It is said that on the side of the special service battalion, all companies are training hard under the leadership of the company commanders to restore their combat effectiveness.

Yang Yuanshan was not idle, and personally took the guard squad and rode a bicycle to the villages where the seriously wounded of the special service battalion were placed after the division of troops in Heyuan County.

Not to mention, with the bicycle, the march speed is several times faster than before, and the journey that would have required walking for more than half a day can be reached in more than an hour.

Coming to the villages, Yang Yuanshan visited the more than 300 seriously injured people who had stayed here one by one.

It's just that among the more than 300 people, less than 230 survived, and the rest died of their injuries.

The wounded were naturally very surprised when they saw Yang Yuanshan come to see them.

Asked:

"Battalion commander, can we return to the team? We're almost healed from our injuries. ”

After a hundred days of wounded muscles and bones, although the injuries of these soldiers have improved a lot, they are still far from being able to fight.

And there are many people who are disabled and will never be able to return to the battlefield.

Yang Yuanshan had the heart to refuse directly, but he was afraid of hurting the enthusiasm of the soldiers.

As soon as his mind moved, he immediately said:

"Comrades, you don't have to rush back to the team first, I have a task for you."

As soon as they heard that there was a mission, the comrades were even happier.

The injured and sick people are most afraid of being abandoned, and now that Yang Yuanshan has a task to hand over to them, they are all excited:

"Rest assured, battalion commander, we promise to complete the mission!"

"Good. Yes, we have to expand our ranks and lack reservists.

Now that you are recuperating in the villages, it is time to develop local guerrilla units.

I will send 10 guns and 1,000 rounds of ammunition to each of you, and I ask that each of you must develop 10 qualified guerrillas within six months.

Do you understand? ”

Yang Yuanshan gave them a task.

"What? 10 people per person? It's too hard. ”

Some people objected on the spot.

The terrain in the northwest of Jin Province is rugged, and many villages are not large, and there are dozens or hundreds of villagers, even if they are medium-sized villages.

Now Yang Yuanshan has asked them to recruit 10 guerrillas each, which is not too difficult for those fighters who are recuperating from their wounds in large villages with relatively large populations, but it is simply impossible for those who are recuperating from their wounds in small villages with only a few dozen people.

"Comrades, are we still afraid of difficulties? Whoever thinks it can't be done, can give up the task. ”

Yang Yuanshan made a radical move.

He muttered in his heart, he was in Lijia Village at the beginning, but he developed a team of 100 people in half a year!

As soon as they heard what he said, the warriors' blood immediately swelled up, and they shouted:

"Don't be afraid! Unafraid! We are not afraid of death, what difficulties are we afraid of? ”

……

After convincing the wounded, Yang Yuanshan returned to the battalion headquarters and immediately asked Zhao Li to arrange for someone to send guns and ammunition to the wounded, as well as military uniforms and cotton clothes and other materials, which moved them.

Dragging his body, which had not yet fully healed, he began to lobby in the village one by one, persuading the young and strong people of each family to join the guerrillas.

When the young men saw that they had guns and bullets, they immediately joined in.

In the big village, the wounded quickly gathered 10 people under their command.

And the small village also has four or five people, six or seven people.

People have it, and of course training is not missing.

The wounded took these recruits to train for a few days, and in addition to the basic queues and military orders, they began to engage in shooting training.

According to Yang Yuanshan's previous explanation, shooting can not only hit fixed targets, but also mobile targets through hunting, so that you can not only train marksmanship, but also obtain meat and supplement nutrition.

So, in a very short time, the beasts of the nearby villages suffered.

All of them became the targets of these guerrillas' shooting training.

……

However, such a big move of theirs certainly attracted the attention of people with a heart.

On this day, in the north of Shou County, Shuangfeng Mountain, Heiyun Village.

Xie Baoqing, the owner of the village, was listening to his subordinates' report in the Juyi Hall:

"Big boss, recently in many villages around here, there are guerrillas, everyone has guns, and there are plenty of bullets, look at that posture, if you can collect all their guns, I'm afraid there are not hundreds!

