Anti-Japanese War: I have unlimited assistance

Chapter 130: Total annihilation, definitely and must!

The price is 36 82mm mortars, which is the equipment of a mortar regiment, 5 basic units of artillery shells, and 1 gas masks.

The number of Japanese heads killed will be calculated separately and will be settled according to the number of Japanese officers and soldiers killed when the cooperation is settled.

At this time, combat staff officer Zhao Gang also came in and joined the discussion after reading the information.

Picking up the intelligence information again, Political Commissar Zhong's eyes were serious: "This cooperation is quite difficult. The Japanese mortar and poison gas battalion is stationed in the Taigu area, and there is a Japanese brigade stationed around it."

After the Japanese army captured Taiyuan, the Japanese poison gas teams from the east and north joined together.

After capturing Taiyuan, the main force of the Japanese army did not rush to launch a new offensive, but instead rested and replenished combat supplies in Taiyuan and its vicinity.

After the Japanese have rested and replenished their combat supplies, they will inevitably launch a new round of offensive.

Although the Japanese captured Taiyuan, they did not annihilate the main force of the Second War Zone.

In addition, the Eighth Route Army established a base behind enemy lines, which the Japanese also regarded as a thorn in their side.

This is a protracted war. It is impossible for the Japanese army to annex China in a short period of time, and it is impossible for the Chinese army to drive the Japanese out of China in a short period of time.

The truly brutal battle has just begun.

Li Yunlong's eyes flashed fiercely: "Although it is difficult, there is still a chance. The Japanese poison gas brigade will not be stationed in the downtown area, and other Japanese troops will also keep their distance from them. This gives us an opportunity."

"The Japanese just captured Taiyuan and their control over the surrounding areas is limited," Zhang Dabiao said thoughtfully. "It's difficult, almost impossible, for our troops to infiltrate Taiyuan. But with the intelligence provided by Boss Lin, infiltrating Taigu, more than 30 kilometers away, shouldn't be too difficult."

Zhao Gang did not say anything. At present, he still focused on studying, talking less and doing more.

"Even if we can infiltrate near Taigu."

"But how to kill the Japanese mortar battalion in such a short time and retreat smoothly is difficult."

"After all, these are 1000 devils, not 1000 pigs."

Political Commissar Zhong's tone remained solemn.

Doesn't he want to completely wipe out this Japanese poison gas brigade?
Even in my wildest dreams.

全歼这个小鬼子毒气大队，可以获得36门82毫米迫击炮，1门82迫击炮1个基数的炮弹是120发。

36门82毫米迫击5个基数的炮弹一共就是2万1千6百发，其中1个基数4320发是训练弹，但也有17280发实弹。

This was enough for the Eighth Route Army to form an 82mm mortar regiment.

Not to mention the 1 gas masks and the rewards of killing Japanese officers and soldiers.

If we completely wipe out this Japanese poison gas brigade, the New 1st Regiment will be able to make a fortune, a huge fortune.

"Besides, our regiment doesn't have enough troops. It's impossible to send those newly enlisted recruits to the battlefield right away, right?"

Political Commissar Zhong raised another question.

Currently, half of the new regiment are new recruits who have just joined the army for a few days, and the other half are veterans, so only veterans can go to the battlefield.

If Li Yunlong wants to carry out this cooperation, he can only mobilize 800 veterans.

These 800 veterans had to destroy the Japanese mortar battalion, fight against the blocking of a Japanese brigade, and escape unscathed.

This is so difficult, almost impossible to do.

The terrain in Taigu is not mountainous, but the Fen River Plain.

Zhao Gang and Zhang Dabiao looked at Li Yunlong together. Li Yunlong narrowed his eyes and stared at the map and intelligence information in thought.

"Anyway, we didn't receive the deposit from Boss Lin this time, so let's forget about this cooperation?"

Political Commissar Zhong suggested.

"For the harvest, and to avenge the Nationalist soldiers and Eighth Route Army soldiers who died in the Japanese poison gas bombs."

