Anti-Japanese War: I have unlimited assistance

Chapter 133 Pre-war meeting!

Lao Wang’s name is Wang Shoujin, but everyone is used to calling him Lao Wang.

At noon, when the weapons and ammunition were put into the warehouse, Li Yunlong ordered Lao Wang to count the family assets.

At this time, Lao Wang had already finished counting the assets of the new group and wrote them down on the list.

"Captain, it's really worthwhile for our group to cooperate with Boss Lin. This is my calculation of our assets."

Old Wang took out a notebook from his pocket and handed it to Li Yunlong with a smile.

After these victories, especially the ambush and annihilation of the Japanese training team, a lot of notebooks and pens were seized.

Li Yunlong took it and opened the first page. The first thing Lao Wang recorded was the big mule.

Li Yunlong looked slightly surprised: "541 big mules. Our regiment already has so many big mules?"

"Yes, Captain, 541 mules."

Speaking of the big mule, a hint of bitterness appeared in Lao Wang's smile:
"The mules Boss Lin sent are good animals. They eat little, have plenty of endurance, are strong, and are docile and obedient. But there are too many of them. The 100 or so people in my logistics department can barely keep up with the daily workload just to take care of them."

"This is after more than 700 mules were handed over to the division's logistics department."

As he spoke, Lao Wang sighed. He had never thought that one day he would be troubled by having too many animals to take care of.

Fortunately, there were more than 500 big mules. If there were more than 500 military horses, his more than 100 people would not be able to handle it!
But even with more than 500 big mules, preparing fodder every day is a big job, and this is even with the help of many villagers.

Li Yunlong said, "Once this new cooperation is completed, your logistics can be expanded."

Although Lao Wang came from the First Red Army, Li Yunlong trusted him very much.

At present, the New 1st Regiment is indeed relatively wealthy and has strong firepower, but after all, individual soldiers cannot carry too many weapons and ammunition, and are more dependent on logistics.

Strengthening the logistics department means strengthening the combat effectiveness of the troops.

The smile on Lao Wang's face became more and more intense, and he looked at Li Yunlong with admiration in his eyes.

Although these mules and weapons and ammunition were provided by Boss Lin, without Li Yunlong's command ability, the New 1st Regiment would not have been able to earn so many good things.

Li Yunlong continued to look at the list compiled by Lao Wang.

"60 27mm mortars, 82 12mm mortars, 75 13mm mountain guns, 14 Type 12 infantry guns, 20 bazookas, 12 5mm machine guns, and bases of artillery shells."

"36 general-purpose machine guns, 16 Maxim heavy machine guns, 61 Czech light machine guns, 58 submachine guns, 1000 Mauser rifles, 38 Type 780 rifles. Approximately 72 rounds of ammunition."

这次李云龙又上交了12门山炮和5个基数的炮弹，以及2门山炮和500发炮弹给了115师。

In addition to the general-purpose machine guns, the New 1st Regiment also lost a lot of Maxim, Czech and submachine guns in the battle.

Li Yunlong thought: "At present, it is sufficient for each squad of the New 1st Regiment to be equipped with one machine gun."

"When we become wealthy, we will equip each squad with a general-purpose machine gun, so that the Japanese can experience what machine gun fire suppression is like."

"Only 72 rounds of ammunition? How can that be enough?"

"Oops!"

Li Yunlong suddenly remembered something. He forgot to ask Boss Lin for the ammunition consumed by the 12 general-purpose machine guns last time!
I also forgot to ask whether Boss Lin would reimburse the ammunition for the 24 newly delivered general-purpose machine guns. If not, the ammunition consumption of these general-purpose machine guns is astonishing!

"Ask Boss Lin next time we meet."

"Each infantry squad is equipped with a general-purpose machine gun, an anti-tank rocket launcher, a submachine gun, a dozen rifles, and two large mules."

"60mm mortars will be deployed to the company and platoon levels, 82mm mortars to the battalion level, and then an artillery battalion directly under the regiment headquarters will be established. That firepower..."

