In the autumn of 1942, the Independent Regiment gathered and dispersed, growing stronger and stronger in northwestern Shanxi. After staying in Shanxi Province for a long time, Li Yunlong unconsciously learned some of Shanxi's local tycoons 'stinginess when doing business. Before going to war, he first calculated his capital. If there was a bargain, he would do it. If there was no bargain, he would not do it. He could only take advantage of it and not suffer losses. This was what he said when he called for a meeting with all the officers above the platoon level: "All the officers in the regiment, starting from me, have to correct their attitudes and put down the airs of a regular army. What do you think you are? That's right! He thought that he was the king of the mountain who gathered in the forest. How did the king of the mountain live? Big bowls of wine and meat, weighing gold and silver. Where did the wine, meat, gold, and silver come from? Oh right, he had snatched it. If he didn't snatch it, would he be called the king of the mountain? Why should the Japanese and traitors eat
Meat and wine? Do we have to live on the northwest wind? We also have to eat meat and drink wine. If the traitors have it, we have it. If they don't, we'll rob them. From now on, the entire regiment will be divided into companies and platoons. If you go out alone, I don't care how the battle is fought. The company and platoon leader have the final say. They could raid the camp, ambush, dig traps, ambush, kidnap, and so on. As long as it was against the Japanese and traitors, they could do whatever they wanted. I'll make it clear. Whoever did this to the commoners, I'll shoot them.”
"Leader is just making an analogy. He's not really asking you to be the king of the mountain." Zhao Gang quickly added. In fact, this is the common term for guerrilla warfare. Comrades, you must understand the meaning of the regiment commander correctly.”
Li Yunlong glared at Zhao Gang in dissatisfaction and continued,""There's only one principle. You can only take advantage of me and not lose out. We can't do a losing business. Anyway, once the gun rang, you had to at least get something back for me. I don't choose food. I want everything. Food, clothes, guns, ammunition. I don't mind getting too much. If I get too little, I'll be unhappy. If I don't get anything, I'll curse. Of course, I don't want everything. If you get me a Japanese girl, I don't want it…"
The platoon leaders roared with laughter. Xiuqin, the director of the Zhaojiayu Village Women's Rescue Association, walked in with a large bundle of freshly made military shoes. Hearing Li Yunlong's vulgarities, she didn't know whether to advance or retreat. Her face turned red.
Zhao Gang tried to smooth things over." Meeting dismissed, meeting dismissed. Go back and prepare."”
Li Yunlong usually liked to swear, but he never said it in front of female comrades. Today, Xiuqin saw it and felt a little embarrassed.
Xiuqin had just turned 18, and the girls in the mountains married early, usually at the age of 15 or 16. According to the eyes of the people in the mountains, the 18-year-old Xiuqin was already about to enter the ranks of the old girls. If it were not for the chaos of war, how could the girl still not be married at the age of 18? Although Xiuqin was not considered pretty, she was still at the age of youth. Her red face was a little shy, and her words and gestures could bring a feminine warmth to the men who fought on the battlefield all day long.
Zhao Gang said to Xiuqin seriously,"" Comrade Xiuqin, on behalf of all the officers and soldiers of the regiment, I would like to express my gratitude to all the women of Zhaojiayu Women's Rescue Association. The military shoes you made are really timely. We must kill more devils..."
"Alright, alright. Old Zhao, why are your words the same every time? I can already memorize them. The following words must be 'We will never disappoint the villagers' expectations of us'. Isn't it? You intellectual people are just too sour.”Li Yunlong interrupted Zhao Gang rudely.
Zhao Gang was also a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and said,"Yes, yes. Otherwise, why would they say that the intelligentsia should be integrated with the masses of workers and peasants? Old Li, do you really remember me saying the same thing every time?”
"That's right, not a single word is wrong. I'm tired of hearing about the local comrades. Actually, couldn't he just say something plain? Sister Xiuqin, you women make military shoes, and we men fight the Japanese. No need to be polite with each other. The division of labor in the revolution is different. If you have anything to do, just tell us. If you can do it, I will do it in any way. Isn't this very similar? Sister Xiuqin?"
