Chapter 542: Half of Me in the Military Merit Medal

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"The main force of the Sichuan Army's Independent Regiment broke through the encirclement of the Japanese puppet army from Laishui and went in the direction of Muma County, it should take less than two days, they should be able to go back!"

The news of the great victory of the Sichuan Army's independent regiment in a volcano near Laishui and nearly 3,000 puppet troops fought fiercely for more than an hour, annihilating more than 1,000 puppet troops with a very small amount of money, and chasing and killing more than 10 miles and corpses all over the field.

"Although the battle lasted for more than an hour, in fact, in the face of the puppet army that was twice as large as theirs, the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment still defeated the puppet army head-on in less than thirty minutes, and the rest of the time was a one-sided massacre of the puppet army - according to the information we obtained, the number of casualties of the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment did not exceed three hundred, and the total number of casualties did not exceed five hundred, while the puppet army, the number of casualties alone was close to 1,500 people......

In the division headquarters of the Eighth Route Army, after the division commander introduced the battle situation of the volcano, he put down the small notebook, raised his eyes and looked at the several regiment commanders in the audience and said: "Everyone, do you think that if the battle of the volcano is fought by you, can you achieve better results than the independent regiment of the Sichuan Army?" ”

Many regiment commanders looked at each other and did not speak, although the combat effectiveness of the puppet army was not very good, but nearly 3,000 to more than 1,000, they could only say that they could win the battle to the greatest extent, but to say that they had killed more than 1,000 enemies and only killed and wounded more than 200, no one dared to brag about this bull.

"I can ......"

Thunder stood up with his neck and yelled, the thunderous sound almost like he was arguing with someone.

"Crazy Thunder, we know you can, you can ...... better than the division commander"

Han Xiaolei sneered unceremoniously, Ding Shan and the other regiment leaders laughed together, everyone knows Lei Ming's virtue, others say that he can't, but he wants to say that he can, he loves to be in the limelight and show off.

"Hehe, I don't dare to say that I can be better than the teacher, but I can be better than your surname Han - I can't even beat you up with a mother-in-law?" Lei Ming glanced at Han Xiaolei and said triumphantly.

Hahaha......

Many regiment commanders obviously knew about Han Xiaolei and his wife Wang Ranran, and they all laughed wildly, even the division commander, who had never shown his colors, couldn't help grinning, obviously he had heard Han Xiaolei afraid of his wife's troubles.

Han Xiaolei's face was flushed, and he gritted his teeth: "Crazy Lei, don't want to leave after the meeting, I'm not done with you!" ”

"Hmph, I'm still afraid that you won't make it - no matter how time we fight, I'll push you to the ground and beat you fat!" Thunder was even more proud.

"Shut up, you are all the head of my ****, not buying vegetables in the bazaar, noisy and shouting, what kind of system?"

The division commander patted the table, pointed at Lei Ming and said: "You sit down for me, I have a headache when I see you - if you were as good at fighting, the little devil would not be as arrogant as he is now......"

The crowd burst into laughter again.

Lei Ming was only the division commander's words and everyone's laughter was praising himself, and he smiled: "Division commander, my Lei Maniac is very powerful, but he is not bad at fighting - a volcanic battle, from the command to the soldiers' combat quality and the final results, the performance of this Sichuan Army Independent Regiment is indeed impeccable, and it is unlikely that ordinary people will fight as beautiful as them, but one thing should not be forgotten, what kind of equipment is used by the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment now - it is simply something that the landlord can afford!" ”

According to the battle report, there were all 38 rifles, more than a dozen or twenty crooked machine guns, and dozens of grenadier canisters......

As soon as these equipment were mentioned, Han Xiaolei, Ding Shan and the other regiment leaders had red eyes, and saliva flowed out a few feet long, just like an old man who had been hungry for several years saw a bowl of oily fat meat.

"Division commander, if you give me the same equipment as the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment, my regiment will be able to fight as well as they can, and I can fight better than them!"

Lei Ming said with a grin: "If the division commander doesn't believe it, you can equip me with the same equipment as the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment, won't you know if you try it?" ”

"Haha, Crazy Lei, I knew you had something to say, so you used to block our division commander here!"

"That is, if the division commander can equip such good equipment, our regiment will be more beautiful than your thunder, if you don't believe it, you can try it......"

Ding Shan and the other group leaders laughed strangely, and Han Xiaolei was the one who jumped the highest.

"Shut up, look at me, do you look like the one who can make guns?"

The division commander said angrily: "The Sichuan Army Independent Regiment is now well equipped, but it is also shot back by others, but it is not something that people want to ask for if you have the ability to fight yourself!" ”

"If we don't hand over the things we have captured, they will definitely be richer than their Sichuan Army Independent Regiment!"

Several regiment commanders muttered in their hearts, but they would never say it, the discipline in the Eighth Route Army, this obvious self-interested idea and the idea of forming a small group will be criticized, although Lei Ming is an old fritter who doesn't care about these at all, but no one wants to read it in front of several regiments with a guarantee at every turn.

"Let's get down to business!"

The division commander said: "This meeting, firstly, is to learn the combat experience of the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment and absorb it for its own use, on the other hand, Lei Ming Han Xiaolei Ding Shan, you are most familiar with Lu Yuan, and have a friendship, their Sichuan Army Independent Regiment is making a fortune this time, but without the cooperation of our Eighth Route Army, their regiment wants to achieve such a big result at one time and get so many captures, it is also impossible, I mean, you wait for Lu Yuan to come back, take the opportunity to learn, and ask him if he can divide the capture into a part of us... … The fruits in the military merit medal should also be half of our Eighth Route Army...... Especially those grenadiers, it's good......"

At the end, the division commander himself couldn't help but blush, hehe, hehe, hehe.

The regiment commanders also laughed, they could see it, it was clear that the division headquarters heard that the independent regiment of the Sichuan Army had dozens of grenadiers, and they began to blush.

Not only the division headquarters was red-eyed, but Lei Ming and the others were also red-eyed, the little devil's grenadier was light and easy to carry, and it hit far, it was as good as a small mortar, and for the Eighth Route Army, which lacked artillery support, it was definitely much greater than the temptation of the old beggar to face the braised pork.

"Regiment commander, we also want these grenadiers, but you should also know that the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment is a team with a long road, not the sequence of our Eighth Route Army, if you can ask for it, but people have to agree......

Han Xiaolei said with a bitter face: "There are more than 20 grenadiers, if I have a few..."

"Not to mention more than twenty, that bastard has at least fifty or sixty doors......"

As soon as the words came out, Lei Ming hurriedly covered his mouth, but unfortunately it was too late!

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