At the Eighth Route Army headquarters, the boss was in a very good mood.
The Eighth Route Army's counter-mopping up against the Japanese North China Front has ended. Because the troops were prepared in advance and beat the Japanese hard, all units achieved considerable results.
"Chief of Staff, have you calculated the number of enemies wiped out in each base area and military region?" the deputy commander asked with a smile.
The chief of staff immediately replied: "The statistics have been calculated!"
"The results of the battle are good. The scattered statistics from various base areas and military regions add up to more than 30,000 people, and they are all Japanese!"
"Including the puppet troops, the total number of various battle results is nearly 100,000 people, of which nearly 50,000 puppet troops were captured alone. Most of them were obtained in the final pursuit battle!"
"Very good!" The deputy commander was very satisfied with the result.
"The Japanese North China Front lost so many troops in one battle, plus they lost a large amount of materials and ammunition supplies in the battle in the past year. It is absolutely impossible to regain strength without half a year!"
The chief of staff nodded and affirmed: "That's true!"
"The Japanese and puppet troops who have withdrawn from our base have been very honest during this period!"
"Due to the serious loss of troops, they abandoned many small strongholds and concentrated their forces on large strongholds and county towns for defense. The original raids have also stopped recently!"
"Our troops are taking advantage of this period to replenish and train the troops!"
A smile finally appeared on the deputy commander's face, but he soon returned to seriousness and continued to ask.
"Where are the casualties? The troops have achieved such great results, and the casualties must be very high. What difficulties do the base areas and military regions have now!"
The smile on the chief of staff's face disappeared and was slowly replaced by solemnity.
"Definitely!"
"The military and civilian casualties are very high. The casualties of the troops have been counted, which exceed 40,000. The casualties of local troops, guerrillas, and ordinary people have not yet been counted because they are too many and too complicated!"
"The biggest problem facing all base areas and military divisions now is medicine and food!"
"Due to the blockade imposed by the Japanese and puppet troops and Chongqing, we are in very short supply of medicines. Only a small number of seriously injured people can use Western medicines, while ordinary wounded people are using Chinese medicines instead."
"Traditional Chinese medicine is slow to take effect. Many injured people had their limbs amputated or died due to wound inflammation!"
“Food is also very tight!”
"There has been two consecutive years of drought in the base area, and grain output is already very low. In addition, the war has also affected the harvest, and the food supply in each base area has become even more tight!"
"In order to meet the needs of the people, many troops have now begun to eat wild vegetables and coarse grains, and they only eat two meals a day. Only the wounded can eat refined grains."
The deputy commander's brows also furrowed into a big "Sichuan" sign, and then asked: "How big is the food gap?"
"Five million kilograms, this can only meet the minimum guarantee for combat troops!" the chief of staff replied.
The deputy commander's eyes lit up and he replied: "I can handle five million kilograms of grain!"
"Chief of Staff, immediately send a telegram to the New Regiment of Taiyue Military Region and inform them of the difficulties at the headquarters!"
"If I remember correctly, during the Battle of Linfen, the New Regiment seized at least 10 million kilograms of grain from the Japanese, and the grain was stolen by the Japanese from Yan Laoxi of the Shanxi-Sui Army!"
"If 5 million jins of grain from 10 million jins are used to support the headquarters, there shouldn't be any impact!"
A smile flashed across the chief of staff's face: "I remembered!"
"The New Regiment has a strong family background. Even if all 10 million kilograms of grain are used to support the headquarters, it will definitely have no impact!"
"I'll send a telegram to the new group now!"
As soon as the excited chief of staff moved, a communications officer rushed in.
"Chief, encrypted telegram from the new regiment of Taiyue Military Region!"
Upon hearing the words "New Regiment", the chief of staff reached out and snatched the telegram, lay down on the table next to him and began to translate!
"Boss, good news, the food problem has been solved!"
Soon, the excited voice of the chief of staff sounded at the command headquarters.
"Boss, I really doubt that Comrade Wang Ping has the ability to be a prophet! I was just about to send him a telegram asking him to support the headquarters with some food. Before the telegram was sent, he sent the food over himself!"
"Comrade Wang Ping decided to hand over most of the items captured in the Linfen Battle to the headquarters, which will distribute them uniformly. The first item among them is grain, a total of 10 million kilograms!"
The deputy commander also rushed over, stared at the chief of staff and translated the secret message word by word, and then asked.
"what else?"
"Send it directly to the headquarters. This gift is definitely not light, otherwise Wang Ping wouldn't be able to get it, and there is no need to send it directly to the headquarters!"
The chief of staff reported while translating.
"The second item is medicine, a total of seventeen tons..."
"Haha! It is indeed a great gift!" The boss was very happy and shouted regardless of his identity.
"Just now I was thinking about how to solve the urgent shortage of medicines in various base areas and military regions. Wang Ping sent them over right away, and the price was seventeen tons!"
"Chief of Staff, how many oceans are seventeen tons of medicine worth?"
"At least one million oceans!" The chief of staff was also frightened by this number and took a deep breath to answer.
Then he changed the topic and added: "No, even if there is a million oceans in front of you, you can't buy medicines. These medicines are absolutely priceless to our Eighth Route Army!"
"Boss, with so many medicines, we can not only fill the medicine gaps in various base areas and military regions, greatly improve the survival and recovery rates of our wounded, but also have a lot of surplus to support our Eighth Route Army in fighting several major battles!"
"What I want to know most right now is where Comrade Wang Ping got so many medicines, which directly solved the urgent need of our Eighth Route Army!"
The boss affirmed: "I want to know now too! You continue to translate and see what else there is!"
“It’s just two items that are so scary, the rest will definitely be more exciting!”
Two minutes later, the chief of staff replied: "The third item is funds: 1.5 million oceans and gold and gold and silver jewelry worth 1 million oceans!"
"Hiss..." The deputy commander was frightened again. He took a deep breath and didn't say a word for a long time!
After being stunned for a long time, he stared at the Chief of Staff and asked: "Chief of Staff, tell me again, how many oceans are there?"
"One and a half million oceans and gold jewelry worth one million oceans!" The chief of staff took a deep breath and suppressed his inner excitement before answering!
"Where did Wang Ping get this much money? Did he trade it with Commander Yan! Yan Laoxi was willing to spend so much money to buy Linfen City from us!" The deputy commander was surprised but not satisfied.
Xie asked instead.
"That's 80% true. That boy Wang Ping is too evil. He might have gotten so much money from Yan Laoxi! The secret message is still long, and there must be an explanation later!"
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