I secretly observed that they used either Hanyang or 38 big covers, and there were a lot of 65 rifles, all of which were good things! ”

"Lynx, you kid don't want to die? Aren't the guerrillas the people of the Eighth Road? ”

Xie Baoqing frowned.

After so many years, he knows very well who can and can't be provoked.

In this northwest of Jin, in addition to the landlord and the old wealth are easy to bully, needless to say, the Jin Suijun and the two devils are also easy to handle, the little devils are not easy to mess with, but occasionally rob a transport team, it can also be beautiful for a while, but the eight roads, that is absolutely unprovoked.

Not to mention that the other party is so poor that he doesn't have much oil and water, just the other party's strength to fight and keep fighting to the last person makes his scalp numb.

He is a bandit who just wants to rob a fortune, but these eight roads are really playing with him!

So in the past, he hid when he saw the Eighth Road, and he didn't provoke it, and he never provoked it.

If it weren't for this understanding, the grass on his grave would be estimated to be three feet high.

"Big boss, what kind of guerrillas are the eight roads? It's just the idlers in the village.

You said that they didn't provoke us, just yesterday, there were a few people who dared to go to our Shuangfeng Mountain to hunt, didn't they take our Heiyun Village in their eyes?

In my opinion, we should gather our men and horses, rush down the mountain, and seize all the guns of these guerrillas.

When the time comes, let's have hundreds of more good guns, and then expand the team, the entire green forest in the northwest of Shanxi, our Heiyun Village will be firmly in the top spot! ”

Lynx desperately agitated.

If there is a gun in troubled times, it is the king of grass.

Of course, Xie Baoqing understands this truth.

He was also a little moved in his heart.

But when he thought of the news from outside a few days ago, he still shook his head desperately:

"No, no, no, you can't mess with the eight roads.

The special battalion of the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army, which was rumored a few days ago, actually ate nearly three brigades of little devils with the strength of one battalion, which is really terrible and cannot be provoked! ”

"But big boss, don't forget, if the guerrillas in these villages under the mountain really start up, our Heiyun Village will not be able to move. When the time comes, we will go down the mountain to borrow some food, and we will have to guard against a guerrilla sneak attack! ”

Lynx persuaded again.

This was to the point, and the expression on Xie Baoqing's face was obviously loosened.

If the guns and ammunition of the guerrillas are just carrots in front of the donkey's eyes, which can be eaten or not, but after the guerrillas are formed, the threat to their own black cloud village is a knife hanging around their necks.

But he thought that the independent regiment that had been rumored before had also won the prestige of Heyuan County, and shook his head again, driving the idea of promising the lynx out of his mind.

Seeing that he didn't agree, the lynx persuaded him for a long time, but there was still no result, and he couldn't help but be very depressed.

After coming out of the Juyi Hall, he called about 30 people under his direct jurisdiction, led his horse down the mountain, and went straight to Shijiao Village in the east.

On the way, a scar-faced reckless man asked the lynx:

"Second master, why are we going?"

"Hmph, since the big boss doesn't dare to mess with Balu, then only I will do it myself.

Wouldn't that good rifle be a waste in the hands of those mud-legged people? ”

Lynx sneered.

Hearing this, although everyone's hearts were shocked, the obedience habits they had cultivated for a long time still made them not object to the lynx.

……

Soon, they came to the entrance of Shijiao Village.

It's a small village, with only a few dozen families in total.

The special service battalion originally arranged for five wounded to recuperate here, but unfortunately three of them did not survive, and now only Jiang Hong, the deputy leader of the reconnaissance platoon of the original guard company, and Chu Kun, a 17-year-old young soldier, are left.

After Yang Yuanshan ordered them to develop guerrillas on the spot and sent them 20 guns and 2,000 rounds of ammunition, they immediately took action and organized all the young and strong people in the village.

After a few days, five full-fledged partisans were finally chosen.

In order to improve the other party's shooting ability, they also took these five people to hunt in the mountains, anyway, according to Yang Yuanshan's explanation, don't worry about bullets, the special battalion has enough bullets!

Unexpectedly, their move all fell into the eyes of the second master of Heiyun Village, the lynx.

