Chapter 401: Huh? You Actually Drove in Reverse!
"I won't say much, today's daily income is 10,000."
Meishan Conference Hall, Taiyuan.
While the Yellow River was running around in Suiyuan, steadily exerting the traditional skills of rabbits to build industrial infrastructure, the Eighth Route Army headquarters hundreds of kilometers away was not idle either.
"Thunder in September and fog in October, the harvest next year cannot be guaranteed."
"Last year, Henan Province encountered a drought. The grain harvest in various counties was very poor. The people could only survive on the remaining surplus grain."
"If it still doesn't rain this spring, it will be a severe test for everyone."
"Tell us your ideas. Only by brainstorming can we solve the problem as soon as possible."
Large-scale natural disasters are not without signs.
Since the spring of 1941, the middle and lower reaches of the entire mother river and its surrounding areas have suffered droughts of varying degrees.
It's just that because the losses in agriculture and economy are still in a controllable stage, the people in various provinces and regions have not been overwhelmed by the sudden disaster.
But!
If there is no rain during the spring ploughing this year, it means that the entire Central Plains area will most likely face famine around July, especially Henan Province, which has been ruined by the Huayuankou War God.
The Eighth Route Army, which has always been people-oriented, will naturally not watch its fellow villagers suffer. This is why the headquarters held an emergency meeting this time.
The opening remarks of the deputy chief of staff made the bigwigs in the conference room fall into deep thought.
After a moment, the division commander took the lead in breaking the silence and slowly expressed his thoughts.
"Ladies and gentlemen, you and I know the working style of the top leaders of Guosu. It is better to bombard the Dragon King to make rain than to expect those people to actively rescue the disaster."
"My personal suggestion is that our Eighth Route Army must not sit and wait for death."
"The headquarters should send a troop as an advance army to go south to Henan Province to prepare for disaster relief in advance, so that the disaster will always be one step behind us."
"Once a disaster occurs, we will turn the tide and save the people from the water and fire."
As soon as this was said, everyone present nodded in agreement.
Among all the major forces in the People's Republic, TG's response methods are the most scientific when it comes to disaster relief.
This is because most of the bases are built in remote areas with relatively harsh climates and backward economic conditions.
The above conditions, coupled with the double blockade and repeated encirclement and suppression by the devils and preserved fruits, make the areas where comrades are active more prone to famine.
As the saying goes, long-term illness makes a good doctor. Frequently dealing with the same type of problems will naturally sum up a lot of valuable experience.
"Haha, Lao Liu's idea coincides with mine. Sending troops south, I think it's okay! Since everyone has no objection, let's discuss who will lead the team."
"Is there anyone who recommends himself?"
Hearing this, the senior commanders of the three main forces all turned their attention to the vacant position of the 129th Division.
This is not that everyone is picking the fat and the thin, or disliking the mess in Henan Province. The main reason is that most people at this stage have tasks to do and really can't leave their posts.
Needless to say, Division Commander Hu Zi, defending the border area has always been his top priority.
Unless it is a large-scale battle arranged by the Army's morale wizard himself, and the 120th Division needs to take the initiative to assist friendly forces in combat, otherwise the entire division will not move easily.
The tiger in the forest also has an important task. The headquarters is preparing to send him and the 103rd to the eastern coast to cooperate with the 102nd to clear obstacles for the Air Force's first strategic bombing operation.
The division commander is also very busy. Recently, the 129th Division is formulating a major plan for a decisive battle with the North China Front Army. Whether it can kill Okamura Yasuji in one go depends on this move. It will be difficult to get away for a while.
From this point of view, the only person who is qualified and capable of leading troops to the south is the infantry expert who is recuperating.
"Okay, then it's settled! I will personally notify Lao Xu later and ask him to pack up and prepare to set off, forward, forward, forward!"
"Haha, I am looking forward to this contest between fellow villagers from Wutai Mountain."
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At the end of January, 30 kilometers east of Fenglingdu, Huawang Village.
"Commander, the front is where our regiment's first battalion is stationed. I really don't know what Qian Bojun is doing. He can't get through the phone and doesn't reply to telegrams. It's as if he has disappeared from the face of the earth!"
"I'm going to teach him a lesson later and let that old guy see what the 358th Regiment is like!"
On the narrow horse trail, a 600-man infantry battalion was marching at a constant speed.
The weapons and equipment of this group of Jinsui Army were very chaotic. There were Japanese Type 38 rifles and Type 65 rifles, Type 17 submachine guns, and even a small batch of French weapons used by the Eighth Route Army.
The heavy weapons were even more varied. It's not an exaggeration to say that they were made in many countries.
