gnovel Chapter 1: German-equipped infantry platoon, heading to Shanghai.
Chapter 1: German-equipped infantry platoon, heading to Shanghai.
July of the 26th year of the Republic of China.
In a village in southwest Jiaxing.
In the chaotic camp, Li Jianghe, the company commander of the 3rd Company of the 1st Battalion of the Liuzhou Garrison Regiment, woke up to a rustling sound.
Li Jianghe opened his eyes and looked at the man rummaging through his pockets. He felt that the man looked somewhat familiar.
What are you doing?
Upon hearing Li Jianghe's voice, the man who had been rummaging through his things stopped what he was doing. His eyes showed a mixture of fear and cunning, before he finally gave a slightly fawning smile.
"Hey, Company Commander, you're not dead? I thought those mutinous soldiers killed you last night."
Li Jianghe touched the bloodstains on his head and then recalled many details from last night.
He was no longer a national defense student in later generations, but a company commander who was ordered to go to Shanghai to support the front-line battle.
The original owner shared the same name as him, but was a company commander under the Liuzhou Garrison Regiment.
With over a hundred miles to go before the battlefield, the soldiers decided to flee.
The entire regiment had fled, except for Li Jianghe, who was determined to resist the Japanese and tried his best to stop them, but was knocked down by a flurry of punches.
The entire regiment's camp has been looted by these deserters; not even a single bullet can be found.
Why didn't you leave?
Li Jianghe looked at the man in front of him and the more he looked, the more familiar he seemed. Finally, he remembered the man's identity and name.
He seems to be the company's quartermaster, named... Long Wenzhang?
When the name popped into his head, Li Jianghe suddenly realized what it meant.
No doubt, it's Long Wenzhang, only his face looks a little young now.
He had not experienced those defeats, nor did his face bear the marks of the hardships of traveling thousands of miles.
Long Wenzhang said with a troubled expression:
"Company commander, I bought my position as quartermaster, didn't I? But I'd only been in this position for a few days when the unit disbanded. Look at all that money I spent... If it's really not possible, you can give me half back."
Li Jianghe thought to himself, "You idiot, you're really shrewd and stingy."
Just as he was about to speak, a voice came from his mind.
[Congratulations, host, you have activated the Anti-Japanese War Troop Production System.]
By killing Japanese invaders and gaining merit points, the host can continuously build up troops.
Initial merit points: 100.
After the words were spoken, a flash of light appeared, revealing a series of unit cards with descriptions below them.
The cards that are lit up in front of you are all level 1 troop cards.
[Junior Infantry Platoon]
Staff: 13 people.
装备武器：德制1924毛瑟步枪*2（备弹95发），中正式步枪*10（备弹95发），捷克式轻机枪*1（备弹500发），M24手雷26枚。
Skills: Basic combat skills, military operations, and maintaining order.
Level: Beginner.
Merit points: 100.
[Junior Heavy Machine Gun Squad]
Staff: 12 people.
装备武器：民24重机枪*2（备弹5000发）晋造毛瑟手枪*2（备弹100发）中正式步枪*4。
Skills: Machine gun fire suppression, infantry fire support.
Level: Beginner.
Merit points: 150.
The Min 24 heavy machine gun was actually a copy of the German MG08 Maxim.
Because the prevention was successful in 1936, which was the 24th year of the Republic of China, it was named the 24th year of the Republic of China.
This heavy machine gun has decent performance, but considering its short barrel and only four rifling grooves, its accuracy is slightly worse when firing heavy pointed bullets. However, its firepower density and continuity are better than the Japanese Type 92.
[Basic Anti-tank Artillery Squad]
Staff: 6 people.
Armament: 1 Liaoning Type 14 37mm infantry gun (100 rounds of ammunition) and 4 mules and horses.
Skills: Basic artillery use, artillery position construction.
Level: Beginner.
Merit points: 200.
After observing for a while, Li Jianghe discovered that there are currently three types of cards unlocked.
As for the other cards that were not lit up, they included a wide variety of unit types.
For example, sniper squads, reconnaissance squads, assault squads, mortar squads, and even tank squads, howitzer squads, and other heavy weapons.
It's unclear whether advancement is achieved by killing enemy soldiers, by gaining rank promotion, or by a combination of both.
As expected, every time you transmigrate, you're guaranteed to have a system.
What else is there to say? It's a national and familial feud, a blood feud that can never be reconciled.
Even without the system, Li Jianghe would have wanted to go to this battlefield of carnage, let alone with the system by his side.
