Chengdu is only 600 miles away from Guangyuan, which would have been only three hours' drive seventy years later. However, in this era, although there are simple roads and horses for transportation, it still took Liu Lang and the three of them two full days.
It’s time to arrive in Chengdu.
The mounts of the three Liu Langs are all Sichuan horses. Sichuan horses are short-legged horses with short legs but long endurance. Although they cannot run a tall Western horse with long legs in a short distance, the Sichuan horse's endurance will show up if it runs ten miles.
It's out. Liu Lang went to Chengdu this time with the intention of purchasing a batch of Sichuan horses and returning them to form a supply company.
As the saying goes, food and grass must go before the soldiers and horses are used. Without good logistical support, the combat effectiveness of even the best soldiers will be weakened. The Korean battlefield is the best example. Millions of China's best soldiers are eating in the ice and snow because of the weak national power.
The American soldiers who were eating fried noodles, chewing ice cubes, eating hot dogs, smoking cigars and wrapped in coats fought hard for three years and made hundreds of thousands of sacrifices, but still only got a draw.
Liu Lang has every reason to believe that as long as those soldiers can be given the most basic living guarantee and sufficient ammunition, even the American soldiers who can summon aircraft and naval guns at any time can beat them to their knees. Land War, Chinese Soldiers
The myth of invincibility is by no means spread out.
The logistics company would be bigger or smaller, but Liu Lang began to hesitate on whether to use Sichuan horses after two days of riding.
In fact, in the past two days, he spent much less time riding horses than running on the road, so he had to fight the poor horse.
It's definitely not because of being fat, but it's most likely because of weight.
Liu Lang's devilish training during this period was a bit fucked up. The fat did become less, but it turned into muscles. In layman's terms, it means that the meat became solid. But the body shape did not change, and the weight actually increased a lot, 200
A pound of weight is indeed too heavy a burden for a poor horse that still has to maintain a speed of 30 kilometers per hour.
Liu Lang simply rode a horse for a while, then came down to run for a while, then he thought it was time to continue training. If the superiors ran away, how could the subordinates not follow? The same goes for Chen Yunfa and Mo Xiaomao, who are 1.95 meters tall.
He followed Liu Lang's example and ran for most of the day. Mo Mao Mao gave up first, and Chen Yunfa only persisted until he checked into the hotel that night.
Running by themselves and riding horses, they actually ran more than 200 miles in one day. You know, riding a horse is not an easy job, and all the muscles in the body have to be worked hard. But wait until the next day, and look at what they had done the night before.
The officer, who was as tired as a dog, held the reins of the horse and continued to run wildly with the happy horse. The "Impermanent" duo, who would be known as the strongest individual soldiers in the future, collectively decided not to run, but to ride horses.
Such a "beast" level officer is not something they can compare with at this stage. Throughout his life, when someone praised Chen Yunfa in front of him as the strongest soldier on the face of the earth, Chen Yunfa just smiled and said nothing. In his mind, he could
The person who deserves that title is probably the fat officer who can't wait to drag his horse on the mountain road!
That was the goal that he had been chasing all his life, but he could only get close to it, never surpass it, even if there were more than twenty Japanese generals as the horizontal bar on the butt of his gun, and there were countless officers and soldiers under his command.
Liu Lang entered Chengdu before dark.
At this time, Chengdu is far from the prosperous city it would be seventy years later, but the mentality of the hard-working and simple Sichuan people who know how to work and how to live has been clearly reflected in this era. It was already evening and the streets were still bustling with people hanging in red.
The theater and tea house in Lantern was packed with people. People gathered in small and small groups to eat hot pot and set up the dragon gate formation loudly. Liu Lang's sensitive ears even heard "crackling" sounds coming from certain places.
"What the hell, are you going to fight to the end?" Hearing such a familiar voice, Liu Lang couldn't help but curse.
During the years when I was the nominal chief designer, the old bureaucrats in the arsenal took advantage of the former sharp blade of the Republic in this game that at least 60% of the people could play, and they were often killed to the point of bleeding.
, how can the memory not be profound?
"Sir? Are there enemies?" Chen Yunfa suddenly became alert.
The enemy that can make the superiors fight to the end must be a powerful enemy.
"Ahem, I mean we will have to fight to the bitter end with little Japan." Liu Lang blushed and changed his words.
"We will definitely follow the commander and fight the Japs to the bitter end." Mo Xiaomao puffed out his delicate cheeks to express his determination.
The look the young man looked at Liu Lang couldn't even be described as admiration. It was completely worship. A person who never forgets his ideals of fighting against the Japanese invaders when he goes shopping is definitely worthy of worship. He is afraid of a leisurely and comfortable life.
It has destroyed his fighting spirit, so speak it out loud to remind yourself! I am afraid that only the sages in history who danced after hearing the chicken, and had their heads hung with beams, cones and buttocks can be compared.
Mo Xiaomao, who had attended some private schools, understood it this way, and explained it to his big companion this way.
Liu Lang's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he vowed never to play mahjong again in his life, especially the bloody battle to the end, and the even more brutal rivers of blood. That was simply a destruction of a certain young man's faith.
At this time, Chengdu was not as big as later generations. There were no four or three rings. It only took Liu Lang and the others half an hour to arrive at the provincial government in Xicheng.
He explained the purpose of his visit to the guard at the door, and after just a cup of tea, a soldier in a yellow military uniform with a colonel's collar came out from inside. He asked Liu Lang to come in with a hint of curiosity but extremely politely.
At this time, Sichuan Province was said to be dominated by eight major warlords. In fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that the world was dominated by the "two Lius". Liu Xiang, who lived in Chongqing, was the strongest, but the only one who could compete with Liu Xiang was sitting now.
This one is in the provincial government.
But for such a high-ranking official who can almost control the fate of most people in Sichuan, when he heard that a small colonel was visiting, he laughed loudly and asked to be invited in quickly, and even walked out of the office to wait at the door of the reception room. This is
The two directors of the Department of Finance of the Department of Civil Affairs, who command tens of thousands of troops, are treated as such.
Is it possible that the colonel commander who was sent by Chairman Chiang to garrison Guangyuan came to Sichuan on the surface to be a thorn in the side, but in fact he was working as a secret envoy of Chairman Chiang and was secretly communicating with Chairman Liu? But from the beginning to the end, Chairman Liu was
The central government under Chairman Chiang Kai-shek didn’t catch a cold very much! It’s normal for Liu Zhengchun, who is equivalent to the provincial governor’s secretary, to have such doubts.
The feudal official who is in charge of one side and the colonel commander who only commands a thousand men are divided into levels that are easy to understand, one is at the county level and the other is at the ministerial level. The gap between the two is like a natural chasm.
"Yogong, it's been a long time, how are you doing?" Liu Lang saw Liu Wenhui outside the reception room, and his first words in Sichuan dialect solved Liu Zhengchun's doubts.
After working on it for a long time, it turned out that the two of them were relatives, and it seemed that they were very close to each other.