Chapter 43 Pre-war mobilization

When he was very young, many officers from Beijing were seen. They rode tall horses and crossed the streets in the city.

He didn't see whether the other party's horse was Hequ horse or Western horse, and whether it was the other party's pistol holster was so unique. The most attractive thing was the other party's wide military boots and the tall black boots that were almost as tall as the shorts. Often, he would laugh happily when he saw this.

Zeng Yiyang walked past the queue calmly, with his chest straight, his neat armed belt, and his straight military uniform. In the sunlight, the soft reflected light emitted by the brass buttons was like a color wrapped in a layer of halo, gorgeous and solemn.

The knee-length boots look a lot taller, but for those who wear them, wearing them, unless they are riding a horse, wearing such shoes is simply a pain. Zeng Yiyang tried his best to maintain an excited expression, but the blood bubbles on his feet made him suffer.

You must find a fellow villager and get a few pairs of cloth shoes for yourself, otherwise, if you climb mountains and wade in the future, the first person who loses combat effectiveness will be the military commander. Perhaps, he doesn’t need to charge at the front line, but you can’t let someone carry him to walk!

Zeng Yiyang, who was walking in front, felt that the superposition of power between people was definitely not as simple as ‘1+1=2’, but infinitely expanded.

After crossing the crowd, Zeng Yiyang stood in front of this phalanx. Facing the soldiers, what arose in his heart was not excitement, but worry. As a commander, he could not tell his officers and soldiers how dangerous their situation was. He could only rely on his own speech to allow the soldiers to exert their stronger combat power and get out of the lost path.

Zeng Yiyang cleared his throat and said loudly: "Comrades, it is honored to tell you that you are now the 40th Army of the Chinese Workers' and Peasants' Red Army, the First Division, and the Red Army soldiers of the Advance Regiment. I will serve as your regiment commander, get to know Zeng Yiyang."

In the cold situation, no soldier was actually aware of it. They had to applaud when they paused.

Liu Xianhe also looked at Zeng Yiyang with expectation, but he didn't think the atmosphere was wrong.

In desperation, Zeng Yiyang had to disband the training team and gather together, turning it into a circle and surrounding him, making it easier to communicate.

Zeng Yiyang sat in the middle and looked around the prisoners around him. His terrified expression relaxed a lot, but most of them had restrained faces.

"My comrade, are you married?" Zeng Yiyang specially selected an old-looking soldier and asked about his life, which would help him relax.

The soldiers who were questioned were first stunned, then looked around nervously, and found that everyone was looking at him. They immediately stood up and shouted loudly: "Report to the Chief, First Class Private Wang Qiang, I am not married yet."

Stand up, conquer, lift your buttocks, and answered with full energy. Zeng Yiyang stood up and patted the other person's shoulder gently. He felt obviously that when the palm touched the other person's shoulder, Wang Qiang's body shivered obviously.

It seemed that the other party was afraid of the officers. Zeng Yiyang kept a smile on his face and nodded with satisfaction and said, "Don't be afraid. Sit down and talk. Don't have any worries. We are just chatting casually. No one should regard me as an officer. Our Red Army does not promote this, but treat me as a brother and friend. Don't look at the officers like this Comrade Wang Qiang, who also looks at the officers with the eyes of the old army. Everyone will call me Commander Zeng in the future, and I will try to remember everyone's name."

A few laughs rang out in the crowd. Although they stopped, they finally relieved everyone's nervousness.

"Captain Zeng, Wang Qiang's family is so poor that he doesn't even have the roof. A gust of wind can blow down. Where can he have money to marry a wife?" A prisoner from Wang Qiang's village could not control his mouth for a moment and said it.

Wang Qiang's face was flushed with anger and his eyes were red. He stood up excitedly and shouted behind him: "Your father is sick. Don't you spend money to hire a doctor or buy medicine and spend money. It's not all the money. If the disease is not cured, all the things that can be sold at home have been sold. After he passed away, all the money he borrowed to be buried. What do you think I have?"

Wang Qiang's body was trembling with excitement, and he was not as honest as he was before, but rather like a fighting lion.

"Who told you to sue with the rich man Li's family? If you lose the lawsuit, your father will be sick." The other party's tone was obviously much weaker, and compared to his experience of sympathy for Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang gritted his teeth and said with red eyes: "The land is the life of farmers. Without land, we still have a way out? Li Wenbin is interested in the Feng Shui in our land and insists on robbing it. Could it be that he will take it?"

Liu Xianhe was beside Zeng Yiyang, banging the other party and whispered: "This is the young man who first asked to join us. It is hard to imagine that he is only twenty years old. It is Zheng Biao from Li Wenbin's family who took people to catch him here and became a strong man."

That's right, Wang Qiang is only twenty years old, his family has undergone a sudden change, and his face is full of sorrow overnight. Whether it is hatred or resentment, they are all seeds in his heart, and the thought of resistance always grows.

