Text 027 adaptation ?? The car hadn't arrived at Tái zhuāng yet, but Old Wang had already seen the smoke rising from the ground. As soon as he got off the car, Old Wang saw Lin nurse and several soldiers hugging pig legs and gnawing on them! Da Lao Hei was using a flame thrower to roast a bunch of muddy eggs.

  Old Wang rushed over and kicked Hei Da Ge's butt with a loud thud. As a result, he didn't kick Hei Da Ge but instead hurt his own foot.

  "Hei Da Ge looked up and said, 'What's going on?'"

  Old Wang was furious: "You're using the equipment I used to kill ghosts to have a barbecue party."

  The nurse beside him gnawed on a pig's leg and said: "What's wrong?"

  "It seems like a violation of military discipline."

  Old Wang thundered: "Not just appearance, but violation of military discipline. Fall in!"

  Deng Ying saw that Old Wang was serious. He pulled Old Wang to one side with all his might, but Old Wang really didn't want to go. The military discipline had to be rectified somehow. But Deng Ying just said one sentence and Old Wang's heart for rectifying the military discipline was gone.

  "My fellow brothers have been fighting on the front lines with the devils for several months now. It's great to finally have a chance to relax. I think I'll just forget about it!"

  Old Wang looked at the gathered warriors and thought to himself: "Yes! These guys have been living from day to day for months, without a care for tomorrow. If I don't do something about it today, who knows if there will be an opportunity tomorrow? Alright, let's just forget about it for now, but I still need to say a few words or else they'll continue to plunder and pillage in the future!"

  Old Wang lectured on national and ethnic military discipline in front. The soldiers below listened quite attentively. Old Wang thought to himself: If my teacher had lectured like this when I was in school, I would have fallen asleep long ago. Then Old Wang ordered everyone to disperse and continue.

  "Hei Da Ge shouted from over there: 'Old Wang's last piece of braised pork leg is left. Do you want it or not.'"

  Old Wang jumped up and shouted: "Who the hell is competing with me for whom I'm in a hurry." As he spoke, he rushed over.

  The people around Taierzhuang have never seen troops having a picnic together, so many people came to watch. Of course, there were also some perverts who came to see the female soldiers.

  Everyone had eaten enough, and Old Wang gathered everyone into the big tent for a meeting.

  Old Wang said: "Our troops used to be under the 88th Division, now they belong to my jurisdiction. Today I'm going to reorganize here, do you have any objections?"

  The old black man said: "Everyone's life was saved by you, how can we organize you?"

  Old Wang said: "At the time of the 88th Division, the troop formation was relatively large. This time, many officers' ranks will be reduced after reorganization."

  Deng Ying said: "Old Wang, don't be polite, we were battalion commanders in the local army back then! When we got to Huangpu, we became ordinary soldiers. This doesn't count for anything."

  Old Wang took a look and thought Deng Ying had made his attitude clear, so he thought it was good that he agreed.

  "We now have a platoon organization. Under which there are four squads, each squad has ten people in the combat team. The first squad is fully equipped with American submachine guns and is responsible for charging, led by Big Black."

  The whole room erupted in warm applause. Da Lao Hei shouted: "Old Wang, you think you can buy me off just because you're a squad leader? Think back to when we were both company commanders in the Northeast Army!"

  Everyone burst out laughing after hearing it.

  Old Wang continued: "The second class is fully equipped with carbines, Class Leader Deng Ying."

  Applause erupted again in the auditorium, and Deng Yingchao bowed to everyone.

  "Three squads are all equipped with flamethrowers, led by Squad Leader Sai and Wang. Responsible for clearing out stubborn enemies. And the replenishment of troops." As soon as Old Wang said this, everyone was shocked.

  Sai Shuang Wang hastily stood up and shook his head saying: "I won't be able to."

  Indeed, Sai Kung's military commander has not participated in a formal battle for nearly a month. It is already difficult to be a soldier on the front line, and it would be even more difficult if he were still called upon to be a squad leader.

  Old Wang saw everyone's confusion and said: "The flame thrower is a new type of individual weapon. Many old soldiers in your three classes regard it as an auxiliary weapon, while Sai Erwang has culture and accepts this new type of weapon quickly." The American mechanics all say that there is nothing more to teach him.

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  Everyone present nodded in agreement after hearing Old Wang's explanation. The three class leaders were thus confirmed. Big Black said, "Old Wang, it seems like you still haven't assigned tasks to two people?"

  Old Wang smiled and said: "Needless to say! Lin nurse is the head of the medical class, deputy head and team member."

  Everyone burst out laughing, from start to finish, it was just one person.

  Lin nurse also said: "Old Wang, you promised me three people's staffing, I can recruit two more now."

  Everyone applauded and cheered at Nurse Lin's clever comeback. Old Wang looked embarrassed and said, "Good, good."

  Finally, Old Wang declared himself the leader of this row, with final say on all matters within it. In short, it was a patriarchal dictatorship. Old Wang's proposal drew strong protests from the American soldiers. Old Wang thought to himself: Chinese soldiers are still better! When ordered to charge, they charged; when ordered to die, they died without surrendering. There weren't so many problems with them.

  The next two days everyone went to Tai'erzhuang for on-site exercises. The effect was satisfactory. However, the troops were more familiar with the situation in Zhuangzi.

