Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

As soon as these words came out, the originally noisy scene instantly became silent.

For the villagers, the cruelest thing is to give them hope and then ruthlessly destroy it.

This was not the first time that Yangquan, a county town, had been recaptured. The 385th Brigade had conquered it once during the Hundred Regiments War. At that time, the common people thought that from now on, they would never be oppressed and humiliated by the Japanese again.

It is a pity that the Eighth Route Army at that time was not full-fledged and did not have the ability to defend its homeland.

That day, on the occasion of retreat.

The residents of the city spontaneously helped the 385th Brigade carry supplies. Even Brigadier Chen, who climbed out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, couldn't help crying.

Before leaving, he stood on a stone pier near the city gate and promised everyone:

"Folks, it's all our fault. The Eighth Route Army was not strong enough and let you down. We can't help you, and we can't help you giving your children to us."

"I swear, one year from now! We will definitely come back! Even if I die on the road, my comrades will fulfill their promise!"

After hearing what Brigadier Chen said, the villagers did not put any pressure on him. On the contrary, they urged the 385th Brigade to retreat quickly and gave the Eighth Route Army sufficient trust.

Now, with three months left until the agreed time, Ding Wei has fulfilled his promise with Xinyi Tuan.

I don't know who spoke first, but the sound of "Eighth Route Army's good job" resounded in the sky above Yangquan County. Some fellow villagers even turned around and rushed to the city, returning home as quickly as possible to get food.

Such a scene made Ding Wei, who had always been fearless, panic. He quickly ordered all the soldiers in the regiment to maintain order to prevent a stampede.

Faced with the food sent by the common people, everyone had difficulties.

After all, the Eighth Route Army has regulations not to take a single step from the masses. But the villagers were so enthusiastic that even if the new group of comrades refused to accept them, they would force them into their arms.

In desperation, Ding Wei could only order the soldiers to take out all the Dayang they carried and replace some things.

Half an hour later, the people finally dispersed.

It was the former county magistrate who helped break the siege and told the masses not to delay the Eighth Route Army's mission, otherwise the new regiment might not be able to escape even after dark.

Although all the soldiers were tired, everyone had a happy smile on their face. The three battalion commanders each had the same fruit and came to Ding Wei's side with smiles.

"Captain, what should we do next?"

In this operation, the new regiment not only regained Yangquan, but also wiped out the remnants of the independent mixed fourth brigade.

This record seems to be very good, but thanks to the strong firepower, the comrades all feel that they are still unsatisfied.

Originally, Ding Wei was planning to order the first battalion to clean up the Japanese who had fled back to the county.

But who would have thought that the comrades of the armed workers team and the county brigade were very quick to kill the enemy who had no choice but to take the road half an hour ago. They even caught most of the traitors and gave the new group no chance to help.

"The war is out of the question. Our group can't leave now."

"Before the headquarters sends people to Yangquan, everyone stays to take over the county and appease the people. Who knows if there are any Japanese who are not afraid of death and dare to go here."

"Second Battalion Commander, send a platoon of people to check the warehouse of the Japanese headquarters. Look for any railway supplies left by the enemy, and gather all the spare rails and sleepers."

When he just cleaned the battlefield, Ding Wei did not find anything related to railways in the enemy's transportation team.

Yangquan is a big station on Zhengtai Road, so it is impossible not to store spare parts. If the Japanese hadn't blown it up frantically, the supplies would have remained intact in the warehouse.

With these things, the comrades of the Engineering Office of the Logistics Department can definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

Railways are important to the Japanese, but even more important to the Eighth Route Army.

Someone once said that in today's world, no country can be built without railways.

In times of war, the army can quickly deliver troops to the battlefield through railways and make logistical supplies more guaranteed.

The same strategy was used by the Japanese invaders in China. The Japanese invaded China by seizing control of the railways, using the occupied railways to connect troops and plundering various resources.

We can say unceremoniously that the railway is the lifeline of the North China Front.

Among them, the Zhengtai Railway is an important transportation lifeline connecting Shanxi and Hebei provinces.

Once the Eighth Route Army controls this route, it can not only vigorously build infrastructure in the province, but also block all invading Japanese troops outside the province.

It is worth mentioning that the Zhengtai Line originally used the French one-meter narrow gauge instead of the 1.435-meter wide gauge unified by the Republic of China. As a result, you need to transfer to Shanxi, which is very inconvenient.

This is because Yan Laoxi once implemented a policy of seclusion.

