Although he didn't agree with this group of guys violating discipline when they were fighting, Zhao Gang didn't immediately speak out against it, but lowered his head and carefully looked through the information in his hand, and listened to the group of people continue to discuss.

Li Yunlong still spoke in a bold tone, he smiled honestly, rubbing his hands, like an old farmer who saw the fruits all over the ground:

"The Kwantung Army!"

"The devil Kwantung Army, known as the 'Flower of the Imperial Army'!"

"I've been working with devils for so many years, but labor and management haven't seen the Kwantung Army yet!"

"Haha, this time it's God who has opened his eyes, and he can finally open the meat, and labor and management have finally tasted the taste of this 'flower of the imperial army'!"

Speaking of this, Li Yunlong sighed and sighed, with some regrets:

"It's just too little, there's only one squadron!"

"I can only make a tooth sacrifice."

Between the words, he was not afraid of the so-called devil elite, and even disliked too little.

Elite?

Labor and management are the elite!

The more elite the devil, the better it tastes and the chewier it is.

Li Yunlong's words made everyone in the conference room obviously more energetic, and they were full of anticipation for the upcoming battle, and they began to gear up and be eager to try.

Among them, the monk's reaction was the most violent, and his fists creaked.

Kwantung Army?

I don't know how the sword skills of this elite Kwantung Army are?

Can you catch my Shaolin Kung Fu?

This Wei monk, who was excited when he smelled blood, was almost unable to control himself.

Holding the information and pricking up his ears, Zhao Gang looked up at the expressions of this group of people, and his heart was a 'pop'.

Finished!

Unless the superiors are in person now, no one can stop this group of guys.

Originally, he wanted to wait for the battle plan of this group of people to be drawn up, and then suggest that the battle plan be submitted to his superiors and ask for the support and consent of his superiors, but now he proposed to inform his superiors of the battle plan, for fear that he would be hated by the whole regiment.

Especially Li Yunlong.

This guy might turn his face right away.

No, it's the kind that will definitely turn around immediately and greet the whole family!

Thinking of this, Zhao Gang put down the intelligence information and map in his hand, looked at Li Yunlong's grinning face, and he felt a faint pain in his temples on both sides.

This guy is weird!

Unlike most other officers, Li Yunlong had no interest in the military exploits that others valued.

In this guy's opinion, the so-called military exploits are all false, what honors, what commendations, and what heroic models are all nonsense, giving him a commendation order, a bunch of honorary titles, promotions or something, it is purely a waste of paper, it is better to allocate an extra bullet to him.

What he was really interested in was the real stuff, weapons, ammunition, food supplies, warriors.

It's a battle!

Now that this information is reported to the higher-ups, it is very likely that the battle will not be the turn of the independent regiment, or it will not be the independent regiment alone, which is 100,000 times more serious than robbing Li Yunlong's military exploits.

This guy will not only turn his face with him, but he may also carry a big blade, although he will not really cut himself, but the friendship that has just been established is definitely a knife in two.

What's even more troublesome is that his personality is also impregnated with the subordinates around him.

Kong Jie is fine, but the rest of the independent regiment and even the whole regiment are almost infected with this character, belligerent, fierce and decisive, and not afraid of death, not caring about the rewards and honors in the name, but focusing on the real gains.

Even, even the recruits who have only been in the independent regiment for about half a month have begun to show this momentum.

It's a horrible guy.

If I propose to submit the battle plan to my superiors now, I am afraid that it will be ······

Thinking about it, Zhao Gang felt that his head hurt even more.

It's good for this character to fight, but it's also first-class to cause trouble.

"Our goal this time is to annihilate all of them, five hundred devils and puppet troops, and not one will be left, so all three battalions and artillery companies will be dispatched, and as for the garrison of the base area, it will be handed over to the independent battalion of recruits."

"Deputy Head Kong, this time you are in charge of garrisoning Yang Village!"

Li Yunlong looked at Kong Jie.

Kong Jie glanced at Li Yunlong and nodded.

He understood what Li Yunlong meant.

The higher authorities have recently formed a new second regiment, and the weapons and equipment and initial soldiers have been combined in place, only the position of the regiment commander is still vacant, not surprisingly, the new second regiment is his, for the position of the regiment commander, he can't make mistakes recently, at least, he can't take the initiative to make mistakes.

