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Chapter 803 Chapter 812, this time only 200, the key is the militia
Chapter 803 Chapter 812, this time only 200, the key is the militia
China has a history of 5000 years, and the history of writing can be traced back to the Longshan culture period.
During this period, there have been many writers, thinkers, military strategists, and politicians... However, there is only one person who wrote the truth of history in the most straightforward way, that is-cannibalism!Treating people wrongly, not only not being human, but also inferior to cattle and horses...
It's just that my husband died before the Anti-Japanese War began, and he didn't see a more miserable China.If he saw it, he might be able to sigh more profoundly!
In China these years, half of the rivers and mountains have fallen under the iron hooves of the Japanese invaders.The people in the enemy-occupied areas are precarious, girls will be dragged to insult at any time, men will be dragged to do hard labor at any time, children are enduring hunger and desperately living, and they don't even know what it feels like to be full.
However, in the Kuomintang-controlled areas, the common people had to bear heavy levies and miscellaneous taxes, and they had to send strong men to fight against the Japanese on the battlefield. Once they went, they would almost never come back.
Of course, there is also a group of people who sit high above the heads of the common people, eating steak, drinking red wine, shuttling among the lights and feasting, enjoying a rich life.What if there is no red wine?Don't we have the Burma Road?Wouldn't it be possible to requisition some of the vehicles transporting aid supplies at will?
The life and death of the people?What are you doing with me?The outcome of the war?What does it have to do with me?Should we go abroad if we are defeated? We have been doing business for so many years...
If we say, at this time, where else do ordinary people feel that they are living the life they should live?That's a lot of bases.
Here we have the Eighth Route Army to help us fight the Japanese devils, and the guerrillas to help us arm ourselves. When the devils come, we have tunnels to hide in, and landmines to kill the enemy.You said you want to hand over some food to the Eighth Route Army? ?Isn't that what it should be?What did the Eighth Route Army use to beat devils if they had nothing to eat?Besides, eight roads only collect more food?Landlords have reduced rent...
In fact, the common people are the most easily satisfied group of people.As long as you can eat well and wear warm clothes, your children can grow up healthily, and someone will take care of you when you get old, then it will be a good day.
Of course, it would be even better if we could often hear good news about how many devils the Eighth Route Army had defeated on such a good day.
Therefore, as the record of the 716 regiment annihilating more than 500 devils spread, the people in the vast base areas became happy again.
Of course, the reactions of the people are also different. For example, when the news reaches Jiuzhai, the people will not be very happy.
"What? It took two regiments to kill more than 5 devils? What is there to brag about? Once our nine detachments go out, thousands of people will be wiped out!" The 80-year-old grandpa is not deaf It's not dazzled, but I can still sit at the entrance of the village and watch my great-great-grandson.Hearing such news, he just said it with disdain, and then continued to tell stories to his little grandson.
"This Zhuge Liang, in Nanyang..." That's right, the old man was still a teacher back then, and his head was full of knowledge.
Rumbling... Rumbling... There was a faint explosion sound from the mountain. The old man stroked his beard and nodded slightly. He fired a full 30 cannons today, which is not bad.
"Niuwaer, did you hear that? It was the sound of cannons, and the artillerymen were training! That cannon, the shells exploded with a bang, and there was a sea of flames within a radius of ten feet, and the iron pieces flew together. Keep it! There are even bigger shells, which can be flattened in a radius of thirty feet!"
"Cow baby, eat well and grow up quickly. When you grow up, go to be a soldier! Come on, tell grandpa, what kind of soldier do you want to be?" The old man hugged his little grandson.
The little doll who just wore crotch pants grabbed the old man's beard with his pissed and muddy hands: "Eat, eat..."
"Haha, if you know how to eat, you will be a good baby. In the future, you will grow up to be a big man, carrying a cannon to fight devils!" The old man looked at the child with satisfaction.
"Hit devils, hit devils..." I couldn't help but listen to my grandfather chanting every day, and the child said these three words neatly.
"Hahaha... beat the devils, beat the devils! The Japanese invaders invaded China, my Chinese people, no matter how old or young, should beat the devils and go back to their hometown!" The old man was happy.
"One two one, one two one, one two three... four!"
"one two three four!"
In the distance, there was the sound of neat slogans, followed by 202 figures running from far to near, and then ran past the entrance of the village.
Seeing the sweaty recruits running under the sun, the old man stroked his beard in satisfaction, and kept his eyes on one figure, which was his youngest grandson.
