Traveling through 1937, starting from the Battle of Songhu

Chapter 237: Leaving the Mountain, Targeting the Japanese Prisoner of War Camp

Gu Changfeng immediately went to Wan Chenghai from the logistics department to inquire about the ammunition situation.

He was not very clear about the exact number, and he had to ask to confirm how many companies were attacking at the same time.

Facing Gu Changfeng's question, Wan Chenghai had a sad face:

"Commander Gu, we've used up all the money we seized last time, and we're almost out of silver."

Due to the purchase of large amounts of meat and the storage of grain, hundreds of thousands of silver dollars were spent.

It's no wonder Wan Chenghai cried, it was really hard to be Gu Changfeng's family.

Every time a large amount of spoils were captured, it would soon be squandered again.

Of course, the difference this time is that at least there is still plenty of food, so we won’t starve.

Gu Changfeng knew it very well and said speechlessly: "Lao Wan, I know about this matter. You should quickly report the ammunition situation!"

He was in no mood to argue with Wan Chenghai. Besides, if he didn't have the Japanese, who else could there be?

As the army was mobilized, his confidence also grew.

Moreover, this is the first time I have trained for such a long time, and the effect is very significant.

Although Wan Chenghai cried poor, he was still clear about the business. Upon hearing this, he immediately took out the statistical data and said:

"We only have about 500 Type 2000 rifle rounds left, and the Japanese have less than 60 light and heavy machine guns combined. We haven't used our M6000 heavy machine guns much, so we still have over ."

"There are only about 1000 rifle bullets left. The grenade launcher shells have been wasted by the various companies. The artillery company is also a spendthrift. There are only about 300 mortar shells left."

After Wan Chenghai finished speaking, he looked at Gu Changfeng eagerly, hoping that he would be gentler.

Gu Changfeng didn't give him a chance and said directly: "Bring them all out. Send some over to the 4th and 5th companies, and I'll take the rest."

Although the team was reorganized for this trip, there were not enough weapons. He planned to leave the Type 38 rifles to the 4th and 5th companies and take the rest with him.

As for the weapons captured from the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army and the Security Corps, all the ammunition had been used up during training, and they had become nothing more than firewood sticks.

However, he didn't plan to use it in the first place, and would use it for training if he captured any in the future.

"Captain Gu, you must bring back more supplies this time,"

Wan Chenghai was a little reluctant, like a mother whose child was taken away.

Gu Changfeng put his arm around Wan Chenghai's shoulders and said with a smile:

"We're going out to fight the Japanese, not to throw ourselves away. Why are you worried? I'm sure we'll bring you more this time."

Wan Chenghai nodded expectantly, but he had no idea how much pressure Gu Changfeng would bring to him this time...

After everything was arranged, Gu Changfeng continued to find the two company commanders, Luo Xiong and Deng Wu, to explain the follow-up arrangements.

"This time, we don't have much ammunition for you. There are only a little over 500 Type 81 rifle rounds. We also have four 4mm mortars that we captured last time. I'll leave you 50 rounds."

"I'll keep all ten M60s for you, with 1000 rounds of ammunition."

"Try to cause trouble for the bandits. Of course, if you encounter a squadron of Japanese soldiers or something, take them down if you can."

Deng Wu hesitated and asked, "We've checked the surrounding area and there aren't any bandits. If we go too far, will we..."

Gu Changfeng smiled and said, "Let's leave half of the Fifth Company behind. There are still more than a hundred people in the camp, which should be enough."

This was indeed something he had not considered before. The camp was equally important. If the Japanese came to raid, the camp’s guards would not be able to defend against it at all. It was still necessary to leave some guards.

.........

At seven o'clock in the evening, after dinner, Gu Changfeng led the team out.

The total distance was more than 150 kilometers, and with a forced march, it was already noon the next day when Gu Changfeng saw Zhao Ziqing.

"You are finally here. Where are the troops?" Zhao Ziqing asked with a frown when he saw that there were only about a hundred people behind Gu Changfeng.

