257 The station is out of oil and water? High-yielding potatoes
Seeing Shen Quan's expression of admiration but also his expression a little weird, Kong Jie couldn't help but cursed:
"I know what you are thinking. Is it because your leader is too thoughtful?"
Chen Quan quickly shook his head, "No, no, Captain, it's absolutely nothing."
But the look on his face still betrayed Shen Quan's inner thoughts.
Kong Jie thought for a while and said: "Second Battalion Commander, let me ask you, how many soldiers did your Second Battalion have more than half a year ago?"
Chen Quan said: "Report to the leader, there are three hundred and thirty-five people."
"What now?"
"Captain, don't mention it. There are almost 500 people now."
"It's a good thing that we have more troops. Why do I think you still have a sad face?" Kong Jie asked, pretending to be confused.
Chen Quan smiled bitterly and said: "Captain, our second battalion has more troops, and the overall strength has indeed increased a lot. But now there are more people in the battalion, and there are many more management matters than before. It is really frustrating. People have headaches.
Not to mention the problem of equipping guns and ammunition, even eating is also a problem.
From the beginning of the raid to the seizures during this period, the rations originally obtained were enough to feed our second battalion for nearly a year, but now that the number of troops has suddenly increased, it may not be enough for half a year.
I went to Dong San from the Logistics Department to ask for food, but the guy kept pushing and refused to give me food. He said that food is distributed reasonably in each battalion. If you are hungry after eating in advance, you can't blame others but you. If you have the ability, you can start your own side business."
Hahaha——
Kong Jie couldn't help but laugh and said: "I think Dong San is right."
Shen Quan said helplessly: "Captain, although the strength of our second battalion has nearly doubled, there are far more troubles than before. As a battalion commander, I have a headache every day."
Kong Jile said: "Just this, you have a headache? You kid, you don't even think about how many new troops your second battalion has added, but what about our independent regiment, the newly expanded fourth battalion, plus Du Aiguo came here with his surrender?" These more than 500 puppet troops, in the blink of an eye, the strength of our independent regiment has more than doubled.
As a battalion commander, how can you have the same headaches as a regimental commander like me?
Otherwise, do you think I would put such little thought into arguing with the brigade commander?
Our independent regiment has so many soldiers, so many mouths, and they are all waiting for food! If I, the regiment leader, do not try to find ways to get more, I will starve everyone to death sooner or later."
Shen Quan said sincerely: "Captain, I finally understand what you said. It's not easy for you!"
Kong Jie waved his hand and said: "Forget it, don't say these depressing words. It all depends on man-made things. We can't really starve to death in the base area. By the way, Shen Quan, it's still the previous topic. Dong San is right, your second battalion If your food rations are not enough, you can start some side business on your own. You don’t need me to teach you, right?"
Who would have known that Shen Quan's face would be filled with bitterness upon hearing this:
"Captain, don't mention it. Not to mention the area around our station, there is no oil or water within a radius of more than ten kilometers."
"No oil or water? What do you mean?" Kong Jie was confused.
Shen Quan said: "Commander, think about it, our independent regiment was so thorough in the raid not long ago. All the Japanese strongholds and artillery towers in a large area around this station have long been captured and looted by us. Not even a brick or tile is left.”
"Even the Japanese railroad tracks that passed through our guerrilla range were stripped away by us."
"Without the communication line, and during the raid operations, we made too much noise, and the Japs were probably in the shadows. The little Japs simply stopped wandering around our guerrilla zone, let alone the transportation team. Even half of them Even the devils can’t see it.”
"Tell me, under such circumstances, how can we engage in side business? If there is no side business, there will naturally be no oil and water. A few days ago, I led a company and walked around the outside of the guerrilla zone. In the end, guess what? What's the matter? We haven't discovered even half of the Japanese strongholds. Even if we want to start a side business, we don't have anywhere to start. We can't just rush into the Japanese county and rob, right?"
After hearing this, Kong Jieren was dumbfounded. This situation was unexpected for him.
For the Independent Regiment, this little devil is the nutrient. As a result, all the nutrients in the Independent Regiment’s station and even the surrounding guerrilla zones have been absorbed. How can they survive in the future?