Thinking of this, Li Jianghe first spent 100 points to obtain a basic infantry squad.
[The host has consumed 100 merit points and obtained a basic infantry squad.]
The infantry squad will soon rendezvous with the host and execute the system's "rationalization" procedure to justify the world's suspicions about the host system's use.
Sure enough, the sound of strong footsteps came from outside the door, which alerted Long Wenzhang. He peeked out of the tent and saw more than a dozen soldiers standing there in neat rows, in full uniform and armed.
The squad leader stepped forward and saluted the tent.
"Sir, this is Private First Class Lin Yongzhi reporting for duty!!!"
This startled Long Wenzhang, who pointed to himself and said:
"Huh? I'm not your superior."
At this moment, Li Jianghe slapped him aside, tied his belt, and walked out of the tent.
"At ease."
As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers stood at ease in perfect unison, their voices ringing out, leaving Long Wenzhang stunned.
He thought to himself that even regular troops had never seen such a level of formation, let alone this garrison regiment that scattered like birds and beasts when they were still a hundred miles away from the Japanese army.
"Long Wenzhang, the money you used to buy your way into the position is definitely gone, but you can choose to stay and become my deputy company commander. What do you say?"
Li Jianghe said to Long Wenzhang.
Long Wenzhang thought to himself, "The money I spent to become a quartermaster could eventually make me a deputy company commander. That doesn't seem so bad."
But looking at the dozen or so people in front of him, he lowered his voice and said:
"Company commander, it's not that I'm being picky, but we only have one infantry squad at most, and I'm just a deputy squad leader at best."
Li Jianghe slapped him on the shoulder and said:
"What do you know? Under the wise leadership of your company commander, our team will definitely grow bigger and stronger and create new glories."
In the future, you won't just be a deputy company commander; you might become a deputy battalion commander, deputy regimental commander, or even a deputy division commander.
He started making empty promises to Long Wenzhang, thinking that this was Long Wenzhang's forte, and that he was simply using Long's own methods against him.
"Why are they all deputy positions?"
Long Wenzhang asked this question.
"What, you want to usurp the throne?"
Li Jianghe glared at Long Wenzhang.
"It was my fault for being so talkative, Company Commander."
Long Wenzhang thought that being a deputy would be fine, as long as he could fight the Japanese.
He hated the Japanese and their occupation of the four northeastern provinces, where there were the white mountains and black waters, and the pork, cabbage, and vermicelli stew.
Yes, there are many other places, such as Beijing, Tianjin, and Shanghai.
Beijing has Peking duck and hot pot lamb.
Tianjin has steamed buns, fish, shrimp, and crabs.
Shanghai has pan-fried buns and crab shell pastries.
So the troops marched toward the battlefield.
On the battlefield of Shanghai, the smoke of gunpowder drifted like a ghost in the night, and the flashes of exploding shells illuminated the already devastated city.
The tug-of-war between China and Japan here has lasted for several months.
Within the range of Japanese naval gunfire, it was almost impossible to find a single intact building.
This was the most critical moment of the counterattack at Wenzaobang, with four divisions of the Guangxi Army resisting the fierce attack of the Japanese army in the Chenjiaxing area.
In the command post of the 5th Regiment of the 176th Division of the Guangxi Army, amidst the thunderous roar of artillery fire, Regiment Commander Xu Dingguo had to raise his voice.
"Our Fifth Regiment only has three hundred men left. If we don't get reinforcements, we definitely won't make it through the night."
"What? You want a whole regiment for me? That's great! Regiment 714?"
Xu Dingguo frowned slightly when he heard the unit designation. He knew about this garrison regiment in Liuzhou.
Although it was called a garrison regiment, it was actually just a rabble; once they took off their uniforms, they were bandits.
Aside from the army's poor discipline, what impressed him most about this army was its military songs.
"Left, right, left, left, right, left, brothers from all walks of life, come and join us."
Wearing yellow leather, carrying a fire-breathing hat, whether it's straw sandals or leather shoes, it's acceptable.
Left, right, left, right, left; if you're willing to risk your life, you'll make a fortune.
We'll share the reward money, and after we finish our rice noodles, we'll have hot pot.
"Left, right, left; left, right, left; our Guangxi army has plenty of money!"
It's better than having no soldiers at all; at least it's a regiment.
Xu Dingguo knew that now was not the time to be picky.
"Okay, we'll take Regiment 714."
Half an hour later, amidst the booming of artillery fire, Li Jianghe, along with Long Wenzhang and a squad of his infantrymen, stood before Xu Dingguo.