In order to resist the intrusion of forces from outside the province, he deliberately chose rails of different specifications. It is used to achieve the purpose of advancing to attack and retreating to defend.

In order to speed up the pace of plunder, the Japanese spent a year on technical transformation and changed the narrow track used by the Shotai Railway to a standard gauge.

Next, the Eighth Route Army only needs to reconstruct the Tongpu Railway so that it can connect with the whole country at a suitable time.

After hearing the words of their regiment commander, the three battalion commanders nodded. They clearly divided their work and prepared to lead the troops to execute the order.

At this moment, a scout from outside the city came to Ding Wei.

"Captain, the 358th Regiment of the Jinsui Army has arrived at Lion Mountain. The other party even sent a reconnaissance platoon, and now it has collided with our peripheral security force."

"Let's see, do we want to fight?"

Before the soldier finished speaking, Ding Wei waved his hand to signal him not to say anything that would affect unity.

Although Lao Ding had never met Chu Yunfei in person, he had heard Li Yunlong mention it several times before in meetings at the brigade headquarters, and he was said to be a capable general. Maybe before the battle of Zhongtiao Mountain, his new regiment would be a little more wary.

However, the reputation of the Jinsui Army in the province is now almost ruined. Compared with a year ago, it is completely different. It is basically supported by the friendship of the past.

Half an hour ago, the new group had just recovered Yangquan. If the 358th Regiment dared to take action in front of the common people, they might not be able to save even the last trace of their love.

This means that water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. In times of national crisis, if one completely loses the support of the people, it is no different than committing suicide.

"yes!"

After the scout returned to his post, Ding Wei touched his beard and smiled lightly.

During the eastward crossing of the Yellow River, all units of the Eighth Route Army were in dire straits, and the 129th Division only had six mortars.

Even half a million rounds of ammunition had to be requested by Army morale wizards in person. At that time, the comrades looked at the equipment of the Jinsui Army and were really jealous.

But now, the two levels are reversed! Yan Laoxi not only lost the Taiyuan Arsenal, but also ten artillery regiments.

The American equipment and Bofors Mountain Cannon of the 358th Regiment are indeed very good, but do you, Chu Yunfei, know what a Hurricane, a Spitfire, and a transport aircraft are?

Do you know the value of a full set of French infantry light weapons and paratroopers? Times have long since changed!

After laughing for a few seconds, Ding Wei shouted to the three battalions:

"Comrades! Show us all your wealth! Let the friendly forces see if we have the strength to defend Yangquan!"

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers laughed out loud, and they even felt as if their old regiment leader was back. As things change, who wouldn't like the most innocent show-off slap in the face.

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While the members of the New Group were laughing and joking, the atmosphere in the 358th Group was not very good.

Seeing their chief of staff approaching with a solemn expression, the soldiers along the way gave way one after another, fearing to offend the other party.

"Regiment, we've figured it out. The troops occupying Yangquan are the new regiment of the Eighth Route Army."

When he heard his chief of staff use the word "occupy", Chu Yunfei frowned subconsciously. Their regiment had just switched defenses with the Fourth Cavalry Division a few days ago and withdrew from the interior of Zhongtiao Mountain.

Although the 358th Regiment did not fight any tough battles in this battle, the soldiers were very tired after more than ten days of running around.

After just returning to the station and not taking a long rest, Yan Laoxi issued a military order asking them to attack the eastern part of Shanxi Province to see if they could pick up some small leaks from the fingers of the Eighth Route Army.

The encounters along the way made Chu Yunfei upset, and he secretly sighed countless times that his situation was not good.

In the past, the people in the province had a pretty good attitude towards the Jinsui Army. Even if you can't call them a welcome, they will lend a helping hand in times of crisis.

But now it's better. Along the way, from the big county town to the small village, the people are looking at them with fear and awe.

That kind of evasive look was like the feeling I had when looking at the warlord troops before. Such a huge gap made Chu Yunfei feel very uncomfortable.

"The new regiment? The new regiment of the 386th Brigade? The unit led by Li Yunlong before?"

"How many people are there, and how are their weapons and equipment configured? How many wounded were there after the battle with the Japanese?"

As a friendly force, Chu Yunfei certainly knew the definition of the Eighth Route Army's primary regiment.

Under normal circumstances, he would definitely not be interested in this kind of local armed force that doesn't even have a serial number. But once the matter is related to Li Yunlong, it must be studied carefully.

What's more, being able to kill seven hundred Japs in a short period of time must be something special.

