When Li Hao received the news, he had already led a guard platoon into the Independence Camp base area.
In Dengzhuang, which is still ten kilometers away from Hongquan Village, the commander was stopped before he even reached the entrance of the village.
Seven or eight guerrillas dressed in civilian clothes, but each armed with a rifle, suddenly emerged from the bushes on both sides of the mountain road, and the black muzzles of their guns were pointed directly at the commander and his party!
"Protect the leader!" the guard platoon leader suddenly stood in front of the commander and shouted.
More than thirty soldiers quickly took their rifles in their hands, surrounded the commander and platoon leader, and faced off with the guerrillas muzzle-to-muzzle.
Seeing that the opponent had more than 30 rifles and a light machine gun, the eyes of several guerrillas clearly flashed with panic, but they did not retreat because of this, but asked bravely.
"What kind of army are you from? Where are you from? Why haven't I seen you?"
The guard platoon leader was deeply afraid that the commander would be in danger if his gun went off, so he quickly replied: "We are troops from the military division. We have been ordered to come to Lingqiu to perform tasks. Put down your rifles immediately. Don't let it go off!"
The guerrillas breathed a sigh of relief obviously, but did not put down their guns: "We have not received the order. You cannot enter the village for the time being. I have already sent someone to notify the captain. We will only let you go if he agrees to enter the village!"
"Okay, we'll wait for your captain to come over!" the guard platoon leader replied.
He hesitated and asked: "I wonder what kind of army you are?"
"Dengzhuang guerrillas!"
The team member who just spoke did not hide anything, but after these words were spoken, no matter what the guard platoon leader asked, he remained silent.
"Platoon Commander Zhang, no need to ask, let the soldiers put down their guns, they are all our own!" The commander spoke at the critical moment.
The commander's order must be carried out, but the guard platoon leader's vigilance did not relax. There were four soldiers surrounding the commander from beginning to end to prevent accidents.
Seeing the guards firing their guns, the guerrillas did not relax their vigilance.
The rifle was still in his hand, but the muzzle was lowered a little, pointing at the ground at an angle.
This has the advantage that if an accident occurs, you can shoot with the gun raised.
The commander couldn't help but reveal a smile full of appreciation on his face, and he also had a love for talents.
If the opponent is really a guerrilla force, then the level of the guerrilla leader must be very high, and maybe he is a good candidate to be a commander, otherwise it would be impossible to train such a good fighter.
Just when the commander was wondering whether he would recruit this guerrilla leader to the main force later, more than twenty people suddenly rushed out of the village entrance, also wearing ordinary people's clothes.
If it weren't for each person holding a rifle and the person at the front holding a pistol, it would be impossible to tell that they were soldiers.
"The captain is here!"
Only then did the tense nerves of several guerrillas relax.
After confirming that the other party was indeed from a military division, although it was unclear who the commander was, he must be a cadre who could carry a small pistol.
Captain Zhou Ming quickly saluted: "Hello, chief, we are from the Dengzhuang guerrillas. I am the captain. Welcome the chief to our Dengzhuang!"
"Don't be so serious!" the commander replied with a wave of his hand.
"Captain Zhou, just follow me. Everyone else has dispersed. I'm just passing by to take a look!"
After everyone left, the commander continued: "Captain Zhou, if I remember correctly, the Dengzhuang guerrillas seem to have the best training and the best equipment among all the guerrillas I have ever seen. You are the captain, so you must
It must have taken a lot of thought!”
Zhou Ming quickly replied: "The chief has given me the reward. Our Dengzhuang guerrillas are not the best in the entire Lingqiu. It would be good to be ranked among the top five!"
"You mean there are better guerrillas in Lingqiu?" the commander was stunned and asked.
"Yes!" Zhou Ming affirmed.
"The best one must be the guerrillas in Hongquan Village, where the battalion headquarters is located. They have the guidance of the main force and have more ammunition than us. Their combat effectiveness is already on par with the district team!"
The commander was shocked. Before he had time to respond, the guard platoon leader next to him couldn't help but interjected: "Did all the equipment of your guerrillas be captured by yourself? Each person has a rifle. Although they are all old sleeves, at least they have
50% to 60% new, I can see that the equipment of many main forces in the military division is not as good as yours!"
The commander also wanted to know the answer and quickly looked at the other party.
Zhou Ming replied with an embarrassed look: "Chief, apart from capturing three spies since the establishment of our guerrilla group, we have not participated in a single battle, let alone seized weapons!"
"These rifles were given to us by the main force ten days ago. The main force fought a victorious battle and captured a large number of old rifles. They gave them to us if they didn't need them!"
"Our village is on the edge of the base area, and the enemy situation is complicated. Each guerrilla team member has one gun. There are many villages in the hinterland where two members use one gun. Whoever has a mission uses it. Those who don't have a mission use wooden guns for training!"
The commander was shocked again.
There must be thousands of guerrillas in the entire Lingqiu.
Even if half of the team members were equipped with guns, that would still be five to six hundred rifles. With the guerrillas fully equipped with guns, the number would definitely be far more than that.
Although I knew in my heart that the Independent Battalion was well-equipped, I didn't expect that their equipment was so abundant.
You can take out five or six hundred rifles at will to equip the guerrillas.
You know, if these weapons were given to the main force, they could arm two battalions.
Shocked, he became looking forward to this independent battalion that he had yet to meet.
The guerrillas are already so powerful, and the main force must be even more powerful.
Seeing the commander's face changing, Zhou Ming thought he had said something wrong and quickly said: "Chief, it's almost noon. Do you want to go to the guerrilla headquarters for lunch at noon? We don't have big fish or meat, but we still have enough to eat."
questionable!"
"Okay!" The commander did not refuse.
Then he asked: "Captain Zhou, I think you are doing well in training and you should be very good at fighting. Have you considered joining the main force? If so, I will see your battalion commander tomorrow and let him know!"
A wry smile quickly flashed across Zhou Ming's face, and then he replied: "Chief, to be honest, I came down from the main force!"
"More than three months ago, I was injured in a battle against the Japanese. My left arm was broken. Although it was reattached, I was left disabled and unable to use my strength. Then I was assigned to be the captain of the Dengzhuang guerrillas!
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"In the words of the battalion commander, the guerrillas are the supplementary troops for the main force in the future. Letting us seriously injured soldiers serve as captains of the guerrillas will not only solve our worries, but also use our remaining energy to continue to contribute to the army!"
The commander noticed the key words in Zhou Ming's words at a glance, and immediately asked: "Are you saying that all the guerrilla captains of your Lingqiu team are seriously injured and unable to return to the team!"
"Yes, Chief!" Zhou Ming replied quickly.
"As long as those who can move their legs and feet are almost all captains of the guerrillas. Everyone has been on the battlefield and fought against the Japanese. Although they are disabled, they can still train the guerrillas!"
"The seriously injured troops who were even worse were not ignored. They were all sent to the logistics departments of the sweet potato flour factory, pig farm, and chicken farm to work!"
"What a great idea!" the commander exclaimed, his eyes brightening.
"This will not only allow the disabled soldiers to use their remaining energy and solve everyone's worries, but also free up a large number of veterans to return to the main force to continue fighting, killing two birds with one stone!"
"It seems that my trip to Lingqiu was not in vain!"
"Such a good method must be promoted to the entire military division... no, it must be promoted to the entire Eighth Route Army!"
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