Chapter 56 Expansion
"The monk's code name is Big Bad Wolf."
Li Yunlong laughed again and said, "As for the others, you can call them black wolf, white wolf, coyote, or wild wolf."
"Thank you for the name, Captain." Wang Ye saluted and turned back to say, "From now on, the four combat teams of the Wolf Squad will be named Black Wolf, White Wolf, Wild Wolf and Coyote with a serial number."
"The original Black Spade Team was the Black Wolf Team, and Wang Xikui was Black Wolf No. 1."
"The original Red Heart Group was the White Wolf Group, and Wang Gensheng was White Wolf No. 1."
"The original Plum Blossom Group was the Coyote Group, and Liu Dongtang was Coyote No. 1."
"The original Square Group was the Wild Wolf Group, and Li Sigen was Wild Wolf No. 1."
"Now they have all become wolves, haha." Li Yunlong nodded with a smile, "Hey, this is how they look like the Wolf Warriors. What were their original code names? Really."
After a pause, Li Yunlong said, "Oh, there is one more thing."
"From now on, your Wolf Warrior team's weapons and equipment must also be strengthened."
"Each man is equipped with a warhorse, a rifle and a submachine gun."
"The entire Wolf Warrior Squad will also be equipped with two additional Czech light machine guns and two mules and horses."
"As for ammunition, we have 200 rounds for rifles, 200 rounds for pistols, and 2,000 rounds for light machine guns."
"I have already informed Lao Gou. You should go to the supply department to collect weapons and ammunition. Remember, don't save bullets for me when you go out on missions."
"If you don't have enough bullets, go find Lao Gou, he'll give you enough!"
“Yes!” Wang Ye responded, and immediately turned around and shouted, “Everyone, turn right… march in unison!”
After watching Wang Ye lead the Wolf Warriors out of the door, Kong Jie said, "Old Li, you are really generous to the Wolf Warriors. You gave each of them two guns, and you also approved two light machine guns and so many bullets. Aren't you afraid that other soldiers will have opinions about you?"
"Any opinions?" Li Yunlong glared and snorted, "If you have opinions, just bear with it. If they have the ability to bring back so many benefits for our independent regiment like the Wolf Warriors, I will also grant them double guns and war horses. If they don't have the ability, just shut up as soon as possible."
Zhao Gang said, "I agree with Lao Li on this point. The army really cannot be egalitarian. Elite troops like the Wolf Warriors should be equipped with better weapons and given more ammunition, because only in this way can they kill more Japanese and puppet troops more effectively and quickly."
"The Wolf Warriors should be pampered. Good soldiers are made through pampering."
Li Yunlong snorted and said, "Now let's discuss the expansion."
Upon hearing about the expansion, Kong Jie immediately became excited, and Zhao Gang also had some expectations in his heart.
As a regimental commander, of course he hopes that his troops will have more soldiers and better equipment.
Li Yunlong said: "At present, our equipment includes more than 1,300 rifles of various types, 30 light machine guns of various types, 6 Type 92 heavy machine guns, 6 mortars and 3 grenade launchers, and more than 100 pistols."
"This is what I think. Firepower must be concentrated to achieve maximum power."
"So the infantry companies should not be equipped with light machine guns for the time being. Instead, we should concentrate on expanding the machine gun companies in each battalion."
"A machine gun company has three machine gun platoons, each equipped with three light machine guns. In a small-scale battle, a machine gun company can be split into machine gun platoons and assigned to each infantry company."
"But when there is a big war, concentrate the machine guns."
"The same principle also applies to the use of heavy machine guns, which must also be used in a concentrated manner."
Kong Jie said, "Old Li, do you mean to expand a regiment-level heavy machine gun company?"
"Yes, that's what I mean." Li Yunlong nodded, "Six heavy machine guns are enough to equip a heavy machine gun company."
Zhao Gang said: "In this way, our independent regiment will have twelve infantry companies, plus artillery companies, heavy machine gun companies and cavalry companies, that's fifteen companies, probably more than two thousand people!"
"There must be more than 2,000 people." Kong Jie said, "The New 1st Regiment also has 15 companies, which means there are more than 2,000 people."