Li Yunlong looked up at Political Commissar Zhong and said in an unquestionable tone:

"This damned Japanese poison gas mortar battalion must be completely wiped out. It must be done!"

Zhao Gang and Zhang Dabiao's eyes lit up at the same time, and then their expressions became a little solemn.

Political Commissar Zhong nodded without objection. The two of them had already divided the work. Li Yunlong had the final say in military matters and could only provide some suggestions at most.

Since Li Yunlong wanted to do it, Political Commissar Zhong decided to provide assistance.

After a pause, Li Yunlong continued, "This time, we must unite the New Third Regiment and the Independent Regiment to do it as quickly as possible. If the Japanese finish resting and replenishing their combat supplies, they may attack our base along the Tongpu Road. It will be difficult to kill this Japanese gas mortar battalion again!"

When it comes to combat, the Japanese gas mortar battalion will generally cooperate with the Japanese division or brigade in the form of a squadron.

The Japanese used poison gas bombs as their trump card. When the attack was not going well, they would usually use poison gas bombs to break the situation or turn defeat into victory.

"Xiao Zhao." Li Yunlong looked at Zhao Gang, "Immediately call the commander of the Independent Regiment, Kong Jie, and the commander of the New Third Regiment, Ding Wei, and invite them to Shangzhuang Village for some meat."

"Yes!"

Zhao Gang stood up and walked towards the phone, picked up the receiver, and called the Independent Regiment and the New Third Regiment respectively.

The Independent Regiment and the New Third Regiment were stationed not far away. Several regiments were scattered around the brigade headquarters, and the engineers had laid down telephone lines.

Li Yunlong then ordered the cook to open a can of local pork sent by Boss Lin and make a few hard dishes.

Li Yunlong stared at the map and intelligence data and continued to think. He had already thought of a way to quickly wipe out the Japanese poison gas brigade.

But this battle plan still needs to be improved.

...More than an hour later, Ding Wei and Kong Jie rode their horses at lightning speed to the headquarters of the new regiment in Shangzhuang Village, like sharks smelling blood.

"Haha, Lao Li, I can smell the aroma of meat from a long way off."

Before entering the regiment headquarters, Ding Wei's loud laughter was heard outside the door.

For every 10 tons of grain provided by Boss Lin, there is 1 ton of canned local pork.

This is real native pork, not the water-injected meat sold in supermarkets in later generations. Whether it is the aroma, taste or nutritional value, it is incomparable to water-injected meat or feed pork.

Ding Wei walked into the regiment headquarters excitedly, but saw that Kong Jie had already arrived and started eating meat.

"You're such a fool, you're already eating before I even get there."

Ding Wei immediately started cursing.

"Who told you to be so slow? If you don't come soon, you won't even be able to eat hot shit, let alone meat."

Kong Jie was not at all shy, and he ate meat and drank wine with Li Yunlong:
"What do you think, Ding Wei, you're the brigade commander? If you don't show up, Lao Li and I can't eat?"

Kong Jie hadn't eaten meat for several days, so he gave all the canned meat he had seized to the field hospital.

Because he handed over a lot of combat supplies such as helmets and cotton-padded clothes, the headquarters did not ask Li Yunlong to hand over the 300 tons of food he earned this time. Instead, Li Yunlong handed over a small part of it to the brigade headquarters.

The Eighth Route Army seized a lot of food from the Japanese, and with the support of the people, although the Eighth Route Army does not have many troops at present, it is not short of food and will have no problem surviving this winter.

"Haha."

Ding Wei smiled and sat down on the bench, and the three brothers began to toast each other.

After a bowl of wine and a few bites of meat, Ding Wei suddenly felt much warmer. He looked at Li Yunlong and said, "Old Li, everyone is saying that you have made a fortune. Tell me and Old Kong the truth. After the Guangyang ambush, how much benefit did you get from Boss Lin?"

