After sending Feng Shuanglin away, Yang Yuanshan finally returned to his battalion headquarters, and he was as busy as a spinning top every day.

Just about to make a basin of water and wash his face, Wu Jun in the telecommunications room came to report with an embarrassed face:

"Battalion commander, the regiment commander sent a report to ask you to go to the regiment headquarters."

He couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this, and said in his heart: Although I knew that this level was not easy, but this came too quickly, right?

Li Yunlong installed a locator on himself?

Otherwise, how would he know he's back?

Immediately reluctantly replied to Wu Jun:

"Help me call back to the regiment commander, and I'll go to the regiment headquarters tomorrow."

"Yes!"

……

A trip to the regiment headquarters, to say the least, will take a day or two, and time cannot be wasted, Yang Yuanshan had no choice but to find Han Yang, Zhou Xianpei and others, and explained:

"The regiment commander just sent a report asking me to go to the regiment headquarters, and I plan to go early tomorrow morning."

As soon as he heard this, Zhou Xianpei's face suddenly turned solemn.

He didn't have to think about it to know that Yang Yuanshan was about to face a violent storm.

He hurriedly said:

"Battalion commander, why don't I go with you?"

Yang Yuanshan understood what he meant, as a cadre from the headquarters, Zhou Xianpei had some face with Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang, and he could help him block the fire.

Even the brigade commander will not be too difficult for him.

However, Yang Yuanshan still shook his head:

"Old Zhou, no need.

I'll take my own trouble. ”

Listening to the conversation between the two of them, Han Yang, He Yunfu and others looked at each other.

Originally, they were still excited to pick up so much equipment, but now depending on the situation, something is wrong!

Han Yang hurriedly asked:

"Battalion commander, aren't you just going to a regimental headquarters?

Why are you talking to the instructor as if you are going to the execution ground? ”

"You don't have to worry about that. Just take good care of the camp. ”

Yang Yuanshan didn't want to explain too much to them.

What if you can easily pass this level?

Give Li Yunlong some benefits, he should help himself, right?

Seeing that he didn't say anything, everyone had to nod sullenly.

Then Yang Yuanshan said to Zhou Xianpei:

"Lao Zhou, this time we sacrificed a group of soldiers in the Shuiquan Coal Mine, please count their list immediately, I will report to the regiment and declare the martyrs to them."

"Okay, I'll count it as soon as possible."

This matter can be regarded as a routine that Yang Yuanshan attaches extra importance to after every war, and Zhou Xianpei has already done it.

It is precisely because of Yang Yuanshan's emphasis on the reputation of martyrs that although the proportion of recruits in the special service battalion is extremely high, it can still rush up without fear of death every time it comes to wartime.

Everyone knows that even if they die, the battalion commander will help them apply for the title of martyr from their superiors, and their relatives in their hometown can be taken care of.

"In addition, it is the ideological work of the recruits.

The miners we recruited this time are more complicated, some are prisoners of the Jin Sui Army and the Central Army, and some are ordinary Jin people, you have to do their ideological work well.

Not only must they be familiar with the military rules and discipline of our army, but also let them know what our Eighth Route is fighting for, and what they should fight for! ”

"Good. The battalion commander is relieved. ”

"Han Yang, recruit training, I'll leave it to you.

We have enough food and can be opened up to feed the soldiers, but we must increase the intensity of training, I would rather them bleed on the training ground than watch them bleed on the battlefield!

Do you understand? ”

"Yes, I see."

With new recruits, Han Yang was already very experienced, so he agreed without any hesitation.

"Shooting training, you can shoot live!"

Yang Yuanshan added another sentence.

Nowadays, there is still a big gap between the marksmanship of the soldiers of the special service battalion and the little devils.

When fighting a tailwind battle, this defect has little impact, anyway, the firepower is crushing, but once you encounter a brutal battle, fight against the wind, and fight continuously, the bullets can't hit the enemy, then the trouble is big.

Yang Yuanshan knows very well that it will not take more than half a year at most, and the big sweep of the little devils will come, and when the time comes, the special agent battalion will face an extremely cruel test!

……

After explaining to Han Yang, Yang Yuanshan ordered the other company commanders:

"You go to Shuiquan this time, and if you have casualties in each company, you will pick people to fill up the establishment by yourself when you go back, and form a combat force as soon as possible, so I don't need to say more."

"Yes!"

"Shuanglin, the soldiers of the second anti-aircraft artillery company, you wait for Han Yang to take this group of miners to finish the recruit training, and then you can pick it.

But you have to get a group of platoon commanders and squad leaders from your anti-aircraft artillery company, and I don't have a cadre to give you anyway. ”

When Feng Shuanglin heard this, he couldn't help but be a little speechless, the battalion commander's empty order, let himself make a connection of 350 people, it was too difficult for himself!