Gu Changfeng came over with the special forces team. Upon hearing this, he smiled and said, "The troops are hiding ten kilometers away. You should tell me the details. I haven't seen you for more than two months. You have become beggars."

It's no wonder he said that. After running around for more than two months, dozens of people here were all dressed in black. If they didn't have guns, they would be no different from beggars.

When Zhao Ziqing heard that there was someone else, his heart was immediately relieved.

He was afraid that if his men were not here, the large army would encounter an accident when coming here, and all their efforts would be in vain.

"It's okay as long as you're okay," Zhao Ziqing sorted out his thoughts and continued.

"I've sent people to investigate. A frontal attack is a bit difficult. We must first eliminate the two squadrons of guards. The personnel we have now are simply not enough."

"Infiltration won't work. I sent someone there to try it out before, and they almost didn't come back."

"Their passwords change every half an hour, so there's no way to get in."

Gu Changfeng nodded slightly: "I understand. Next, report the casualties and ammunition reserves."

There are only thirty or forty people here, and Zhao Ziqing didn't tell him about the losses before, so he was a little worried.

Zhao Ziqing smiled bitterly and said, "It was all in vain that I came to Nanjing. I didn't bring back many weapons."

In fact, he captured quite a lot of spoils, but because there were too few people and the two places were far apart, he simply sent them away and only kept a large number of light machine guns.

Gu Changfeng said indifferently: "Let's talk about personnel and weapon configuration. Weapons are not the problem."

If it were before, he would still feel distressed, but definitely not in this situation.

He was paying attention to the increase in system points. It was obvious that Zhao Ziqing had killed a lot of Japanese devils outside.

"There are 67 people left in the special forces team, and 79 people left in Lao Huang's camp."

"The Type 96 rifle, grenade launcher mortar 16, 22 boxes of shells, about 5000 rounds of ammunition, more than 500 grenades, and the heavy machine gun Jinling became a firewood stick after it was removed. It is well preserved."

Zhao Ziqing said truthfully.

He didn't keep anything except the Type 99 light rifle, heavy machine gun, or Type 38 rifle. He gave away everything he could, and destroyed anything he couldn't give away, leaving nothing for the Japanese.

Gu Changfeng was surprised. He looked at Zhao Ziqing and said, "Old Zhao, you are planning to form a firepower battalion, right? All Type 99 rifles, you are going to fly to the sky."

Zhao Ziqing glanced at Gu Changfeng and said helplessly: "We killed a lot of devils this time, but we couldn't bring them with us."

"Otherwise, the weapons we captured would be enough to equip a team of several thousand men."

From Nanjing to Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei, his military achievements were not small. He caused great suffering to the Japanese along the way through various ambushes, infiltrations, and assassinations.

In the case of a surprise attack, most Japanese squadrons were no match for him. He would fight and then run away, so the Japanese couldn't find him, which naturally gave him a lot of advantages.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore," Gu Changfeng changed the subject and asked, "What kind of place is that in there? Why would the Japs set up a prisoner-of-war camp here?"

A smile appeared on Zhao Ziqing's dark face. He said, "It is well known that the Japanese are short of various resources. There seems to be an iron mine here."

"We came here by accident. We originally wanted to catch a group of Japanese grain transporters, but we were discovered here."

"I wanted to infiltrate and take action later, but I didn't expect the defense to be so tight."

"Okay, since that's the case, let's do it tonight." Gu Changfeng decided without even thinking.

For this kind of prisoner-of-war camp, night combat is the best option, as we can launch a surprise attack when the Japanese are most trapped.

"How many people did you bring this time? If there are few, forget it," Zhao Ziqing said with a sigh.

Gu Changfeng was very proud and looked at Zhao Ziqing and said, "While you are fighting the Japanese, we are not idle either."

"The team now has more than 2,000 people, and they are all reorganized."

"This time I'm here with two fully staffed companies of 380 men, as well as an artillery company and a newly reorganized special forces team."

Zhao Ziqing suddenly felt depressed. He had been out there all the time, and not only had his personnel decreased, but he also didn't bring back many weapons. This result made him very upset.