Chapter 3o6 It feels so good to be home

After marching day and night, the troops finally returned to the old liberated area, the Malan area of the Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningbo border region, which they had exchanged their blood and lives for. The full-text and ad-free novels are all on Aishang Novel Network biquge.info{Aishang Novel Network biquge.info}

As soon as they entered the area controlled by the border area, the soldiers felt that they had the intention of going home, and the common people who poured out from all directions crowded on both sides of the road to watch their ranks, and the laughter and laughter of adults, children, and women continued, and some young people looked at the equipment in the troops with envious eyes.

Many of these young people are local militiamen, who have fought a lot of big battles, and often cooperate with the main force to fight, and are no strangers to weapons and equipment, and the exclamation is higher than a loud voice: "Oh, so many cannons and water mechanisms, it seems that our main force has won another big battle." ”

Listening to the exclamations of the local villagers, the chests of the soldiers were higher, and some of them even talked to the villagers on both sides of the road: "That's, who are we?" The main force of the Northwest Field Army deserves to win the battle. ”

Some mischievous children also pushed into the middle of the ranks, touching the guns and grenades and other weapons hanging from the soldiers with their white or black hands.

The soldiers from the old Eighth Road were very affectionate to the local villagers, and the soldiers picked up the children who got into the ranks, held them in their arms or marched on their shoulders.

Gradually, the flow of people on the march became more and more, and later it was impossible to distinguish whether the marching team was the villagers or the troops, anyway, regardless of the troops and the common people, people were all mixed together, laughing and walking.

Li Yong was not the only one who was moved by this scene in front of him, but more of the liberation fighters who were captured, the local people taught them a big lesson, they finally understood why the old Eighth Road fought so hard, there are such ordinary people, even if it is worth risking their lives for them.

In addition to the regiment commander Li Yong in the independent regiment, the communications platoon commander Li Jia was also shocked again, this girl who has read a lot of books knows very well the truth that water can carry boats, and she was snatched back by the regiment commander Li Yong to be the eighth road It seems that it is still very correct, there are such people and troops are still worried about not being able to win the world? Still worried about not being able to win the world?

The common people in the border areas knew the difficulties of the troops, and they were very afraid that their troops would be hungry, so they kept stuffing food from their homes into the hands and pockets of the soldiers.

The soldiers told the villagers one after another, take back all the food, our troops are fishing for a big one this time, and they have moved back the Kuomintang war readiness material warehouse in Baoji, and there is a lot of food, and now they are not only full but also very rich, and they have plenty of oil and water.

Everyone is happy, happy to see this mountain, happy to see this water, happy to see the animals jumping around, happy to see every grass and tree in the border area, and even more happy to see the people in the border area, because they are the fathers and villagers who gave birth to them.

The soldiers pushed each other and made trouble, and they were very excited, and the commanders, who were usually very strict, did not seem to see the fighters at this time, and let the soldiers laugh and laugh with each other.

By the time the troops had officially settled down, it was almost noon, and they were busy looking for houses, borrowing things, making bed boards, and cooking sick meals for the wounded and sick.

Since then, the troops have entered a real period of recuperation, and at this point, the Xifu Longdong Campaign has officially ended, and the Northwest Field Army has once again won a heavy victory on the Northwest Battlefield with a stubborn will to fight and a great sense of dedication.

Long live the heroic Chinese People's Liberation Army, long live the heroic Northwest Field Army.

Statistics after the battle show that the battle annihilated more than 47,000 enemies (including the losses of the 82nd Division of the Majia Army) and captured a large amount of weapons, equipment and food.

After the battle, Hu Zongnan's total strength in the northwest still has an advantage, but the initiative of the battle has fallen into the hands of the People's Liberation Army.

Pei Changhui, commander of the Fifth Corps, who fled back to Xi'an, carefully reported the battle to Hu Zongnan, and put most of the responsibility on Ma Jiajun's 82nd Division.

Hu Zongnan, who listened to the report, didn't say anything, but inadvertently smiled bitterly, Yan sù dealt with the commander of the 82nd Division, Ma Jiyuan? If it sounds good, who will deal with it? How to deal with it?

According to intelligence, the 82nd Division, the old army of Ma Jiajun, also suffered heavy losses like Hu Zongnan's Fifth Corps, and the top troops suffered heavy losses. It is estimated that the people who go there do not even have any hope of living.