"The other party did not cover up, but chose to show it openly. I went around with the reconnaissance platoon, and the number of the other party was smaller than ours, about 1,500."

Having said this, Fang Ligong paused briefly and glanced at the faces of his members.

"But the new regiment of the Eighth Route Army has been equipped with a full set of French infantry light weapons, without even a single Japanese weapon."

"And they are equipped with a large number of mortars, at least fifteen with a caliber above 60 mm, each of which is an original French Brand mortar."

At first, Chu Yunfei didn't have much reaction. The 1,500 people were only slightly beyond the standard of the core group. At this stage, the Eighth Route Army is expanding rapidly, and it is understandable that it will exceed its establishment.

But as soon as the number of mortars came out, he directly broke through the defense.

"How many? Sixteen mortars? Or original French ones?"

"Did you read it wrong? There is no original sixteen-door model in all of North Africa!"

Although it was a bit exaggerated, Fang Ligong could understand the shock of his family members. After all, when he inspected the goods, the expression on his face was even more exaggerated than Chu Yunfei's.

You must know that in the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, many division-level units of the Central Army that were not directly related to the Central Army only had 18 to 24 mortars.

This is just the number that should be issued on the compiled list. Considering the traditional performance card of preserved fruit, it is not known to what extent it will be short of the actual implementation.

Taking into account the losses during the four-year war, a third-rate division may not be able to collect 16.

Take the 68th Army as an example. This unit has three divisions: the 119th, the 143rd, and the temporary 36th. According to the establishment, each division should have 18 mortars.

But in fact, the 119th Division only had 2 guns, the 143rd Division had 11 guns, and the temporary 36th Division had 16 guns. The entire army has only 29 mortars in total, which is only slightly more than half of its full strength.

A division like the 119th Division only had two mortars. How could it fight the Japanese?

Although the above mentioned are all civilian Type 20 82mm mortars, based on Chu Yunfei’s understanding of the military industry level of the Eighth Route Army. Whenever a new type of weapon appears in its troops, it will not take long for it to be distributed to troops at all levels.

After all, in February this year, the opponent hadn't even finished changing their rifles. It's only May now, and local armed forces are already using a full set of magical weapons.

"Let's go. Except for southwestern Shanxi, there is no place for the Shanxi-Sui Army to stay in the entire province."

"Staying in Yangquan will only make the other party look down on our 358th Regiment. Retreat! Go back to Ji County!"

Fang Ligong was hesitant. Leaving now would mean losing everything, and it would be difficult to give an explanation to Chief Yan.

After hesitating for a moment, he seemed to want to say something else, but unfortunately he was strangled in the cradle by Chu Yunfei's sharp eyes.

"Shame on you! Let's go!"

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Taiyuan, First Army Headquarters.

At this time, Yoshio Iwamatsu was staring blankly at the battle reports piled on the table. He looked listless, as if he had the word "bad" written on his face.

There is no way, there is no good news at all on the front line, what ambitions can a scapegoat have?

Now all the soldiers fifty miles away from Taiyuan were either broken into pieces or died on the way to transfer.

The cage policy that the North China Front Army had worked hard for many years was smashed to pieces by the Eighth Route Army like a toy.

The Tongpu Railway, which runs through the northern and southern sections of Shanxi Province, has been completely lost. All the strongholds along the line were occupied by the Eighth Route Army. Even the troops stationed in Mongolia voluntarily abandoned Datong.

The Zhengtai Line connecting Hebei Province has also been lost. Now the First Army has no way to go to the sky or to the earth.

The only good news is that all the defenders within fifty miles of Taiyuan have withdrawn, which can barely be regarded as accumulating a certain amount of capital for the subsequent city defense battle.

Moreover, they have enough food and weapons in the First Army warehouse to avoid the tragedy of running out of ammunition and food within a few days.

After breathing a long sigh of relief, Yoshio Iwamatsu slowly came to the combat conference room.

In the room, all the staff members were so busy that they didn't even notice the arrival of their own commander.

On the map, the entire Jin Province, except for Taiyuan, is covered with small red flags representing the Eighth Route Army. Viewed from a distance, Taiyuan City looks like a giant dumpling filling.

"How are the preparations for defending the city? Have all the ammunition been transported to the city wall?"

"We must be careful of the enemy agents hidden in the city. Public security is very important at this stage. We will definitely die due to internal and external troubles."

After hearing the words of their commander, the Japanese all nodded and bowed.

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