Qingmuchuan Town is a mountain town on the edge of HZ City, located at the junction of Shaanxi, Gansu and Sichuan provinces. According to legend, Zhao Zilong, Changshan, once trained troops here.

The mountains are not high, but there are enough.

4,500 new recruits were gathered and stood in the valley. Tang Dao stood on a huge rock and issued a 'our choice' that made countless new recruits willing to die!'

"I first joined the army and heard a general say this: War, there is no failure or victory, only living!

It was not until a long time later that I survived the battlefield with bullets and bullets that I truly understood the meaning of this sentence. Only the living can taste the taste of victory or failure!

But longer later, when I saw my comrades fall down one by one and my compatriots were massacred by the Japanese invaders, I think it doesn’t matter whether I live or not. What’s important is whether I can kill a beast before falling down!

Originally, I thought you new recruits would have at least 20 days to enter the battlefield and truly feel the cruelty of the war, but unfortunately, the Japanese invaders did not give you such a chance."

Tang Dao pointed to the northwest from afar, with a cold face.

"There are some of the Japanese troops who were once defending against the invasion of nomadic peoples. They are gathering heavy troops to invade our Guanzhong Plain in one fell swoop!

Maybe you don’t understand what the Guanzhong Plain is, so I will tell you now that the land you are standing on is!

Look behind you, who will face the Japanese invaders' troops if they invade Guanzhong?"

The recruits looked back in a daze and saw the mountains in northern Sichuan. No matter how stupid a person was, he instantly understood the meaning of Tang Dao.

Without the barrier of the Guanzhong Plain, their hometown will face the Japanese cannon machine guns.

"I have parents and wife who love me. If I can, I would like to choose to live. If our parents and sisters are threatened by life, then not living is also my choice!"

Tang Dao's tone was calm, even when he talked about death, he was calm.

"There are two ways in front of us at present. First: we can choose to continue to implement previous military orders, transport this batch of supplies to the front line, and ignore the crisis of the Guanzhong Plain! Second: Go to the Tongguan battlefield and use our flesh and blood to block the Japanese army's planes and cannons, the chance of death is higher than 70%!"

The new recruits' expressions were a little dull!

Obviously, for those who have never been on the battlefield, it is really too difficult to make a life or death choice at such a time.

In other words, before they passed the test of blood and fire, they did not understand what true life and death is!

"So now, I need you to make a choice, either return to your hometown with your tails, reunite with your family, wait for the arrival of the Japanese invaders, and then kill everyone like slaughtering pigs and sheep; or, with me, die for my parents, wife and children!"

Tang Dao looked at the new recruits in front of him with a bright look, and his voice suddenly became louder and echoed in the mountains.

"Sir, I'll go with you!" A veteran instructor turned around and looked at the still-blocked queue, plucked his cheeks and took a step forward.

"Sir, I'll go!" Another veteran took a step forward.

More and more Sichuan Army veterans stepped forward.

These veterans have experienced the Battle of Shanghai or the Battle of Jinling. Because the front line urgently needs new recruits to be supplemented, the divisions are drawn back to various counties in Sichuan Province to train new recruits. They may not be the best in terms of technical and tacticality, but after the test of war, their mentality is far superior to the new recruits.

They knew very well that although Chief Tang had the implication that it would allow soldiers who did not want to go to Tongguan to return to their hometown, not to mention that they would be stabbed by their hometown elders when they returned, Sichuan Province is already in wartime. If they were caught, they would probably die on the spot without even being tried. They could even get some pensions on the battlefield. If they were killed by deserters, they would die in vain.

It’s better to fight if you are going to die before you go back!

"He is a fairy, Banban. Brother Pao never gives up his diarrhea. Both the commander and the instructor dare to go. Why don't I dare? I will go. At worst, I will be a hero again in 18 years!" Finally, some new recruits could not withstand this huge pressure. While shouting with a ferocious face to encourage themselves, they walked out with great strides.

Some people took the lead, and more and more recruits took a step forward. Even those who were timid, they could only bite the bullet and follow their passionate comrades.

The recruits took several minutes to make their own choices, whether they were willing or not.

"Okay! There were 4,500 new recruits out of Sichuan this time, and six bandits were killed and eighteen injured during the march. There were still 4,476 combat-capable soldiers in the entire army.

Based on the original recruit squad, fifteen people were in one squad. Those who were insufficient were transferred from the cooking company to make up for it, and 285 combat squads were formed.

