The border area station is thirty miles south.

The Nanyang Condolences Group, Zuo Chong and his group, Vice Minister Li and other border area staff, were riding more than ten donkey carts slowly on the dirt road, and the donkey carts were loaded with tall sacks.

Taking advantage of the bumpy vehicle, Wu Chunyang raised his hand and touched the sack, leaned over to Zuo Chong's ear and reported in a low voice: "Team leader, it's Xiaomi, it's well handled, it's the fine grain."

Millet, that is, millet.

It is a warm-loving, drought-resistant, short-day crop, with low soil requirements and strong adaptability. It is most suitable for growing on organic-rich clay or sandy loam. It is the main food for people in Shaanxi Province and Northwest.

In later generations, millet was a coarse grain, but now, millet, which is rich in iron, phosphorus and potassium, has the effect of replenishing blood, is an absolute essence grain.

However, the shell of millet is relatively hard and it is difficult to be digested and absorbed by the human body without treatment, so it needs to be removed from the shell, and it is very difficult to remove the shell, which makes the taste of this food not very good.

For example, if the millet supplied by the military forces will not only squeeze the throat, but also occasionally you can see stones and sand. In addition to the soldiers at the bottom, the officers sneered at this and would rather go hungry than touch it.

Through this detail, we can see that the Eighth Route Army’s logistics system has formed a system that can deeply process the collected grain. Don’t underestimate this matter. Fighting is to fight logistics.

In addition, the grain of more than ten donkey carts totaled at least thousands of kilograms. It can also be inferred that the grain output in the border areas is not low, and the supply of staple food in the Eighth Route Army is relatively sufficient, but there is only a lack of meat.

Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang were a little discouraged. Blocked and blocked one. The more the national government blocked, the faster the development of others. It was a damn thing.

Zuo Chong's expression was as usual. He reached out and grabbed a weed from the roadside and put it in his mouth. He leaned against the sack and looked at the blue sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xu Enzeng next to him hung his head, not caring about the outside world at all, and was completely immersed in his own world. Since the last time the joint was caught, this guy has been like this.

Vice Minister Li and Mr. Chen had a great time talking on another donkey cart. The breeze blew across the fertile fields on both sides of the road. The golden waves of wheat made people feel comfortable and time passed quickly.

Not long after, the convoy arrived at a camp gate. Deputy Minister Li got out of the car and handed the pass to the vigilant sentry, and then stood outside the post and waited patiently.

Seeing this, Zuo Chong jumped out of the car and came to the other party, handed over a cigarette, and praised the Eighth Route Army's discipline with a smile.

"Old Li, I see that your army is quite like the Liliu Camp during the Han Dynasty. Even you, the chief leader, are not allowed to enter without permission. This is absolutely impossible for the Guo Army."

Deputy Minister Li lit a cigarette and glanced at him, guessing in his heart what the spy wanted to do, and said modestly.

"Team Leader Xu has been too rewarded. We have poor equipment and few soldiers. We can only start from small things to improve our combat effectiveness, which will make you laugh."

The two stood there and chatted for a while. A tall and burly man walked out of the camp. Looking at the person's appearance, Wu Chunyang, Gui Youguang and Zuo Zhong both jumped in their hearts and looked at each other.

"Director Xiao, hello."

"Old Li, welcome to the left-behind office."

Deputy Minister Li and the burly man greeted him enthusiastically, calling the other party Director Xiao, and combined with the three words "Landing Office", the identity of this person is obvious.

Zuo Chong's mind flashed through a reorganization report submitted by the border area to the Wei Hui of the Shancheng Army. After the Lugou Bridge Incident, the Eighth Route Army adapted the existing army. In addition to the troops heading to the front line, a left-behind force was also formed to protect the garrison.

The artillery battalion of the 115th Division, the Anchor Battalion, the 1st Regiment of the 359th Brigade of the 120th Division, the special agent battalion, the engineering battalion, the artillery battalion, the Hanzhong Battalion, the 385th Brigade Brigade and the 1st Regiment of the 129th Division, the special agent battalion, the engineering battalion, the artillery battalion, and the Hanzhong Battalion were integrated into eight regiments, with a total of more than 9,000 people left behind in the border area.

In order to unify the above-mentioned left-behind troops, a left-behind office in the rear of the Eighth Route Army was established at the garrison. Director Xiao was the commander, and this person's experience was very legendary.

The other party was born in a poor family of handicraftsmen. When he was young, he relied on the support of his relatives and friends to enter private schools and new schools. After participating in the separation of life, he studied at Mosk Eastern University and Leningrad Military and Political College.

In early 1924, the founder of Red Russia passed away. He was once a representative of the Eastern nation. He was one of the few non-Huangpu senior generals in the underground army and was very well-off.

It is precisely because of this reason that the senior management of the border area handed over the elite troops protecting the garrison to the other party. The Military Control Commission even established a special file for it and tried every means to get a photo, so Zuo Chong and the others recognized the person.

At the entrance of the camp, Deputy Minister Li said hello to Mr. Chen in the distance. Xu Enzeng waved his hand and said after the two approached.

"Mr. Chen, Team Leader Xu, Deputy Director Xu, I will introduce to the three of you. This is Director Xiao from the border area left-behind office. He will arrange our visit today."

After hearing this, Director Xiao smiled modestly and shook hands with the three of them one by one. His style was very neat and his standard professional soldier style.

