Yang Yuanshan took the people and left the regiment headquarters on a bicycle and returned to Qixia Town.

On the way, Zhang Xiaohe asked curiously:

"Battalion commander, the regiment commander didn't embarrass you, right?"

"What do you kid think? I'm the commander's first favorite general, can he embarrass me? ”

Yang Yuanshan thought about it and said it without shame.

He pondered that Zhang Dabiao should have been Li Yunlong's first favorite general in the past, but that was in the past.

Now if he, Li Yunlong, is transferred to other regiments and can only bring one person, he will definitely bring himself with him.

Who is the best way to equip him?

Although Zhang Dabiao is good at leading troops, charging, and daring to fight tough battles, his inability to get equipment is his biggest flaw.

"Really? Battalion commander, you're amazing. ”

Zhang Xiaohe's eyes were full of stars, and he admired it very much.

In his heart, the head of the regiment is a big man! Big Hero!

"Hehe, it's average."

People like to listen to good words, and Yang Yuanshan is certainly no exception.

……

The group rode towards Qixia Town with all their might, but it got dark early in winter, and when there were still twenty miles away from Qixia Town, it was already dark.

It was dark and he couldn't ride a bike, Yang Yuanshan looked around, saw that there was a sheltered col next to him, and immediately took the soldiers to the col to rest, preparing to sleep in the open for one night and leave again tomorrow.

In the middle of the night, Yang Yuanshan saw that the soldiers were all asleep, and even the soldiers in charge of the guard closed their eyes slightly, so he immediately got up quietly, walked to the outside of the mountain pass, found a place, and threw more than 300 box guns and 160 bicycles that were rewarded for fighting little devils in Shou County into the ditch on the side of the mountain road.

I still owe Li Yunlong 50 box guns and 50 bicycles, give it to him early, and feel at ease as soon as possible.

He Yang Yuanshan doesn't like to be in debt!

After putting away the equipment, Yang Yuanshan quietly felt back to the col and continued to sleep.

Early the next morning, everyone ate some dry food for breakfast, drank some cold water, and then rode their bicycles and continued to Qixia Town.

As soon as he walked not far, a soldier found the equipment that Yang Yuanshan threw in the ravine last night, and immediately exclaimed:

"Look, what's there?"

When he reminded him, everyone else saw it and immediately leaned over excitedly.

Then they found that the ammunition boxes were full of box guns and matching bullets, and in the ditch next to them, there were bicycles, exactly the same as the ones they were riding now, and they were very brand new, they looked like they had just left the factory, and they were tied with straw mats to prevent scratches!

Seeing this scene, everyone present was shocked on their faces, and asked Yang Yuanshan one after another:

"Battalion commander, how come there are so many box guns and bicycles here?"

"How do I know?

But since we've picked it up, it's ours!

Xiaohe, I'll take someone to stay and guard, you ride back to the town and call someone to carry it, we can't move so many things! ”

Yang Yuanshan wanted to complain a little about his dog system, why couldn't he directly instill a reasonable source of equipment to the soldiers, so that he didn't have to explode his acting skills every time.

After all, it's tiring to act every time!

Zhang Xiaohe listened to the order and immediately excitedly agreed:

"Okay, battalion commander, I'll go!"

As he spoke, he immediately pedaled his bicycle and went away in a puff of smoke.

After sending Zhang Xiaohe away, Yang Yuanshan immediately ordered the remaining soldiers to carry the equipment and bicycles in the ditch to the mountain road.

After some counting, the fighters reported to him:

"Battalion commander, there are a total of 160 bicycles and 376 box guns, all of which are fired in bursts of 20 rounds, and there are a lot of bullets."

"Okay, let's wait here for a while, and wait for someone from the camp to come."

……

A group of people, guarding these box cannons and bicycles on the side of the road, the soldiers could not restrain their excitement, all kinds of discussions and speculations.

"Battalion commander, comrades say that you are the son of the Jade Emperor, so you can always pick up equipment."

"What nonsense are you talking about? We only believe in Marx, not in any gods!

Our battalion can always pick up equipment, and it has nothing to do with me, the battalion commander! ”

The crowd chatted and waited.

It didn't take long for a large number of people to come on the mountain road, and it was Zhang Xiaohe who led the way.

From afar he shouted:

"Battalion commander, I'm back."

"Good!"

Yang Yuanshan responded, and then saw Zhou Xianpei behind him, he was carrying two or three hundred soldiers, and he was also driving many mules and horses.

"Old Zhou, why are you here in person?"

"Xiaohe went back and reported that you picked up a large number of equipment and bicycles on the road, so I will take a look.

Is that all? ”

Zhou Xianpei's face was also full of incredulity.

This spy battalion is too evil, and it picks up weapons and equipment when it's okay, who threw this special thing?

Can this weapon be thrown around?

Don't want money?

Or is there really a ghost and god in this world, who are secretly poking and sheltering the spy battalion and constantly helping the spy battalion?