This situation and this scene all prove that the Jin system, which was in its heyday a few years ago, has now fallen into a predicament of decline.
The complaints of his own deputy official made a trace of imperceptible fierceness in Chu Yunfei's eyes, and then he put his hand on the pistol on his waist.
"Hmph, Qian Bojun is not an honest man. Who knows what he is planning behind the scenes."
"Their first battalion has been out of contact for two hours, and they didn't even send a cavalry signalman to the regiment headquarters. It's obvious that they don't take me, Chu, seriously!"
"Pass my order and let the second battalion prepare for battle!"
While they were talking, the troops had already arrived at their destination.
As it turned out, Chu Yunfei's guess was correct.
After entering the village, he keenly discovered that all the soldiers of the 1st Battalion of the 358th Regiment had received three days' worth of marching supplies, and they were clearly preparing to leave.
However, there was one thing that puzzled Chu and Fang.
These soldiers who had committed treason did not even have a trace of murderous intent on their bodies, and their eyes looking at him revealed some guilt and fear.
With doubts in his mind, Chu Yunfei went straight to the 1st Battalion Command Post under the escort of the guard squad. When he saw the real boss when he entered the door, he asked directly:
"Qian Bojun! Zhang Fugui! What are you planning!"
"Why does your battalion look like it is about to leave Huawang Village! Could it be that the superiors bypassed the regiment headquarters and directly issued an emergency combat mission to the 1st Battalion?"
"I tell you, Commander Yan has repeatedly emphasized at meetings that it is strictly forbidden for troops at all levels to leave the garrison without instructions. If the villagers are allowed to slip over to the Eighth Route Army, no one can bear the responsibility!"
The questioning of his own regiment commander made Qian Bojun look aggrieved. He suddenly opened the door and walked out of the command post, pointing at the empty and lifeless village and said:
"Commander! Look at yourself! This Huawang Village! This Zhongtiao Mountain! How many people are left!"
"Wake up, the Shanxi Suiyuan Army is finished! Commander Yan not only lost Taiyuan, but also lost the hearts of the people in the entire province! If we continue like this, we will starve to death sooner or later!"
"Even if you don't care about your brothers, you have to fight for your own career."
"Li Yunlong, whom you have been thinking about day and night, is now an airborne combat expert who has been included in the military textbooks of the ugly country. Look at yourself, you can't even get out of the mountain ditch, you are no longer a person of the same level!"
Faced with the emotional outburst of his subordinates, Chu Yunfei didn't know what to refute for a while.
At this moment, he realized that in the whole village, except for his two battalions of infantry, he couldn't even see a villager who was active outside.
In fact, this situation is not an isolated case. Now the entire Zhongtiao Mountain is facing the problem of population loss.
The reason is very simple, it is because of the policy of combining soldiers and farmers created by Yan Laoxi.
The so-called integration of soldiers and farmers means that all the arable land controlled by the Shanxi Suiyuan Army is turned into shares, and one share of land is used to support six households.
Among the six households, two households are forced to send men to serve as soldiers. The remaining four households are responsible for farming and paying rent, and at the same time supporting the daily life of the families sending men.
This policy of not only farming, but also paying rent and taxes, serving labor service, and rushing to the front as cannon fodder during wars, and even not being able to leave the land without permission for a lifetime, what is the difference from serfdom?
Of course, there are even more outrageous things, that is, Yan Laoxi is engaging in collective responsibility.
Once a village has a deserter, the whole village will suffer, which is why he stationed troops at all levels on the spot.
To be honest, it was already the 20th century, and the system from more than a thousand years ago was still being used. This level of retrogression is something that even some players in a certain society would have to sigh.
Seeing his boss fall into a brief confusion, Qian Bojun gritted his teeth and stamped his feet and continued:
"Commander, I am your old subordinate."
"During the Central Plains War in the 19th year of the Republic of China, I followed our regiment to fight east and west. I have no merits, but I have worked hard."
"I plan to change my ways with my brothers and accept the reorganization of the commander of the First War Zone, Commander Hu. He urgently needs anti-X talents like me. Deputy Zhang Ying and I have made up our minds. We have different ambitions. I hope the commander can understand."
As soon as these words came out, Chu Yunfei came back to his senses instantly. In fact, he can really accept the current result, as long as his subordinates do not surrender to the Japanese and Wang Wangwang.
What's more, who hasn't thought about changing their ways?
"People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places. I can understand your thoughts, Qian Bojun."
"To be honest, I also plan to go to the two commanders Du and Qiu and continue to kill Japanese beasts in another place."
"But let's make it clear in advance that you can only take one company of your confidants from the first battalion. These are Commander Yan's troops, and you and I must not be ungrateful slaves of three surnames." (End of this chapter)