Obviously, the people in the ditch had received the news a long time ago. When they saw Liu Lang leading people over, a few big men in black stood up in the grass on the roadside carrying submachine guns and box cannons. They put away the guns and stood aside on their own initiative.
These are naturally normal. A large amount of supplies are shipped here. If there are no armed guards, in Gansu, where thieves are rampant, it will be a bad brain!
We walked all the way to the 800-meter-deep ditch that several reconnaissance squads mentioned and saw the shadow of a row of straw huts. A middle-aged man with a warm smile and wearing the most ordinary long coat and cloth shoes stood in front, as if he didn't see a group of red soldiers.
, took a list and asked Liu Lang, who was walking at the front, to read it. After Liu Lang read it up and down and nodded to express his approval.
The middle-aged man waved to the back, and groups of men dressed in coarse cloth and dressed as camel grooms filed out, each holding a horse. However, the horses had saddles on their backs, and they got on the horse one after another. The middle-aged people were riding on the horse.
On his horse, he nodded and smiled at the red warriors who looked at him, and then led the large group of people to walk out of the ditch. The men also followed their leader out without looking back.
"Please also ask Company Commander Liang to send a few comrades on horseback to follow and send them out of the area controlled by your army." Liu Lang requested the future Lieutenant General Daya.
"Of course." The future Lieutenant General Daya naturally agreed. He whispered a few words to the people who were following him on guard and took out a pass with a red seal and handed it to the leader.
monitor.
Five red warriors rode a few specially vacated horses and followed the riding team of nearly 400 people out of the ditch.
Obviously, the senior officials of the Red Army have already thought of this problem and made preparations from the beginning. However, they probably did not expect that there would be so many people hiding in it.
The red warriors stood aside and watched the groups of people leave. Of course they wouldn't be offended. The reason why the grooms ignored the red warriors at all was not because they didn't understand etiquette, but more because of the need for confidentiality.
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But Yang Hongman was still a little worried. As he watched the groups of people walking away in an orderly manner, he quietly asked Liu Lang: "Liu Shang, with so many people watching you bringing us here, is it dangerous for you? This kind of thing will still happen in the future."
Don't do it, Bai Gouzi kills people without blinking an eye."
"Haha, don't worry, these people are all carefully selected and there will never be any leaks." Liu Lang smiled slightly and comforted his young grandma.
At the same time, he felt infinite warmth in his heart. This was the grandma he imagined.
How could Liu Lang make such a low-level mistake? Hundreds of Chinese businessmen and employees watched helplessly as he and the Red Army appeared and donated massive supplies to the Red Army. As long as there was one traitor, he would be finished.
The hundreds of people who can stay here are naturally not ordinary people. There are only a few people from the Huashang Group who can appear here, and those few people were mentioned by the Huashang Group after three years of assessment by the Xiao Fenghua Security Department.
The backbone of the force earns tens of thousands of dollars in dividends every year. The fate of the whole family is tied to the Chinese Merchant Group. How could they leak the secret of contact with the Red Army, which is close to confiscating the family and exterminating the entire family?
As for the so-called camel gang, Liu Lang urgently mobilized Deng Wen's cavalry brigade from Qinglong Mountain three months ago to form a transportation team of the Northern Branch of the Huashang Group from Qinglong Mountain in batches to Shaanxi. After receiving the goods in Shaanxi,
So they rushed to Gansu in batches, and then returned to Qinglong Mountain on the Great Wall from Gansu in batches. Now this is just the last batch of people waiting for the handover.
Although Deng Wenbu is not directly under Liu Lang, they now rely on the Independent Regiment for almost all their supplies and weapons, and even their bases are delivered by the Independent Regiment. The two armies are no longer linked by the same spirit but rely on each other for blessings and misfortune.
They are tightly intertwined. If Liu Lang is unlucky, their good days will come to an end. It goes without saying that confidentiality is a must.
In this way, it not only facilitates confidentiality but also increases the safety of the goods. With this group of cavalry soldiers who are proficient in combat, coupled with the two special forces of the independent regiment and a guard platoon carrying the latest equipment, Liu Lang believes that even if they encounter the regular army of the Gansu warlord,
, they also have the ability to keep this batch of goods intact, but if it doesn't work, they can still do the job of "destroying the corpses and eradicating traces".
Liu Lang must be cautious enough. In this era where the bald man still has the final say in name, he must have time to accumulate strength. Otherwise, relying on him alone will be powerless in this war. Although he also knows
No matter how hard he works, five years is still too little time. He may still be unable to shake the stubborn wheel of history, but he has to try to change it. One less drop of blood will be shed on the land of China, and the Japanese invaders will be heartbroken one more time.
