Chapter nine hundred and seventy-ninth food crisis
"Hey, sir, your method really works. After such guidance, many people are willing to help us dig trenches and repair fortifications. The registration office is overcrowded."
In the room of the general manager, Staff Officer Lei Xiong was drinking water from a tea bowl and dancing and talking about what he saw. His face was full of admiration for Yang Ling.
In the past, they had to dig trenches and repair fortifications by themselves, which often required a lot of physical effort. Moreover, due to the limitation of the number of personnel, it took a long time to completely repair the fortifications.
Moreover, the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly. Sometimes, as soon as the fortifications are repaired, they have to be abandoned and then moved to a new place to continue repairs, which consumes the combat effectiveness of the troops.
People in many places are afraid of the Japanese and have no favorable impressions of troops with undisciplined military disciplines, so they would rather remain bystanders than join this vigorous anti-Japanese war and national salvation movement.
This has a lot to do with Chongqing's one-sided anti-war policy that focuses on military resistance. Chongqing has always ignored the power of the people and believed that fighting the Japanese was a matter for the army. In addition to donating money and food, it also promoted anti-war propaganda to the people.
Very little is done.
The army has been moving around to fight and has no time to publicize. Once it is short of manpower, it will send people to arrest husbands, leading to an extreme deterioration in military-civilian relations.
Sometimes the people would rather dig trenches to build fortifications for the Japanese than help the Chinese Communist Party, because digging trenches for the Chinese Communist Party does not matter whether they have food or shelter. If they don't dig well, they will be beaten and kicked.
As for the little devil, in order to ensure that the civilians had enough physical strength to complete the task of repairing the fortifications, the little devil not only took care of food, but even took care of food, which attracted a large number of people.
These people first worked with the Japs, and after they were done, the Japs would offer them more favorable conditions to become puppet soldiers. In many places, the Japs recruited a large group of puppet soldiers through this method.
The Japanese are very good at taking advantage of people's psychology. Most people in this era live in dire straits and work for whoever gives them food, regardless of whether they are patriotic or not.
Especially when the Japanese invaded Henan, Henan was experiencing a great famine. Millions of people starved to death. The government was too busy fighting a war to control the situation, but the Japanese mobilized large amounts of military rations to win over people's hearts.
The final result was that the Japs won without a fight. Many Chinese squadrons were disarmed by the people before they even fought the Japs. It has to be said that this is a sad thing.
Yang Ling now not only promotes patriotic education, but also does not let the people help in vain. Although his ability is limited, he will also pay some compensation, so the people are so enthusiastic to join the civilian team to help them.
"Now that there are so many civilians, there should be no problem with our preset battlefield layout. The first batch of civilian teams will set off tonight and go to the south to act according to the plan."
Now that he had enough manpower, Yang Ling prepared to operate all night in order to worry about the long nights and dreams. After all, no one knew when the large-scale Japanese attack would begin.
"Sir, the problem of the civilians has been solved, but with so many people eating, the food we captured will not last long." Sun Chong, the director of the munitions department, said with a frown.
Sun Chong, as the director of the munitions department, has been under great pressure. Although their troops have been winning battles and capturing more, they are also expanding and the people have to eat. Now they are almost making ends meet.
When Yang Ling heard Sun Chong's complaint, he also took this issue seriously and immediately asked: "How long can our food last?"
"One week, at most one week." Sun Zhong replied with a grimace.
"I said, Lao Sun, we have seized so much food that we can only last for a week. You won't squander it and resell it, right?" Staff officer Lei Xiong was also full of disbelief when he heard that food was so tight.
When Sun Chong, the director of the munitions department, faced Lei Xiong's suspicion, he also cried out: "Commander Lei, my conscience, if I embezzle and resell a grain of grain, I will be struck by five thunderbolts from heaven!"
"Then tell me, where did all our food go?" Lei Xiong asked reluctantly.
