Lao Fan is the chief of the military commander of the 28th Regiment of the Jinan Military Region.

He felt that he had really grown old lately, so he always made mistakes when counting the ammunition quantity.

Just now, I missed more than fifty boxes of bullets. Now, I missed more than eighty boxes of bullets.

It's so strange. When we counted before, there were obviously not those fifty boxes.

So he recounted the statistics and found that there were eighty boxes more.

One box of bullets is more than one thousand rounds. More than fifty boxes are sixty or seventy thousand rounds. More than eighty boxes are more than one hundred thousand rounds.

The error of more than 100,000 bullets! This is an unprecedented mistake.

"I'm old..."

"No..."

Lao Fan shook his head slowly.

He felt that he was no longer competent in the job of the Military Control Section Chief.

Thinking back then, he was also a heroic old Red Army soldier! He also went through the 25,000-mile Long March after five anti-encirclement and suppression.

Unfortunately, I was injured during the battle at Pingxingguan and could no longer fight with a gun.

However, he still wanted to continue to kill the Japanese and continue to contribute his strength. So he took the initiative to apply to the logistics department to manage guns and ammunition.

Now the guns and ammunition of the entire 28th Regiment are under his control. Ding Wei is very confident in an old Red Army like him and entrusts all the related work to him.

Suddenly I saw the arrival of political commissar Pan Dahe.

Lao Fan then pulled Pan Dahe and told him about his situation.

"There are fewer statistics?" Pan Dahe asked.

"Yes..." Lao Fan was very ashamed.

This was his unprecedented mistake.

He was deeply guilty of himself.

He felt that he needed to review.

He was even ready to resign.

"It's okay if you don't have it." However, Pan Dahe didn't take this matter to heart at all.

"But..." Lao Fan felt something was wrong.

What a mistake of more than 100,000 bullets, the political commissar said it was okay?

You know, every bullet is very precious. More than 100,000 bullets are definitely earth-shaking events.

More than 100,000 bullets can kill at least hundreds of Japanese devils, or even thousands.

If it is a sharpshooter, at most three bullets can kill a Japanese devil.

"Cheng Dalong has more mistakes than you." Pan Dahe said slowly.

"What's wrong with him?" Lao Fan asked in confusion.

"He doesn't even know how many guns he has."

"What?"

Old Fan was stunned.

What does the political commissar mean?

Cheng Dalong is the company commander of the artillery company! He doesn’t even know how many cannons he has?

How is that possible?

Isn't that nonsense?

"It's true." Pan Dawei was also confused. "At the beginning, he reported that there were twenty 82mm mortars. But after counting, there were twenty-three. Three more."

"Ah?" Old Fan was stunned.

Pan Dahe shook his head, "The key is that the rest of the artillery company don't know it. It's really strange."

"Then..." Lao Fan suddenly felt that his mistake was not very big.

After all, it was three 82mm mortars!

Cheng Dalong's heart is really big.

I don't know if there are three more mortars.

If Mr. Lin hadn't scolded you before, it would be strange.

"The Guard Company and the Spy Company often make mistakes in weapons and ammunition equipment. Duan Zhang and Han Ba ​​couldn't explain why," Pan Dahe said, "So, the regiment commander said that as long as it is not less, there is no big problem."

"So what happened to the Guard Company and the Spy Company?" Lao Fan was really curious.

I feel that the whole group is not normal?

Has everyone's weapons and equipment counted incorrectly?

"The Guard Company used to report that there were eighteen Bren style light machine guns, but later it was found that there were twenty-five."

"The spy company reported that it was seventeen Bren style light machine guns, but later it was found that it was thirty-eight."

Pan Dahe also shook his head.

He has also encountered many strange things recently.

It seems that the seizure is too rich.

Often, if you take down a small stronghold, you will seize a lot of ammunition.

There is almost no need to transport ammunition from the rear on the front line.

As long as you start a battle and eliminate the enemy, you can seize enough ammunition on the spot.

It is conceivable how energetic the soldiers are.

Even many new soldiers seemed to be injected with chicken blood.

Now the company commander of each company is waiting for the regiment commander to order war all day long.

The leader of the group Ding Wei simply delegated power.

Your battalions and companies will do their own things.

If you think you can win, just let it go and fight.

The only requirement is that there should not be too many casualties and that the soldiers should not be sacrificed in vain.

So, the 15 companies of the 28th regiment were like fifteen sharp knives, piercing wildly into every corner of the stone gate. Each company had extremely strong attack power and extremely fast attack speed.

It was originally planned to take five days to clear the peripheral defense, but it was done in half a day.

Oh, why are there fifteen companies?

Sorry, it was the army that expanded.

Three battalions of one regiment have not changed. However, two new companies have been added under each battalion.

Two new platoons were added in each line. Two new platoons were added in each platoon. The number of people in each class also increased to fifteen, and they were organized into five combat groups.

The original three-three system almost became the five-five system. The total number of people in the group also exceeded 4,000.

"Old Fan, we believe in you."

“Continue to do your job well.”

After saying that, Pan Dahe hurriedly left.

Lao Fan scratched his head.

This is……

"Report!"

Suddenly, a soldier rushed over.

Old Fan suddenly felt that it was not very good again.

Sure enough, the soldier said with a strange expression: "Section Chief, it seems that there are seventy boxes of bullets more..."

"Ah..." Lao Fan rubbed his temples hard.

I know. Don't worry.

The leader said that as long as it is not missing.

Since there are so many, be more generous and send ten more boxes of bullets to each company.

Anyway, they are all used to fight the Japanese devils, so it's not a loss.

Let's be rich too!

However……
To be continued...