Chen Quan continued: "Captain, not only our second battalion is in this situation, but several other battalions are also in the same situation. There is basically no profit and water around the battalion headquarters, including the guerrilla zone. ”
"If this continues, we will either have to move our base, break up the team again, and survive in pieces, or we will have to rely on our own development to maintain our lives, or we will have to find a way to get a new side job, otherwise we will really not be able to support our current situation. Population of more than 2,000."
After Shen Quan complained and left, Kong Jie was alone at the regiment headquarters thinking about countermeasures.
In fact, what Chen Quan said is right. All the oil and water in a large area around this station have been plundered by the independent group.
It's like a piece of land that is completely barren, how can it be possible to grow fertile crops?
Staying any longer is definitely not a long-term solution.
Soon, Kong Jie had an idea, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and then he slapped his thigh fiercely, finally making up his mind.
"Yes!"
Independent Regiment Station.
Kong Jie arrived at the reclaimed farmland and looked at the half acre of potatoes he had been looking forward to.
It is already November, and the weather in Shanxi is getting colder and colder. The potato seedlings have fully grown, and they look a little wilted from the cold weather.
Kong Jie found Uncle Zhao, who was responsible for planting half an acre of potatoes, and asked, "Uncle Zhao, how is the current situation of this half acre of potatoes?"
Uncle Zhao replied: "Don't worry, Captain Kong, these potatoes are growing well. In fact, if you count the days, if you really want to harvest them, you can harvest them now. In fact, I also want to see. The high-yielding potatoes you mentioned, these half
How many kilograms can an acre produce?"
Kong Jie smiled and said: "Then there is no need to hesitate, Uncle Zhao, let's do it!"
"Really?"
Kong Jie nodded and said: "Well, the troops may change over time, and the station may also be adjusted. I have to harvest these potatoes in advance."
"Okay!"
Uncle Zhao was also looking forward to it, and then Kong Jie sent a company of soldiers over to help, harvesting the seeds with Uncle Zhao and his farming team.
Kong Jie repeatedly warned that when digging potatoes out of the soil, one must be careful not to damage the potato seeds.
The soldiers took military shovels and excavated carefully.
In the end, more than 300 square meters of land, more than 100 soldiers, and the farming team dug for more than an hour before they were all harvested.
As for the harvesting process, both the soldiers and the folks in the farming team were filled with great surprise when they saw the potatoes dug out of the land, each one bigger than a fist.
It's a pity that the original mother and son of potatoes only weighed 50 kilograms, and the planting was relatively sparse, so they only planted half an acre of land.
Even so, when everyone finally finished harvesting the potatoes and piled them together, everyone's faces were shocked when they looked at the mountains of potatoes.
Uncle Zhao and his party took the sacks and scales non-stop and came to weigh them.
Finally, after more than an hour of busy work, everything was weighed. Uncle Zhao was shocked and said: "Captain Kong, you are right, these potatoes are so high-yielding. A mother and a child weighing 50 kilograms are only planted on half an acre of land. Uh.
The potato harvest we harvested this time actually yielded more than 2,150 kilograms."
Hearing this, the soldiers who came to help were all surprised. There were no high-yield, high-quality potatoes in this era. One acre of potatoes could produce several hundred kilograms, which was considered good.
This is one of the reasons why people still starve to death despite so much cultivated land. Crop yields are too low.
The batch of potatoes in front of us are high-yield, high-quality potatoes. Half an acre of land produces more than two thousand kilograms of potatoes. This is because the fertilization methods are limited during this period, and the nutrients absorbed by the potatoes are not up to standard.
Uncle Zhao held a handful of potatoes and kissed, hugged, and almost cried with joy.
"With such high-yielding potatoes, no one will ever go hungry again!"
Then, with smiles on their faces, everyone bagged more than two thousand kilograms of harvested potatoes, ready to process and store them.
Kong Jie told the logistics department to settle the wages for Uncle Zhao and his party according to the price originally negotiated with Uncle Zhao and others.
Afterwards, Kong Jie gave Uncle Zhao and his party two hundred kilograms of potatoes as a gift for mother and son.
Uncle Zhao was grateful for this, and Kong Jie made an agreement with Uncle Zhao that the independent group's mother-and-son potatoes would be planted again, and Uncle Zhao would be asked to help.