Bright sword: the rise from the escrow quilt factory

Chapter 80 Independent Group?
"Nani? Retreat?" Yuan Ye Jingyi was taken aback for a moment, looked at the Eighth Route Army soldiers who were hiding behind the wall, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack, and grinned grimly.

"This army is lucky today! If it wasn't for General Yamamoto's order, I would definitely wipe them out!"

Yuan Ye Jingyi's tone was very arrogant, but he did have the ability to be arrogant, from the beginning of the battle until now.

Not a single soldier in his first battle group has died so far, while at least a hundred people have been killed in the Eighth Route Army, and the ground is almost full of soldiers' corpses.

Every soldier was shot either in the head or in the chest, all of which were fatal.

……

Kong Jie, who was smoking a dry cigarette, suddenly heard a burst of gunshots, followed by a violent explosion.

And he had never heard the gunshot.

This is the rear, how could there be such close gunshots.

not good!

Kong Jie's expression changed drastically, he dropped the cigarette stick on the ground, picked up the pistol on his waist, and ran over following the sound of the gun.

He couldn't figure it out at all, he had already deployed a battalion of troops in the forward position, and there were soldiers patrolling along the way.

How did those enemies bypass the line of defense and run to the back of the base?
Fights come and go as fast as they come.

When Kong Jie arrived at the place, the gunfire had gradually disappeared, and Yangcun could not see the enemy.

But the ground was full of corpses of Eighth Route Army soldiers.

see this scene.

Kong Jie's breathing became short of breath, and tears immediately flowed out uncontrollably. A feeling of sadness filled his chest in an instant.

Lying on the ground are all brothers who survived wars with him!

They did not die on the front line, but died in the enemy's sneak attack.

Kong Jie felt aggrieved.

But what made him even more sad was that the Independence Regiment sacrificed more than 200 people, but did not kill a single Japanese soldier.

Kong Jie still doesn't know who attacked his independent group.

There is hardly any directional evidence left on the battlefield, which can prove whose army this wave of devils is.

Other than a few bullet casings, and a dark helmet...

Kong Jie took the helmet and glanced at it. It was not dark, and it did not reflect light under the moonlight. If it wasn't for the heavy snowfall yesterday, the surrounding environment would not be very dark.

It is estimated that the loss of the independent regiment will be more serious.

The black helmet was the devil who lost his helmet before. Its helmet rolled into a weeds and was discovered by soldiers cleaning the battlefield.

Watching the corpses being carried away, Kong Jie's eyes were already wet. He wiped away his tears and subconsciously wanted to take a few breaths.

But he suddenly remembered that his tobacco pole had long been left on the open space in front of the house.

Such a big incident happened to the independent regiment, and they were so close to the headquarters. Kong Jie dared not report it, and immediately ordered a soldier to report the incident to the headquarters.

It is conceivable how angry the chief executives of the headquarters will be when they know about this.

Eighth Route Army Headquarters.

A very rough clay bowl was thrown to the ground by someone, and it was smashed into pieces immediately.

Then there was a scolding sound.

"What main force! I think they are making dough! Commanding like a pig!"

Needless to say, everyone knows that this scolding must have come from the boss.

"A regiment was beaten like this by devils! Such a regiment leader should feed the livestock! Go! Get that regiment leader removed!" The boss pointed out the door angrily.

"Yes! Boss!" A soldier at the headquarters immediately stood up, saluted and ran down.

Seeing the soldiers leaving, the boss took a deep breath, walked quickly to the map, picked up a pen, and carefully looked at the map on the table.

"We have to find someone to reorganize the 386 Brigade Independent Regiment, we can't let them collapse like this!" The boss looked at the teacher and said.

"That's right, those who want to rule the army must first choose generals." The brigade commander nodded in agreement.

The boss pondered for a while, then suddenly thought of a person, and immediately turned around and asked, "Where is that kid Li Yunlong?"

The boss has been thinking about Li Yunlong's whereabouts before, isn't the opportunity now coming?

The boss knows that Li Yunlong has been jumping up and down in the logistics department, like a king of the mountain.

This guy didn't do anything related to logistics, and left all the work to Zhang Wanhe, the head of the logistics department.

wrong.

Nor can it be said that he does nothing.

The current guard platoon at the headquarters uses the assault rifle Li Yunlong got.

Moreover, the cotton coat worn by the 129th division was all handled by Li Yunlong.

Most of the artillery in the artillery regiment currently formed by the 129th Division is the work of Li Yunlong.

There are only a handful of artillery regiments in the entire Eighth Route Army.

There is only one unit of the 129th Division with large-caliber howitzers.

It's just that the kid seems to regard logistics work as a side job, thinking about how to fight devils and how to pull out devils' strongholds every day.

Because every time Li Yunlong pulled out the devil's stronghold, he would hand in the equipment, so they would turn a blind eye to Li Yunlong, and as long as he didn't make too much trouble, they would let him go.

Now that the opportunity has come, the position of head of the independent regiment is vacant, and that kid can just be transferred there.

In this way, what this kid does will at least be justified.

"Boss, your punishment for him has not been lifted yet." A staff officer at the headquarters responded, "Li Yunlong is still in the garment factory in the border area!"

"Go! Tell him! Don't fucking pretend to be garlic in the quilt factory!" The boss said in a deep voice, "What does that kid do in the quilt factory every day? Doesn't he know what he's doing? Let him go to the independent group as the factory director right now." !"

"Yes! Boss!" The staff officer responded.

Border area quilt factory.

"Good boys! You shot beautifully! You should shoot like this!" Li Yunlong looked at the soldiers of the guard regiment in the training ground, grinning from ear to ear.

Since the guard battalion was expanded into a guard regiment, when Li Yunlong arranged some defense tasks, he did not search as much as before.

500 people per day leave 500 people to train in the clothing factory, and the remaining 1500 people are placed around the clothing factory to do security work.

Li Yunlong is also happy and leisurely every day, eating and drinking in the quilt factory every day, and living a happy life.

at this time.

Li Yunlong leaned on a grand teacher's chair, with one foot on the chair and the other on the ground.

The quilt factory is now a mechanical operation, and there are many things that he doesn't need to ask at all. The daily output of clothing can be more than a few thousand pieces.

Cotton clothes and quilts produced by the quilt factory have begun to be sent to surrounding troops.

"Factory Manager! Factory Manager!" Li Yunlong was watching vigorously when a soldier suddenly ran up to him and whispered something in his ear.

"What? The independent group?" Li Yunlong was stunned for a while, then shook his head: "No! It's so comfortable to stay in the quilt factory, why do I go to the independent group?"

(End of this chapter)