Chapter 235: Lao Li, You Are Almost a Division Commander

At 7:00 p.m. on May 12, 1941, on the west side of Zhongtiao Mountain.

"Commander, we have gained a lot this time. From last night till now, our regiment has defeated two and a half battalions."

"Plus three lieutenant colonels and one colonel, four Japanese officers. Even Iwamatsu Yoshio will feel distressed for a while. Commander Yan's order has been successfully completed."

"What should we do next? Continue to advance eastward to expand the results? Or go home and stop while we are ahead?"

Fang Ligong's inquiry did not receive a response. Chu Yunfei seemed to have unlocked his personality trait of recklessness. He walked out of the temporary command post before the soldiers had finished cleaning the battlefield.

Soon, a lieutenant officer's knife lying on the ground attracted his attention.

The Xiliang fierce general leaned over to pick up his trophy, holding the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand, brushing the snow-white blade with his left hand, and gently stroking the dried blood on the blade.

The next moment, he suddenly looked up to the southeast of Jin Province, as if someone was watching there.

"Brother Yunlong, I have gained a lot from this battle."

"And you are still in the base of the Eighth Route Army. It seems that I am slightly better in this contest between you and me."

Hearing the muttering of the regiment commander, Fang Ligong felt sweaty.

With his emotional intelligence, he really couldn't figure out one thing. It was obvious that the two of them had only met once, so why did his superior start a one-sided competition.

But judging from the current situation, this doesn't seem to be a bad thing.

After all, the offensive ability and planning speed of the regiment commander suddenly reached a higher level, and the sharp feeling even made the soldiers feel unfamiliar.

What's more, the Eighth Route Army's New Second Regiment has only more than a thousand people, and the role it can play in such a large-scale battle is very limited. Even if they really have to compete with each other, the 358th Regiment is definitely stronger.

"Next, I plan to lead the troops to continue eastward."

"The Eighth Route Army's offensive is very fierce, and two divisions will definitely not satisfy their appetite."

"Now, every time we kill one more enemy, Commander Yan will have more say after the war. What's more, the mission and sense of honor of a soldier will not allow me to retreat in the face of battle!"

Everyone present felt a righteousness rushing towards them, and it seemed as if a raging fire was burning in their chests, and the morale of the troops suddenly rose to a higher level.

The soldiers clenched their weapons in their hands one after another, and they looked at their own regiment commander with expectant eyes, waiting for the other party to issue new orders.

"Everyone rest for fifteen minutes, and then we will move towards Shaoyuan!"

"Our 358th Regiment is no worse than the Eighth Route Army in terms of numbers and equipment! What they can do, we can do too! The next target is a regiment!"

"Kill!"

Looking at the high-spirited Chu Yunfei, Fang Ligong showed a very gratified expression.

But this gratification did not last long, because he saw the Browning pistol tightly held in the other party's hand.

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At the same time, in the mountainous area around Shaoyuan, the 1st Marine Regiment was stationed.

"A-choo!"

After a sneeze, Li Yunlong cursed unconsciously. Then he turned over, leaned against a tree and found a more comfortable position for himself to fall asleep again.

In these five days, the troops only did three things: gather the defeated soldiers of the various units of Guosu, deal with the 41st Division of the Japanese, and cover the retreat of the civilians in Zhongtiao Mountain.

From Hengling Pass to Yuanqu County, and then to the current Shaoyuan, the 1st Marine Regiment fought more than a dozen battles of all sizes.

Especially the battle the night before, in order to cover the 98th Army, they fought all night. After five days of high-intensity rotation, even iron men like Wei Heshang and Duan Peng were exhausted.

Suddenly, Li Yunlong felt someone approaching him.

Even if the current station is safe, even if the Japanese Army Air Force flies over, it may not be discovered. But the tense nerves and combat instincts made him open his eyes immediately and want to check the surrounding environment.

I saw Zhao Gang, Xing Zhiguo, Wang Dahai and other senior officials standing in a row, each with a strange smile on their face looking at Li Yunlong.

Such a strange scene confused Li Da, the head of the regiment. He pulled out his paratrooper knife and looked at the blade, looked around at his face, and asked in confusion:

"What's wrong with you? You are smiling like a weasel paying New Year's greetings to a chicken."

"Is there something on my face? Or did you eat bee feces? You might as well take a rest if you have this free time!"

Although he had only fought side by side with the Marine Corps for five days, Wang Dahai had already become one with everyone in the regiment with his personal charm.