But he did not refuse, and calmly accepted the order.

"Understood. I will deploy staff as soon as possible. ”

For our army, there is no task that is not difficult, for which they are accustomed to it.

"Battalion commander, what are we doing in the special operations company?"

Wei Dayong hurriedly asked.

"If you have nothing to do, go hunting, training, and artillery operation, you special operations company people, you must learn to use all kinds of artillery, in case there is a special need, you can be on top."

Yang Yuanshan sent him away casually.

Then ordered Zhao Li:

"Zhao Li, help me prepare 6 Type 97 81mm curved infantry guns and 3 Bofors 40mm anti-aircraft guns, as well as the corresponding shells, I will take them to the regiment commander."

"Yes!"

This time, in the Yangshugou Valley, a full 11 81-mm mortars and 23 40-mm anti-aircraft guns were picked up, and now Yang Yuanshan wants to take 9 guns, and there is no pressure at all.

……

Early the next morning, Yang Yuanshan carried the list of sacrificed soldiers given to him by Zhou Xianpei, took a guard company of hundreds of people, rode bicycles, carried artillery and shells, and advanced in the direction of Liuling Pass.

Of course, those 3 Bofors 40-mm anti-aircraft guns could only be pulled by mules and walked slowly behind.

The artillery weighing more than 3,000 kilograms, although there are gun wheels, is dragged on the mountain road, and the speed is really not fast.

……

It took half a day to march all the way, and Yang Yuanshan took the guard squad equipped with MP38 submachine guns to Liuling Pass.

And the soldiers who carried the artillery behind them were estimated to be a day away, to say the least.

Yang Yuanshan deeply felt that without trucks, it would be almost impossible for our army to get bigger artillery in the mountainous areas of Jindi.

It's so hard!

……

In Liulingguan Village, the sentries of the Independent Regiment saw the gray military uniforms of Yang Yuanshan and others, and did not stop them in advance.

When they approached, the sentry squad leader in charge of duty recognized Yang Yuanshan, who was in charge, and hurriedly took the lead in saluting:

"Battalion Commander Yang!"

"Hello comrade, is the regiment commander at the regiment headquarters?"

Yang Yuanshan got out of the car and returned the salute and asked.

"In!"

"Okay, let's go in then."

Yang Yuanshan agreed, turned over and rode on a bicycle, pedaled twice, and entered the village.

All the sentries saw the silver shiny bicycles under them, and their eyes revealed a deep envy.

Recently, the soldiers of the communications company and the reconnaissance company in the regiment have been riding bicycles to and fro!

The other fighters tried to touch the bike, but they didn't have a chance.

The big guys are all greedy.

When Yang Yuanshan and the others walked away, a young soldier who had newly joined the independent regiment couldn't help but ask his squad leader:

"Squad leader, was that our regiment just now?

Hear you call 'Camp Commander Yang'? ”

"Yes, that's the battalion commander of our regiment's special agent battalion."

"They're all riding bicycles and carrying machine guns, which is really amazing."

The little warrior was envious.

"Hmph, you know what.

The bicycles in our regiment were given by Battalion Commander Yang.

Their gun, I heard that it is called the Mourning Wood Fart 38 submachine gun, it is fired continuously, and it fights the little devils, suddenly, and it is called a strong one! ”

The squad leader is more envious than the little soldier, he also wants a submachine gun!

The 38 big cover, which was still regarded as a treasure in his hand, feels not fragrant at all compared to other people's guns!

"What?

They gave us our bikes?

They're too wide, aren't they?

That's dozens of bikes! ”

The little warrior stared at his eyes, a little suspicious of life.

He originally thought that the guard company directly under the independent regiment he belonged to, all equipped with 38 big covers and a mortar, was already the best equipment in our army, but he didn't expect that there would be a wider one now!

This is also unscientific!

But then he timidly asked:

"Squad leader, do we have a chance to be transferred to this special service battalion?

I also want to use that submachine gun, riding a bicycle. ”

"Hey, you've only been a soldier for a few days?

How can you think of this good thing?

There are many generals in the special service battalion, where do you need us! ”

The squad leader patted the little soldier on the head.

"Hey, hey! I'm just asking.

Squad leader, how many people are in their battalion? There won't be a thousand, right? ”

The little warrior touched his head and smiled innocently, very curious.

"Huh, a thousand?

Your kid's vision is the size of a sesame seed. ”

The squad leader said with disdain.

"Squad leader, squad leader, tell me about it!"

The little warrior became more and more curious.

He felt that this special agent battalion was like a mystery.

"Hehe, I heard that there are three or four thousand people in this special battalion!"

"What? So many people? That's amazing!

This battalion commander Yang is even more powerful than the regiment commander! ”

The little warrior's mouth couldn't close.

……

(End of chapter)