Xiuqin smiled and said," Leader, you're the best. We're all family. There's no need to be so polite." The regiment commander said that if there's anything, just say it. If it can be done, do it. If it can't be done, do it in a different way, right?”
Li Yunlong said casually,"Of course, a man's word is a promise."”
"Alright, I'll say it. The militia in the village have all been given guns, so why not give guns to the Women's Rescue Association? Everyone has a share in fighting the devils, why can my woman only be made into military shoes? Wasn't this looking down on women? I know that there aren't many guns in the team and can't be distributed to everyone, but I'm a cadre, can I get one?”
Li Yunlong said," Oh, how can I look down on women? I'm just afraid that you don't know how to use it. If you don't fight the Japanese, you'll beat yourself up. How about this? I'll get you a piece of floral cloth next time I go to the city. Women are women. It's a man's business to fight with guns. Why do you need guns?"”
Xiuqin wasn't happy." Leader doesn't keep his word. He's just fooling people. He's a real man!" You're even worse than a woman."
Li Yunlong couldn't keep his face anymore. He took out the Browning pistol that Chu Yunfei had given him, took out the magazine, and flicked it a few times. The yellow bullets jumped out of the magazine one by one. He placed the gun and bullets on the table and said,""Press the bullet and load it. This gun is yours.”
"You mean what you say?" Xiuqin was overjoyed.
"Of course, I've always been a stickler for a stick.”
Xiuqin pressed the bullet into the clip unskillfully, then inserted the clip and pulled the bushing to push the bullet into the chamber. She happily weighed the pistol in her hand and said,"That old crow nest on the tree in the courtyard is really annoying. I'll go and shoot it down.”
Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang were so frightened that they jumped up and said,"" Alright, alright, this spear is yours. Hurry up and turn off the safety. Don't let the fire go..."
Xiuqin said proudly,"My brother was the battalion commander of the 120th Division. He taught me how to use a gun."”
"I wanted to make things difficult for him, but now I've lost money, right?" Zhao Gang gloated.”
"What is this?" Li Yunlong straightened his neck and said. I mean what I say. Otherwise, how can I be considered a man? Xiuqin, you only have five bullets. Use them sparingly. There's no place to replenish these bullets. They'll be gone after you finish shooting. A gun without bullets is like scrap metal. You can give it back to me when the time comes.”
"Why should I give it to you again?" Xiuqin asked. This is my gun."
"Don't listen to him. He still has a box of bullets," Zhao Gang said.”
Li Yunlong sighed,"There's always a mole."”
Xiuqin went out happily.
Zhao Gang looked at Xiuqin's back and said," Old Li, there's something wrong with this girl recently. Why does she always come to you?" Don't tell me she likes you?"
"Nonsense!" Li Yunlong looked at the map carefully and did not take it to heart.
At night, it snowed heavily, and the northwest wind howled. The world was chaotic. Li Yun Long brought the monk back from the village entrance. He saw a man standing at the entrance of the courtyard. A thick layer of snow had fallen on his body. The monk did not see who it was, so he instinctively pulled out his shell spear and blocked Li Yunlong behind him. He shouted,""Who is it?"
"It's me." Xiuqin walked over and saw that they were wearing leather coats from the Japanese Kwantung Army. She smiled and said,""I thought it was the Japanese who entered the village.”
"What's the matter?" asked Li Yunlong.
"I have something to report to the Guild Leader.”
Li Yunlong waved his hand and said,""Go find the political commissar. I'm not in charge of the Women's Rescue Association.”
Xiuqin didn't say anything. She walked into the room with Li Yunlong and sat down on the edge of the Kang.
"What's wrong with this girl?" Li Yunlong asked in surprise. You already have the gun. What else do you want?"
The monk was a little impatient, so he said casually,""Sister Xiuqin, we'll talk about it tomorrow.”
This annoyed Xiuqin. She suddenly stood up and shouted at the monk,""Guild Leader hasn't chased me away yet, and you're already here? I didn't ask you to come here. Do I need you to talk too much?”
