In a small mountain village that cannot be named, Political Commissar Ping strode into the house and shouted loudly to Commander Liu of the 129th Division who was having breakfast.
Mr. Liu, who was immersed in drinking pumpkin porridge, raised his head, picked up the eyeglasses placed on the table and put them on before joking: "It turns out to be Xiaoping. Seeing the happy look on your face, I am surprised that you just went out and picked up gold."
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"Eh... how much is the gold picked up on the ground worth?" Political Commissar Ping waved his hand indifferently: "What I want to tell you is that just yesterday, the independent regiment of the 386th Brigade rescued a member of the Liantai County Vigilante Group.
Pilots, the Liantai Militia Group specially airdropped twenty tons of weapons and ammunition and two tons of medicine to them in order to thank the Independence Group. Do you think this is a good thing?"
"Twenty tons of weapons and ammunition?" Commander Liu was slightly surprised, then overjoyed.
Ammunition is just that. Those two meals of medicine are the priceless treasure that the Eighth Route Army urgently needs right now. After more than half a year of mopping up and counter-mopping up, it goes without saying that the 129th Division is short of supplies, especially the medicines are almost exhausted. How many hospitals are there?
The wounded here died because there was no medicine. It is heartbreaking to think about it.
"Where are the medicines?"
Commander Liu said anxiously: "Immediately telegraph Li Yunlong and allow him to leave one ton of weapons and ammunition and one hundred kilograms of medicine. The rest will be transported to the division headquarters for me!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Political Commissar Ping couldn't help laughing, "Old Liu, have you communicated with the boss? Even the force of pulling out hair is exactly the same. I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. The boss has already given it to Li Yunlong."
I sent a telegram and asked him to leave some medicine and weapons, and the others were sent to the headquarters, which will arrange and distribute them."
Master Liu couldn't help but laugh and cry when he heard this, and he pretended to be angry: "Hey Xiaoping, you came here specifically to make fun of me early in the morning, right?"
After saying that, he sat down again, picked up the pumpkin porridge on the table and started eating it.
"It's really not the case." Political Commissar Ping sat down, took out a telegram from his pocket and put it on the table, "Here... you can read it yourself. This is the telegram just sent from the headquarters."
Mr. Liu was not in a hurry this time. He finished the last few mouthfuls of pumpkin porridge slowly and wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand. Then he picked up the telegraph newspaper and started reading. However, his expression changed a little and he frowned for a while.
His eyebrows were filled with surprise for a moment, and finally his expression became a little uncertain.
After a long time, he put down the telegram on the table and sighed: "As soon as this telegram from the boss comes out, the whole base area will probably become lively!"
"Who says it isn't?"
Political Commissar Ping took out a cloth bag from his pocket, which contained some cut tobacco and several pieces of cut paper. He picked up a handful of cut tobacco and placed it on the paper. He skillfully rolled it into a stick and beat it end by end.
Roll a small cigarette, then lick the edge of the cigarette paper with your tongue, and a simple cigarette is formed, while Mr. Liu on the other side is doing the same thing.
The Japanese army's large-scale raids and blockades made the materials in the Eighth Route Army base areas extremely tight, not only in terms of weapons and ammunition, but also in daily necessities. Even senior generals like Commander Liu stopped smoking cigarettes and could only smoke with low-quality shredded tobacco.
Made cigarettes.
"laugh……"
Accompanied by the sound of striking matches, the two of them lit the cigarette and took a deep breath. The strong and choking smoke was inhaled into their lungs, making both of them energetic. Then Mr. Liu said: "The boss plans to organize no less than
Ten regiments of troops went to Liantai County to work with the Liantai militia to resist the attacks of the Japanese Sixth Division and the 108th. The idea was good, but what would people think?
You know, Liantai County is the foundation of Gao Hongming. If so many of us go there, will it make people think that our Eighth Route Army wants to occupy the magpie's nest? Will people be wary of us? If so, we
The good relationship we finally established with Gao Hongming is gone."
"I have thought about this issue, but I think it is not a big problem. Now Commander Gao is under much greater pressure than we are. You must know that he is facing the two most elite divisions of the Japanese army. For us,
The helping hand extended should not be rejected.
Of course, you must have concerns, it is human nature after all, but I believe that under the pressure of survival, this is nothing.
Of course, the above is just my personal guess, and we have to wait for Gao Hongming’s reply as to the outcome.”
"Report... The division commander, political commissar, and headquarters are calling." While the two were talking, a communications staff officer came in and handed over a message.
Political Commissar Ping took the telegram and read it, and a smile immediately appeared on his face: "Headquarters called and Gao Hongming called back. He agreed in principle to our request and agreed to transfer ten regiments of troops in advance. He will provide support to these ten regiments depending on the situation."
Replenish weapons, ammunition and supplies.
In addition, he also suggested following the example of the Battle of Zhongtiao Mountain to establish a temporary joint command to jointly command the troops, and the temporary joint command would be automatically abolished after the battle to defend Liantai County."
"Great, now the troops of these ten regiments must belong to us!" Commander Liu also slapped his thigh with excitement.
So far, after five years of development, 129 has grown from two brigades and four regiments with a total of more than 10,000 people to the current main force of 9 brigades, 28 main regiments with a total of more than 80,000 people. This is still
Because after more than half a year of sweeping, the number of people survived, otherwise the number would have been even greater.
Moreover, after several years of development, the 129th Division has established a large military region called the Shanxi-Hebei-Luyu Base Area. It is no longer a pure field force organization with 2 brigades and 4 regiments under its sole jurisdiction or 3 regiments directly under its jurisdiction.
It has three secondary military regions under its jurisdiction: Taihang Military Region, Taiyue Military Region and Jinan Military Region. There are also military subdivisions under the military regions, forming a strict military organization.
With more troops, there will naturally be more demands. Now we are in a difficult period, and all the troops are crying out for food. Now that he can take ten regiments to Liantai County to eat at the rich, how can he be unhappy?
"wrong!"
Just when Commander Liu was happy, Political Commissar Ping suddenly shouted: "The 115th Division and the 120th Division must also know about this matter, and Lao Lin and Lao He must be involved."
"What are they involved in?" Commander Liu said with some displeasure: "The main force of the 115th Division is flashing, and the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei base area they created and the Jinsui base area created by the 120th Division are so far away from Liantai County, how can they possibly catch up with them?
Come on, there is no reason to sacrifice the near for the far in this matter."
Political Commissar Ping smiled bitterly: "Although that's what I said, I can't stand it now that everyone is so poor and crazy. Who would miss the opportunity to repair it after a hard time?"