Rise from the sword

Chapter 104 Unhappy Zhang Dabiao.

Yang Village.

It was sunny and cloudless.

Wang Gensheng was leaning against a tree, with an unknown withered grass in his mouth, and a big bruise flying up and down in his hand. The winter sun was warm and warm, and he was a little lazy.

Spitting out the dry grass in his mouth, and holding the fallen wooden handle of the big tumor, Wang Gensheng looked towards the entrance of the village.

On the open space in front of Yangcun, a large group of newly recruited independent regiment fighters are training in full swing, holding wooden fake guns straight in their hands, shouting neat slogans resoundingly, and uniform footsteps kick up a cloud of dust.

Looking at the group of energetic new fighters, the corners of Wang Gensheng's mouth could not help but twitch.

"A group of rookies don't know how to save energy."

Don't look at this group of people who are alive and well now.

Line up, walking in unison, single and double poles, push-ups, leapfrogs, trench bunker digging, crawling forward, rolling in, jumping into positions, obstacle running, gun disassembly and maintenance, and [-]km cross-country obstacle run...
After a complete set of training procedures, all have to lie down.

Originally, recruits would not go directly to the full set. These are training items that only veterans who have been in the army for more than half a year will start.

But the group leader said that this group of people had been trained before, and they had a little foundation, so they all greeted them directly in order to form combat effectiveness as soon as possible.However, the political commissar disagreed at the time, worrying that the soldiers would not be able to handle it physically, but in the end the regiment leader won.

After all, all the new fighters in the regiment agreed with the regiment leader's approach, and the political commissar was reluctant to continue.

However, this group of anxious recruits obviously didn't know that the training intensity of the militia was completely different from that of the regular army.

Oh, and at the end of the afternoon, there is the most difficult bayonet training, which is the most important thing. Although the independent regiment has no shortage of bullets and machine guns are also rich, the bayonet training still has not relaxed at all.

After all, there is always a time when the bullets are finished, and it is never wrong to have more complete training.

As for why the training time is chosen at night, because the bayonet fight is always at the end of the battle. As soon as the bayonet comes out and the charge horn sounds, it is either life or death, victory or defeat.

He is looking forward to what this group of guys will look like after training in the evening.

Waiting for a group of rookies to train for half a month, and after being exhausted every day, they will know that they will start to consciously save their energy. It will not be like now, when they do not take the time to save energy during the break, they even hit each other twice with wooden guns Fight bayonet.

"Hey, I'm a little busy these days!"

Withdrawing his eyes, he started to throw the grenade in his hand again, and it flew higher and higher. Wang Gensheng felt a little nostalgic for the days when he went to attack Shuangfeng Town.

That's called stimulation. I'm training every day, and the birds are fading out of my mouth.

Suddenly there was a 'pop', and none of his hands caught it. The grenade that flew into the sky fell to the ground and rolled down the slope to a distance. Wang Gensheng came back to his senses. He looked at the grenade on the ground and frowned.

It's not that I'm worried about the grenade exploding, the cover is not opened, and the fuze is not pulled. This is very safe.

What Wang Gensheng found troublesome was the weight of the grenade.

The German-made big tumor is a good thing, with a charge of 170 grams, which is more powerful than the self-made mortar shells made by the headquarters before, but for Wang Gensheng, who is thin and thin, this grenade is really too heavy, weighing more than one hour. It weighs more than a catty, and it is more than one-third heavier than those made in the border area.

He can't throw it very far.

In this way, his unique skill of throwing grenades with one hand is somewhat unmanageable in the face of such a heavy German-made big tumor.

"Made in the border area is weak, and made in Germany is too heavy. The devil's melon grenade is very suitable, but this thing is too difficult to make."

Muttering in his mouth, Wang Gensheng stood up and picked up the fallen grenade and inserted it into the grenade bag behind his waist.

"Let's go to exercise, maybe, the strength will come up that day?"

Looking enviously at Monk Wei who was carrying two big logs in the distance, hehehehe, Wang Gensheng licked his lips.

If labor and management have the strength, they can throw the big tumors of Germany 50 meters with a wave of their hands, and throw them all into the machine gun holes of the little devil's gun tower, which is better than mortars.

But when he walked up to the heavy training log and looked at the log that weighed at least sixty kilograms, the corners of his mouth twitched.

In terms of endurance, he is one of the best in the whole group. He ran a [-]-kilometer cross-country run under the standard load.