"Oh... the old man has five generations under the same roof! My third son is the captain of the militia in the village, and he just came back after going out to fight devils; my seventh grandson, ninth grandson... and finally Xiao Shi also joined the army. And my eldest son The great-grandson, the second-great-grandson, are all enlisted in the army... If one day I recite it and see our ancestors, we will have face!"
"Let's go, I'm going home, let's have dinner..." The old man got up easily, and walked home with his little grandson in his arms. It seemed that the old man still had at least 20 years to live.
"Get up, look at each of you, you are not as good as the old man Niu at the entrance of the village! Are you not full, or have you not grown up? You are all young and good guys, don't look like old ladies! Let's all run , today's five-kilometer training, if anyone does not meet the standard, the whole class will practice more!"
The two instructors ran at the back of the team, sweating profusely, but they still reprimanded the recruits with confidence.They all came here in this way. The instructors knew the effect of getting the recruits to practice cross-country running well, so they were not ambiguous at all.
That is... this time, only 200 recruits were recruited from these villages. There are too few, what can they do?
"Our nine detachments are taking the route of elite soldiers, the route of elite soldiers, the route of elite soldiers. I emphasize the important things three times! We have trained the soldiers well, and with the improvement of their equipment, their combat effectiveness will increase. Why do we need so many soldiers? Do you want more soldiers? Report to Guo Dezhu, transfer to his subordinates, Jiuzhai and the militiamen around you can train as you like! Yes, as I said, each militiaman has a training quota of 30 bullets, who of you will take the lead?"
The Ninth Detachment was located in the big meeting room of Sunjiaji. Hu Changyi patted the desk, looked at the group captains and company commanders, and asked them to choose by themselves.
"Okay, our 1st company will choose Linjiacun outside as the training ground! I guarantee that within three months, the militia in Linjiacun will be upgraded to a higher level of combat effectiveness!" Niu boldly expressed his opinion first.
What is this doing? ?This is definitely not that Hu Changyi is idle and bored. He is dispersing the companies of the Ninth Detachment, and then stationed in the villages and towns around Jiuzhai to further strengthen the training of the militia.
Don't ask him why he did this, it's the defense of Jiuzhaigou, the militia is the foundation, even if it won't be used until the end of the War of Resistance, it must be well established.
PS: Thanks to chentie981 for the reward, thank you old iron.
(End of this chapter)
China has a history of 5000 years, and the history of writing can be traced back to the Longshan culture period.
During this period, there have been many writers, thinkers, military strategists, and politicians... However, there is only one person who wrote the truth of history in the most straightforward way, that is-cannibalism!Treating people wrongly, not only not being human, but also inferior to cattle and horses...
It's just that my husband died before the Anti-Japanese War began, and he didn't see a more miserable China.If he saw it, he might be able to sigh more profoundly!
In China these years, half of the rivers and mountains have fallen under the iron hooves of the Japanese invaders.The people in the enemy-occupied areas are precarious, girls will be dragged to insult at any time, men will be dragged to do hard labor at any time, children are enduring hunger and desperately living, and they don't even know what it feels like to be full.
However, in the Kuomintang-controlled areas, the common people had to bear heavy levies and miscellaneous taxes, and they had to send strong men to fight against the Japanese on the battlefield. Once they went, they would almost never come back.
Of course, there is also a group of people who sit high above the heads of the common people, eating steak, drinking red wine, shuttling among the lights and feasting, enjoying a rich life.What if there is no red wine?Don't we have the Burma Road?Wouldn't it be possible to requisition some of the vehicles transporting aid supplies at will?
The life and death of the people?What are you doing with me?The outcome of the war?What does it have to do with me?Should we go abroad if we are defeated? We have been doing business for so many years...
If we say, at this time, where else do ordinary people feel that they are living the life they should live?That's a lot of bases.
Here we have the Eighth Route Army to help us fight the Japanese devils, and the guerrillas to help us arm ourselves. When the devils come, we have tunnels to hide in, and landmines to kill the enemy.You said you want to hand over some food to the Eighth Route Army? ?Isn't that what it should be?What did the Eighth Route Army use to beat devils if they had nothing to eat?Besides, eight roads only collect more food?Landlords have reduced rent...
In fact, the common people are the most easily satisfied group of people.As long as you can eat well and wear warm clothes, your children can grow up healthily, and someone will take care of you when you get old, then it will be a good day.
Of course, it would be even better if we could often hear good news about how many devils the Eighth Route Army had defeated on such a good day.