Li Yunlong smiled and tried to smooth things over. Comrade Xiuqin wants to talk to me, this is a business matter, why are you interfering? Go, go to the outer room to sleep. Comrade Xiuqin, don't lower yourself to his level. This kid came out of the temple and doesn't know the rules. I'll definitely criticize him tomorrow.”
"Why do you look like you've eaten gunpowder?" The monk muttered. With this temper, how am I going to find a husband?”He climbed onto the brick bed outside and covered his head with the blanket to sleep.
Li Yunlong had never sat alone with a woman in his life. He had no experience with women. In the purely male world of the army, he had no chance to interact with women. Occasionally, he would meet a beautiful woman, and he could not help but fantasize. When she was in a good mood, she would tell dirty jokes with the men. Once, when she was drinking, she even bragged and made up a vulgar love story. She said that she once had a good girl in her hometown and even kissed her lover on the haystack of the grain-pounding field. "What happened after that?" He did not dare to continue making up stories because he was not confident. It was easy to be exposed if he made up stories that he had never experienced before. He just prevaricated,"If it wasn't for the Huang Ma riot, I would have become the Red Army. At that time, although I had a head full of broomcorn flowers, I was still a handsome young man in my ten miles eight villages.”Others would say,"Listen to his bragging. He thinks that the things in his dream are real. He thinks that he is Ximen Qing."”
Bragging was bragging, but now that there was a girl sitting in front of him, Li Yunlong was a little dumbfounded. He was at a loss for what to do. He poured a bowl of boiling water for Xiuqin and stuffed some firewood into the Kang hole, not knowing what to do.
Xiuqin suddenly sobbed, which startled Li Yunlong. He hurriedly asked,""What's wrong with you? Did someone bully you?"
"Captain, are you looking down on me?" Xiuqin sobbed.”
"What are you talking about? Never."
"Then why are the military shoes I made for you on the monk's feet?”
Li Yunlong asked,""Which pair of shoes did you make? I don't know."
"The pair with the words 'Fight to the end' embroidered on the soles and the peony embroidered on the insoles. I specially took them out from a bundle of shoes and handed them to you.”Xiuqin wiped her tears with her sleeve, ran to the outer room, took the pair of shoes from under the monk's Kang, and threw them on Li Yunlong's Kang table.
Li Yunlong remembered that there was such a thing. He didn't care at that time and gave the shoes to the monk. The monk threw the old shoes away and put the new shoes on his big black feet. Not many soldiers of the Eighth Route Army had socks, and they were all barefooted and wearing shoes. In addition, the monk never washed his feet. In just half a day, this pair of shoes had become dirty and smelly.
Li Yunlong slapped his head." Aiya, Xiuqin, why didn't you say so earlier? I'm so sorry."”
Xiuqin said angrily," The soles of other people's shoes are so worn out that their hands are torn. You're so good. You gave it to that stinky monk so casually. He's so dirty. How can he deserve to wear such good shoes?"”
Li Yunlong kept apologizing.
Xiuqin raised her head and stared at Li Yunlong with burning eyes.""Guild Leader, what do you think of me?”
Li Yunlong said," Not bad, not bad. He works hard and has high political awareness.”
"What else?" Xiuqin said expectantly.
" And... the shoes are also good..." Li Yunlong couldn't think of any words.
"Guild Leader, what's wrong? The five-foot-tall man did not even dare to raise his head. My mountain girl is uncultured and doesn't understand so many twists and turns. She only knows how to be straight. I'll tell you clearly, Leader, I like you.”Xiuqin blushed.
Under Xiuqin's burning gaze, Li Yunlong panicked. His face was purple, and he was panting heavily. He stammered," Xiuqin, there's a war going on right now. I don't know when I'll…"
Xiuqin covered his mouth and said,"Don't say such inauspicious words." You're a hero. How can a hero not have a wife by his side? If you like me, I'll be your wife. If you're tired or hungry, I'll serve you. I'll cook for you and wash your clothes. When you're injured, I'll guard you, take care of you, and feel sorry for you. "If anything happens to you…I'll wear mourning clothes for you. I'll be a widow for you for the rest of my life. I'll be your wife for the rest of my life. I'm willing…" Xiuqin threw herself into Li Yunlong's arms with tears streaming down her face.