The other three battalion commanders also breathed a sigh of relief in an instant, especially Zhang Dabiao, whose face was as tense as a door panel was instantly released.

Subsequently, Zhang Dabiao still frowned:

"Regiment commander, this iron-based puppet army, but unlike our puppet army here, this group of people has Japanese specifications, and the officers in the army are also Japanese, and their combat effectiveness is comparable to that of a devil's second-line division."

Zhang Dabiao has been in the Northwest Army, and he knows very well what the iron-stone puppet army is. It was a group of outlaws who were recruited every day, fighting and catching up, coupled with the devil's military training for three or four years, it was not a security force that could be blown away with one shot on the North China side.

He continued:

"Counting the three battalions and artillery companies in our regiment, all of them add up to more than 1,300 people, and it is not easy to completely annihilate a 500-strong devil puppet army."

"Although Iron Wolf Valley is suitable for ambushes, our forces cannot form a big bag to fit these five hundred people."

"When the time comes, once our artillery shows up, the devils will definitely break through and retreat to Taiyuan, and the Iron Wolf Valley is only about a hundred miles away from Taiyuan, and the cavalry of the Taiyuan devils can reach it by road in two hours."

In the past ambush warfare, in the face of the ambush of more than ten times the strength of the Eighth Route Army, the reason why the devils dared to resist stubbornly on the spot, and the battle was finally eliminated in a few hours, was because the Eighth Route Army lacked weapons and ammunition, and there was no heavy firepower, and they could resist by relying on cars or ridge bunkers casually, but once the artillery of the independent regiment appeared, these bunkers were useless, and the devils were not stupid, and they would definitely fight and retreat to Taiyuan, or look for commanding heights and solid position bunkers.

In just two hours, with more than twice their strength, it is almost impossible to eat all of this gang of devils and puppet troops, and as soon as the reinforcements from Taiyuan arrive, the independent regiment must retreat.

The others also looked at Li Yunlong, and they all had the same meaning in their eyes.

Zhao Gang also looked at it, and planned to take this opportunity to mention the words of asking his superiors for help from other troops.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Li Yunlong first smiled and continued:

"What about the business this time, the price is calculated according to the head, five hundred devil puppet army, eighty kilograms of weapons and ammunition per head, and more..."

Speaking of this, Li Yunlong deliberately paused for a moment, he looked at everyone's eyes, which were obviously more murderous than before, and continued:

"In addition, for every devil puppet army killed, there is a bucket of canned pork."

"The kind of canned pig's head that the whole group ate last time, one bucket per person!"

"Five hundred heads, five hundred barrels of canned pig's heads!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a squirming sound in the throat, and everyone's eyes suddenly turned red.

It was as if a herd of running pigs had crossed their eyes.

That's five hundred fat pigs with white flowers.

Even Zhao Gang subconsciously swallowed his throat, and began to seriously think about how to use the strength of an independent regiment to annihilate these five hundred devil puppet army, the kind that would not let go of any of them.

It's not that everyone hasn't eaten meat, although the Eighth Route Army is poor, it won't be able to afford to eat a meal of meat for a month or two.

However, usually eating a ball of meat at most each person has a tooth sacrifice, one or two pieces of meat per capita is very good, pigs in this era are small and grow slowly. Moreover, the meat cooked in a big pot of rice during the war does not taste good.

The canned meat produced by the system is all refined with chef-level technology, all kinds of spices and condiments are full, fat and thin, and the taste is absolutely five-star level.

Moreover, the key is that the portion is full, and a half-fat pig is topped with a bucket.

Now the independent regiment counts the new recruits, a total of 2,300 people, and five barrels of canned food are enough for the whole regiment to have a good time.

Five hundred barrels, you can stew and eat meat·····

Li Yunlong looked around, and his tone was satisfied:

"In addition, in the next 20 days, each battalion should seize the time to train new recruits, select a part of the outstanding soldiers from the independent battalion of recruits as soon as possible, and expand each battalion to 500 people."

"As long as I have three to one troops, I am sure that I will kill all 500 'pigs'.

"Yes!" Everyone yelled in unison.