Zhao Gang was organizing the retreat intensively by himself, but fortunately the Eighth Route Army was accustomed to fighting guerrillas, transfers, retreats, etc. It had rich experience and did not require him to worry too much.
Just decide which ones to take with you and which ones to leave behind.
Take what you can take away as much as possible, put what you can't take away in a box, spread it with several layers of wheat straw, dig a hole and bury it on the spot. Just remember the location and dig it out when you come back another day.
This is how we used to deal with used bullet casings before. Burying them won't waste much time.
Zhao Gang was busy, so he went back to the regiment headquarters to find a drink of water, only to find Li Yunlong walking around with his hands behind his back thinking about life, and he immediately became angry.
"I'm talking about Lao Li!" Zhao Gang said with some reproach in his tone: "The comrades are all busy outside, so it's better for you to wander around here by yourself. The comrades are all talking about it! They say that Zhaojiayu is well guarded.
, the Japanese have not been defeated several times, why did we give up today! You, the leader, went to the headquarters for a meeting and came back, but you did not convey the spirit of the meeting to your superiors? "
Li Yunlong sat down on the kang and replied in a sullen voice: "If you have anything to convey, won't it be over if you retreat? Just do whatever the superiors say!"
"Hey, I'm talking about Lao Li!" Zhao Gang said: "You are just a fat pig who is going to get stabbed today. You are not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, are you?"
Zhao Gang didn't want to pay attention to Li Yunlong. Anyway, he could organize the retreat on his own, and there was no shortage of Li Yunlong. So he took a few sips from his tooth cup and turned around to leave.
When I walked to the door, I remembered something again, so I turned around and asked: "By the way, what should I do with the batch of submachine guns and bullets in the warehouse? It's not right to bury them. We just need the guns and bullets, and you don't want to go down."
Are you still leaving it to the Japanese?"
What Zhao Gang said hit Li Yunlong's mind. He raised his head and replied: "Isn't this what I am worried about? Send it to the next person? It's easy to say, who should I send it to?"
Zhao Gang was a little strange, turned around and asked: "Others are worried about not having guns, but you, who have guns and bullets, don't know who to give them to? At worst, it's like the Jinsui Army, every squad leader can give one to them."
Already?"
The Jinsui Army is indeed in this mode. In order to enhance the firepower of the squad, the squad leader and even the squad deputy are equipped with a submachine gun.
"Old Zhao!" Li Yunlong gritted his teeth and replied: "The equipment of our army is already messy enough! Made in Hanyang, officially made in China, 38-inch cover, a few British 77s, pistols, box cannons, and horses.
(Chinese imitation of 7.65mm Browning), bastard boxes, etc., we finally organized these guns into categories and organized them into each company and platoon. You don’t think it’s troublesome enough, and you want to add submachine guns to it?”
What Li Yunlong said makes sense.
The equipment used by the Eighth Route Army was originally made by all countries, and the ammunition calibers were all kinds of strange.
The solution is to equip one unit with weapons of the same caliber as much as possible. For example, the three platoons of the seventh company all use 38-caliber caps, and they use original bullets.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to pull out an army to fight.
Now if you add the unique 11.43 mm caliber pistol ammunition for submachine guns and distribute it to the squad leader of each squad... it will undoubtedly add another layer of difficulty to the already chaotic supply.
Zhao Gang felt strange when he heard that. He simply walked back to the kang and asked Li Yunlong: "I said Lao Li, since you knew these problems, why did you change the gun and the bullet in the first place? Is it possible that you should do it instead?
What does it look like?”
"Don't I want to form a special agent team?" Li Yunlong replied: "The whole team is like the Japanese!"
The impact of forming an independent special agent team is not that great, so it is still feasible.
"But you're fine with it?" Zhao Gang said.
"Isn't there a shortage of manpower?" Li Yunlong looked helpless: "The whole regiment only has more than 800 people, and it has not been supplemented. If another 100 people are selected to form a special agent team, will the independent regiment still be there? Let's just call it the independent battalion.
never mind!"
Zhao Gang was a little dazed by Li Yunlong, so he simply said straight to the point: "I'm talking about Lao Li, what do you think we should do? In this situation, the main force has not been replenished yet. When will it be our turn to be independent?"
Tuan! Who told you to be so stubborn and keep saying 'no problem, no problem' to the leader?"
Li Yunlong sighed and said: "Isn't it that I... don't want to part with these submachine guns? We exchanged them from Chu Yunfei for nothing, why should we let others use them? I married someone else's wife in the bridal chamber.
, are you willing to let me go?"
Zhao Gang was a little speechless. After all, this was caused by the thoughts of the Mountain King. He could only get in and out with his eyes fixed on the equipment. As a result, there was equipment but no one there.
What is this all about?
When we are engaged in revolution and fighting against Japanese invaders, we should consider the overall situation, right?
Is it possible that the equipment and bullets can still be used as food?
…
Li Yunlong seemed to have seen what Zhao Gang was thinking, and he responded with one sentence: "Okay, don't say anything! I know what you said, and my ears are almost ringing with cocoons! If others can get the equipment,
That's someone else's business. I, Li Yunlong, promise not to be greedy. But when we get the equipment, others should stop gossiping and get it yourself if you have the ability!"
Zhao Gang knew Li Yunlong's temper, so he didn't say much. He just spread his hands, as if watching a show, and said, "Okay, what should you do now? If you can organize an army,
I have nothing to say. Otherwise...don't blame me for reporting to the chief to hand over this batch of equipment!"
When Li Yunlong heard this, he became furious. He jumped up and cursed: "Is there anyone like you who can be a political commissar? Turn your elbows outwards! Look, you are not a political commissar, you are a fucking political commissar."
A spy!"
"Li Yunlong! Who are you scolding?" As the political commissar, Zhao Gang was actually scolded as a "spy" and became furious: "Do you think you can say that? If you have a gun and can't use it, is it wrong to give it to your brother's troops?"
All the devils like you, who still slap the shit out of you, should go home and plant sweet potatoes!"
Li Yunlong also refused to give in at all: "Who said it can't be used? If you have a gun, why don't you worry that no one will use it? The worst is, I will throw away all the Hanyang products in the army and use the whole piece to use a fucking submachine gun! I just say it
It’s a special agent team, what else can anyone do?”
"You...are unreasonable!" Zhao Gang had no way to deal with the scoundrel Li Yunlong.
Just as the two were arguing with each other, Wang Xuexin came in from outside.
He came to ask why he didn't hold a meeting to talk to the soldiers about "elastic defense", but he didn't expect to bump into the muzzle of a gun.
As soon as Li Yunlong saw Wang Xuexin, he scolded him indiscriminately: "Damn you, you are doing this and that in the arsenal all day long, why don't you help a few people come out? No one will use the equipment, but it is useless.