He couldn't help but want to quietly go to the headquarters to report what was wrong with this special agent battalion, and let the headquarters send someone to investigate secretly.

Yang Yuanshan didn't know what Zhou Xianpei was thinking, so he nodded and said:

"Yes, that's all, the soldiers counted a total of 376 box guns and 160 bicycles."

"What? So much?

This box of cannons is enough for us to form another pistol company!

But then we'll have to recruit new recruits. ”

Zhou Xianpei was very emotional.

Since arriving at the special service battalion, he has never felt the pain of the leaders of the headquarters scratching their heads every day because of the lack of equipment.

On the contrary, I was worried about whether the warehouse in the battalion could not be loaded, or worried that there were not enough soldiers in the battalion and that there were not enough soldiers to use a large number of equipment.

"Let's not form it first, this time I went to the regiment headquarters, and I was robbed by the regiment commander of 50 box guns and 50 bicycles, which happened to come out of the equipment here.

For the rest, let's divide it evenly among each company.

My goal is to have two box cannons for each of my warriors! ”

Yang Yuanshan arranged.

"What? Two box cannons per person?

That's nearly 8,000 of them!

Battalion commander, you dare to think too much! ”

Zhou Xianpei felt that Yang Yuanshan's appetite was too great.

But he looked at the equipment on the ground, and suddenly felt that it seemed that Yang Yuanshan's dream would soon come true!

……

After getting this batch of equipment and bicycles back to the camp, Yang Yuanshan had lunch and went to see the seriously wounded in the previous battle of Qixia Town.

After these days of recuperation, many of the seriously injured have greatly improved their injuries.

But there are also some seriously wounded who did not survive and have already died.

Seeing that he had gone, many of the wounded shouted that they had recovered from their injuries and asked to return to the army.

Now that there is no combat or transfer of tasks, Yang Yuanshan of course disagrees and forces them to continue to recuperate.

For those who were really idle, Yang Yuanshan gave them some bullets and asked them to practice marksmanship when they were recuperating from their injuries.

In the recent battles with the little devils, the soldiers of the special service battalion have exposed the flaws of their marksmanship that are much worse than those of the little devils, so Yang Yuanshan thought about letting them strengthen it.

……

In the following days, the special service battalion remained in a state of rest, and the soldiers did all kinds of training every day, making every effort to improve their combat effectiveness.

In the vicinity of Qixia Town, a rare calm was obtained.

Without the oppression of the little devils, the people and businessmen of Qixia Town suddenly found that life was much better, and they couldn't help but love the spy camp more and more.

Many people wish that this Qixia Town would always be occupied by the secret service battalion.

……

However, peaceful days will always be broken, on this day, Yang Yuanshan is preparing to send someone to Yuci to recall Wei Dayong, after all, it has been almost a month since the special operations company was released, and I don't know what happened to them now.

As a result, the second company, which was sent by Han Yang to the direction of Dawan Village, suddenly sent someone to report:

"Battalion commander, the Qian Bojun Department of the 358th Regiment sent a platoon of people to Dawan Village to order the villagers to pay taxes!

Their legs were broken by our warriors, and now they have sent a large army to surround the village of Dawan, and they are not allowed to enter or leave with our people.

The company commander sent me to take advantage of the chaos to run out of the camp and ask for help. ”

Hearing this, Yang Yuanshan immediately became furious, and couldn't help but scold:

"Tigers don't threaten when we are sick cats?

Qian Bojun, this waste, actually dares to find the stubble of our spy battalion?

Tired of being crooked?

Come on, gather the troops, let's go to Dawan Village! ”

Zhou Xianpei's face changed wildly next to him, and he hurriedly said:

"Battalion commander, don't forget our discipline, you must not fire the first shot!"

Yang Yuanshan understood what Zhou Xianpei meant and nodded.

"Don't worry, I know how to measure."

After a while, Han Yang came in and reported:

"Battalion commander, the first company, the third company, the fourth company, the first artillery company, the second artillery company, and the guard company are all assembled."

"Okay, order the soldiers, target Dawan Village, run forward!"

Zhou Xianpei stopped again:

"Battalion commander, is it necessary to send six companies? Isn't it that the artillery will not go? ”

The six companies of the special service battalion, that's 2,100 people!

This force is enough to fight a brigade of little devils.

"It's okay, Lao Zhou, it's time for armed marching training.

I understand that the battalion commander named Qian Bojun under Chu Yunfei is definitely a soft egg, and when he sees so many of us, he will definitely admit it, and he will definitely not dare to bare his teeth with us. ”

Yang Yuanshan waved his hand.

Then an order was given—

"All the troops are leaving!"

He led the soldiers to Dawan Village.

There are only a few days left in this month, and there are still dozens of votes to two thousand, kneeling and begging the bigwigs to continue to support, and if they have votes, continue to nod their fingers and vote for the monthly ticket.

Thanksgiving!

(End of chapter)