That's all his success.
"Huashang Group, it's not that simple!" Future Lieutenant General Daya suddenly interjected.
There were more than 400 people and more than 400 horses. Except for the sound of hoofbeats and the snoring of horses, there were no other unnecessary sounds. About 400 people sat upright on the backs of horses, and their bodies moved as the horses moved.
The ups and downs of the rhythm, if they were not all dressed in coolie clothes, without carbines on their backs, and the horses were ordinary horses instead of war horses, Lieutenant General Daya even thought he saw an elite cavalry unit.
It can only be said that Lieutenant General Daya is a natural soldier, and his illusion is not wrong. The "horsemen" in front of him are indeed one of the most elite cavalry in China.
However, he didn't have time to marvel at how well-disciplined a group of camel grooms were. Lieutenant General Big Ya, a young black-faced man, and a group of red soldiers were already overwhelmed by the continuous hay huts of at least 300 meters built along the mountain.
shocked.
How much material is needed to store it in so many straw sheds?
"Fifty thousand kilograms of rice, fifty thousand kilograms of white flour, ten thousand kilograms of bacon, and..." Liu Lang laughed in front of the thatched hut, and the aura of rich rich people that needs no description came to his face again.
"My biological mother, Liu Laoliu, is supporting me, my legs are a little weak." The future Lieutenant General Daya's hands were shaking a little and he murmured to himself.
"Company Commander, I can't help you, my legs are weak." The red soldier on the side also opened his mouth wide and answered his leader.
"Haha, Liang Daya, you are so promising! I have told you a long time ago that my brother Liu will never let you down with gifts." The young man with a dark face suddenly laughed loudly.
Liu Lang also had a smile on his face and continued: "Chief Liu, you still understand me, but I haven't finished speaking yet!"
"Liu Shang, tell me, tell me, what else is there? We are already extremely grateful for the food." Comrade Yang Hongman cheered and said impatiently.
"There are still 3,000 rifles made in Hanyang, 3,000 rifle bayonets made in Hanyang Arsenal, 300 German-made 20-shot rifles, 72 ZB-26 light machine guns made in the Czech Republic, 24 German Maxim heavy machine guns, and 82mm made in Jinling Arsenal.
There are 24 mortars, 40,000 wooden handle grenades, 1,000 rounds of 82-caliber mortar shells, a total of 500,000 rounds of machine rifle bullets, as well as salt and some medicines." Liu Lang continued.
There was silence, except for the gentle rustle of the leaves in the mountain breeze.
Except for Liu Lang and Shi Datou, who had been following the team and seldom made a sound, everyone in the red troop had their eyes widened and their mouths wide open without saying a word.
It was too exaggerated, so exaggerated that they collectively lost their voices.
Food and meat can help you survive, so of course it is important, but in front of the equipment of a reorganized division, the massive amount of food pales in comparison. For a soldier, guns and bullets are even more important than food. Moreover, these bullets
It’s too much!
That is the equipment of a reorganized division. It can almost refit the entire Red Front Army, no, the Shaanxi-Gansu detachment from top to bottom, especially in terms of heavy weapons, not only heavy machine guns but also mortars.
"Brother Liu, we are very grateful for the food. For the rest, it doesn't matter if you don't have it. No need..." It took a long time for the young man with a dark face to react, and he licked his dry lips and said with some difficulty.
That means, big brother, even if you don't brag, you are still a good brother, and we are already very grateful if you have something to eat.
Liu Lang couldn't help but laugh. He turned to the side and stretched out his hand. That meant that if you didn't believe it, you could go and see it yourself.
Of course Liu Lang knew the list he drew up. If transportation was not a big problem, Liu Lang could make more guns and ship them to these seniors. In the end, after much thought, he shipped all the standard weapons that had been eliminated by the Independent Regiment.
Thing. With the replacement of the MG42, the large and slow-firing Maxim heavy machine guns have been eliminated by the independent regiments. Although the Czech-style squad light machine guns are still used in small quantities by the independent regiments, their firing rate is only 200 rounds per minute.
Obviously, this method could no longer meet the fire suppression needs of the independent regiment classes that were already equipped with semi-automatic rifles. Except for a part that was reserved for militia training, Liu Lang also moved the rest.
Thirty or so red soldiers from the Logistics Department, including Comrade Yang Hongman, rushed towards the hut crazily with guns in hand. In front of Liu Tuanzuo's crazy gift, they really could no longer remain calm. As for being vigilant, this time