Chapter 41 Cross the Nujiang River and kill the devils!

Ten days later, outside the shelter, on an open field, a Sichuan Independent Army Regiment of more than 2,000 men assembled.

"One, one, one, two, one, left, left, left, left, right, left..."

"One, one, one, two, one, left, left, left, left, right, left..."

“The flags are fluttering, the horses are galloping.

Gun on shoulder, knife on waist, blood rushing like a raging tide.

Good man, good man, good man, the country’s reward is today.

Get up quickly, don't be an old sick man;
Let’s unite quickly and don’t let others become scattered and ridiculed.

The country is destroyed and the family is broken, disaster is imminent.
To survive, you must sacrifice your head!"

The loud singing echoed throughout Zenda. After one song ended, the next one started again.

“When the wind and clouds rise, the mountains and rivers move.

The Huangpu Army was established with great momentum, and the revolutionary warriors were loyal to the end.

Fighting with gold and iron, fighting in hundreds of battlefields, taking the vanguard from home and abroad.

Sweep across the country and revive China.

Invincible and accomplished great deeds.

The flags are shining, the drums are beating, the dragons are soaring and the tigers are leaping, the army is mighty and powerful. "

At this time, the Sichuan Army had already been reborn, and their uniform movements made the people of Zenda somewhat unbelievable.

Are these still the same defeated soldiers who harassed the civilians for no reason?
Are these still the cannon fodders who owe debts for meals?
Are these still the same sloppy defeated soldiers?
The gentry who were in charge of the farewell party were also very shocked. Such a big change had taken place in just over twenty days.

This is really incredible.

For a moment, some gentry felt regretful. They thought that leaving such a mighty and powerful army in Zenda might be a good thing. If the Japanese attacked, they could still hold out for a while.

Cun Yunsheng's mouth was almost crooked with smile at the shock of the gentry.

During this period, in order to purchase supplies, Cun Yunsheng offended all these gentry. The main reason was that they thought how much potential a group of defeated soldiers could have.
It would be a waste to support them, and besides, food is very precious.

After all, everyone knows these days that food is a good thing, and no one is willing to give it up.

There was no other way, Cun Yunsheng could only let Milong come with a gun.

After a lot of coercion and inducement, they were able to barely gather more than 2,000 people and more than 20 days of supplies.

That is to say, if he cannot get enough supplies after twenty days, he will run out of ammunition and food.

Since Zenda is so small, it is not easy to gather so many supplies.

The reason they were brought here at this time was naturally to show them that the materials they donated were all for the war of resistance.

The purpose is to enhance their confidence in the war of resistance and make them feel that their supplies are not wasted.

Now it seems that the effect is really good and the gentry are all shocked.

"How is it? My troops are pretty powerful, right?" Cun Yunsheng asked with a smile.

"Yes, I haven't seen such a mighty and majestic army in many years. Commander Cun is indeed from a military family." The gentry representative no longer had the arrogance he had before, but was instead very respectful.

"To be able to train a group of ragged defeated soldiers into a strong army in just over twenty days, such training ability is rare in the world."

Cun Yunsheng chuckled at the compliments from the gentry.

In addition to strengthening their confidence in the war of resistance, it is also a way to show off their muscles and shock them.

After all, he had already regarded Zenda as his logistics base, and the replenishment battalion left here still needed the support of these gentry.

"Everyone, Cun is about to lead his men across the river to kill the Japanese. Zenda City will be handed over to you. I have also left a battalion of soldiers. They will continue to recruit soldiers and be responsible for training. You don't have to worry about the safety of Zenda." Cun Yun said meaningfully.

These gentry are not fools. Calling them here must be because we hope they can cooperate.

"We will definitely cooperate." The gentry representative quickly made the assurance.

As for how much sincerity there was in this sentence, Cun Yunsheng could guess it with his toes. But it didn't matter. When the Japanese army reached Nantianmen, the gentry of Zenda would remember that there was a supplementary battalion in the city, and they would cooperate perfectly.

"Okay, I'll leave Zenda to you." Cun Yunsheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with them. He turned to look at the dark troops in front of him, then took a deep breath and shouted loudly.

"Set off."

Accompanied by loud singing, the Sichuan Army passed through the bustling Zenda, all the way to the outside of the city and into the dense jungle.

Dong Dao's reconnaissance company was responsible for taking the lead. Dozens of scouts were sent out to be responsible for reconnaissance of the team, gathering intelligence, etc.

This carefully selected reconnaissance company is composed of veterans of mountain reconnaissance. They can determine the direction based on the position of the sun and will not let the team get lost.

In the middle are the first and second battalions, with the regiment headquarters following in the middle. The third battalion is responsible for the rear guard and protecting the safety of the logistics.

From time to time, soldiers from the communications company rode their war horses back and forth in the team, constantly issuing various orders.

For a moment, the entire Sichuan Army was in good order, there was no whispering, and everything seemed calm and unhurried.

When a large army is marching, the most important thing is military discipline. The intensive training during this period has allowed the Sichuan Army to develop a certain level of military discipline. In addition, from time to time there are people patrolling on horseback and conveying military orders, so on the surface, the Sichuan Army appears to be well-trained and a strong army.

"It's annoying. Telegraph operators still need more training. It's very inconvenient to convey orders without a radio. Especially when marching in the mountains, problems can easily occur." Cun Yunsheng said with a frown as he looked at the signalmen shuttling back and forth.

Hearing this, Meng Fanle said bitterly.

"Commander, a telegraph operator is not a soldier who can be given a gun and some bullets. He needs a certain knowledge base. Most of our regiment are soldiers who can't read a single word. There are only a few who can understand a map."

"I'm not here to listen to your complaints, but to ask you to solve the problem for me." Cun Yunsheng said unhappily.

In these ten days, his big tree dropped a new batch of equipment.

Five hundred thousand 7.92*57mm bullets, five hundred boxes of wooden-handled grenades, and one thousand 60mm mortar shells.

Five hundred Springfield rifles, one hundred Thompson submachine guns, and two hundred thousand rounds of ammunition.

Ten boxes of Penicillin, a 10W radio, and a 5W radio.

Two Browning heavy machine guns and 20,000 rounds of ammunition.

One 120mm heavy mortar and fifty shells.

Holding so many weapons and equipment in his hands gives Cun Yunsheng his greatest confidence.

Even now, facing the elite troops of the Japanese army, he dared to attack head-on.

"Once we cross the river, the Allies will provide us with a radio station. What will we do if there is no one to operate it?" Cun Yunsheng raised his voice again.

He had already made up his mind that once he captured a town, he would find a reason to release these weapons and equipment.

Now it's just a shot of prevention.

"Ah? Would the Allies be so kind?" Meng Fanle asked in surprise.

"The Allies are rich and powerful, and there must be an arsenal in every town. Isn't it normal to have some radio stations?" Cun Yunsheng said as a matter of course.

Hearing this, Meng Fanle felt that it made sense, and after thinking about it, he said.

"Give me a few more days, and there will surely be extra telegraph operators."

After hearing this, Cun Yunsheng felt much better.

As they were talking, the Sichuan Army had already arrived at the bank of the Nujiang River, and the bridge over the Nujiang River had not yet been destroyed.

Standing on the bridge, you can feel the surging Nujiang River.

"Let's go, cross the Nujiang River and kill the devils." Cun Yunsheng shouted loudly.

"Cross the Nu River and kill the devils."

"Cross the Nu River and kill the devils."

The loud voice resounded throughout the Nujiang River, and accompanied by the surging waters of the Nujiang River, it seemed even more majestic.

(End of this chapter)