Only then did Wang Xuexin truly understand what Li Yunlong and others meant by "eating meat."
To be more precise, it is to steal equipment from the Japanese.
The Eighth Route Army lacked equipment, had few guns, few ammunition, and weak firepower. As soon as a war started, they were suppressed and beaten by the Japanese, which made them feel aggrieved.
No wonder Li Yunlong loves nothing but wine and equipment.
In fact, not only Li Yunlong and the Independent Regiment love equipment, but other Eighth Route Army units also love equipment... In this regard, the Eighth Route Army is like a poor and fearful person, all they think about is equipment every day.
Seventh Company Commander Wu Lei is certainly no exception.
The Seventh Company even said that the entire Third Battalion was trapped in a vicious cycle: poor equipment meant poor combat effectiveness, poor combat effectiveness meant fewer battles could be fought, and fewer battles fought, the equipment became worse and worse...
What's more serious is that if the first battalion is short of troops, it will be directly transferred from the third battalion.
Why?
A battalion has a lot of equipment!
If a war breaks out, the new recruits who have never even touched a gun can be allowed to carry the 38-year-old gun, but the veterans use old sleeves, made in Hanyang?
Of course not!
Therefore, in order to meet combat needs, experienced veterans must be moved to the first battalion and wounded soldiers to the third battalion, so as to maximize combat effectiveness.
So the first battalion was always strong and the third battalion was always weak.
At this time, the third battalion has almost become a wounded soldier reception area and a training camp for new recruits, while the second battalion is still barely able to hold on.
As the company commander, Wu Lei was of course very anxious. What would happen if this went on?
Seeing Wang Xuexin in a daze, the instructor stepped forward and persuaded him: "I'm talking to Old Wu, you can't say that. Comrade Wang Xuexin's idea solved our regiment's combat problems, how can it be called nonsense? The independent regiment won the battle.
, Aren’t we also proud of our faces? Besides, in terms of merit after the war, it will definitely bring some benefits to our troops..."
The instructor felt a little guilty when he said this.
He knew that Li Yunlong's rule of "whoever captures it belongs to whom" is strictly against discipline!
In particular, you can't say "this is based on the overall situation and proceeding from the overall situation"... Then if you consider the overall situation, why don't the equipment be allocated to the third battalion?
Fortunately, Wu Lei didn't know how to be so harsh, he just sat there with a straight face and said nothing.
This is not because Wu Lei agrees with the instructor's words, but because Wu Lei knows that the regiment commander doesn't care about the equipment and just accepts it as captured on the battlefield. If there is any other credit, at most it is just a few words of verbal praise or a few cans.
What can the can be used for?
Can canned food kill devils?
Might as well change a few bullets!
After thinking about it, Wang Xuexin replied lightly: "Company Commander, what a big deal! Isn't it just equipment? Simple!"
"It's easy for you to say!" Wu Lei started to argue with Wang Xuexin as soon as he raised his head: "We can't even touch the enemy's sides, so we're just holding sorghum stalks here. Is it easy? Get me some guns and try.
How about getting more bullets!"
"Company commander, why are you so anxious now?" Wang Xuexin came up, looked in the direction of Xue Ququan Village, and said, "Look, our people are having a heated fight with the Japanese in the village! This is smoke again.
It’s a bullet mine again, I guess the devil’s ammunition will soon be running out!”
There is nothing wrong with what Wang Xuexin said.
If the Eighth Route Army held their guns in the wilderness and charged into the village like they did before, the enemy would basically be shot one at a time, and the ammunition would not be used up for several days.
But now the Eighth Route Army rushed into the village and fought in the smoke, and the Japanese also used grenades to clear mines, so the ammunition consumption increased exponentially.
but……
Wu Lei replied angrily: "What does this have to do with us? Even if the Japanese are rounded up, the equipment will be divided into the first and second battalions. When it's our turn to go in... I'm afraid we won't even be able to pick up a pair of shoes."
Come on!"
The Eighth Route Army's life was difficult, and they didn't even have cotton-padded clothes for the winter.
If we win the battle, let alone the shoes, all the clothes on the Japanese soldiers will be stripped off.
So Wu Lei was really not kidding when he said he didn’t even have shoes.
Seeing that there was no one else nearby, Wang Xuexin lowered his voice and said, "Company commander, how can this be okay? If the Japanese are short of supplies and the roads at both ends are blocked by our county brigade, what else can the Japanese do?"
The instructor became interested as soon as he heard this. He came up and said, "Comrade Wang Xuexin, what you mean...is that the Japanese will use planes to airdrop?"
"Yes, that's what it means!" Wang Xuexin explained: "The Japs can't just watch this brigade be surrounded by us! This is not just a matter of the strength of a brigade. If an opening is opened, we will be surrounded by five
Will not all the regiments come out? The devil’s trip will be in vain!"
Wu Lei's eyes lit up when he heard this, but he quickly said in frustration: "Even if the Japanese want to drop by air, they will be dropped in Xue Ququan Village. How can they be dropped in our place? It still has nothing to do with us!"
Wang Xuexin smiled "hehe" and said: "Company commander, once our smoke is released, can the Japanese plane still see Xue Quyuan Village?"
Wu Lei replied without thinking: "If you can't see Xue Quyu Village, he won't vote anywhere. Are you stupid for flying a Japanese plane or what?"
"What if the Japanese pilots could see this?" Wang Xuexin asked.
"You can see that he won't vote for this, right?" Wu Lei looked at Wang Xuexin angrily: "I mean, Xiao Dongbei, why are you following me around so many twists and turns! If you have anything to say, just say it!"
"Company commander!" Wang Xuexin asked without answering: "There seems to be a village two miles away from us? I seemed to have seen it when I came here!"
Wu Lei replied without raising his head: "Malan Village!"
Wang Xuexin said: "What do you think it will be like if we put up a few Japanese plaster flags in Malan Village and wave them in the air when the Japanese plane comes?"
Wu Lei was stunned for a moment, and then almost jumped up with joy, dancing like a madman for a while, and suddenly he hugged Wang Xuexin's shoulders and shook him hard twice, shouting: "You kid, you can do it! If this happens,
It can be done, there’s no telling... you can choose whatever you want from that thing!"
After that, he held his chest and panted heavily as if he couldn't bear it: "Good guy, that's an airdrop of supplies to a brigade. How many bullets and artillery shells are there? It's better to have a few more machine guns! What if?
It's all in our hands...Seventh Company...No, our Third Battalion is going to show off today!"
The instructor first looked at Wang Xuexin with a smile, then pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and turned his gaze to Wu Lei, and asked proudly: "Old Wu, are you convinced now?"
Wu Lei's face darkened, and he replied with a hint of embarrassment: "This... I can't say for sure. We'll wait until we get the equipment! What if he doesn't surrender to the Japanese yet?"
Then, as if he remembered something, he turned around and ordered Wang Xuexin and the instructor: "No one is allowed to tell anyone about the airdrop, otherwise I will never be done with him!"