, the regiment commander planned to dig a few new warehouses under several surrounding peaks, secret warehouses that could prevent bombing by devil planes, and specially used to store ammunition and other important materials.

He even heard the head of the regiment mention that a large reinforced concrete warehouse would be built in the future.

I don't know if there is a large reinforced concrete, and the head of the regiment has not painted cakes once or twice, and said that there will be planes and tanks, but Lao Zhaotou is very satisfied with the current warehouse.

"Take sixteen hundred 82 mortar shells."

Behind Lao Zhao Tou was a logistics officer sent by the artillery company, who was holding a material approval from the regimental headquarters in his hand.

"Okay."

After registering, Lao Zhao Tou took the guards to help carry the shells.

···

"Sixteen hundred shells!"

Yu Jindou loaded a box of 82 mortar shells onto the horse-drawn cart, but he was thinking about the numbers he had just heard.

1,600 rounds of 82 mortar shells!

He subconsciously thought that this was impossible.

As a veteran gunner of the headquarters artillery regiment, he enlisted in the army for more than five years, and served as a gunner during the Red Army.

The requirements of the artillery platoon commander are very good calculations, which are much higher than those of other troops.

But he still doesn't know, what is the situation with his own troops?

60 mortars were fired, which required a personal order from the regiment commander, and 82 mortars were fired, which required a personal order from the brigade commander.

In the Loess Ridge Annihilation Battle, when he killed Lieutenant General Abe Guixiu, the group actually found that it was the devil's headquarters over there, and there were many officers in and out, so they applied for the opportunity to fire the 82 mortar.

But in the end, only four 82 mortar shells were fired!

To deal with such an important target of the devil command with a devil lieutenant general, only four shells!

One can imagine how lacking artillery shells are in the troops.

Although they knew that the independent regiment was wealthy, the headquarters now had a full meal, thanks to the support of Grand Master Li, and as soon as they came, they were assigned a new 82 mortar, with a range of 3,500 meters, and a weight of only 55 kilograms, and the accuracy was even higher.

But a company, ten mortars, was allocated 1,600 shells, one hundred and sixty pieces each, a whole two base shells.

It's unbelievable.

If there were so many shells in a regiment at the time of Loess Ridge back then, they would definitely be able to bury all those devil officers, instead of killing only some of them, but fortunately, there was a big fish in it.

But for now.

Two shells in one box, a full 800 boxes, Yu Jindou is very clear, after all, he is studying hard, and he is striving for the goal of being an artillery platoon commander or even a company commander.

It's impossible to count wrong.

So, the number of shells is real, and they really got 1,600 shells for a company.

And their task was to assist two companies in guarding the Xiazhuang stronghold.

Two infantry companies with one artillery company?

The independent regiment is really rich!

Yu Jindou sighed again.

Then, he remembered the advice of the boss before he set off, when the boss gathered their whole battalion and personally told the soldiers of each of their headquarters artillery regiments:

After completing the combat mission to support the Independent Regiment, remember to bring back the mortars issued by the Independent Regiment, the transport mules and artillery shells, and empty the warehouses of the Independent Regiment.

And, the order was issued personally.

Let them take the order to get the shells, and no one dares to stop them, Yu Jindou believes this-after all, the order has the signatures of the boss, the deputy general staff, and the division commander.

At that time, the battalion commander didn't react, and asked why in a daze?

As a result, the boss's answer was beyond everyone's expectations:

Our headquarters artillery regiment went to the independent regiment to help, and gave Li Yunlong a short-term job, and he was not allowed to pay his salary?

Subsequently, the boss once again told in a serious tone:

Li Yunlong was an old rich man in Shanxi, and he was a habitual offender who deducted wages, so he had to do it himself, and repeated the instructions three times, he must empty the shells in the warehouse of the independent regiment, and not a single one will be left.

Yu Jindou, who has read Xinhua News, remembers that Li Yunlong is from Dabie Mountain!

How did he become an old rich man in Shanxi in the mouth of the boss?

But seeing the warehouse of the Independent Regiment and the shells issued at this time, Yu Jindou understood that the boss had taken a fancy to the cannonballs of Grand Master Li.

I'm going to let them rob it openly!

But he remembered the rows of ammunition boxes he had just seen in the warehouse, and a rough estimate showed that there were at least eighty or ninety thousand boxes in them, and Yu Jindou was very confident in his counting ability.

The shell boxes in the warehouse, there will be no more, not less.

He couldn't help but laugh.

There are a total of 650 people in the artillery regiment of the headquarters, and even if not a single person is sacrificed in this battle, it is impossible to complete the boss's order - to empty the artillery warehouse of the independent regiment.

Is it possible that everyone will return to the headquarters with fifty boxes of shells?

These 82 mortar shells, two in a box, shells plus propellant and wooden box, weighed twelve kilograms, fifty boxes, that was six hundred kilograms.

And it's not enough!

Six hundred and fifty people, each with 50 boxes, can only move more than 30,000 boxes.

"Boss, you underestimate Grand Master Li's wealth."

"Hahaha..."

Yu Jindou couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at, hurry up like a cannonball!"

In the narrator, there was a scolding from the company commander, but when Yu Jindou saw it, his company commander was actually laughing.

Is it the order of the laughing boss?

Or are you looking forward to the upcoming blockade?

After all, this is 1,600 shells.

Although it was a devil's unit, they had ten guns and 1,600 shells!

···

Meanwhile.

The new regiment was stationed, Xingjia Village.

Inside the regimental headquarters.

"This... Mother·· of...

Ding Wei held the walkie-talkie receiver in his hand and spat Fenfen in his mouth.

In May, Li Yunlong's belongings were promised to be given to him, but as a result, he didn't get any of them.

Ding Wei was angry.

"I can't be blamed for that."

"It's the brigade commander who is going!"

In the earpiece, it was Li Yunlong's voice, full of schadenfreude and yin and yang:

"It's useful to scold Lao Tzu."

"Why don't you fight with the brigade commander?"

Ding Wei's face turned dark and he hung up the communication directly.

(End of chapter)