Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

Chapter 392 Commander's Gift

The commander was very pleased to hear Yu Ye's words, and whispered, "Wait a moment, kid, I brought you a gift.

You will know in a moment.”

The commander's usually rough face now had a mysterious smile.

Ok?

Yu Ye was a little excited. He wondered what the souvenir from a commander would be like.

After the crowd calmed down, the commander continued, "In view of the outstanding performance of the Independent Regiment Cavalry Company in this mission, the Independent Regiment Cavalry Company is awarded the third-class collective merit!"

Sun Desheng and other cavalry company officers were very surprised. They had originally thought that they would have a tough battle to fight, but they did not expect that all the work would be done by the minister.

What I was expecting was a main course, ended up being leftovers.

But unexpectedly, in a twist of fate, the commander personally awarded the independent regiment's cavalry company the third-class collective merit. What an honor it was.

During the war years, it was not common to receive a third-class collective merit award, but it was not difficult at all.

However, the difficult part is that the commander personally awards everyone the honor of the third-class collective merit. Among so many teams in the Eighth Route Army, which teams can do it?

Yu Ye saw that Sun Desheng and several cavalry company officers' eyes were actually a little moist.

This might be the last battle of the cavalry company of the independent regiment and even the entire Eighth Route Army cavalry. With a collective third-class military medal awarded by the commander himself, it can be considered a slightly regrettable but satisfactory exit.

To be honest, Yu Ye felt a little envious of Sun Desheng, because this was a military medal awarded by the commander himself.

"I came here in a hurry today and didn't bring the medal with me, so I can't put it on you in person. I'll send someone to deliver it to you as soon as I get back.

Li Yunlong! "

"To!"

"When the time comes, you will put them on our fighting heroes for me!"

"Yes!"

Old Li changed his usual playful look and answered seriously and solemnly.

"Let's raise our glasses. I'll drink this celebratory drink! However, everyone is only allowed to drink one glass. Overdrinking is absolutely not allowed.

Especially you, Li Yunlong."

The commander looked at Lao Li meaningfully.

Old Li shrank his neck and dared not say anything. He could only silently tilt his head back and drink the glass of wine in his hand, but he did not dare to mention refilling the glass.

No matter how powerful and arrogant a soldier is, he has to keep his tail between his legs and not dare to show his teeth in front of the commander.

......

Taiyuan.

Unlike the bustling scene in Ping'an County, the command center of the Japanese North China Expeditionary Force's First Army was dead silent.

More than a dozen high-ranking Japanese officers sat at a conference table covered with green felt, all with their heads lowered, not daring to make any sound.

Their faces were all gray and sick, like eggplants hit by frost.

Yoshio Shinozuka was sitting in the middle of the long table with his ears covered. His face was extremely cold and his lips were extremely pale.

The meeting room was silent for a full half hour. No one said a word. It was as if everyone was dead.

Those who could sit here were all high-ranking officers of the Japanese army. In the past, they looked down upon Yamamoto Ikki's special warfare methods. After all, these guys focused on sweeping forward and killing all the Chinese troops who dared to stop them.

However, no one expected that this time the mighty Locust Army would be so vulnerable in front of a small Chinese force and would fall down with just a push.

A small unit of the Eighth Route Army fought their way in and out of the area actually controlled by the Locust Army several times, and basically gave the Locust Army a swollen face.

Especially during the encirclement and suppression of this elite squad of the Eighth Route Army, these senior Japanese officers also saw that many of the carrying equipment used by the Eighth Route Army was still the carrying equipment of Yamamoto's special forces.

Good guy.

It turns out that it’s not that the special operations tactics are bad, but rather who is carrying out these combat missions.

"We, the locust army, were actually humiliated by the Chinese army. If it weren't for the fact that the Eighth Route Army's shooting skills were a little bit worse, I would have died in battle to thank the locusts!

I have reported all the circumstances of this battle to General Ningji Okamura.

We are the ones who need to be held responsible for this fiasco!

The meeting is over! "

Yoshio Shinozuka did not give these people any chance to speak and immediately adjourned the meeting.

At the meeting, he did not mention any idea of ​​revenge against the Independent Regiment or the Chinese army, because he understood that given the current situation, it would be impossible to retaliate against the Chinese army.

If any forced action was taken, Yoshio Shinozuka could only think of four words: bringing humiliation upon oneself!

......

The celebration party is coming to an end.

Due to the commander's ban, everyone could only drink one glass, so no one got drunk.

However, in this situation, the wine doesn't make people drunk, but everyone is in high spirits.

The commander ordered everyone to return to the barracks and disperse. Then he took Yu Ye's hand and said mysteriously, "Boy, didn't I say I brought you a souvenir? Would you like to come with me to take a look?"

Ok?

Yu Ye was a little confused. Aren't souvenirs just some small gadgets, something small enough to be easily put in a pocket? Why did he have to follow the commander to see them?

Full of doubts, Yu Ye let the commander pull his arm and walk to the large training ground outside the regiment headquarters, where he saw 12 trucks parked in a row.

"Reveal!"

At the commander's command, the soldiers standing next to the truck lifted the oilcloth wrapped around the truck bed.

"What the hell?"

The moment he saw the mechanical equipment under the oilcloth, Yu Ye's eyes lit up instantly.

"boiler!"

"Turbine!"

"dynamo!"

"pipeline!"

"Exciter!"

......

Yu Ye is familiar with every kind of equipment. Even just by looking at the approximate size, he can tell the approximate parameter range. Even if there is an error, it can be controlled within a very small range.

"Commander, this gift of yours is a little too big!"

Although he was talking to the commander, Yu Ye's eyes never left the 12 trucks, for fear that the objects on the trucks would slip away from his sight.

"Hahaha, it may be big for others, but for you, Yu Ye, the director of Liaoyuan Arsenal, it is too small!

Just tell me, do you like this gift I gave you?"

The commander said proudly.

"I like it. I like it very much."

Yu Ye was still responding to the commander's words as he quickly ran to the 12 trucks, touching them here and there, his eyes filled with extreme tenderness.

"Boy, the way these machines look at you is so gentle, even gentler than the way they look at your guests."

The commander joked with a smile.

"Tangke? What is Tangke?"

Yu Ye was a little confused and didn't react to what it meant.

"That's what my hometown means by wife!"

Yu Ye: “…”

"Commander, this isn't my cousin. This one feels closer to me than my cousin!"

Yu Ye touched the turbine and felt that it was the sexiest thing in the world.