"Then will the money we spend on pensions in the future also become less!"

By learning from one example, Zhou Cheng immediately thought of the guerrillas who spent one or two thousand yuan on the ocean after the last anti-sweeping rush ended.

Tang Yufeng nodded: "It can almost lose 60%."

"So much?" Zhou Cheng looked shocked.

Tang Yufeng dialed: "The pensions in other bases generally consist of three parts: ocean, public grain, and a free quota for schooling."

"I plan to do this in the Third Battalion Defense Zone."

"The pension of thirty yuan is reduced to ten yuan. The family of the sacrificed soldiers is exempted from 200 kilograms of public food every year. The family of the sacrificed soldiers is provided with a free quota for school. Those with children are given to their children, those without children are given to their brothers and sisters, and the base area provides them with free schooling, including a lunch meal during their studies."

Two hundred kilograms of public food don't seem to be much, but as the war continues, their value will at least double than it is now.

The number of free school places is even more amazing.

The current illiteracy rate in China exceeds 99%, especially in the countryside. If you look through a village, you may not necessarily find two cultural people.

As long as the families of the sacrificed soldiers can be allowed to graduate from middle school, they will have the capital to leave the countryside and no longer live such a hard life that faces the loess and leaves the sky, and has no meal after eating this meal.

If the soldiers were asked to choose on their own, they would definitely give up thirty dollars and change it to study quotas and food, so that their descendants could live a good life.

Zhou Cheng immediately agreed: "This idea is good, but you must inform the troops in advance to see how their comrades react."

"If the response is good, follow this standard."

Tang Yufeng nodded: "I am already setting standards, and if they are perfected, they will be announced."

After a doubt was resolved, Zhou Cheng immediately turned his attention to another string of data: "Why are there so many drugs?"

"I remember that there were more than twenty seriously injured people in the last anti-sweeping campaign. They consumed the most medicine. Don't be reluctant to let go and finally let the wounded people who should not have sacrificed."

Tang Yufeng shook his head and explained: "Although we seized the Zhangzhuang Town stronghold, we did not seize weapons and ammunition, we harvested a lot of medicines, which was enough to treat the wounded."

"In order to solve the problem of insufficient medicine, Dr. Hu has discussed a plan before: if you encounter serious injuries or critically injured people, you should immediately use Western medicine to save your life."

"After the condition is relieved, if you can use Chinese medicine instead, use Chinese medicine instead to minimize the consumption of Western medicine."

"For this reason, I specially found a Chinese medicine doctor to cooperate with Dr. Hu."

"Because the heavy use of minor injuries is important, the amount of Western medicine we used for this treatment has been greatly reduced. Even the medicines sent by Huang Yonggui last time have not been moved. Adding to the ones I received today, it is enough for 100 seriously injured to use."

"There is also good news. After learning that the guerrillas were reorganized into the National Salvation Army, Dr. Hu decided to stay with us and not leave."

"I want to appoint him as the health team leader of our third battalion, give him a few deputy, and then pick a few people from among the recruits to learn bandage, be a health officer, and form our health team."

"That's great!" Zhou Cheng was happier than Tang Yufeng when he heard this news.

Hu Yiwen was the first to come into contact with and then brought back to the guerrillas. He knew his medical skills very well and wanted to keep him at that time.

But the guerrilla temple was too small and people didn't like it at all.

Zhou Cheng has never given up on this idea and has left him in the guerrillas for various reasons, hoping that he can change his mind.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the guerrillas were reorganized into the National Salvation Army, he was persuaded.

As if he was afraid that he would go back on his word, he quickly ordered: "Set up a health team immediately and appoint Dr. Hu as the captain."

"In addition to finding him a deputy and a health team member, he also needs to find him a few students to help us train doctors."

"The troops will definitely expand in the future. A big battle will produce dozens or hundreds of wounded people, and he is the only one in the health team, too few doctors."

Tang Yufeng did not answer the conversation immediately. After thinking for a while, he shook his head: "Battery Commander, I mentioned this issue to Dr. Hu, but it is difficult to do it."

"Being a doctor is not a soldier. He has no cultural foundation and has not studied for a long time. At most, he can get a little bit of skin and become a sanitary officer in the army."

"Then go find someone with a cultured foundation!" Zhou Cheng blurted out.

He is a person who never gives up easily, and he will definitely achieve his goal when he thinks of it.

I frowned and thought that the headquarters dozens of miles away were adapted from the regular army, and there must be qualified health workers and military doctors.

His eyes shined and suggested: "You can go to the headquarters to find out if there are real health workers and medical soldiers there."

Tang Yufeng understood what was said in the battalion commander's words: "Battery Commander, you want to go to the headquarters to poach people."

"Wang Dehou and Huang Yonggui have been working hard to make money since they took office, and they dare to even take advantage of the army's pensions. Such a commander will definitely not be very good."

"If the headquarters really has medical soldiers and health workers, it would be a waste to stay in their hands, so it would be better to give it to us."

Zhou Cheng nodded: "Aren't they greedy for money? Then we will use the ocean to smash and transfer people for us. You must not only inquire about medical soldiers and health workers, but also artillery soldiers, machine gunners, staff officers, engineers, officers, and as long as they are talents, they will report them to me."

