Chapter 36 Yang Ling's Little Abacus
Yang Ling stepped on the mud and walked towards the back of the team, and Luo Ziqiang followed behind. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Deputy Yang Lian, where are we going to get ammunition and soldiers?" Luo Ziqiang was really confused in his heart, and couldn't help but ask Yang Ling curiously.
Although Luo Ziqiang admired Yang Ling very much, he really couldn't think of where he could get ammunition and soldiers, because everyone was short of ammunition, and every unit suffered heavy losses and urgently needed to replenish soldiers.
If Yang Ling's military rank is a little higher, maybe he can rely on his connections to get a little, the key is that Yang Ling is just a lieutenant and company deputy, and no one will buy such a low-level officer in the army.
Yang Ling slowed down and showed a sly smile: "Old Luo, don't worry, we will definitely be able to get ammunition and soldiers."
Seeing Yang Ling's confident appearance, Luo Ziqiang was even more puzzled, but Yang Ling didn't say anything, and he didn't ask anymore, anyway, we'll see later.
The 61st Division now has two brigades of troops, and their preset position is on the right bank of Yunzaobang, ready to block the little devil from crossing the river, but at this moment it has not yet arrived at the battlefield, and the troops are hiding next to the reeds for lunch, preparing to go over in the evening.
The Chinese army has completely lost air supremacy, and now the planes of the little devils are circling in the sky every day, constantly bombing the Chinese troops heading to the front line in depth.
In order to avoid excessive losses of troops, many troops going to the front line will choose to hide during the day and march at night, so as to avoid the bombing of devils, of course, this is also a helpless move.
Xiong Dawu, the commander of the first company of the third battalion, was sitting on the damp ridge, holding the head of the nest and gnawing, and the debris of the head of the nest was stained with his mouth.
His eyes glanced at two people coming from a distance, and when he looked at it, the person walking in front of him was tall, wasn't it the deputy named Yang Ling who was supplementing the company.
The reason why Xiong Dawu was deeply impressed by Yang Ling, in addition to Yang Ling's sense of uprightness in his tattered military uniform, was also an important reason why he knew how Yang Ling, the company deputy, came from.
The reason why Yang Ling was able to be promoted to company deputy was that the old smoking gun took five oceans to the battalion commander in exchange for it, Xiong Dawu also muttered that the old smoking gun must have burned out his brain, and he didn't even help himself to be promoted, but actually helped an outsider to be promoted to company and deputy officer.
Although this kid looks like he has such a heroic spirit, but he can't waste five oceans, Xiong Dawu shook his head secretly in his heart, although Shi Bei was impressed for three days, he felt that the old smoking gun was becoming more and more lacking in his brain.
But what Xiong Dawu didn't know was that the reason why the old smoking gun took Dayang to the battalion commander and quietly helped Yang Ling to be promoted to company deputy was also based on his own small calculations, that is, he hoped that Yang Ling could stay in their company instead of being poached by the rest of the people.
The old smoking gun has been in the army for more than ten years, although he is still a small company commander for many years, but his ability to see people is not bad, knowing that Yang Ling is not an ordinary person, he wants to keep Yang Ling, so that they may be able to live longer, of course, these are not Xiong Dawu can understand.
In Xiong Dawu's eyes, the old smoking gun exchanging the ocean for Yang Lingsheng's deputy is completely a loss-making deal, that is five oceans, and Xiong Dawu feels distressed when he thinks about it.
Xiong Dawu thought of this, and the two of them stuffed the nest head into their mouths, patted the mud on their buttocks and stood up, Damn, Lao Tzu wants to see what this kid has today, so that the old smoking gun can be held so painstakingly.
Yang Ling and Luo Ziqiang were wandering around looking for a target, and when they saw the oncoming company of Xiong Dawu, they secretly said in their hearts, I'm sorry, I'll start with you today.
"I said Platoon Commander Yang, this is the deputy of the company, congratulations." Although Xiong Dawu said congratulations, his tone did not mean congratulations at all, but had an ironic meaning.
Yang Ling knew that this Xiong Dawu and the company elder didn't deal with each other, and he didn't care if he sneered at him: "Thank you Company Commander Xiong."
Damn, this kid is quite thick-skinned, Xiong Dawu looked at Yang Ling with a smile on his face, and scolded in his heart.
"What's the matter, Deputy Yang Lian, what's wrong with us?"
Yang Ling smiled: "I heard our company commander say that the company leader Xiong has good marksmanship, isn't my hand itchy, I want to learn from the company commander Xiong."
As soon as Yang Ling's words came out, a sense of pride rose from Xiong Dawu's heart, and he was suddenly a little fluttery, damn, the old smoking gun told the truth this time.
If the third battalion Xiong Dawu said that he was the second in marksmanship, then no one dared to say the first, and this was the only thing he could do in front of the old smoking gun.
However, Xiong Dawu immediately reacted, the old smoker sent this kid to test his marksmanship, maybe he had some bad intentions, and he had to be cautious.
Xiong Dawu squinted at Yang Ling, his thin body was straight, although he was standing so casually, he exuded a temperament that he couldn't speak, just like those chiefs who came out of Huangpu.
This kid shouldn't be a graduate of Huangpu, Xiong Dawu muttered in his heart, but thinking that this kid was the sixty-first division before, so he concluded that Yang Ling was not a graduate of Huangpu, because he knew that there was no Yang Ling as a person in the division who graduated from Huangpu.
"Since Deputy Yang Lian wants to learn from each other, then I can't refute your face, don't you, you say, how to learn from each other?"
Xiong Dawu is ready now, teach this Yang Ling, who doesn't know the height of the sky, don't think that you can challenge me if you find someone casually, I want to see what kind of goods you are looking for, there are a few catties and taels under your hands, and it is worth your praise for him.
Seeing Xiong Dawu confidently agree, Yang Ling's heart showed a hint of joy, since you agreed, then it's no wonder to me.
Luo Ziqiang, who was following behind Yang Ling, was confused now, didn't he say that he was looking for ammunition and soldiers, why did he suddenly compare to marksmanship?
"Company Commander Xiong, if it's too boring to just learn marksmanship, why don't you raise the stakes?" Yang Ling lit up the 38 big cover rifle in his hand: "This gun was captured from the little devil, and it is new."
Xiong Dawu was originally salivating at the old smoking gun and the 38 big cover rifle in their hands, and when he saw Yang Ling taking the initiative to raise the bet, he sneered in his heart, Lao Tzu let you lose without any pants.
"Since Deputy Yang Lian is so Yaxing, then I have to accompany him to the end," Xiong Dawu beckoned to the back: "Bring ten grenades."
Luo Ziqiang saw Xiong Dawu, who was full of confidence, and then looked at Yang Ling, who was standing there silently, and suddenly realized at this moment that his feelings were to rely on strength to win ammunition, and he admired Yang Ling.
When the people of the first company heard that their company commander was going to compete with the old smoking gun and the deputy company commander of their company, they all gathered around, ready to watch a good show.
In their impression, there were a lot more marksmanship than their company commanders, but there was no one who could win, and they could already imagine the embarrassed appearance of Yang Ling losing and going back.