The soldiers were stunned immediately, and then all of them turned red, and the squad leader's face was as red as a monkey's butt.
"Ha ha……"
I don’t know who burst out laughing first, but it quickly spread and everyone burst into laughter.
At this time, Commander Lin also came over, picked up a can of meat, looked at it, and laughed: "According to my estimation, what Commander Gao airdropped to us should be either guns or ammunition. I don't even know how to use mortars."
It’s strange, but I never expected that he would actually get a batch of canned meat for us.”
Political Commissar Luo joked: "Old Lin, don't underestimate canned meat. Sometimes these things can even boost morale better than guns and ammunition!"
Mr. Lin smiled hoarsely: "I forgot that it is your job to do ideological work and boost morale. But with this batch of canned meat, we can let the soldiers beat their teeth tonight."
"Well... we should let the soldiers eat better." Political Commissar Luo also nodded: "The soldiers have really worked hard these days. Here is my order. Let's eat canned meat with the entire division tonight!"
"Very good!"
"There is meat to eat!"
For a time, there was thunderous cheers on the battlefield, and the soldiers were all beaming with joy.
Looking at the soldiers who were so excited that they spread their word, Political Commissar Luo and Commander Lin also smiled and felt a little sad.
From 1940 to 1943, with the occupation of all China's sea ports, Japan implemented a comprehensive blockade of China. International aid supplies to China could not enter China at all. The situation of the Anti-Japanese War became increasingly severe, and even the national army was having a hard time.
It was extremely difficult, given that Chongqing and the United States had to open up two channels for aid to China: the Hump Route and the Burma Highway.
Although these two routes greatly supported the Anti-Japanese War, they were still too few to meet the huge needs of the Anti-Japanese War. The National Army itself did not have enough, let alone the Eighth Route Army, which was regarded as a thorn in Chiang Kai-shek's side.
To be honest, let alone ordinary soldiers, even the instructors in Yan'an had not eaten meat for an unknown period of time. When Political Commissar Luo said that they could eat meat tonight, many soldiers were as happy as if they were celebrating the New Year.
However, as the division commander, Lin* could not just think about food like ordinary soldiers. He called the director of the logistics department: "Go and make statistics and see what other supplies are dropped besides cans. After the statistics are done, report them immediately to
I report."
"yes!"
An hour later, the director of the logistics department ran over almost jumping up and down. His face, which was dark and rough due to the long-term hard life, was now red with excitement.
"Sir... we are getting rich... we are getting rich!"
Unlike Political Commissar Luo, who is considerate, kind, and tolerant, Mr. Lin has always been serious in life and work. When he saw the appearance of the Logistics Director, he frowned: "Tell me carefully, why do you get rich?"
"It's supplies... supplies... too many supplies."
The director of the logistics department took a breath and said urgently: "After preliminary statistics, the materials dropped this time include a total of 2,000 Type 38 rifles, 300 Czech light machine guns, 100 Type 92 heavy machine guns, and 100 bullets.
Five hundred thousand rounds and one hundred thousand grenades.
In addition, there are forty 60 mortars, ten Type 92 infantry guns, twelve thousand artillery shells, canned meat, and some medicines. It can be said that with these supplies, the strength of our division has increased.
A lot.
With these supplies, if we encounter Japanese artillery towers and bunkers along the way, we no longer need to be afraid of them, we can just lie flat on our backs!"
Looking at the Logistics Director who squinted his eyes and couldn't close his mouth with joy as he spoke, Mr. Lin didn't say anything. He just reached into his pocket, took out a small cloth bag, and took out a handful of fried soybeans, one by one.
Put it in your mouth and chew slowly.
The director of the logistics department smiled even more when he saw the actions of his old chief. Anyone who knows Mr. Lin knows that he does not smoke or drink, but he only has one complaint, that is, he likes to eat some fried soybeans on weekdays, especially when he is in trouble.
This is especially true when things are happy.
After eating a few fried soybeans, Commander Lin suddenly put the remaining soybeans back into the bag and said, "Immediately allocate this batch of supplies to 343, including twenty 60 mortars and five Type 92 infantry guns."
brigade, and issue them with three additional bases of ammunition.
Also, tell Chen Datou that I have already given him the things. If he cannot arrive at Ping'an County as planned, don't blame me, Mr. Lin, for being unkind!"
Just as the 115th Division was desperately rushing to Ping'an County, the battle for air supremacy between China and Japan in Shanxi also began to come to an end. Faced with the heavy casualties of the Japanese Army Air Force, even the tough-minded Okamura Neiji had to order
The aviation force suspended its sorties and waited for the arrival of additional local troops before looking for fighter planes.
But the consequence of this is that the Japanese mixed 9th Brigade and 86th Brigade, which are fighting fiercely with the 385th Brigade in Pingan County, will be directly exposed to the planes of the Liantai Militia Group.
At a Japanese anti-aircraft artillery position more than 30 kilometers north of Pingan County, dozens of Japanese gunners were eating around four Type 96 25mm triple anti-aircraft guns.
Suddenly a roar reached their ears, and before they could react, more than a dozen black dots appeared in the sky, and then rushed down from high altitude toward the Japanese positions.
Soon, more than a dozen bombs fell on the Japanese infantry positions. The huge explosion shocked all the gunners. They almost watched the bombs fall on their own uninhabited positions, but they had no time to react.
.
"Damn it...it's a Chinese plane!"
"Hurry up and enter the artillery position and shoot down the Chinese plane!"
The gunners dropped the dishes and chopsticks in their hands and ran towards the gun positions one after another.
But before they were ready, a P47 fighter jet roared down from a high altitude, and two 127mm rockets detached from the guide trough and fell to the ground.
Along with the violent explosion, the anti-aircraft gun position was instantly swallowed up by thick smoke and flames.
The attack of this P47 seemed to be a signal, and soon the remaining ten P47s rushed down towards the promising target. Countless rockets, aerial bombs and incendiary bombs continued to pour on the Japanese position.
And those anti-aircraft gunners who had just rushed to the gun position and fired a round of artillery shells almost watched all this happening.
At this time, the entire Japanese position was filled with the painful groans of the wounded and Japanese soldiers running around to avoid the bombing.
Occasionally, some soldiers would scream in terror. On a position that was bombed into ruins, some Japanese soldiers who were still alive were still running even though their bodies were covered in flames.
The air was filled with the smell of burning human flesh. These frightened Japanese soldiers never thought that the human body could be so flammable. Just one incendiary bomb caused hundreds of soldiers to become flammable.