Tang Yufeng replied happily: "Don't worry, battalion commander...there are hundreds of people in the headquarters, and there must be people we need."

"I'll give you a list in five days!"

Zhou Cheng nodded and turned his attention to the list again: "We are now in line with the identity of the National Salvation Army. As long as we win more battles, the war zone will definitely supplement us with medicines, weapons and ammunition."

"The main force of the regiment is different. The Eighth Route Army Headquarters receives military pay and supplies from the Ministry of Military Affairs every month. The troops are expanding everywhere. There are more monks and fewer meat, so it is definitely not enough."

"I decided to give three thousand dollars of oceans and eighty percent of the medicine to the team leader."

Everyone in the 769th Regiment of the 129th Division was busy packing supplies. What should be packed and what should be burned is very lively.

The regiment commander stood in front of the only map in the command center that had not been collected yet, staring at the place where the main force was going to go next.

As the regiment commander, he must be familiar with the destination in advance and keep the things on the map in mind, otherwise everyone will become blind and deaf when they arrive at the destination. If the Japanese and puppet troops take the opportunity to come, the troops will definitely suffer a great loss.

The guard company commander suddenly ran in, with a man behind him. He looked very unfamiliar with the first day of junior high school, and when he looked carefully, he felt a little familiar.

"Captain, Tang Yufeng is back..." The guard company commander reported excitedly, and his mouth was filled with joy.

"Tang Yufeng..."

The group leader immediately had a memory of these three words, and then he was confused.

"I remember you went to the guerrillas to be Zhou Cheng's deputy? Why are you back?"

The political commissar had a deeper impression of Tang Yufeng.

If he is not transferred to the Donghui Town Guerrillas, he is now an instructor in the regiment and immediately reminds him: "The regiment commander, there are no Donghui Town Guerrillas now."

"Comrade Tang Yufeng's current identity is the deputy battalion commander of the Third Battalion of the Punishment and National Rescue Army, the rank of captain, and the official officer who has been registered in the war zone."

"Yes, the National Salvation Army... I almost forgot about this." The regiment commander suddenly reacted.

"At the beginning, this kid Zhou Cheng did not agree to join the National Salvation Army. The political commissar and I worked for a long time before agreeing... How about it, did the guerrillas receive unfair treatment after being reorganized into the National Salvation Army? How did the soldiers adapt? Let me tell me."

Tang Yufeng first saluted the regiment commander and the political commissar respectively, and then said: "Please rest assured, the political commissar, the soldiers adapted well."

"After the reorganization of the National Salvation Army, except for a different title, the rules of the troops have not changed."

"The only thing that has changed is the battalion commander, me, and Deputy Battalion Commander Chen Zhengyu who was promoted by the battalion commander."

"In addition to training troops to fight the Japanese, we also have to deal with the monsters and monsters in the headquarters, deal with the hidden arrows they shot, and find ways to win benefits for the soldiers..."

"Not bad!" The regiment commander was very satisfied: "It seems that you have adapted to the life of the National Salvation Army!"

Speaking of this, the commander's brows, which had just been stretched, suddenly frowned, and his expression became more and more serious.

Tang Yufeng looked puzzled and thought he had done something wrong.

Before he could figure it out, the regiment commander's words rang in his ears: "Deputy Battalion Commander Tang, you shouldn't come to the regiment headquarters."

"After the troops are reorganized, the National Salvation Army will definitely have spies beside you. If the news of your visit to the regiment headquarters is leaked, the National Salvation Army will know that the Third Battalion is still in contact with our Eighth Route Army, beware of you and bring danger to the troops."

"Last time I explained this to Zhou Cheng specifically. If you have any questions, please contact the underground party and don't do it yourself. I have forgotten it in the past few days!"

Tang Yufeng understood why the regiment commander was angry and quickly explained: "Don't worry, the regiment commander, we have not forgotten this order."

"Today is an accident, and the news of my coming here will definitely not be revealed."

"After learning that the main force of the regiment was leaving, the battalion commander decided to take out some of the ocean and medicines to support the main force."

"There are not many things, I have brought them. There are a total of 3,000 yuan and 80 servings of medicines. Please accept them."

"Not much?" The leader was shocked.

Over the past few months, the main force of the regiment sent a large number of working teams, and they asked the regiment headquarters for things, and few took the initiative to deliver things to the regiment headquarters.

Even if there is one machine gun, dozens of dollars... it is better than nothing.

On the other hand, Zhou Cheng sent a company of equipment when he was still a guerrilla team. Today he sent another 3,000 yuan and medicines that he could not buy even if he had money. This is definitely an alternative.

I asked quickly: "Your Third Camp has made a fortune? Otherwise, why are you so generous? Tell me where do you come from? "

When Tang Yufeng was shocked when he saw the group leader, he was very proud and admired Zhou Cheng more and more.

I quickly told you what happened after the guerrillas were reorganized into the National Salvation Army.

The regiment commander listened with relish and interjected from time to time. Two hours passed in a flash. If the guard company commander had not reminded the troops to set off, he would have to continue talking.

Seeing Tang Yufeng leave in a hurry, the group leader's excitement had not calmed down for a long time.

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