But in terms of strength, there are probably few veterans in the regiment who are worse than him.

Moreover, he has been in the army for four or five years. No matter how hard he trains, his strength will not become much stronger. After all, people are different, and it is impossible for everyone to be a strongman.

Just when Wang Gensheng lamented why he was not a strong man, Zhang Dabiao's voice sounded:

"Wang Gensheng, the leader is looking for you."

Zhang Dabiao was obviously in a bad mood, with a bad complexion and an aggressive tone.

"understood!"

After kicking the big log, Wang Gensheng quickly ran to the regiment headquarters.

When walking past Zhang Dabiao, he subconsciously asked:
"Battle Commander, what's wrong with you? Who made you angry?"

Wang Gensheng was very curious.

Who can make this guy angry?

This is the leader of the independent group.

Moreover, looking at it like this, he was still very angry, but he had to suppress his temper honestly.

"Labor and management are in a bad mood, don't bother me!"

Without even looking at Wang Gensheng, Zhang Dabiao walked towards the troops training at the entrance of the village with a stern face, stepping hard on the way, and even cursing in his mouth: "This group of recruits still have the strength to play, it seems that they are training hard. Not enough!"

"Labor and management will drill and drill you today."

As he spoke, he raised his sleeves and walked aggressively towards the recruits.

"Hey, it seems that he was deflated by the leader."

Wang Gensheng gloated a little.

If anyone can make Zhang Dabiao dare not lose his temper, then only his old boss, Li Yunlong, who has saved his life many times.

In the Xinyi Regiment, the troops fought many times with the devils. Several times Zhang Dabiao was surrounded by the devils and couldn't get out. The regiment leader rushed in with his men and rescued Zhang Dabiao.

Facing the old regiment leader, Zhang Dabiao was submissive.

Don't lose your temper, don't even dare to speak hard words.

However, except when the two of them fought fist and kick kung fu, every time the head of the group asked Zhang Dabiao to discuss each other, Zhang Dabiao and his gang would fight hard, pressing the head of the group to the ground and rubbing each time.

"It should be that this mission is not given to him, so I am not happy."

Combined with the previous investigation mission, Wang Gensheng easily guessed the specific reason.

Zhang Dabiao is a madman who fights devils, if he is not given the chance to fight, of course he has to show embarrassment, but he doesn't dare to be ostracized by the regiment leader, so he can only show embarrassment to others.

Like him.

After straightening out his military uniform and brushing off the mud stained on his body, Wang Gensheng walked into the dilapidated conference room of the regiment headquarters.

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In the regiment headquarters, Wang Gensheng had just entered the door. He glanced around and found that the regiment commander, deputy regimental commander, political commissar, the first and third battalion commanders, and the newly promoted artillery company commander Yan Sheng were all there.

"Does everyone have any opinions?"

Before sitting down, Li Yunlong spoke.

As soon as the words fell, the remaining two battalion commanders, Shen Quan and Fang Yuanshan, also looked a little ugly. They struggled for a moment, but finally nodded silently:

"No comment!"

The rest did not respond, but nodded in gestures.

"Well, this time the troops attacked the Liu family compound in Jiazhuang. I, Deputy Head Kong and Political Commissar Zhao personally led the team. The Second Battalion and the Independent Battalion participated in the operation. Each battalion transferred some elites to the Second Battalion to strengthen their strength."

"The battalion commanders are responsible for strengthening the training of recruits in Yangcun, under the unified command of Zhang Dabiao. As for the defense work in the regiment, Zhang Dabiao is also in charge of commanding."

Li Yunlong nodded in satisfaction, and repeated what he said before, making Wang Gensheng understand why the two were so conflicted and hesitant.

It was obvious that he wanted to join the war, but he didn't dare to disobey the commander's order, so he could only hold it in his heart.

"Yes!"

Shen Quan and Fang Yuanshan looked at each other and bowed their heads silently.

Not satisfied?

Of course not satisfied, but not convinced.

In the Eighth Route Army, who doesn't want to fight bullies, landlords, devils and traitors?This is the stuff of dreams.

But the head of the group personally spoke, and the two had no choice but to obey.After experiencing the battles in Shuangfeng Town and Yangquan, and the nearly [-]-ton ammunition incident, Li Yuntuan has thoroughly established his prestige in the Independent Regiment.

As for the dissatisfaction, it was because, after the two regiment leaders left, why did Zhang Dabiao organize the work of the whole regiment?
But even if you are not convinced, there is nothing you can do.