Therefore, as the record of the 716 regiment annihilating more than 500 devils spread, the people in the vast base areas became happy again.
Of course, the reactions of the people are also different. For example, when the news reaches Jiuzhai, the people will not be very happy.
"What? It took two regiments to kill more than 5 devils? What is there to brag about? Once our nine detachments go out, thousands of people will be wiped out!" The 80-year-old grandpa is not deaf It's not dazzled, but I can still sit at the entrance of the village and watch my great-great-grandson.Hearing such news, he just said it with disdain, and then continued to tell stories to his little grandson.
"This Zhuge Liang, in Nanyang..." That's right, the old man was still a teacher back then, and his head was full of knowledge.
Rumbling... Rumbling... There was a faint explosion sound from the mountain. The old man stroked his beard and nodded slightly. He fired a full 30 cannons today, which is not bad.
"Niuwaer, did you hear that? It was the sound of cannons, and the artillerymen were training! That cannon, the shells exploded with a bang, and there was a sea of flames within a radius of ten feet, and the iron pieces flew together. Keep it! There are even bigger shells, which can be flattened in a radius of thirty feet!"
"Cow baby, eat well and grow up quickly. When you grow up, go to be a soldier! Come on, tell grandpa, what kind of soldier do you want to be?" The old man hugged his little grandson.
The little doll who just wore crotch pants grabbed the old man's beard with his pissed and muddy hands: "Eat, eat..."
"Haha, if you know how to eat, you will be a good baby. In the future, you will grow up to be a big man, carrying a cannon to fight devils!" The old man looked at the child with satisfaction.
"Hit devils, hit devils..." I couldn't help but listen to my grandfather chanting every day, and the child said these three words neatly.
"Hahaha... beat the devils, beat the devils! The Japanese invaders invaded China, my Chinese people, no matter how old or young, should beat the devils and go back to their hometown!" The old man was happy.
"One two one, one two one, one two three... four!"
"one two three four!"
In the distance, there was the sound of neat slogans, followed by 202 figures running from far to near, and then ran past the entrance of the village.
Seeing the sweaty recruits running under the sun, the old man stroked his beard in satisfaction, and kept his eyes on one figure, which was his youngest grandson.
"Oh... the old man has five generations under the same roof! My third son is the captain of the militia in the village, and he just came back after going out to fight devils; my seventh grandson, ninth grandson... and finally Xiao Shi also joined the army. And my eldest son The great-grandson, the second-great-grandson, are all enlisted in the army... If one day I recite it and see our ancestors, we will have face!"
"Let's go, I'm going home, let's have dinner..." The old man got up easily, and walked home with his little grandson in his arms. It seemed that the old man still had at least 20 years to live.
"Get up, look at each of you, you are not as good as the old man Niu at the entrance of the village! Are you not full, or have you not grown up? You are all young and good guys, don't look like old ladies! Let's all run , today's five-kilometer training, if anyone does not meet the standard, the whole class will practice more!"
The two instructors ran at the back of the team, sweating profusely, but they still reprimanded the recruits with confidence.They all came here in this way. The instructors knew the effect of getting the recruits to practice cross-country running well, so they were not ambiguous at all.
That is... this time, only 200 recruits were recruited from these villages. There are too few, what can they do?
"Our nine detachments are taking the route of elite soldiers, the route of elite soldiers, the route of elite soldiers. I emphasize the important things three times! We have trained the soldiers well, and with the improvement of their equipment, their combat effectiveness will increase. Why do we need so many soldiers? Do you want more soldiers? Report to Guo Dezhu, transfer to his subordinates, Jiuzhai and the militiamen around you can train as you like! Yes, as I said, each militiaman has a training quota of 30 bullets, who of you will take the lead?"
The Ninth Detachment was located in the big meeting room of Sunjiaji. Hu Changyi patted the desk, looked at the group captains and company commanders, and asked them to choose by themselves.
"Okay, our 1st company will choose Linjiacun outside as the training ground! I guarantee that within three months, the militia in Linjiacun will be upgraded to a higher level of combat effectiveness!" Niu boldly expressed his opinion first.
What is this doing? ?This is definitely not that Hu Changyi is idle and bored. He is dispersing the companies of the Ninth Detachment, and then stationed in the villages and towns around Jiuzhai to further strengthen the training of the militia.
Don't ask him why he did this, it's the defense of Jiuzhaigou, the militia is the foundation, even if it won't be used until the end of the War of Resistance, it must be well established.
PS: Thanks to chentie981 for the reward, thank you old iron.
(End of this chapter)
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