"Bang……"

The more Fujita thought about it, the more angry he became, and punched the table with anger.

When I walked to the sand table, I began to give orders: "I decided to send troops to Jinshan tomorrow morning to eliminate the guerrillas in Donghui Town. This matter cannot be delayed."

The Eastern Hui guerrillas were too weak, and a reinforcement team of the Imperial Army could kill them. This task was not only a military operation, but also a military merit given to them for free. Whoever received the task could take the military merits into his own hands.

The thoughts of several squadron leaders were the same, and they all stared at Fujita with their eyes lit up, eager to try.

"Fukuta-kun!" Major Fujita stopped his eyes on the squadron leader of the Second Infantry Squadron.

"Hi!" Captain Fukuda seemed to be hit by a heavy prize lottery. He smiled on the spot and walked out with great strides, afraid that someone would take away the credit he received.

Major Fujita nodded at him, and then ordered with a murderous intent: "I will strengthen the Imperial Army of the two companies for you, set out early tomorrow morning, march quickly toward Jinshan, and kill the Donghui Town guerrillas."

Futian almost jumped up excitedly: "Please rest assured, sir, I will cut off all the heads of the Eighth Route Army and avenge the warriors who died in Donghui Town."

At the guerrilla camp, more than one hundred soldiers were scattered in the forest to train troops in platoons.

Some people practice holding guns, some practice basic tactical movements, and some practice assassination. In the small forest, there are bursts of shouts of killing from time to time.

"Didn't you eat? I've held my gun firmly. It's still the same rule: After an hour, I'll eat white flour steamed buns and pork stewed potatoes at noon! If I can't hold on, I'm sorry, I can only eat steamed buns and water to boil cabbage. There are still twenty minutes left, so I'll grit my teeth and hold on." Xiang Feng shouted while shuttled through the team.

For him, this trick to motivate his subordinates was very good.

When I practiced gun-taking for the first time, there were only ten people in the platoon to last an hour.

Faced with the temptation of pork, fifteen people held on the second time.

During the last three training sessions, the warriors who had lasted an hour had already exceeded 22 people.

Today is the fourth time I practiced gun testing. Xiang Feng is looking forward to all the soldiers in the platoon being able to last for an hour.

The pork tempts the soldiers too much. Although the soldiers from prisoners can get some meat, they are all silly rice before the war, which tastes like chewing wax and are not in a mood for tasting.

The recruits Li Yifang recruited were even worse. Faced with the double exploitation of the Japanese and puppet troops and landlords, they may not be able to eat a meal of pork during festivals.

As a traitor outside the mountain, Li Yifang defeated four traitor teams in four battles and four victories. In addition to seizing a large amount of land and food, he also seized a lot of livestock, especially fat pigs and goats, which together were more than twenty. This was a good thing to supplement the soldiers' nutrition, and Li Yifang got them all back.

As a time traveler, Zhou Cheng was very aware of the various difficulties faced by the Eighth Route Army in the middle and late periods of the War of Resistance.

Don’t even eat meat, you can’t even eat enough food.

Now that these pigs and sheep are available, Zhou Cheng’s first idea is to treat them as seeds of the guerrillas, let the kitchen team raise them well, and then set up a special breeding department after the breeding scale is expanded.

Jinshan is so big, it is definitely okay to raise hundreds of pigs and sheep.

When the difficult times come, if you hold hundreds of pigs and sheep in your hand, your guerrilla life will definitely be much better.

In order to increase the nutrition of the soldiers and have the strength to deal with increasingly stringent training, Zhou Cheng specially asked the kitchen team to kill a fat pig to ensure that each soldier had two taels of pork every day.

Of course, the kitchen team killed all the castrated fat pigs and rams, and the breeding pigs and ewes were all served as treasures, preparing to make them contribute to the guerrillas and give birth to more fat pigs and goats.

Seeing that all the soldiers on the training ground were swallowing, the rifles with a few muzzles were flattened again, Xiang Feng knew that his words had just worked.

With a satisfied smile, he continued to encourage: "If all the rows passed the gun training today, I would apply for one hundred bullets from the captain in a while, so that everyone could shoot a real gun and experience the feeling of shooting for themselves."

On other training grounds, Li Yifang and Chen Zhengyu were also using the same method to motivate the troops.

Zhou Cheng was not idle either. He shuttled through the training ground every day, hoping to find one or two good seedlings that could be trained as special forces soldiers.

The military practice of decades later generations has proved that if a special force is used well, its power on the battlefield is no less than that of a battalion or even a regiment of the main force.

Zhou Cheng has participated in the selection of special forces and is one step away from becoming a real special forces soldier. He is very clear about the training and combat methods of special forces.

As long as there are good seedlings, he is confident that within one year they can have the strength of scouts in future generations and participate in some simple special battles.

Training into a junior special forces soldier within two years and training into a qualified special forces soldier within three years.

There is no need for too many people, five or six can save the lives of the guerrillas at critical moments.

What was disappointed was that I had been wandering around for several days but couldn't find a good seedling in my memory.

Of course, this does not mean that these soldiers in the guerrillas are very poor now. If they train them with the method of training special forces, they can be trained into qualified scouts in a year, but there is nothing they can do about it.

Because an excellent special forces soldier not only requires acquired efforts, but also talent.

However, Zhou Cheng did not plan to train guerrillas by training special forces.

The cost is too high, not only does it take a lot of time and huge financial resources, but it also requires good enough weapons and huge ammunition reserves to support it. If it is just to train a few scouts, it would be too much of a loss with the current strength of the guerrillas.

At twelve o'clock noon, Zhou Cheng returned disappointed again from the training ground.

Before he could even sit firmly in the command center, the reconnaissance squad leader Tang Shengbo appeared at the door and rushed in with a heavy breath, very anxious to report.

"Captain, the Japanese have sent troops!"

"At 8 o'clock in the morning, nearly 200 Japanese devils and more than 200 puppet troops came out of the East Gate of Pingding and rushed straight to Donghui Town, and 80% were coming to deal with us."

"I ran all the way before rushing back to the base in front of the Japanese and puppet troops."

"According to the marching speed of the Japanese and puppet troops after they left the city, they can reach Jinshan Pass in another two hours."

"So quickly..." Zhou Cheng couldn't sit still. As soon as his butt was rubbed against the chair, he stood up, frowned and shouted to the door: "Liang Hongjiang, immediately notify the four platoon leaders to run to the command center, and now I'll send someone to notify."

After saying that, he turned his attention to Tang Shengbo: "Squad Leader Tang, do the Japanese and puppet troops leaving the city carry heavy weapons? How are their equipment?"

Tang Shengbo shook his head: "I didn't see heavy machine guns and mortars, but there were many light machine guns and grenade launchers."

Zhou Cheng's frowning brows were obviously relieved a lot: "That's good."

"Without heavy weapons, our combat pressure will be much less."

After thinking for a few seconds, he continued to say: "There are nearly two hundred Japanese, more than two hundred Japanese, and there are no counterweight weapons. The Japanese and puppet troops who came here are probably a full-scale infantry squadron and two puppet army companies."

"You go back now and lead the reconnaissance squad to keep an eye on these Japanese and puppet troops to death. Report any situation immediately."

"But you must remember that without my orders, no one can act rashly or act rashly."

"There are too many enemies and the reconnaissance squad has not completed the training. Any accident may lead to your rebels being surrounded by the Japanese, and you will lose your wife and your troops."
Chapter completed!