But he, a plain-headed commoner, could not beat the powerful rich man who had power and power. Zheng Biao, who was guarding the hospital, led two small officials from the local army and captured the army and became a strong man. Needless to say, his land was still taken away by Li Wenbin.

Seeing that the hope of revenge became increasingly slim, he once thought about escaping, but failed several times, but instead suffered several beats. When he didn't even regard revenge as hope, Zeng Yiyang and his team appeared, and the shock brought by them was definitely the momentum that they could not fight against.

After they defeated the entire barracks. Then they thought that they were also soldiers and had to go to the battlefield, so why couldn't they join a team that was good to them? As for whether this team was fighting against landlords or fighting for the poor, they still couldn't tell whether it was a team that was good to them.

Wang Qiang took two steps, came to Zeng Yiyang, and begged: "Captain, let's fight Lijiazhuang!"

"Why?" Zeng Yiyang was not in a hurry. He felt that these soldiers had some grudges against Li Wenbin, so that they could almost no mobilization, so they could sacrifice their lives to attack Lijiazhuang.

Many people became active. Li Wenbin's notoriety was the key to his unbridled bullying of the countryside.

Liu Xianhe, who was on the side, couldn't sit still, quickly pulled Zeng Yiyang out of the crowd, and said worriedly: "Yiyang's situation is wrong. We will lead the team and fight against the white bandits, but it is not to avenge personal grudges."

"Old Liu, although that's what he said, Lijiazhuang must fight. It will not only help us expand our influence in Kaihua and other places, but also help the Red Ten Army better control the junction of the three provinces and facilitate the spread of the revolution. Secondly, our team has insufficient combat effectiveness and cannot keep up with ideological education. In addition, it is still a lack of practical combat. Choosing a relatively weak opponent is our best choice."

Liu Xianhe stared at Zeng Yiyang with a serious expression. He understood that the other party was determined to train troops.

When they went back, most of them were discussing heatedly. When they saw Zeng Yiyang, they were no longer afraid of him. They consciously gave up a way to let Zeng Yiyang enter.

Zeng Yiyang asked with a smile: "I say revolution to everyone, but everyone doesn't understand. But I still want to tell you the mission of our Red Army, but before that, I want to ask everyone. Do you recognize the poor and should help each other?"

Many people nodded.

"How can people think that poor people can get out of their fate of being poor? Have land to grow, have houses to live in, and have new clothes to wear?"

"This kind of good life is not something that poor people can live. When they are not suitable for the past, they can dig wild vegetables. When they are lucky, they will catch fish in the river, which means they will live a good life." A thin soldier said, and he was obviously very excited when he looked.

"Oh." Zeng Yiyang immediately became interested in him and asked, "What's your name? Why did you join the army?"

The other party looked shy and wanted to say but didn't dare to say it. The person beside him laughed.

"Zhou Qing is our 'big girl'. She will be shy when she is seen by a woman. He is a soldier, but his family is not as labor-intensive as a family. In order to save more food, he came here by himself. He took all the settlement expenses home. He is a very stupid boy." A veteran looked like a soldier, wiping his tears and smiling.

"Uncle Du, can you say a few less words?"

"Okay, okay, I won't say it."

...

Zeng Yiyang pressed his hand and signaled everyone to calm down. "After unanimous decision by the regiment headquarters, we decided to take down Lijiazhuang. Now I will announce our military discipline."

"Standing attentively, line up."

"Article 1: No disturbance to the public."

"Article 2: All actions must be followed."

"Article 3: All seized must be handed over to the public."

"Article 4: Officers are not allowed to beat and scold soldiers."

"Article 5: Officers and soldiers are equal."

...

Zeng Yiyang tried his best to make these disciplines simple so that they could remember them.

The first few items did not cause a big response, because these were all new recruits and had not become veterans, so naturally they would not have a layer of yellow skin on the boat, but they were just fish in the village. However, the next few items, about handling the relationship between officers and soldiers, moved many people.

In the old army, beating and scolding had been extended to a means of training, rather than just to demonstrate the superiority of officers.

"Give everyone ten minutes to elect the squad leader through elections under the original squad squad squad leader. Then the regiment headquarters appoints the platoon leader and company commander according to the situation." Zeng Yiyang let out a thunderclap again.

For a moment, the scene was very lively. Everyone devoted themselves to this unprecedented event for them, and choosing a squad leader who cared about people or had excellent military qualities became the choice of most of them.

After a while, more than 40 squad leaders stood at the forefront of the team, most of whom were machine gunners, squad leaders, and deputy squad leaders in the original troops.

Zeng Yiyang and others were still very satisfied with this result. Afterwards, Zeng Yiyang solemnly announced that they would attack Lijiazhuang.
Chapter completed!