Sun Zhong took out a small book bound with papyrus from his pocket and put it on the table. He said to Yang Ling: "I have records of every grain receipt and expenditure. If you don't believe it, sir, you can check it. I, Sun Zhong,
It's just embezzlement of a grain of food. No need for the superior to take action, I will kill myself."
"Okay, okay, sit down. I didn't say I didn't believe you, but the food gap is indeed huge and must be solved immediately." Yang Ling waved his hand and asked Sun Zhong to sit down and talk.
As the saying goes, people are made of iron rice and steel. If you don't go hungry for a meal, what you need in a war is logistical supplies. If the troops run out of food, let alone fight, they can't do anything.
Now Yang Ling and the others have won several great battles, and the weapons and ammunition they captured can barely support a medium-sized battle. However, if there is no food, all the previous arrangements will come to nothing.
"Sir, why don't you send someone to the countryside to collect food? You should be able to collect a lot of food." Seeing Yang Ling frowning, Sun Zhong suggested.
After all, collecting food is the most effective way. In the past, most of the time when there was no food, attention was paid to the people.
This time, Yang Ling shook his head: "It's no different now than in autumn, and people are still counting on this small amount of food to survive the winter. If we go to collect the food and take it away, wouldn't it make things worse for people, and they will starve to death."
"Then let's conquer less. It's better than nothing. We can't drink from the northwest wind when we fight." Lei Xiong muttered.
"No, the puppet soldiers and local armed forces have already requisitioned it once before. Now we are going to requisition food. I am afraid that what we are requisitioning is not food, but the lives of the local people." Yang Ling understands the suffering of the people at the bottom. If there is no food for the winter, it will really be difficult.
Starving to death.
"Then we can't fight without food. How about laying off some civilian workers and saving some rations?"
"I think the Japanese have a lot of food there. Why don't we send people to get it? We should be able to get a lot of it."
Although several people in the room were racking their brains to think of a solution to the thorny issue of food, it was very difficult to implement it.
"Let the confidential office send a report to Chairman Han in the name of the North Jiangsu Corps, requesting a batch of food to support us." After Yang Ling was silent for a long time, he decided to find a superior to solve the problem.
If we send a report to the theater headquarters now, water far away cannot quench our thirst nearby. We can only request support from the nearby Chairman of Jiangsu Province.
"Sir, what if Chairman Han doesn't give it? After all, we are under the jurisdiction of the theater headquarters." Sun Chong, director of the munitions department, was still worried.
"Xinghua, the temporary headquarters of the provincial government, is not far from Gaoyou. Only by carrying the Japs in front can we ensure the safety of Xinghua. If we cannot hold on and evacuate to Huaiyin, Xinghua will face the Japs' attack. I think Han
The chairman will not fail to understand the meaning of death and coldness, and he will definitely give us food."
Yang Ling now has a feeling of clearing the clouds and seeing the blue sky. It has always been his northern Jiangsu Corps that fights against the Japanese independently. Since he can drag the Sulu Guerrilla Corps into trouble, he doesn't mind dragging the provincial chairman into trouble as well. After all, friendly forces cannot be allowed to do so.
Just stay a bystander.
"At the same time, I requested Chairman Han for ammunition and troop reinforcements, saying that our corps does not have enough troops and it is unsustainable to stop the Japanese on the front line of Gaoyou. If we can get reinforcements, we will fight to the end to ensure the safety of Xinghua!"
Yang Ling knew that there were not many troops of the 89th Army directly under the provincial government near Xinghua, so the strength of their Northern Jiangsu Corps was very important.
If the Northern Jiangsu Corps gives up its job, the provincial government stationed in Xinghua will suffer the greatest loss. No matter what, the provincial government will not let the Northern Jiangsu Corps withdraw northward.
If they want the Northern Jiangsu Corps to not withdraw, the provincial government can only compromise, and there are only two ways, either to provide military support, or to provide ammunition and food.