After hearing Lao Li's question, he stepped forward as a representative, squatted beside the other party and laughed even more happily.

"Official, you don't have any makeup on your face, and there's no honey in this broken place."

"We have brought a great piece of good news, so don't take our kindness for granted."

It was obvious that Li Da was not interested, so he just waved his hand and turned around, pretending to go back to sleep. He knew one thing very well, that when someone tried to arouse his interest, Jiang Taigong fishing was the best way to deal with it.

Soon, Wang Dahai failed.

Seeing that Li Yunlong ignored him, he stopped keeping him in suspense and told the good news directly.

"Do you know that you are going to be rich? You will soon be a division commander!"

"Tsk tsk, it's amazing. He is worthy of being the favorite of the deputy commander-in-chief of the Eighth Route Army. He is only in his early thirties and has reached a height that others can never reach in their lifetime."

Huh?

This incoherent remark made Li Yunlong stunned for a few seconds. He couldn't figure out why he was going to be a division commander for a while.

According to the normal development of events, the most reliable answer might be that the commander of the First War Zone knew what he had done. In order to make it easier for him to command the troops, he was temporarily given the title of division commander.

After all, among the defeated soldiers who were recruited last night, there was a communication squad with a radio, and it was very likely that the other party received the telegram.

"Could it be that the bald guy wanted to recruit me! They are too well-informed! I don't know which bastard leaked the news!"

When he thought that his old leader was only a brigade commander, Li Yunlong shivered nervously. He jumped up from the ground and rushed into the crowd to hug Zhao Gang and Xing Zhiguo's arms tightly.

"No, no, I can't take this hat!"

"Old Zhao, Old Xing, you two have to testify for me! If the brigade commander comes to my house to settle accounts, you have to help me stop him. The damn bald Chunchun is here to sow discord!"

The two looked at their own regiment commander who was timid and afraid, and couldn't help laughing and shaking their heads. After a while, Zhao Gang took out a few rosters from his arms and handed them to Li Yunlong.

"What are you thinking about? The commander of the First War Zone is already in a hurry, so how can he have time to manage us scattered soldiers?"

"From the first day we started to gather the defeated soldiers to now, 7,100 people have temporarily joined our troops. It's not too much for Lao Wang to call you a division commander in private."

"But you kid, pay attention to the impact, this title can't be used casually."

During the War of Resistance Against Japan, the organization of the entire Guojian Army can be described as chaotic. The largest division-turned-army was overstaffed, and the smallest division-turned-regiment was not fully staffed.

Thousands of bandits in the ravines can be incorporated into a division. The First Division with tens of thousands of people in the Holy Land was also a division. The 129th Division with more than 300,000 people in the future is still a division.

Baldy also tried to change the status quo, but his poor coordination ability could not handle such a big thing.

Every time he made an adjustment, the final result was that there was one more organization in the already very chaotic organization system.

This mess was delayed until 1949 before there was a perfect solution.

So in the organization of Guosu, more than 6,000 troops can be called a division.

After remembering the instructions of his own political commissar, Li Yunlong hurriedly took the roster and ran to the side to check.

During this period, the affairs of collecting the defeated soldiers were jointly responsible by Zhao Gang and Xing Zhiguo.

In addition, during the battle, the various units often had to act separately. Every time, Lao Li just gave a program to let the other commander play freely, so he didn't know how many people there were.

You don't know until you see it, and you will be shocked when you see it.

The troops that followed the 1st Marine Regiment before now, when added together, are a Type C Division of 2 Brigade and 4 Regiments, and even the brigade commanders are two.

The soldiers who were gathered were divided into three infantry regiments according to the original sequence, including one regiment of the Shanxi Suiyuan Army, one regiment of the Northwest Army, and one regiment of the former Shaanxi Army.

The mortar company and anti-tank support company of the original 1st Marine Regiment, together with the gathered artillery, were temporarily organized into an artillery battalion with eight 82mm mortars and several small-caliber mortars.

The engineering platoon directly under the regiment became two engineering companies, and with the miscellaneous baggage soldiers, medical platoon and communication platoon, it perfectly met the standard organization of the Type C Division.

The only drawback is the lack of rifles and heavy machine guns. There are less than 5,000 rifles for more than 6,000 people, and this is the amount captured in five days.

There are also very few heavy machine guns. There are only 13 heavy machine guns in four regiments, and the ammunition is not very sufficient.