"Two thousand people are nothing." Li Yunlong said ambitiously, "Political Commissar, and Lao Kong, just wait and see. In less than half a year, I will turn the independent regiment into a reinforced regiment with more than three thousand people!"
Kong Jie said: "If we follow the previous standard, two people per gun, we can now expand into a reinforced regiment of 3,000 people!"
"That won't work."
Li Yunlong said: "I, Old Li, don't do this kind of thing."
"I don't care about other regiments, but in our independent regiment, we will never allow soldiers to go to the battlefield with swords and spears. Soldiers of our independent regiment must have guns!"
"What's the point of calling it a regular army without guns?"
"Beggar troops are looked down upon."
…
It is about thirty kilometers away from Yang Village.
The snow that fell a few days ago has almost melted, making the mountains look mottled and bleak.
Kuroshima Jiro withdrew his gaze from the vast mountains and saw that more than 30 cavalrymen from the cavalry guard squad had driven all the men, women and children in the village to the threshing ground at the entrance of the village.
This is a small village whose name can't even be found on the map.
There are only about a hundred people in the village, including men, women, young and old.
In accordance with the request of the brigade commander Maeda Hide, the Kuroshima Regiment has split up into cavalry squads and launched an attack.
Strive to carry out a , to avenge the Imperial Army and the officers and soldiers of the Imperial Association who were killed in the battle of Huting stronghold.
"Captain!" A cavalryman trotted up to Kuroshima Jiro and bowed, "All the Chinese people in the village have been driven to the threshing ground at the entrance of the village."
"Yoshi." Kuroshima Jiro nodded and said, "Let's get started."
"Hayi." The cavalryman nodded heavily, then turned back and waved at the machine gunner.
The heavy machine gunner, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately pulled the bolt and pressed the pressure iron.
The next moment, the Type 92 heavy machine gun mounted on the edge of the threshing ground began to roar: "Puff, puff, puff..."
Along with the roar of heavy machine guns, the queued civilians fell to the ground one after another. In just over ten seconds, there was no one left standing and the gunfire stopped.
Only the strong smell of gunpowder began to fill the air.
Only then did Kuroshima Jiro throw the remaining half of his cigarette on the ground and stomped it out, then drew his saber and walked forward.
At this time, most of the civilians had been beaten to death, but there were still a dozen people who were seriously injured and lying in a pool of blood, struggling and wailing, including a young woman.
The young wife's abdomen was bleeding profusely and it was obvious that she was not going to survive.
But she was still searching among the crowd like crazy.
"Child, my child." The young wife cried sadly.
"Are you looking for him?" Kuroshima Jiro stuck his saber into the ground, squatted down, picked up a swaddling cloth from the pile of corpses, handed it to his young wife, and said in stiff Chinese, "Your child?"
When the young wife looked closely, she immediately shouted, "Give it back to me, give my child back to me."
As she spoke, the young wife supported herself on her elbows and tried to crawl over to grab the baby in the cradle. Then, as soon as she moved, she groaned in pain and fell to the ground.
She had been mortally wounded.
"Wow, what a cute baby. "
Kuroshima Jiro turned his gaze to the cradle baby.
The baby was no more than three months old. He stared at him with a pair of black eyes and didn't cry.
"Yoshi, Yoshi, what a cute baby." Kuroshima Jiro kept praising, but his eyes revealed a perverted excitement, and his right hand reached for the saber next to him.
“No, no!” The young wife seemed to be aware of the danger and begged miserably, “He is just a baby, please let him go, please let him go, please…”
The young wife's pleading made Kuroshima Jiro even more excited.
This little devil is Kuroshima Morita's younger brother and a member of the royal family.
It is said that royal aristocrats like these should have some humanity and do what human beings should do.
But this does not apply to Kuroshima Jiro, this Japanese guy is a perverted murderer.
"Yoshi, Yoshi." Kuroshima Jiro grinned morbidly and stabbed the baby's lower abdomen little by little with a sharp military knife.
The baby finally cried out in pain.
However, he only cried twice and then there was no more sound.
"Ah..." Seeing this scene, the young wife let out a heart-wrenching wail.
Kuroshima Jiro's expression became even more excited. He pulled the saber out of the baby's body, cut open the young wife's abdomen with another knife, and then implanted the baby inside.
