Chapter seven hundred and ninety second military supplies
"prick!"
"kill!"
The grass and trees were withered, the cold wind was howling, and the guerrilla training field outside Xiaowangzhuang was filled with shouts of killing. Hundreds of recruits in gray military uniforms were practicing assassination amidst the cold shouts of instructors.
Each recruit holds a wooden stick with a rag wrapped on the top. Although this wooden stick is lighter than a rifle with a bayonet, it is almost the same in length. It was specially made by Yang Ling's order for the recruits to practice assassination.
After all, a real bayonet will inevitably hurt people during confrontation training, but a wooden stick wrapped in rags will still hurt even if it is poked into the body, but it will not damage the muscles and bones, avoiding non-combat attrition.
The new recruits are no longer as young as they were when they first put on the military uniform. Instead, they are constantly being forged in the melting pot of the recruit camp into soldiers as hard as rock.
Although Yang Ling and the others are guerrilla troops and are not ranked high in the entire combat sequence, Yang Ling does not think that they will always be small-time guerrillas.
Yang Ling trained them strictly according to the requirements of the regular army. The purpose was to hope that one day they would become the main force capable of fighting the devils and fight hard, and become the nightmare of the little devils.
Although many officers in the guerrilla detachment did not understand Yang Ling's strict requirements, after all, in their eyes, guerrilla warfare was always a guerrilla force and could not compete with the regular army.
But they didn't know Yang Ling's ambitions, and Yang Ling didn't bother to explain to them. He just let them carry out his orders unconditionally.
Anyway, they are now in the occupied area behind enemy lines, far away from both the central Chongqing and the Sulu theater headquarters.
Now the Third Guerrilla Detachment can be said to be as high as the mountain as the emperor is far away. Even if they go to the top and want to control them, they are beyond reach. Therefore, Yang Ling's words are overwhelming. Who dares to disobey?
Staff officer Lei Xiong and others stood around Yang Ling at the entrance of the village, watching the recruits who were practicing assassination from a distance. Lei Xiong and others nodded in approval from time to time.
The murderous looks of the new recruits when they practiced assassination were completely different from when they first joined the army. This made Lei Xiong shocked and at the same time admired Yang Ling.
When Yang Ling abandoned the infantry drill code and created a new training syllabus, they privately criticized Yang Ling and felt that Yang Ling was messing around. But now it seems that it is indeed effective.
"Sir Yang, if we continue like this, I think within a few days, this new batch of soldiers will be able to compete with the veterans. By then, our third guerrilla detachment will be the strongest within a hundred miles."
Seeing the strength of the third guerrilla detachment increasing day by day, Staff Officer Lei Xiong and the others were also very happy.
Yang Ling shook his head: "They still have a long way to go before they can reach the level of veterans."
Although these hard-working new recruits are now well trained, their true combat effectiveness remains to be verified.
Moreover, in Yang Ling's view, soldiers who have not experienced the true test of war cannot be called real soldiers, let alone stand shoulder to shoulder with veterans.
You must know that among the key veterans in the current guerrilla war, who are not survivors who have experienced countless vicious battles? Being able to survive countless battles represents strength in itself.
If these new recruits were to fight face-to-face with the key veterans, Yang Ling believed that these new recruits would be defeated miserably.
Even the veterans did not dare to take these well-trained little devils lightly, so these recruits were not opponents. Yang Ling still knew himself.
"Starting from tomorrow, increase the intensity of training. The current training is still a bit too easy." Yang Ling looked at the recruits training in full swing and ordered the staff behind him.
"Sir, this is the third time in a week that the training intensity has been increased. Are you too anxious? I'm worried that these recruits will not be able to bear it..."
Hearing that Yang Ling wanted to increase the training intensity of new recruits, staff officer Lei Xiong couldn't help but frowned.
"It's better to sweat more on the training field than to bleed on the battlefield. Besides, the Japs don't have much time left for us." Yang Ling knew that the current training intensity was far from reaching its limit.
"Execute the order." Yang Ling repeated, looking at the staff who were stunned and silent.
"yes!"
Although Lei Xiong and other staff officers are responsible for assisting Yang Ling and making suggestions for Yang Ling, they only have the right to make suggestions as staff officers.
The final decision-making power is still in the hands of Yang Ling, the highest official. Regarding what Yang Ling has decided, they only need to reserve their opinions and then implement it.
In the squadron, the staff officers under the staff system faithfully perform their duties and will never cross the line.
On the other hand, things have changed on the Japanese side. The general staff, which was originally only responsible for making plans, has great power. The subordinates often make mistakes and refuse to carry out the orders of their superiors and act without authorization.
As a result, the headquarters and various front army headquarters had to frequently add additional orders to make the fait accompli legal and to save face.
Just like in the later stage of the Songhu Battle, the order from the base camp to the dispatched troops in Shanghai was to stop the pursuit as soon as it reached Changshu, Suzhou, to prevent the situation from escalating.
However, the staff officers of the Shanghai Expedition Army who were red-eyed in Shanghai felt that they should pursue the victory, so they deliberately broke through the boundaries specified by the order and chased the retreating squadron to the gates of Nanjing, eventually causing the Nanjing Massacre.
"Sir, Vice Captain Zhang is back!"
While Yang Ling and others were standing at the entrance of the village watching the guerrilla recruits training, a sentry on guard outside rushed back to report.
"Oh? Where is he?"
Hearing that deputy captain Zhang Liechen was back, Yang Ling also showed a happy expression.
They were now expanding their armies to prepare for war, and weapons and ammunition became a constraint, so they sent Zhang Liechen to the guerrilla column headquarters to apply for guns and ammunition.
Who knew that the new recruits were almost fully trained now, but there was still no news from Zhang Liechen who had gone to the guerrilla column, which made Yang Ling think that something unexpected had happened to them.
"When I came back to report, they were already five miles away. I guess they will be there soon." The breathless sentry replied.
"Come on, let's go and greet Zhang Liechen." Yang Ling called to Lei Xiong and others to greet Zhang Liechen.
Yang Ling and his third guerrilla detachment have no shortage of men now, but they only lack guns and ammunition. Even half of the six newly recruited recruits don't have weapons yet.
Although they have sent companies of veterans to attack the Japs these days, they have been hiding in the dark and firing cold shots, and have captured very few. On the contrary, the ammunition is consumed very quickly, and now they have to reduce the frequency of attacks.
Yang Ling and the others had not walked out for long when they saw a group of carriages approaching from a distance.
"Hey, it seems that Vice Captain Zhang has gained a lot from this trip." Lei Xiong grinned when he saw so many carriages covered with raincloths from a distance.
Yang Ling also knew that supplies behind enemy lines were tight now, and the guerrilla column headquarters probably didn't have much in stock, so asking Zhang Liechen to apply was with the attitude of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
After all, their Third Guerrilla Detachment is also under the jurisdiction of the Ninth Guerrilla Column. We can't keep delaying the supply. Who knows that Zhang Liechen really got back a lot of good things.
It was really not easy for Zhang Liechen to go to the guerrilla column headquarters this time. He shamelessly refused to leave without giving supplies, and finally received a batch of military supplies.
After going back and forth, crossing the blockade and enemy-occupied areas, I finally managed to get the military supplies back, and I lost a lot of weight.
"Sir Yang, I'm back!"
Zhang Liechen also saw Yang Ling greeting him, and trotted directly to Yang Ling and stood at attention to salute, even though Zhang Leichang's face was full of fatigue.
But now that I have received so much military supplies, I can feel the pride in my voice.