Chapter 370

When Li Wei and Ding Heyang returned to the 12th District Team, they found that except for only a dozen left-behind soldiers, civilian personnel and district government personnel, Wang Bao, Chen Jiayao and others were not there.

Li Wei and the others asked the left-behind soldiers to find out that at the end of July, the main combat units of the Eighth Route Army in the three military regions of Hebei, Shandong and Henan took advantage of the Japanese army's launch of the southern attack again, and for the first time, they took the initiative to unite together to gather the forces of five regiments. Under the guidance of guerrillas and armed forces from various places, they launched the Battle of Southern Wei. This was a joint attack on the Japanese army in the central Hebei region, making it not that easy for the Japanese to attack the southern national defense line.

In addition, there are also suspicions of causing the early rebellion of the National Army and the Fuse that stimulated the Japanese army to move south when Li Wei and his team were in Xinxiang County. As long as Li Wei left the main force, he would really go wherever he went. On the other hand, the joint operations of the three war zones also took advantage of the large number of arms brought back this time to test guns with the Japanese strongholds around the base area, and then snatched back some territory. They had all the face.

The military camp of the 12th District Team has expanded a lot more than before Li Wei and his friends left. Now Shijing Village, no, should be called Shijing Town. It originally occupied the military camp beside the old village, but now it accounts for almost one-third of the entire town. The five-meter-wide road at the entrance of the military camp has become the main road of the town, leading directly to the outside of the village. The old houses in the village are on the right side of the town, and the right side is full of new residents' housing, district governments, district health centers and other new facilities. The markets in Shijing Village also have regular fixed trading market shantytowns. It is busy inside and outside the village, and it has changed a lot in just over a month.

In addition to the left-behind soldiers in the 12th District team, there are village militia teams guarding and patrolling in every place in the village. The struggle with the enemy makes everyone in the base area dare not relax their guard at any time. The enemy is unwilling to be more self-reliant and live better and better lives. They always try every means to destroy the militia. The militias are responsible for similar public security patrols, and are also the source of forces for the main force of the Eighth Route Army. Every month, the 12th District team will organize a selection activity to extract military qualities from the militia teams in the base area.

The soldiers entered the main combat unit of the 12th District Team, and the 12th District Team did not hold up an iron rice bowl. If the combat skills were eliminated by the last place in the training and assessment of the internal district team, even the veterans of the main combat company in the district team would be eliminated from the district team and sent back to the militia team in various places. This not only maintained the increasingly strong combat power of the 12th District Team, but also indirectly improved the combat power of the local militia armed forces through the cycle of combat power. Through strict selection and assessment, it was like a large steel furnace, melting pieces of good steel.

After completing the procedures for returning to the team from the civilian staff left behind in the military camp, District Mayor Ji Ping rushed over from the district government and handed over the new appointment letters left by Wang Bao and others to Li Wei and Ding Heyang.

"Company Commander!? When did I become a company commander?" Li Wei, who had not even sat in the position of the platoon leader for a long time, held the appointment letter written in thick mulberry paper in his hand and turned left and right to confirm the authenticity. There was also a large area signing room on it, and Wang Bao's signature. After careful verification, it was accurate. It was not that someone was amusing him. I really didn't expect that after walking around outside, I would become a company commander when I came back. This was more difficult than before, and then a small platoon leader, it was simply a success.

The appointment letter is just a formalism, but Li Wei pays more attention to collection value. The mulberry paper is more durable. After sixty or seventy years, he can also sell a good pension money.

"Can you be a company commander?" Ding Heyang looked at the appointment letter in Li Wei's hand with black and white words on it, appointing Li Wei as the company commander of the fourth company upgraded to the fourth company. Ding Heyang really couldn't imagine that when there were a company with a virtuous warrior Li Wei, how big could the Lu Zi be?!

"What's wrong, we can't be the company commander. I'm also doing it with one shot and one shot. If you don't believe me, ask my fist?!" Li Wei habitually used the reason for his fist. The power came from the gun. A pair of white fists, like white steel, shook in front of Ding Heyang. Ding Heyang was so scared that he was pumping his air conditioner and shrank back. As the saying goes, "Without fighting with martial arts," Li Weijin said, "It's clear that he's old and eats arsenic for life - seeking death."

"What is yours?! Let's take a look!" Before Ding Heyang could answer, Li Wei flashed his hand and took the initiative to snatch Ding Heyang's own appointment letter from Ding Heyang's hand.

After glanced at him, Li Wei turned his head and looked up and down, making Ding Heyang terrified and said stutteringly: "You, what are you going to do!?"

"You are like this?! Still being a instructor?" Li Wei saw Ding Heyang's appointment letter. The 12th district team was expanded from company level to battalion level, and all cadres were promoted to level. Ding Heyang also increased from a small instructor from quantitative change to qualitative change, becoming an instructor. Then to the next level, he was a political commissar who spoke with much weight. At that time, the party branch established in the district team was the top leader and was qualified to manage Li Wei.