The three squads are one platoon and the three platoons are one company. The company platoon leader is the instructor of the former departments, and is organized into 30 infantry companies, with the remaining 15 infantry squads as the guard companies of the new regiment.

I am the commander of the new recruits, Lieutenant Lu Sanjiang is the deputy commander of the guard company, Sergeant Mingxin is the tactical instructor of each company, Lieutenant Longyan brought the 28th, 29th, 30th Infantry Companies and 450 pack horse teams to our regiment's logistics battalion, and brought the entire regiment heavy equipment, ammunition and five-day rations.

Sir Xia Dayu is the regiment communication officer, and the 27th Company group is the communication company of our new recruits, responsible for conveying my military orders!

The list of platoon leaders of each company is at Lieutenant Lu Sanjiang. You are given an hour of assembly time. After one hour, except for each individual equipment, the remaining materials will be stored on the spot and handed over to the officials of the town. The entire army marched urgently to Tongguan!"

After Tang Dao finished speaking, he jumped off the boulder and left first, throwing all the next work to Lu Sanjiang, a little army lieutenant.

Poor Lieutenant Lu had a big head at that time.

You know, a year ago, he was just a cavalry soldier. After fighting for a year, he was promoted from a top corps in the Army to a lieutenant. He grew up very fast, but at most he commanded 30 people.

But now, he has to command No. 4,500. He really doesn't want to be the deputy commander of the new recruit regiment at all.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "That scene at that time..." Sichuan soldiers who survived after the Patriotic War recalled that afternoon, and all the corners of their mouths were slightly raised.

"It's so messy!"

Because of the urgent time, Tang Dao could only appoint the veterans he was familiar with as companies. The platoon leader was naturally not designated. In order to find the 9 infantry squads he needed, the platoon leader was almost a slaughtering style. As long as he saw the familiar new recruit squad leader, he would pull him away.

The whole valley, in the first half hour, was like a noisy vegetable market.

"They are not cannon fodder, who is cannon fodder?" Lu Sanjiang, who was sitting on the stone, looked at the messy scene, his eyes full of despair.

Even Mingxin, who was determined to fight, was clenched at this time, and began to wonder if his suggestion was wrong.

Really, it would be fine if I hadn't seen the Four Army Group with strict military discipline, but the key is that Mingxin has seen it. In contrast, using the mob to describe this group of new recruits is simply an insult to the word "mob".

They should be slags!

But this is also the proudest thing for the Sichuan soldiers!

It was their group of scumbags who had never seen anything that made the Japanese cry and mom on the battlefield, and won a victory that shocked the Chinese people!

To be honest, when they saw this messy scene, no one thought that they could do what they were in this "trash dump". They were very likely to die on the battlefield where they had just heard of the name.

But this strange old man in history always creates surprises for mankind in the gap between showing the cruelty of time!

The surprise that was named "Shuchuan Army New Regiment" after the war was freshly released after this chaotic hour!

Tang Dao threw all the affairs of the new recruits to Lu Sanjiang, of course he didn't go to bed by himself.

First of all, he would meet the old mayor of Aokichuan Town who was rushing to see the old mayor who was older than his uncle.

Really, when Tang Dao saw the old mayor with white hair and beards trying hard to hear clearly that he had tried very hard to amplify his voice and explain the storage of the supplies, Tang Dao himself felt that the food he had spent a lot of energy to transport was going to be finished.

People in this town are afraid that they have some serious illness, so they make an old man in his seventies be the mayor. They are not smart in their ears and eyes, and are slow in reaction. Isn’t this a fatal disaster!

"What? This is the front-line military force, and it needs to be temporarily stored in the town of Emen?" The old man finally heard it clearly, and his chest was slapped. "If you have any problems, leave them to Emen. What kind of thing dares to happen and cut off your forehead!"

Really, the matter of inserting flags is regardless of age. The main reason is that Tang Dao is worried that the old man who blows the snails will break his sternum.

Sure enough, at the moment when I saw hundreds of big trucks, nearly 2,000 pack horses and loads of supplies, the old mayor with a pair of snow-white goatee almost jumped out and circled around the mountain before returning to his eye socket.

The Guanzhong Plain is fertile, but it refers to the plain area, and it definitely does not include mountainous towns like Qingmuchuan!

Along the way, this town has more dry land, less paddy fields, and dry land crops such as sorghum corn originally taste average and have low yields, so the local economy can be imagined.