Li Yunlong thought silently in his mind. This was his current idea about the construction of the new regiment's infantry and artillery, and it was also Li Yunlong's short-term goal.

The long-term goal is howitzers, heavy artillery, aircraft and tanks, and even warships.

Li Yunlong silently calculated and compared the firepower of the current equipment of the New 1st Regiment with the infantry battalion of the Japanese Type A Division.

In terms of firepower, the New 1st Regiment has surpassed the Japanese Army's Type A Division Infantry Battalion.

However, the overall individual quality of the New 1st Regiment is still far behind, and its artillery quality is not as good as that of the Japanese, not to mention the Japanese Type A Division Infantry Battalion, which may be equipped with mountain artillery, tanks and armored vehicles in wartime, and may even have air support.

In frontal combat, with the current combat effectiveness of the New 1st Regiment, it should be able to confront the infantry battalion of the Japanese Type A Division.

However, if they want to defeat the Japanese Type A Division Infantry Battalion head-on, they still have to undergo training. Whether it is mortars, infantry guns, mountain guns, 20mm machine guns, or bazookas, the soldiers have to go through a period of training and master them before they can unleash their power.

Li Yunlong thought for a moment and continued to look at the list.

“马克二手榴弹约4万1千枚，东洋军马56匹，银元1万8千块，粮食约280吨。”

"3000 sets of cotton-padded clothes, 2000 steel helmets, 1500 gas masks..."

Behind them were some military uniforms, valuables and other supplies. Li Yunlong looked at them one by one, and his expression became more and more satisfied.

The current new regiment is different from the one a month ago when they were not well fed, not well clothed, had less than 5 bullets per person, two people could not share a gun, had less than 1 grenade per person, wore straw sandals on their feet, and wore only thin clothes.

Rich as hell.

But Li Yunlong came from a poor family and had experienced 10 years of civil war and the Long March, so he was afraid of poverty.

Li Yunlong knew very well that the New 1st Regiment was relatively well-off, but it was still far from enough.

For the Eighth Route Army, there was not only a fear of insufficient firepower, but also a fear of insufficient ammunition, insufficient weapons, and insufficient logistics...

Li Yunlong is no exception.

Now all Li Yunlong can do is kill more Japanese devils and earn more weapons and equipment.

"Captain, we have made a fortune." Lao Wang smiled with a shrewd look in his eyes.

"It's barely okay, but it's still far from what I expected. We have to keep working hard to kill the devils."

Li Yunlong nodded and ordered:
"Old Wang, prepare 200 mules tomorrow, along with 27 60mm mortar shells, 12 82mm mortar shells, and one basic unit of artillery shells. Also, give each soldier 1 basic units of bullets and six Mark II mines. The troops will depart tomorrow evening."

"Yes!"

After Lao Wang finished recording, he took the order and turned around and left quickly.

As a veteran elite soldier, Lao Wang knows what to ask and what not to ask.

……

Li Yunlong reviewed the new cultural knowledge he had recently learned for a while before falling into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, it was already early the next morning.

Ever since Boss Lin's food was delivered, we have had meat for every meal in the past few days, and the dishes are full of oil.

The food is better, the nutrition is sufficient, and the energy is also sufficient.

Li Yunlong is now 26 years old and in good health. After doing morning exercises for a while, Li Yunlong feels that he is now extremely strong.

After breakfast.

Li Yunlong asked Zhao Gang to notify the platoon leaders of each battalion and company to come to the regiment headquarters for a meeting.

Except for the special forces company commander Wei Qiang who went to carry out the mission, the platoon leaders of other battalions and direct companies quickly came to the regiment headquarters in Shangzhuang Village after receiving the order.

"This new helmet is fucking amazing."

A battalion commander was stroking his newly acquired military green helmet with a smile on his face. The helmet had the words "GK80 style" written on it.