The lynx rushed down from the mountain with his men and horses, and without saying hello, he rushed directly into the village, galloped on his horse, and shouted loudly:

"Hand over the rifles in your hands, or you will be killed, and no one will be left!"

While talking, they also immediately used the riding guns in their hands to fire guns at various places in the village, intimidating the villagers, and by the way, driving out the old and weak women and children.

Jiang Hong, Chu Kun and others were taking five guerrillas to learn to read and write in a room at this time, and when they heard the movement outside, they immediately took a gun in their hands and killed them.

However, when Jiang Hong saw that the enemy had more than 30 cavalrymen, and he was still taking out the old and weak women and children in the village as hostages, his heart suddenly sank, and he knew that the situation was not good today.

He and Chu Kun's injuries were not good, and they were not able to use their strength now, and the five guerrillas were not skilled in shooting, so it was completely impossible for them to be the opponents of this group of enemies.

But when it came to the end, he could only stand up and talk:

"Which cottage is the king?

Want our guns?

Well said, well said! ”

When the lynx saw the gray military uniform on his body, his heart trembled, and he knew that the other party was probably the real Balu.

But when the matter came, he couldn't retreat, and immediately laughed wildly:

"Hahaha, Lao Tzu Xing doesn't change his name, he doesn't change his surname, Heiyunzhai Lynx is also.

On the orders of the great boss Xie Baoqing, I came to confiscate your firearms.

Obediently, hand over the guns and bullets, right? ”

"Squad leader, what should I do?"

Seeing this situation, the little soldier Chu Kun immediately asked Jiang Hong.

Jiang Hong pondered, if there were no old and weak women and children in the village, he and Chu Kun would be in good health, plus 5 guerrillas, and they would still be able to fight with these more than 30 bandits.

But now, the injuries of the two of them have not healed, and there are so many old and weak people in the village, it is really unwise to do it directly.

He immediately smiled heartily:

"Hahaha, guns and bullets, huh?

No problem, our special battalion of the Independent Regiment has more guns and ammunition.

Since this master can see it, let's take it. ”

As he spoke, he took the lead and threw the 38 big cover in his hand towards the lynx.

Seeing him so cheerful, the lynx was also very happy, reached out to take the gun he threw over, pulled the bolt, and praised:

"Good gun!"

Then he pointed a gun at Jiang Hong and shouted:

"What about the others?"

"Chu Kun, call out all your guns!"

Jiang Hong ordered.

"Squad leader, we can't give our guns, if we give them guns, what if they want to grab something else?"

Chu Kun was not happy.

Not a day has gone by since he joined the Secret Service Battalion since he left his gun.

Now let him hand in the gun, it is better to kill him.

Hearing Chu Kun's words, Jiang Hong hurriedly pushed him:

"What are you talking nonsense, boy!

I believe that this man is a man of his word.

Now that the national disaster is at the head, the little devil is our biggest enemy, and this boss wants a gun, but also to better kill the little devil!

Let's take our special battalion to support our allies!

Have you forgotten how much equipment was seized when we took Heyuan County and killed the little devils with a river of blood? ”

Jiang Hong hid a needle in his words, and constantly used the strength of the special agent battalion to beat the lynx.

The lynx heard his words, and his eyes couldn't help but show a little jealousy.

What the other party said seems to be corroborated by rumors, it should be true!

Hurriedly answered:

"Hahaha, yes, yes.

This eighth master is right, we want guns to fight little devils, we are friendly troops! ”

Soon, Chu Kun and the others all handed over their guns and ammunition.

Looking at the twenty guns and so many bullets, the lynx suddenly closed his mouth with joy, and he didn't know whether he was kind, or he was afraid of the strength of the special service battalion, so he decisively withdrew with people with guns and did not hurt anyone.

As soon as the group of lynxes left, Jiang Hong, who was relieved, said decisively to Chu Kun:

"Chu Kun, you go to a few villages near here to inform our other comrades-in-arms, and pay attention to preventing bandits from robbing.

I'll go back to the battalion headquarters now and report to the battalion commander that this gang of bandits dares to snatch the guns of our special service battalion, it's really boring! ”

"Yes!"

(End of chapter)