"Give you back, I can't even shoot a gun, and I don't know who taught whom?" Li Wei unceremoniously exposed Ding Heyang's scars. Although his own shooting skills on the battlefield were often the time when a blind cat hit a dead rat, Li Wei liked to rely on Fan Guowen's precise firepower cover and unscrupulously kill three in and three out of the enemy pile.

"You, you... don't look down on others!" Ding Heyang's face turned green and he held his anger in a desperate situation. After Li Wei's promise for more than a month, he knew that quarrel with Li Wei could make the dead angry from the coffin.

"Company Commander Li Wei, Instructor Ding! You two, please come with me to change the gun!" District Chief Ji Ping turned a blind eye to the quarrel between Ding and Li, and consciously avoided the war on himself, and took the next step as if he was in charge of doing things.

Compared with the company commander, the platoon leader and the squad leader are at most soldiers, and the company commander is also a relatively formal cadre, and his guns are different from ordinary soldiers.

District Mayor Ji Ping took Li Wei and Ding Heyang to the arsenal of the 12th District Team to change their clothes. As the arsenal in the district military camp, it is naturally impossible to put all the arms owned by the 12th District Team in one place. The arsenal in the camp only preserves the arms for training and general combat, and the number is also small. The main arms inventory, as the lifeblood of the district team, is scattered and hidden in other places, and even the senior staff may not know it, which fundamentally avoids being taken to the enemy spies.

One of the four ordnance administrators in charge of the arsenal took out two barbarian shell guns from the arsenal. The barbarian shell gun was still wrapped in light yellow oil paper, with a faint smell of gun oil. There was also a thin oil film on the gun, which was obviously two pure new guns.

Touching the heavy gunshots, Ding Heyang couldn't help but feel happy and caressed the gun body, as if he was enjoying the cold and hard touch of the gun body, and said, "Good gun, what a good gun!" Twenty German sounds! On the battlefield, especially in close combat, it is definitely much stronger than a bayonet. With this thing, you don't worry about hand-to-hand combat, one shot at a time, and directly knock down the enemy.

After taking the gun holster, embedded the bullets, and carrying the belt on his body, Ding Heyang seemed to have a lot of courage in his hand, and he was so solid in his heart that Li Wei was not panicked by his side.

The real function of short guns to cadres is not to show off and reduce the burden, but to save the time and energy of melee battles with the enemy to command battles, improve combat efficiency, and also provide firepower support to other ordinary soldiers. Therefore, in hand-to-hand combat, those company-level officers who charge on the front line directly eliminate the enemy with one shot in the melee, and they really don’t need any accuracy during melee battles.

"Company Commander Li Wei! Your gun!" The ordnance administrator frowned at Li Wei, without thinking about getting the gun at all, and reminded in a low voice.

"Oh!" Li Wei raised his head, pointed to the dark and shining muffle gun and said, "Can you change it??"

"The gun is not good?!" The ordnance management was a little confused. He had just tested the gun, and it was clearly a brand new and good gun that had not been fired!

"No, no!" Li Wei shook his head and said, "What's the power of such a big cock?! Can you change a powerful one? Look, it's like that one, that one is satisfying!" Li Wei's finger moved to a corner of the armory.

The ordnance administrator looked at the position where Li Wei pointed, and was immediately scared to death. There was only a domineering heavy machine gun in that corner, placing it steadily on a platform. Ding Heyang, Ji Ping and several other ordnance administrators also had an expression of being overly frightened. How could "super" be defined by "super"? This heavy weapon alone had to be carried by four people during transportation.

I really haven't heard of any cadre using heavy machine guns as a self-defense weapon for individual soldiers. This 100-pound heavy weapon is scary enough to hold in his hands.

District Mayor Ji Ping took out his handkerchief and wiped it with a sweat of hot or coldness, and advised: "I said, Wei Zi, can you change one? That one is too scary. If you hold a meeting or something, you can't put it on the conference table. If you don't know, you think you are going to have a group shooting."

Ding Heyang nodded aside. This crazy Li really thought he was still arrogant when he was still there?! See how he could carry the hundreds of pounds, could he still be like the moving firepower running around on the battlefield?! That battle was a fart, and it was all performed by himself.

"That's it!" Li Wei touched his head. He didn't consider this issue. He thought he had enough firepower, but forgot that the size was too large. "Then let's change to a lighter one." Li Wei pointed to the side, with two supporting feet, and pure German goods, and the Zhao family gave it to only a few fine products.

"Okay!" As for Li Wei's request, the ordnance administrator dared not say "no". He held the light machine gun and put it in front of Li Wei, adding two full magazines. Even if Li Wei insisted on the heavy machine gun, the ordnance administrator had to bite the bullet and still give it to him. Li Wei had a great contribution to getting this batch of arms back, let alone one of the five company commanders known as the murderer in the 12th District Team.
Chapter completed!