Li Yunlong only felt a bang. His whole body was on fire, and his head was dizzy as if he had drunk too much wine. The passion that had been sleeping for many years suddenly burst out. His hands subconsciously reached for Xiuqin's buttons...
The monk outside coughed and climbed down from the kang. He probably couldn't find his shoes, so he simply ran out of the door barefooted. The sound of peeing came from the courtyard. A gust of cold wind blew into the room, carrying the snowflakes. Li Yunlong shivered and his mind suddenly cleared. He was ashamed of his loss of composure just now. Damn, he was really lustful. When was this? Why would he care about this? What a joke.
He pushed Xiuqin away and said seriously,"Comrade Xiuqin, it's too late. You should go back."”
Xiuqin, who was immersed in happiness, did not notice the change in Li Yunlong's expression. She just stood up obediently and helped Li Yunlong spread the quilt. She looked at Li Yunlong affectionately and said,""I'm leaving. You have to cover yourself with the blanket. Don't catch a cold.”
Xiuqin had left, and this was the first time Li Yunlong had insomnia.
A few days later, Zhao Gang walked into Li Yunlong's house angrily and said to the monk,""You go out, I have something to discuss with the Guild Leader.”
After the monk left, Zhao Gang glared at him."Li Yunlong, what a pervert. Tell me, what did you do to Xiuqin? If I don't say it, I won't let you off today."
Li Yun Long understood what he meant. He immediately beat his chest and stamped his feet as he cried out,"To be honest, I didn't do anything.”
"Nothing, right?" Zhao Gang said. Did you hug her?"
Li Yunlong was deflated and muttered,""I did, but I didn't do anything else.”
"Isn't that enough?" Zhao Gang said. You hugged her the first night and pretended to be fine the next day. You didn't even care about her. Don't you care about her self-esteem? Xiuqin came to me to complain. If you don't want to, don't hug her. Xiuqin said that life is your person and death is your ghost. Do as you see fit. Who told you to touch a girl?”
"Is it that serious?" Li Yunlong panicked. He grabbed Zhao Gang and said," Old Zhao, you can't leave him in the lurch. This time, you're in big trouble."”
Zhao Gang held back his laughter and pretended to consider it for a moment before saying,"Oh, it's time for you to marry a wife. The lady is also sincere to you. I think her conditions aren't worse than yours. What's so great about you? It's not like he's a prince or a noble. A bumpkin. Which part of Xiuqin isn't good enough for you? You're a pig with a green onion on its snout, pretending to be an elephant. In fact, you pretend to be serious on the surface, but your heart is like a cat scratching, isn't it?”
"Old Zhao, don't make fun of me." Li Yunlong smiled bitterly. Our entire group is made up of bachelors. As the group leader, I can't take the lead. " We're at war now. Brothers should live together and die together. We should share blessings and be together when we're in trouble. If you want to marry a wife, all of us should marry. Otherwise, we'll become monks together. I can't be special."”
Zhao Gang didn't know whether to laugh or cry." Oh, you've been making a fuss for so long. To think that you're also a regiment commander. Is that all you've got?" Do you think you are a hero of Liangshan? Even the heroes of Liangshan didn't get married together. Wu Song and Lu Zhishen were bachelors. It was true that comrades shared weal and woe, but when it came to marrying a daughter-in-law, they could not share weal and woe. Otherwise, wouldn't it be chaotic? We are the Eighth Route Army, not the king of the mountain. According to the organization's rules, as long as one's age and position met the requirements, they could get married. It's useless for anyone to be envious. I only have one question for you. Do you like Xiuqin?”
"I like it."
"That's it. I'll be the witness. I'll tell the cook, Old Wang, to take out the canned food we seized last time and boil it with some cabbage. We'll hold the wedding tonight.”
" Is this okay?..." Li Yunlong felt like he was in a dream.
"Nonsense."
Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang did not expect that while they were bickering, Lieutenant General Shinozuka Yoshio, the commander of the Japanese First Army in Shanxi, had decided to launch a sneak attack on the secret stronghold of Li Yunlong's Independent Regiment, Zhaojiayu Village, based on insider information. Lieutenant General Shinozuka Yoshio had been preparing for this ambush for a long time. He revealed his trump card, an elite special agent team that had been trained in Germany. The small Zhaojiayu Village was bound to suffer a bloody disaster.
Li Yunlong had miscalculated this time. The Japanese army's sneak attack plan was formulated under extremely confidential circumstances. Only Shinozuka Yoshio himself and a few trusted staff officers knew. Shinozuka Yoshio knew all too well about the sensitivity of Li Yunlong's intelligence network. As a veteran Japanese general, he understood that any occupying army, no matter how professional their intelligence system was, would always be at a disadvantage. After all, you were an occupying army, and you were in enemy territory. Everyone living on this land could be an enemy intelligence officer, including the puppet troops who were submissive on the surface. The level of top secret was in inverse proportion to the number of people who knew the secret. The Japanese secret service team set out from Taiyuan and did not have any contact with the Japanese strongholds along the way. They made a long-distance attack and rushed straight to the northwest of Shanxi.
In this unremarkable little mountain village. This time, whether it was Li Yunlong's intelligence network or Chu Yunfei's intelligence network, they all failed.
The Special Agent Team of the Japanese First Army in Shanxi was a newly formed special force. It belonged to the Japanese Army's regimental system, which was equivalent to the regimental system of the Chinese army. Captain Yamamoto Ichiki graduated from the Imperial Army University, and most of his classmates were already among the ranks of famous generals in the army, such as the famous Sakagaki Seishiro. Yamamoto Ichiki's military rank was the lowest among the graduates of Lu University. The reason was that Yamamoto Ichiki was not interested in the battle of the large army. His interest was in the study of special operations, which was an emerging military discipline. In the First World War, it was not taken seriously by the military of various countries. In the 1930s, some soldiers who were interested in special operations appeared in the military academies of various military powers. On the premise of admitting that great people created history, they would never ignore the possibility of small people creating history. For example, Ferdinand, the crown prince of the Austro-Hun Empire, was killed by a small fry in Serbia, which triggered the First World War. Could you say that small fries could not create history? When the balance was in equilibrium, the weight of an ant could cause the balance to tilt. Then, on the strategic balance, the surprise attack of a small troop with special training, excellent equipment, and high combat quality at the critical moment would also tilt the strategic balance.
It was no wonder that Yamamoto Ichiki could not be promoted to general like his classmates. His research topic was too off-topic. However, he never regretted it. The Second World War was a vast stage of activity. His American, British, and German counterparts had already shown their talents in the European battlefield, the North African battlefield, and the Pacific battlefield. How could the history of the special operations of the Japanese Imperial Army be blank?
The agents were all handpicked from various units. They had to pass many strict tests, and the elimination rate was extremely high. In the special forces school in Berlin, the Germanic instructor, Colonel Homan, who had always looked down on Easterners, was surprised to find that this group of students from the Japanese archipelago had a wealth of practical experience, which was not something that could be learned in class. The cadets proudly told the colonel that they were all highly educated. In addition, the Japanese army had not stopped fighting since the Manchurian Incident in 1931. At that time, Mr. Hitler had not yet taken care of the German affairs.
Yamamoto Ichiki looked down on the old, rigid officials in charge of the production of armaments. Look at what weapons they had equipped the Japanese Army with. The five-shot " Type 38 " rifle, which had to be reloaded and ejected every time a bullet was fired. There was only one light machine gun in each team, and the firepower was too poor. The theory of the armament officials was that Japan was a resource-poor country. If they were equipped with automatic firearms, it would increase the cost of combat. Based on the 150 rounds of ammunition carried by a single soldier, a rifle used for single-shot might be able to support a day of combat, while a submachine gun used for continuous fire might not be able to last for an hour. If only one million soldiers were equipped with submachine guns, then the existing resources, productivity, transportation capacity, and logistics support system would be expanded tenfold. Such a high-cost war was not something that Japan could afford.