The Eighth Route Army had just arrived, and the base area was not very large, so the troops were stationed relatively concentratedly.

Each regiment will soon know what happens in the base.

Kong Jie also looked at Li Yunlong with anticipation and curiosity.

"They are just small fortunes. Making a fortune is just nonsense."

Li Yunlong shook his head with a calm expression.

"How many are there?"

Ding Wei and Kong Jie became more and more curious. The more this kid showed off, the smaller his fortune would be. The more he hid it, the bigger his fortune would be.

As a comrade-in-arms who had slept on the same bed with him, Ding Wei and Kong Jie still didn’t understand Li Yunlong?
"Exactly, how many are there?" Kong Jie asked. "Old Li, tell us a little bit. It's not a military secret."

"Not many, just 36 Type 36 infantry guns, 82 36mm mortars, and 20 mm machine guns..."

Li Yunlong read out the items one by one without any expression. Ding Wei and Kong Jie had already widened their eyes, both of them had stunned and shocked expressions.

Not much?
"Old Li, let me put it this way." Kong Jie's eyes widened like bells. "This time, including that anti-tank rocket launcher, your regiment gained 48 artillery pieces?"

Li Yunlong pretended to be in a great loss. "That's about it. The bulk of it has been handed over to the brigade and headquarters. I, Old Li, only keep one-third of the weapons and ammunition. I'm so angry. Come on, let's drink and forget all our worries."

Kong Jie and Ding Wei looked at each other and saw a hint of shock in each other's eyes.

Kong Jie was envious and happy: "Lao Li, you really made a fortune this time and became a local tycoon."

Ding Wei felt the same way: "Haha, it's time to fight the rich again."

The three brothers raised their wine bowls, clinked them together, and took a sip of wine.

Putting down his wine bowl, Ding Wei said, "Old Li, your New 12st Regiment is so well-off, shouldn't you provide some support to the brother units? I don't ask for much, just give me an artillery company with 5 mortars and basic shells."

"Old Li," Kong Jie also said, "I only want six mortars, two infantry guns, and two mountain guns."

"What are you doing? Robbery?" Li Yunlong refused. "I, Li Yunlong, am not a wealthy landlord. The Japanese have plenty of weapons and equipment. Go rob them."

"Your New 1st Regiment doesn't have that many artillery pieces. So many of them would just sit there gathering dust. What's wrong with giving some to me and Lao Kong?"

Ding Wei said, "Lao Kong and I didn't take your weapons and equipment for nothing. At worst, we can write an IOU and return the equipment to you when we become wealthy in the future."

"I think Old Ding's suggestion is very good." Kong Jie, eating fried peanuts, chimed in, "We can write an IOU. When our two regiments become wealthy in the future, we'll return the weapons and ammunition to you."

"Want to write an IOU? Others may not understand you, Ding Wei and Kong Jie, but don't I, Li Yunlong, understand you? I'm loaning out this batch of equipment just like Liu Bei borrowing Jingzhou, who never returns it." Li Yunlong was as steady as an old dog, so naturally he wouldn't be fooled like that.

"Where is the most basic trust between old comrades?"

"With the IOU, what are you afraid of, Old Li? Even if you sue the head of the headquarters, you'll be in the right. What are you afraid of?"

"That's right. It would be a good thing if the news of our support for our brother troops got out."

"What kind of old comrade is he? He's not willing to help with even this little thing?"

"..."

Ding Wei and Kong Jie chattered incessantly, which was rare for them, and their lips were almost worn out, but Li Yunlong remained as steady as an old dog, with no fluctuation in his expression.

Li Yunlong drank a sip of sweet potato soup and ate some fried peanuts before saying calmly, "If you want heavy firepower, no problem. Now is an opportunity to make a fortune, but the risks are huge. It depends on whether you dare to follow me."

Ding Wei nodded: "There is no free lunch in the world. If you want good things, you naturally have to pay a price."

"Old Li." Kong Jie asked impatiently, "What opportunity?"

(End of this chapter)