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Published at 19th of February 2022 06:46:23 AM


Chapter 105

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Li Yunlong finally fell ill. It was a miracle that he could reach zhaojiayu safely. Maybe he was too nervous all the way. He fell down instantly as soon as he arrived at zhaojiayu.

Guo Lingfeng sent monk Wei to a doctor dozens of miles away. It is said that the doctor has good medical skills. He has successfully cured several patients with malaria before.

After seeing the old man, monk Wei didn't want to ask him for more money. Monk Wei knelt down for him, but it was still useless. In his anger, monk Wei directly picked up the old man and left. He carried him for dozens of miles and took him directly to zhaojiayu.

The old man was forced to treat Li Yunlong. He did have some real skills. According to the prescription prescribed by the old man, he grabbed the medicine and fried it for Li Yunlong. The disease was lighter on the spot. After eating for a few days, Li Yunlong gradually got better, but he was weak. He was too tired to walk down for two steps.

During this time, Guo Lingfeng was busy. Li Yunlong could not preside over the work, but had to rely on him alone - after Kong Jie left, the independent regiment did not have a deputy head, and the position of chief of staff was still empty.

He resumed contact with all battalions and companies, and Guo Lingfeng incorporated the new people into all the troops, that is, the puppet soldiers.

After this period of ideological education, these puppet soldiers have changed their faces, and all of them have taken on a new look. They no longer have the bad habits of the past.

That day, Li Yunlong lay on the Kang and listened to Guo Lingfeng talk about the situation in recent days. He couldn't help sighing and asked, "how's the situation in the army? Are there many casualties?"

Guo Lingfeng also sighed: "two thirds of the casualties of cadres, only more than 500 soldiers left..."

Li Yunlong murmured, "there are less than half regiments left... Are there any casualties among battalion level cadres?"

Guo Lingfeng couldn't help sobbing: "only Zhang Dabiao came back... Guan Dashan, the second battalion commander, Shen Quan, the third battalion commander, Wang huaibao, the fourth battalion commander, sun Desheng, the cavalry company commander, as well as the first company commander, the third company commander and the fifth company commander... A total of more than 20 battalion, company and platoon cadres died!"

Li Yunlong seemed to have lost his soul and whispered, "how could this happen? Our independent regiment has never suffered such a big loss..."

Guo Lingfeng said quietly, "this time is different from the past. In addition to fighting, we have to cover the transfer of the people, which limits the mobility of the troops. Many soldiers died to cover the people!"

Li Yunlong looked numb and asked, "Lao Guo, do you have any cigarettes?"

Guo Lingfeng was stunned and said, "you're not well yet. Don't smoke!"

Li Yunlong said, "I feel bad. I want to smoke!"

Guo Lingfeng pondered for a moment, took out a pack of cigarettes and a box of matches from his body and handed them to him. Li Yunlong took over, only looked at the cigarette box and immediately stopped.

This is the pack of cigarettes that Lin Xubo touched on the devil!

The tears in Li Yunlong's eyes suddenly flowed down the gate. Li Yunlong, the head of the dignified independent regiment and famous throughout Northwest Shanxi, cried and shouted like a child: "Xiao Lin..."

With only this howl, he choked and could only make some gasping tears.

Guo Lingfeng knew this. He didn't know how to comfort Li Yunlong, so he had to say, "Lao Li, you brought out an iron team! All the cadres and soldiers we sacrificed fell on the road of charging, not one retreated, not one captured!"

Li Yunlong stopped crying and said, "Lao Guo, I promise, in less than a year, our independent regiment is still a main regiment and an Iron Army!"

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Soon after more than half a month, Li Yunlong finally recovered. After he recovered from his illness, he immediately called all battalion, company and platoon cadres to the League Headquarters of zhaojiayu for a meeting.

Most of these cadres were newly appointed after this breakthrough, and the previous casualties were too great. Guo Lingfeng looked at the young faces. More than half of them were younger than him.

Everyone moved a small bench in the yard, and Li Yunlong stood in front and began to speak.

"Look at Xu Zhigeng, the platoon leader of an independent regiment, hanging two bastard boxes?" Li Yunlong joked. "The multiple of the telescope is higher than that of Lao Tzu! Your boy can beat the harp?"

Everyone laughed at him, and Li Yunlong said with a smile: "That's right! Self-sufficiency and self-development. The whole regiment cadres should correct their attitude from me. They should put down the airs of the regular army. What should we be? We should only be Liangshan heroes who gather in the mountains and mountains and mountain kings who occupy the mountains! What's the way to live? Drink a lot, eat meat and divide gold and silver! From now on, our independent regiment will be divided into parts and take platoons as a single unit What has the final say? Completely independent, what is the fight against me? You even have to talk to the platoon leader! Ambush, touch camp, dig traps, hit a stick, kidnap... As long as you deal with devil traitors, you love to do whatever you want!

Everyone listened attentively. Li Yunlong spoke up, and his voice also raised a tone: "why can their devils and traitors drink and eat meat, and we should drink the West and north wind? But I want to make it clear that whoever wants to come to this with the people, I will shoot him! Next, we welcome political commissar Guo to tell you a few words!"

The crowd clapped, and Guo Lingfeng stood up and said: "You should correctly understand what the commander means! He doesn't want you to be a mountain king. He's teaching you how to fight guerrilla warfare! My understanding of guerrilla warfare is not to confront the enemy head-on. We are harassing, sneaking attacks and kidnapping. Anyway, we can do whatever can make the enemy uncomfortable! Doesn't the enemy want to fight against the gongs and drums in front of us ? we won't fight him! If we want to fight, when our strength grows, when the devil doesn't come to us, we will take the initiative to come to the door to fight him! "

Guo Lingfeng took two steps and then said: "You should plan carefully every time you move. I don't care how much you can seize, such as guns, ammunition, medicine, cans, clothes, quilts... Anything! The head and I are born in hardship. You can get some for me. We're not too few! If you can't get anything once, I'll forget it. The head will curse his mother!"

The cadres laughed. Li Yunlong was not embarrassed to sit on the spot. He felt that Guo Lingfeng was really a worm in his stomach. These words were too right for him.

Guo Lingfeng said again, "there's one thing you can't get back!"

A platoon leader asked, "political commissar, what is it?"

Guo Lingfeng said with a smile, "if you get a Japanese woman back for me and the head, we will have no luck! Our Eighth Route Army is not one of the warlords of the Kuomintang. We have married several aunt wives one by one. We don't have those airs! Look, our head is more than thirty years old. Aren't we still single?"

Li Yunlong smiled and scolded, "what's wrong with me being single? You're not much better than Lao Guo! You're still a top student of Yanjing University. Don't you still be single?"

They talked about the excitement here, but they didn't know that a group of women's Rescue Association Women in the yard next door were listening to the soles of their shoes clearly.

A "bosom sister" in her forties joked: "Xiuqin, commissar Guo is actually single! You say, commissar Guo is such a good talent. What kind of girl can match him?"

Yang Xiuqin was about to speak when another "bosom sister" said: "what girl? I think we Xiuqin is good! How good we Xiuqin is? Just like this, who can compare with us in shiliba village? Besides, we Xiuqin is still the director of the women's Rescue Association. Who says we don't deserve the political commissar of the main regiment of the Eighth Route Army!"

Yang Xiuqin blushed and scolded, "what do you chew one by one? Let others hear it later, and don't complain about the village?"

Although she said so, the movement of her hands became slower and slower, and the expression on her face became more and more gentle. After a long time, she couldn't help laughing.




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