Yamamoto Ichiki held the opposite view. He believed that Japan's lack of resources was an objective fact. If not for this reason, Japan would not have needed to fight this war. However, the situation was different now. Since the Manchurian Incident in 1931, the three northeastern provinces of China had become the main bases for Japan's resource supply and arms production. After the Lugouqiao Incident in 1937 and the August 13 Incident in Shanghai, most of China's land and resources had fallen into the hands of Japan. After the outbreak of the Pacific War in 1941, the resource-rich Southeast Asian countries were also occupied by the Japanese army. In such a vast occupied area, with such abundant resources and cheap labor, it would be a little sinister for those old men to say that resources were scarce. Why didn't they adjust the production of firearms in time and produce better weapons and equipment? It should be known that on the European battlefield, the individual weapons of the major warring countries were mainly automatic firearms, not to mention the firepower of heavy weapons. The strength of an army should be reflected in the strength of firepower. Yamamoto Ichiki would never forget the Battle of Nomenkan, which broke out in the border area of China and Mongolia in 1939. It was a battle of steel, large-scale industrial production, willpower, and flesh and blood. At that time, General Zhukov, the commander of the First Army in the Far East, gathered four tank brigades, 300 aircraft, and 250 artillery. The arrogant Japanese Army finally experienced what modern warfare was. The planes roared in the sky, the artillery roared on the ground, and the aerial bombs and large-caliber artillery shells blew up the Japanese positions into a sea of fire. The intensity of the firepower was unprecedented for the Japanese soldiers. In the depths of the vast Gobi Desert, on a wide front of more than ten kilometers, flying dust swept across the land. Thousands of " T34 " Soviet tanks came in all directions. The tracks of the tanks mercilessly crushed the spirit and body of the Japanese soldiers, burying the Japanese Empire's arrogant ambition to advance north in the sandstorm of the Mongolian Gobi Desert. In this battle, the Japanese army lost more than 50,000 people, while the Soviet army lost less than 3,000 people.
Nomenkan was a devilish name. It was like a brand that left a painful memory that could never be erased for Yamamoto Ichiki.
As a realist, Yamamoto Ichiki knew that his words carried little weight and could not change the equipment of the Japanese Army, but he still had the power to equip this small special force with advanced weapons. Each member of the special agent team is equipped with a German-made Ximesi "MP38" submachine gun and a German-made 20-shot shell gun. Each combat team has 10 people and is equipped with two light machine guns.
Their firepower was satisfactory.
Regarding this operation, Yamamoto Ichiki was very disapproving. He thought that Lieutenant General Shinozuka was acting on impulse. Although the Eighth Route Army was a strong combat force in the entire Chinese army, in his eyes, this army that had never seen the world and was composed of farmers was not an army. They were dressed like beggars, and they would worry in the winter. Their government did not even issue cotton military uniforms. It was already first-class equipment to have a captured " 38 " rifle. Most of the soldiers were still using the Hanyang products of the Hanyang Munitions Factory created by the Qing court minister Zhang Zhidong at the end of the 19th century. The accuracy of this kind of rifle was extremely poor, and it was common for it to jam. Even with such inferior weapons, there was still an extreme shortage of ammunition. Each soldier could not even close five bullets. It was a joke that such an army dared to fight against the imperial army. What infuriated Yamamoto the most was that Lieutenant General Shinozuka Yoshio had ordered his elite special agent team to launch a long-distance raid on a small regimental command center of this beggar troop. This was simply an insult to Yamamoto. According to his plan, this special force should go to Chongqing to sneak attack Jiang Jieshi's official residence and capture the bald chairman. Or they could secretly land in Hawaii by submarine to capture that old bastard MacArthur. At the very least, they would kill the commander of the US Pacific Fleet. Shinozuka was too emotional. Even if this Li Yunlong was a resourceful person, he would only cause trouble in the county a few times and ambush a transport team. Such a small figure was at most a mountain king. Was it even worth a long-distance raid by the special forces? Wasn't this giving him too much face?
Dissatisfaction was dissatisfaction, but orders had to be carried out. Country bumpkin Li Yunlong never dreamed that he had become a big shot. A well-trained special force armed to the teeth had come for him. This was the treatment of a president. At least, it was an honor that only a general with a large army could enjoy.
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