Northwest Shanxi.

Zhaojiayu is the base area where the Independence Regiment temporarily retreated.

Li Yunlong, the regiment headquarters of the Independent Regiment, was holding a meeting with political commissar Zhao Gang and the first battalion commander Zhang Dabiao.

"Old Zhao, we have suffered heavy casualties this time. There are only 400 people left in my independent group."

"And it's winter coming soon. If we don't think of some solutions, we can't live any longer."

Li Yunlong looked at Zhao Gang and others and said a little uncomfortable.

Li Yunlong doesn't want to feel uncomfortable. As the Independent Regiment is one of the top sharp knife regiments in northwest Shanxi, the 386th Brigade.

During this Japanese raid, they were taken care of. The entire regiment was 1,500 people, including Li Yunlong's treasured cavalry company, were also wiped out by the enemy during this anti-sweep.

And now, only 400 independent groups were brought out by Li Yunlong.

The equipment and supplies were even directly driven back to their original state, even worse than that!

And now it is the beginning of winter. If they do not raise some food, their independent group will starve to death!

Although Li Yunlong also snatched the grain when he was crossing the grassland, the grain was made by the landlords, so they snatched it.

But Zhao Jiayu's blind dates cannot rob the food, and Li Yunlong cannot make it.

The villagers in Zhaojiayu are all poor families. If they rob their food, aren’t they just pushing them to death?

"But Lao Li, our independent regiment is not very good at equipment and weapons. Even if we go to one battalion, we can't beat a Japanese squadron!"

Zhao Gang also knew that Li Yunlong was very anxious, and the troops suffered too much losses during this anti-sweeping raid.

When doing things, you must think twice before you act. With the equipment of the independent group now, you really can't beat a well-equipped team.

"Captain, political commissar, we can get some from the Japanese stronghold!" Just when Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang were both unsure of their minds, Zhang Dabiao also spoke at this time.

"Zhang Dabiao, you're so damn, when is it time? You still say such unreliable words?"

"Can our current troops conquer a Japanese stronghold?"

When Li Yunlong heard Zhang Dabiao's words, he cursed angrily, saying that Zhang Dabiao was simply a reckless man.

A reckless man who is even more reckless than him, Li Yunlong.

I, Li Yunlong, was fighting against the Sakata United team head-on. At that time, I, Li Yunlong, had the confidence!

Their independent regiment has a thousand,500 people, each with a 38-large cover, six crooked handles, ten Czech light machine guns, two heavy machine guns, and a grenade canister.

Just this equipment was also used to fight against the Sakata United. It was only because the pillars knocked down the Japanese Japanese command headquarters of Sakata that they could defeat the Sakata United head-on, and the casualties were also one-to-one.

Now he is only Li Yunlong’s 400 people. He, Li Yunlong, can’t even beat him!

The Japanese are in a stronghold, a squadron, and a battalion of puppet troops, how can you fight?

Li Yunlong is really not sure about such an unsure battle. Life was not easy.

In this way, their independent group's family will be lost!

Just when everyone was thinking of ways to get some supplies for the winter.

"Captain Li, look for the political commissar, Battalion Commander Zhang, I'm giving you some food!" Xiuqin shouted to the headquarters of the Independent Regiment.

Then Xiuqin walked in with a pot of potatoes and placed them in front of Li Yunlong and others!

"Xiuqin, you told the villagers not to send us anything anymore, this is really bad!"

Zhao Gang looked at the pot of potatoes sent by Xiuqin. Although there were not many, there were seven or eight. Zhao Gang immediately dissuaded Xiuqin.

Although these seven or eight potatoes don’t seem to be much, this is the food for the villagers and a family of three for two days!

In this era of scarce supplies due to war, two potatoes can maintain the food of a family of three!

Many young and middle-aged people eat half of the potato, while children and elderly people eat half of the potato.

Even some children and elderly people boil the bark in water to eat, which is not impossible to eat!

As for the big fish and meat you mentioned, only landlords and wealth can afford it.

"Political Commissar Zhao, don't say much. Your Eighth Route Army is here, and our fellow villagers in Zhao Jiayu like you very much!"

"Only you can prevent us from being bullied by the landlords, Laocai and the Japanese. We fellow villagers will have nothing to do!"

"As long as you are full, you can have the strength to fight the Japanese and keep us safe!" Xiuqin also said seriously.

Really, it’s nothing for them to eat less. It’s winter anyway, and there’s not much physical work.

Save some food and just let it go, and the movement will pass.

Besides, if the Eighth Route Army wins a battle and has good things, the people can also be fucked.

"Gu~Gu!"

And just as Xiuqin said this, Xiuqin's belly also rang. There was no way, I couldn't eat enough!

"Xiuqin, this is our independent group, the last five oceans. You buy some good things for the villagers, or buy some other things."

Zhao Gang heard Xiuqin's stomach and was so hungry that he gushed. He took out the last five oceans on his body and handed over the two potatoes to Xiuqin!

This is the last money for their independent group, but Zhao Gang knew that his five-yuan amount was far from enough for the Zhao Jiayu villagers to take care of their independent group these days!

But there is no way. This is their last five oceans. If you save some money, you can buy about 500 kilograms of potatoes.

Although the villagers in Zhao Jiayu cannot be filled, they will not go hungry.

"Political Commissar Zhao, aren't you making things difficult for me? We don't lack those oceans of yours,"

"And I can't ask for this potato either. This is something the villagers give you. If I eat it, I will be stabbed by the villagers!"

Xiuqin also said in great difficulty. Although she looked at the two potatoes in her hand and kept swallowing, Xiuqin knew that she really couldn't take some things!

"Dang, dang. dang!"

"Friends, the bandits from Wang Jiaao are here. Let's get all the food up. Don't be discovered by them!"

Just when Xiuqin was in a dilemma, a Zhaojiayu people were holding a gong and pounding while circulating messages around Zhaojiayu.

"Xiuqin, what's going on? There are bandits in your place?" Li Yunlong asked Xiuqin with some confusion.

There is no way. Their independent group has just arrived here not long ago and has not had time to get familiar with the situation here.
Chapter completed!