Moreover, as the logistics base of the Second War Zone, Guanzhong has increased by 30% from the previous year on the basis of the previous year. Even if the farmers have not experienced the war, it would be great that the farmers could barely fill their stomachs.

The old mayor probably had never seen so much food and pack horses in his life, so it would be nice to stay where his eyes were.

"I can pay 50,000 kilograms of grain in your town as a reward, and the feed of more than 2,000 pack horses is also paid by military supplies!" Tang Dao didn't want to make things too difficult for the old man, so he had already made plans.

"That won't work!" The old man's head was shaking like a rattle.

Xia Dayu's face was still a little green.

With the senior year, many of the former Songjiang boys saw the unreachable relationship between their comrades. The military and civilians were determined to fight against Japan. They rarely saw this kind of "greed" face. They stored some supplies to help raise 2,000 horses, but they actually felt that the reward for 50,000 kilograms of grain was not enough.

"Sir, you also said that this is the front-line military supplies, and it is used by the soldiers of the Anti-Japanese War to kill the enemy. How can you use a minute or a tiny?" The old man shook his head but was very passionate.

"I promise to the 8,000 old and young master in Emen Town that when you come back to get it, a grain of food will not be reduced, and a horse will not lose one or two fat!"

Seeing the old man jogging back and calling for someone, Tang Dao could only believe him.

Tongguan is 900 miles away from his location. The entire army marched at full speed with light-weighted horses to transport heavy weapons and grain supplies. The maximum speed can only be guaranteed to be 120 miles a day, which will take more than a week. If you drag these hundreds of thousands of kilograms of grain to Tongguan, it will take at least 12 days, even if the support team battle fails to do so, you will be given heads thousands of miles away.

But what Tang Dao didn't expect was that this old goatee-bearded man with dizzy eyes actually did everything he promised.

When the four-way regiment supplies camp crossed the Yellow River to receive this batch of supplies, there was really a lot of food. Although some of the grain bags were damaged, it was obviously a masterpiece of rats.

In order to prevent mice from stealing food, the old man actually collected thirty cats from the town and personally took charge of the night patrol of the open-air granary.

According to Zhuang Shisan, who was leading the team, to Tang Dao, the old mayor of Goathu watched them accept the materials and sign the receipt, and died suddenly that evening.

Protecting these hundreds of thousands of kilograms of grain and feeding these 2,000 pack horses consumed the old man's little vitality in advance.

As for more than 2,000 pack horses, they need beans in a day, 4,000 kilograms of corn and corn, and tens of thousands of kilograms of various forages, there is a huge expense. The old man who has passed away keeps his mouth shut and almost becomes a mystery.

It was not until many years later that a regular army suppressed bandits. A small leader who was captured alive in order to save his life said that in order to protect the important military supplies of the anti-Japanese war from Sichuan, the brothers in the village saved money and donated more than 10,000 kilograms of corn and rice to the old man in the town.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! This mystery was finally revealed.

It turned out that this old man who had been the mayor of the town for 30 years knew that the town could not solve the problem of horse materials alone, so he risked being used as meat tickets to find the "mountain kings" who were entrenched on various hills and survived by robbing their families.

As a result, the vicious "Shan Kings" were really motivated by this old man who was not afraid of death. In less than a week, they raised nearly 60,000 kilograms of coarse grains and solved the food for pack horses for more than ten days.

As for horse materials, it is naturally that all the staff in this town with a permanent population of only 1,000 people went on duty. Those who put on horses were put on horses, those who cut grass, and those who cut grass. When it was cold at night, they even used their clothes at home to keep the pack horse warm.

More than 2,000 pack horses were raised to be fat and strong in less than 20 days.

"Part this story into the propaganda team's play so that all the officers and soldiers of the regiment know that this is what the people want. We deserve it to fight for them!" Tang Dao was silent for a long time after hearing Zhuang Shisan's report.

Tang Dao always thought that he had already understood the people of this era very well, but this incident made him feel more clearly that the army and the people are fish and water!

After finding local people to be responsible for the handover of grain, pack horses and other materials, Tang Dao was busy reporting the replenishment of military equipment to the theater command.

He now has half an infantry regiment equipment, but that doesn't mean that the stingy old man can be stingy. If he wants the horse to run and doesn't eat grass, he will be confused at the Tang Tuanzu.
To be continued...