  On the third day, Old Wang gathered everyone together again and said: "From today on, we will start training in mobilizing the masses."

  The soldiers below stared with wide eyes. What kind of training is this that I've never heard of?

  Old Wang explained: "Ten dollars for each soldier. My requirement is to build thirty machine gun forts at the location on this map in my hand. Form a fort group. The money is fixed. How to build the fort depends on your own skills. I think one person can't build a fort alone. So you need to mobilize the surrounding civilians to help you."

  A soldier underground asked, "Squad leader, what's the use of ordinary civilians. As soon as they hear gunfire, they run out five miles away. In those years when crossing the river in Nanjing, those damn boatmen would jump into the water and slip away if you relaxed a bit. They refused to go back to the other side of Swallow Cliff even if they died."

  Everyone came out of that dead city of Nanjing. They all nodded in agreement.

  Old Wang thought to himself: The opportunity to change your way of thinking has arrived. He asked: "Why did we lose the battle?"

  Some soldiers said: "Officials are afraid of death." Some said: "Weapons are not as good as people." In short, it's all strange and bizarre.

  Old Wang slapped the table and said: "Wrong, because you haven't realized yet that this is a national war, a people's war."

  "Why don't boatmen in Northeast China and Nanjing want to ferry you?"

  "Somebody below replied: 'Afraid of death!'?"

  Old Wang said: "It's precisely because they're afraid of death. You say, if they knew what the Japanese did to the poor people in Nanjing, would they still be afraid of death?"

  The people below also said: "It's all just one death, what else is there to be afraid of?"

  Old Wang sighed, "Our people don't understand what a country or ideology is. In their hearts, family and life are the most important things. So you must tell them everything you've seen, heard, and know about the brutal behavior of the Japanese. At that time, our nation will not just be us alone. We will have the support of all Chinese people behind us."

  The soldiers underground listened to Lao Wang's explanation and seemed to understand but still obeyed the order, turned around and went to lead the Great Ocean to dig fortifications.

  Old Wang stood still, feeling a little scared. He thought to himself: "These thirty people of mine won't be able to change the entire Nationalist army, will they? If the Nationalist army learns how to mobilize the masses like this, then perhaps socialist New China might not necessarily have come into being."

  It's really scary!

  Two days later, Old Wang brought three squad leaders to inspect the bunkers built by the brothers.

  Tai'erzhuang is a place where the mountains and fields are all covered with stones. The army has guns, so people are relatively afraid of this place. Moreover, brothers also give money. A landlord even contributed his own cement. It's said that this landlord will move to Chongqing soon, leaving these building materials useless.

  This bunker is built with large stone blocks. The seams are filled with cement around it. Add a few machine gun holes. Some farmers who don't understand think the army has come to help them build a place to store grain! Even the ventilation hole was left intact.

  Thirty pillboxes are scattered throughout the village, forming a pillbox group. It seems to be disorderly, but in fact, it was designed by several old soldiers with actual combat experience. Even the height of the gun ports is designed according to the height of the Northwest Army's Maxim guns. There are very deep trenches between each pillbox, which can be used for both attack and defense. However, this is a top-secret known only to a limited number of people.

  Lao Wang felt that he had been enough in Taierzhuang and it was time to return to Xuzhou.

  As soon as they arrived at the gate of Xuzhou City, Lao Wang's beautiful car was stopped. Lao Wang stuck his head out of the driver's window and saw that it was Li Xingxu.

  Old Wang smiled and said: "Director Li, where are you going?"

  Li Xing Shu hastily wiped the sweat from his face and said: "Hurry up and drive, to the war zone commander's headquarters. General De is looking for you with an urgent matter."

  Old Wang looked at Li Xing Shu's expression and knew it wasn't a small matter. He asked: "What's going on, spill the beans."

  Li Xingxu smiled bitterly and said: "The latest military situation I just received this morning, Han Fuqu withdrew from Jinan without firing a shot."

  Old Wang was shocked, when he left the Japanese army's eastern line group had not yet landed, and in just a few days Jinan was lost. In history, Han Fuju also put up some resistance! How did it become that not a single shot was fired?

  As soon as he entered Li Zongren's office, he saw him and a group of senior staff holding a combat meeting. Seeing Lao Wang arrive, he immediately asked Xu Zude to continue presiding over the meeting. He himself pulled Lao Wang into the secretariat.

  Li Zongren sternly ordered his secretary to go out.

  Without yielding his seat to Old Wang, he said directly: "I saw the telegram you sent from the telegraph office a few days ago. It was in an urgent tone, I hope you don't mind."

  Old Wang smiled and nodded, thinking to himself that it was originally just for you to see anyway.

  Li Zongren immediately said: "I now want to know how great is the possibility of Han Fuju going over to the enemy."

  Old Wang thought that history had already deviated, but since he was asked, he couldn't help but answer. He gambled that history wouldn't deviate too much.

  Old Wang said, "The things that the Japanese spies sent to Han Fuqu a few days ago have been returned by him. He also scolded the traitors. So the possibility of his surrendering to the enemy does not exist. However, the idea of passively avoiding battle and preserving strength is definitely there."

  Li Zongren said: "Hunan Army, this intelligence is related to the hundreds of thousands of troops in the five war zones. You must get it for me accurately."

  Old Wang stood at attention and said: "The task must be completed."