The meaning of the new head is obvious, whoever has the most ability will be the boss.

After such a long time of contact, although the two were still unconvinced, they had to admit that Zhang Dabiao was indeed better than the two of them, whether it was the ability to lead troops to fight, or the training organization for recruits, neither of them could compare to Zhang Dabiao. Biao.

The most notable feature is that even though the training team led by Zhang Dabiao was exhausted and almost collapsed, the morale of Zhang Dabiao's team was stronger than that of the two of them, and the training was completed faster and better.

There was also the previous assault company's attack on Shuangfeng Town. The two elbowed themselves, and they were afraid that they would not be able to return.

However, this is all temporary.After a period of time, there will be a martial arts competition for the whole regiment. The generals will decide who is the first battalion, who is the second battalion, and who is the third battalion. The two of them were not convinced, and secretly held a breath in their hearts.

"Give me a good training when I go back, and try to integrate the complete team within half a month, otherwise the next battle will not be your turn." Li Yunlong squinted his eyes and scanned around.

He naturally knew what these guys were thinking, but so what?
Labor and management are the team leader!

What I say is what!
"Yes!"

These words obviously cheered up Shen Quan and Fang Yuanshan, and the voice of the response involuntarily became louder.

According to the head of the team, there will still be a battle in the near future?
There are still 21 days until the next business... Li Yunlong squinted his eyes. Naturally, he did not forget what Chen Fan said about the canned meat business. After eating canned meat last time, Li Datuan was very nostalgic.

"Yansheng, you take the entire artillery company with you for this operation, as well as the two big guys. Bring more shells, and your artillery company will be needed to block the devil's reinforcements."

Li Yunlong said to the commander of the new artillery company.

Yan Sheng is a veteran officer who just came from the brigade headquarters. He has studied in the Anti-Japanese University for a year and knows a little about artillery.

In addition, Li Yunlong knew this person, and he was a comrade in the same regiment before, so he knew the basics, otherwise he would not have directly handed over the artillery company to him.

"Yes!"

Yansheng responded in a serious tone: "However, the commander, those two big guys have a long range, and our company is not very skilled. Using this guy to block the enemy's reinforcements, I am afraid that a lot of shells will be wasted."

The big guy refers to the 82 mortar.

The 82-force with a range of more than four kilometers requires far more quality artillery than the 60-force.

The farther the shell is, the more difficult it is to aim. With a range of two to four kilometers, direct visual aiming and shooting are no longer possible, and map operations and interval shelling are required.This requires a lot of artillery culture or experience.

You know, the 82 is equipped with a scissor gun mirror, a steel ruler, an angle measuring plate, and a ballistic table for guns.It's not easy to play with this thing.

"It's okay. Artillery is fed by shells. I'll make up for you as much as you consume."

Li Yunlong waved his hands, full of pride.

Isn't it just a cannonball?The next time I do business with Brother Chen, just get a few more tons.

Li Datuan finally found out.

These days, the artillery is the master.In the last Yangquan battle, more than half of the devils were wiped out by mortars.

In the face of cannons, machine guns, etc., they are weak!

"Yes!"

Yan Sheng couldn't hide his excitement in his tone.

There are a large number of test-fired shells, and he is sure that he will soon master the technology of the 82 mortar, and when the time comes, he will shoot wherever he wants.

This thing, with a range of four kilometers and a shell weight of five kilograms, is heavier than the devil's 92 infantry artillery.

"Wang Gensheng, after the team gathers, organize an assault team to go first." Li Yunlong said to Wang Gensheng.

"Yes." Wang Gensheng nodded.

"Okay, let's break up the meeting and go back to get ready. Kong Jie, you and I go to assemble the troops and gather in front of Yang Village in three hours." Li Yunlong immediately ordered the meeting to end and prepare to go.

Finally, he looked at Zhao Gang.

"Political Commissar Zhao, you and the monk will follow the reinforcement battalion and act together."

The Reinforced Battalion was the 800-strong freshman militia armed with substandard firearms.

Zhao Gang was about to say that he wanted to act with the forward troops, but Li Yunlong directly blocked him back: "The reinforcement battalion is full of recruits, and you need to organize it, otherwise it is easy to cause trouble."

"Okay!" Zhao Gang nodded without continuing to refute.

Of course, at this moment, Chief Li's heart was not as nice as he said.

You little scholar who can't even use a gun, you should stay behind honestly, bullets don't have eyes.

(End of this chapter)