The Eighth Route Army did not have steel helmets, which were the most basic equipment for infantry and artillery. Even the National Army's steel helmets could not be popularized, let alone given to the Eighth Route Army.

Previously, the Eighth Route Army's helmets were basically Type 90 helmets captured from the Japanese.

The Second Battalion Commander said with emotion: "This helmet doesn't reflect light in the sun. It's lighter and harder than the Japanese helmets. It's much better than the Japanese helmets."

Because Li Yunlong personally chopped off the head of the commander of the 20th Division of the Japanese Army, the price of this cooperation included 3 sets of military uniforms, helmets and other equipment.

At present, there are not many Eighth Route Army soldiers in southeastern Shanxi, so almost every soldier can receive a helmet. In addition to the helmet, the New 1st Regiment also provides two sets of cotton-padded military uniforms for each person.

"Who says it's not true?" The third battalion commander also said, "The soldiers in our battalion gave all the Japanese helmets to the fellow villagers..."

Three battalion commanders and several company and platoon leaders were chattering there.

Suddenly, the door curtain of the inner room of the regiment headquarters moved. Everyone looked towards the curtain. Li Yunlong lifted the curtain and walked out, followed by Political Commissar Zhong, Zhao Gang and Zhang Dabiao.

Li Yunlong's sharp eyes swept over, and the outer room of the regiment headquarters fell silent.

"Everyone here? Now let's hold a combat meeting."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes lit up and their gazes became hot.

Although Zhao Gang had already ordered all departments to prepare six days of dry food and sleep and rest during the day yesterday.

But the combat meeting held today will be where the regiment commander will deploy the combat plan.

Li Yunlong glanced at everyone, then looked at Zhao Gang and said, "Staff Officer Zhao, please tell everyone about this mission."

"Yes, Captain."

Zhao Gang stood up, glanced at everyone, and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner:
"Our regiment's mission this time is to completely annihilate the Japanese North China Front Army's field gas battalion."

"This Japanese field gas battalion had 1000 men and was equipped with 36 Type 90 mm mortars. It was a unit of the Japanese army that specialized in firing gas and mustard gas bombs on the battlefield. The Nationalist Army in the Battle of Xinkou and the Eighth Route Army in the Guangyang victory were both attacked by this Japanese gas and mortar battalion."

Before Zhao Gang could finish his words, the three battalion commanders narrowed their eyes, murderous intent emanating from them.

In the Guangyang ambush, soldiers from every battalion died from the Japanese's poison gas bombs. They were all real backbone veterans.

Zhao Gang continued to introduce:
"Currently, this Japanese field gas battalion is stationed near Taigu County."

"Besides the Japanese Field Gas Battalion, stationed in Taigu County, there was also the 1st Independent Mixed Brigade of the Japanese Army. This was a mechanized brigade of the Japanese Army, consisting of one infantry regiment, two tank battalions, and one field artillery regiment..."

Zhao Gang talked about the strength and equipment of the 1st Independent Mixed Brigade without any preparation.

"Commander, when can we set off?" The heavy machine gun company commander couldn't wait.

"Commander, our first battalion will launch the main attack." Battalion commander Song Daying was eager to try.

"Whatever you say, our Second Battalion will do!" The Second Battalion Commander's eyes were burning.

"Our third battalion is ready to set off at any time!" The third battalion commander looked expectantly.

"A machine gun platoon is also fine!" Wei Daxun clenched his fists.

"The artillery platoon is ready!" Wang Chengzhu patted his chest.

Looking at everyone's reactions, Zhao Gang was a little stunned. What the hell is this group?

Zhao Gang had expected the people present to hesitate, perhaps even look troubled, after hearing this mission. After all, a mechanized brigade of the Japanese army was stationed right next to the target.

No one considered the feasibility of the battle plan, whether they would be completely wiped out by the Japanese mechanized brigade, whether they had enough troops, or the retreat route. They all wanted to lead their troops out immediately.

(End of this chapter)