"So many? Oh my God! How come so many people appeared in just five days?"

Looking at Li Yunlong who was making a fuss, Zhao Gang shook his head helplessly.

The current number of people is the result of his best efforts to control. If he opened up and counted the wounded sent to the ferry, the number would be at least two thousand more.

"We are not the only soldiers with blood and courage. The news that the troops killed the 9th Independent Mixed Brigade has spread between the enemy and us."

"Now most friendly troops know that there is a mysterious Eighth Route Army in Zhongtiao Mountain blocking the enemy."

"Many scattered soldiers will immediately surrender as soon as they hear our name. They all want to continue fighting against the devils and avenge their old troops."

In fact, Li Yunlong's popularity was promoted by the 41st Division.

Due to the repeated ambushes along the way by the 1st Marine Regiment, the enemy was harassed to the extreme and forced to claim that they would specifically attack the Eighth Route Army in Zhongtiao Mountain to avenge their hatred.

In order to catch Li Yunlong, Qingshui Guizhi ordered to paint large slogans on armored vehicles and tanks, saying that they would specifically attack the Eighth Route Army.

Sometimes, when they were in a hurry, the Japanese would directly ignore the nearby Guojian fleeing soldiers.

The above series of inexplicable operations silently gave the Marine Corps a lot of regional legends.

After thinking for a moment, Li Yunlong said to everyone present: "Regroup in fifteen minutes! Call all the cadres above the battalion level of each regiment, I am going to hold a combat meeting."

"We have rested long enough, and it is our turn next."

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Fifteen minutes later, all the personnel above the battalion level were in place.

Looking at the Guojian grassroots officers who were almost all injured, Li Yunlong took off his hat and helmet and bowed deeply to everyone.

This was not an act of buying people's hearts. He just respected all the soldiers who were dedicated to fighting against Japan and saving the country.

People are empathetic. After feeling Lao Li's kindness, even the two brigade commanders had an impulse to die for their friends.

"Everyone, in the previous battles, I have never interfered with your internal command. I hope everyone can continue to maintain the fearless spirit of not fearing sacrifice, because the next battle will be a tough battle."

"Our 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army is about to launch a general attack on the 33rd and 41st Divisions of the Japanese! A battle of this scale is happening under my nose, and I don't intend to let it go."

"I plan to lead the team to get stuck behind the enemy, form a double-team with the main force, and strive to eat up the two divisions of the Japanese in one breath."

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately became excited.

Everyone present had a deep hatred with the two divisions of the Japanese, and they had been looking forward to the arrival of this day for a long time.

At Li Yunlong's signal, everyone gathered in front of a map and began to receive the tasks of their own troops.

The main battlefield with the greatest pressure, north of Shaoyuan, is under the charge of the 1st Marine Regiment and the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army. The two troops are relatively familiar with each other, and joint operations can exert a combat power of 1+1>2.

The two flank battlefields in the southwest and southeast of Dongfeng are handed over to the Northwest Army and the Shaanxi Army, and the command tasks are in the charge of two brigade commanders.

Looking at the officers who were still studying the map, Li Yunlong coughed and said to everyone:

"God gave me this opportunity, so I am fortunate to be able to command the operations of a division."

"I hope everyone can learn a lesson and never evacuate the position without instructions. Everyone has been betrayed by friendly forces once, and knows the seriousness of the matter. I won't say anything extra."

"If we hold the position for half a day, we will definitely win this battle. If we hold it for a day, we will definitely be able to wipe out the enemies of the two divisions."

"Good!"

After the meeting, Li Yunlong called the soldiers of the communication platoon.

Since the 1st Marine Regiment did not have a high-power radio, if we wanted to get in touch with the 129th Division, we needed to use the radio of Guojian.

If two unfamiliar radio stations want to send and receive messages, they must meet two requirements:

The first point is that both parties are in the same frequency band. This is not a difficult task. Li Yunlong knows the specific frequency bands of the headquarters, division headquarters and brigade headquarters.

The second point is that both parties confirm the communication time, which is more troublesome.

Since there was no contact before, now we have to rely on the signalman to persevere in sending messages in the channel until the other party responds.

"Send our plan to the deputy commander-in-chief of the Eighth Route Army, the commander of the 129th Division and the commander of the 386th Brigade respectively. Once you contact our superiors, notify me as soon as possible!"

Reckless: +20% plan speed +50% injury chance

+1 attack -1 defense +1 plan

Failed to add more, it was so painful to write today!