After listening to the report, Hu Zongnan didn't say anything, but just asked Pei Changhui and the others to go back to rest, gather the troops, and stabilize the morale of the army.

The Northwest Field Army, which was resting in the Malan area, was completely relaxed this time, and the local government and fellow villagers took over all the miscellaneous tasks such as standing guard and keeping sentry; in the words of the local villagers, the task of the troops now is to sleep and eat, and they don't have to do anything else.

The soldiers slept soundly, from night to morning, from morning to the next day, the whole area where the army was stationed was constantly snoring, the soldiers were too tired, and they never got a good rest after the battle of Yichuan.

Listening to the sound of snoring in the army barracks, the villagers who helped with the work were very distressed, and kept telling each other: "Relax your hands and feet, let the children sleep more." ”

An old man commanded a large group of women to boil water for the troops, and this old man kept muttering: "I'm all tired, I'm all tired, damn diehards, if it weren't for my old man, I would have to get a gun and go with them desperately, hey, what's going on with you guys?" Did you hear what I said? Be nimble with your hands and feet, and let the children take a hot bath at night. ”

The women who boiled the water laughed loudly, and one said, "Uncle, you want to fight the enemy when you are old?" I'm afraid I'll use the gun as a crutch when the time comes, right? ”

The old man glanced at the woman who was talking, and then said unconvinced: "What do you girls know, I think that when the old man and I followed Liu Zhidan to become popular, I didn't kill the enemy less, but now I am really old, and I can't catch up with the army." ”

"Uncle, what are you afraid of when you are old? Isn't there still us, this time we have given the enemy a ruthless blow again, and took its Baoji City, and if it continues like this, the Kuomintang is afraid that it will not be able to make trouble for a few years. It was Li Yong, the head of the Independent Regiment, who spoke. ”

The old man opened his eyes wide and looked at Li Yong carefully: "Ouch, isn't this Captain Li, why don't you sleep more?" Don't worry, go back to sleep, you will definitely have the food and hot water ready at night, you will take a bath when you are full of food and drink, and then go and beat them up when you have enough spirits. ”

"Uncle, I've really slept enough, you see, this spirit is full." Seeing Li Yong say this, the old man also opened the conversation box and chatted with Li Yong.

Seeing that the old man and Li Yong were chatting, several women next to him also looked at the head of the People's Liberation Army with great curiosity, and the head of the regiment was not a big man in the local area.

"Just such a person can be the head of the regiment? True or fake? Looking at his appearance, he is in his twenties, when did we have such a regiment commander in the People's Liberation Army. ”

The old man who was chatting with Li Yong was not deaf, and he roared: "What are you girls chirping, do you know what kind of troops we are stationed in?" It is an independent regiment, the most capable unit in our main force, and Commander Li is also a famous hero. ”

"Uncle, don't care what my name is, I'm not a hero, you are an old-timer, call me Dayong when you are old."

The old man was very cheerful: "Okay, then I'm not hypocritical, I'll just call you Dayong, Dayong, I just heard you say that the Kuomintang bunch of rabbits can't make trouble for a few years, is it true or false?" But what is the basis? ”

Of course, Li Yong, who was in a good mood, couldn't say everything, but he could analyze it for the old man according to some ready-made news, and finally Li Yong said: "Uncle, have they taken advantage of us until the enemy enters the border area?" Don't look at the number of them, but a hammer in the east and a stick in the west, no problems can be solved later, you look at our troops, you can see it accurately, and eat it when you get the opportunity, how many people were there when we started? How many are there now? If you look at the guys in the hands of our soldiers, this is only a little more than a year, if the Kuomintang has to let us clean up in another two or three years, have you ever thought about it? That's why I said the enemy wouldn't last long. ”

Li Yong's analysis made the old man and the women who came to work very excited, and they all said that they didn't look at people's age but had something in their stomachs, and they were the material for being the head of the regiment.

After a few days of rest, the cadres and soldiers of the Northwest Field Army completely recovered, and the soldiers' spirits were full, and their faces were rosy, and the dishes on their faces when they couldn't eat enough a few months ago were gone.

The independent regiment returned to the normal training of the past, from physical fitness to platoon, from five-kilometer cross-country to the five major techniques of fighters