After saying hello, the two sides walked into the camp together. Zuo Chong quietly looked at the facilities and buildings inside, and for some reason he remembered the films and TV series he had watched in his previous life.

Especially in a certain TV series, the "Eighth Route Army Command" is located in a luxurious villa. Inside, the "female warriors" are all wearing short skirts and have exquisite makeup. The "male warriors" are all wearing hair spray and wax, and their hairstyles are meticulously combed.

But in fact, as left-behind troops who are responsible for the heavy responsibility of garrison, the soldiers live in simple caves. Not to mention wax, it is difficult to take a bath.

Thinking of this, Zuo Chong wiped his shiny hair, coughed gently, and followed Director Xiao into a command center. Eight Eighth Route Army cadres had been waiting for a long time.

These people were eight regiment commanders of the left-behind troops. They looked ordinary, dressed very simply, and were even a little wrinkled, wearing black cloth shoes on their feet. There was nothing surprising about them, but they were all generals with outstanding military achievements.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! With the introduction of Director Xiao and Deputy Minister Li, Zuo Chong was shocked and saw so many future major generals, lieutenant generals, and generals at one time, who can keep calm?

During the greetings, everyone sat down separately. The military inspection of the border area of ​​the condolences officially began. Director Xiao, as the leader of the left-behind department, first gave a rough introduction to the military training of the Eighth Route Army.

According to what he said, the current Eighth Route Army soldiers generally adopt the "three exercises and two halls" system, which is a tradition left behind in the Southwest period.

That is, I exercise three times a day and take two theoretical classes. The main content of exercise is to combine practical training, conduct military projects such as shooting, assassination, chopping knives, dropping bombs, climbing mountains, jumping obstacles, crossing single-plank bridges, climbing cloud ladders and other military projects.

Hearing this, Xu Enzeng looked at Director Xiao in a daze. He had to do some fun three times a day and had to attend two classes. Could it be that the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were all iron-clad?

If the Guo army carried out such training methods, they would not need to be called by the Japanese, and they would have to mutiny themselves. The military pay of a few dollars a month would be a sign of training. This must be the underground party boasting.

"etc."

Xu Enzeng interrupted Director Xiao and stood up and sneered: "Captain Xiao, we came to the border area to know the real situation, not to listen to your story. Such training intensity, let alone your army, even the teaching corps that year could not do it."

Facing the doubts, Director Xiao was not angry. After whispering a few words with Deputy Minister Li, he simply took everyone to a training ground and let the condolence group and the Fructus party take a look.

At this time, a company-level army was conducting shooting and bomb drop assessments. Everyone stood outside the field, watching the soldiers lying on the ground under the organization of officers at all levels and starting to shoot in groups.

Xu Enzeng saw it clearly. When he saw that each Eighth Route Army soldier had only fired two bullets, he immediately pulled up the corner of his mouth, and his disdain was beyond words.

But when the gunfire and the target sounded, his smile disappeared.

In a lie-down shooting of 150 meters and a total of twenty rings, the soldiers participating in the assessment hit the target and reached 90% of the target, and the two bombs hit more than 16 rings.

Even Gui Youguang took a deep breath in this result. The big bald man subconsciously walked into the field and found a soldier to ask for weapons to be checked. The soldier looked at Director Xiao, and Director Xiao nodded slightly.

The soldier reluctantly handed out the 38th cover in his hand. Gui Youguang quickly took it over and pulled the bolt. He found that the mechanical part of the gun was running smoothly and did not feel rough at all, which showed that the maintenance was in place during the stadium.

In order to prove it, he skillfully turned on the bolt, put his finger in, wiped it, and took it out and observed carefully. The fingertips were very clean, and there was only a little gunpowder left behind the shooting.

Then he pointed the muzzle at the sunlight and looked at the barrel of the gun. Although the rifle inside was seriously worn, there was no dirt.

In sharp contrast, the soldier's military uniform was covered with patches, with burrs on his collar and cuffs, and white salt stains caused by evaporation of sweat on his chest.

Finally, Gui Youguang asked the other party several weapons maintenance questions. After hearing this, he sighed, returned the weapon, retreated aside and stopped talking.

It is obvious that the underground party does not have any acting, and the training intensity of the Eighth Route Army is so high.

This is not over yet. The performance of the soldiers in the following bomb drop assessment once again opened the eyes of the condolence group and Zuo Zhong and others.

According to the requirements, ordinary Eighth Route Army soldiers need to throw a four-two-weight wooden grenade to a circle of 35 meters away and within a five-meter circle.

The requirements for officers and fighters at the company level and below, cadres of the agency, and chores are higher. The bomb drop distance is increased to 45 meters, and everyone must pass the test without special treatment.

There are also some cars and bunker models on the training ground, and the assessment personnel have to drop bombs in various terrain and use various postures, which is very close to actual combat.

Xu Enzeng, who was slapped in the face by biabia, was no longer crazy, his face was blue and white, and he returned to a turtle-shrinking state, and he never dared to talk too much again.

Seeing that the Fruit Party became honest, Director Xiao took everyone to a cave and pointed to the soldiers studying inside to continue the introduction.

"Mr. Chen, the leader of the border region said that our sword is not as good as humans, so we must have a sword technique that is stronger than humans, and victory will never fall from the sky.

If the soldiers want to be happy when they hear the war, everyone is competing for the first place, and they are full of honor, military training alone is not enough, and they must be studied with thoughts and culture.
Chapter completed!