Chapter 956: Sichuan Army, Reorganization Completed
"Now that you have received your salary, you should train well!" Lin Hao then ordered:

"It's so annoying. I've taken them to run training and drills. Do they all look like soldiers?"

"Yes, Commander." Meng Fanla, who was a lieutenant, also received more than 120 yuan. If he had a loyalty panel now, his loyalty to Lin Hao would be close to the maximum.

"Milong, stay!"

Except for Milong, everyone else went out to practice running and marching. No matter what, they wanted to restore their energy and spirit first.

"Commander, what's the matter?" Milong asked puzzledly.

"We Sichuan Army are not beggars. The clothes we wear are no different from beggars!" Lin Hao retracted his gaze and continued:
"I'll make a set of uniforms for everyone in the regiment, but we're going to recruit a lot of people later, so we may not have enough uniforms. I'll get you another batch of cloth, and you can find as many people as possible to make them. It must be completed within three days, so that every soldier will have at least one set of uniforms!"

Milong's eyes lit up when he heard this. Due to the long war, many cotton-producing areas had already fallen and cotton had long become a scarce commodity.

Except for some regular troops that can be issued two military uniforms every year, other miscellaneous troops have not seen new uniforms for several years.

Now hearing that there was cloth to make new military uniforms for them, Milong was extremely excited.

"Really? Cloth is a scarce material right now. Many troops don't have it!" Milong rubbed his hands.

"Except for the two sets reserved for each person, you must also sell the rest of the cloth and supplies as soon as possible." Lin Hao ordered again.

Hearing this, Milong felt a little conflicted.

"What's wrong? If you have to fart, do it now!" Lin Hao kicked him angrily.

"Commander, we are now a regiment. Most of the brothers don't even have a gun. Some of them have old guns with old sleeves and worn out rifling. How about we change a few guns?" Milong looked at Lin Hao and said cautiously.

As for firearms, Lin Hao had naturally prepared them a long time ago. Before this, Lin Hao had collected arms everywhere and had prepared a lot of guns and ammunition.

However, Lin Haobing was not prepared to distribute these, because those weapons came in various calibers, making them look like they were made in various countries. If he really went to war, the logistics alone would be enough to kill him.

Therefore, he decided to unify the caliber and let the military factories in the United States produce a full set of equipment. Currently, production is being accelerated and it should be completed in the next two days.

"Don't worry about the weapons. Once you complete the initial training in the next few days, I will get you a batch of new weapons. Your task now is to sell all the supplies I give you. The brothers who will be recruited later are still waiting for their salaries."

Several thousand eagle dollars have just been distributed, and these people will definitely spend them. Zenda is so small and supplies are limited, so they will still buy things from Lin Hao. By then, these imitation silver dollars will sooner or later fall into his hands, and then a preliminary internal economic cycle will be formed.

"Also, if there are large or small yellow croakers, these can be exchanged first!" Lin Hao added.

"Yes!" Milong responded.

After Milong left, Lin Hao fell into deep thought. According to the plot, Yu Xiaoqing would come to the shelter in a few days at most. He had to take the Sichuan Army away before the other party came.

There was no need for Lin Hao to have a head-on conflict with Yu Xiaoqing, but there was even less need for them to meet. If he kidnapped a few characters from the plot, Lin Hao would suffer a great loss.

Therefore, he had to take them away from here in three days at most. It was about a hundred miles from here to Tengchong Airport, and there were only two transport planes there, which could transport dozens of people at most. It was impossible to transport hundreds of people, so he had to find another way.

In jungle warfare, a lot of equipment cannot be used. For example, cars are useless in the jungle, so the best marching weapon is the motorcycle.

But motorcycles require gasoline, so the best choice is a bicycle, especially the 28-bar bicycle that was all the rage at the time. That thing was simply a magic weapon for jungle marches. If you were skilled, a 28-bar bicycle could seat three people, and weapons could be hung on both sides of the handlebars.

But the problem is that there are no 1955-inch bicycles now. This thing was only introduced in , and it is definitely too late to produce it now.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of motorcycles in America, and it is easy to buy two or three hundred of them, which basically meets daily marching needs.

However, the 28-inch bicycle is also a rigid demand, and it can be used for both future military expansion and civilian use. After purchasing the motorcycles, Lin Hao decided to acquire a company that produces 28-inch bicycles.

"Brother, what are you thinking about?" At this time, Xiaozui's voice appeared in Lin Hao's ears.

Lin Hao came back to his senses and looked at Xiaozui, revealing a hint of a smile: "It's okay, the troops will be leaving in a few days, do you want to stay here, or go with us?"

"Can I follow you?" Xiaozui's eyes lit up and he asked expectantly.

"Of course. I plan to set up a field hospital and recruit a group of female nurses to treat the wounded. You can follow the regiment headquarters. How about it? Do you want to go with me?" Lin Hao looked at her and asked with a smile.

In fact, Lin Hao had no intention of coming back after he went out this time. The domestic struggle situation was too complicated, and the Red Party had already become powerful. There was really no need to wallow in the mud at home.

Moreover, with space equipment and teleportation skills, if we can take care of the Japanese devils, we will naturally have no shortage of territory.

Therefore, Lin Hao decided to take Xiaozui with him, as it was not safe to leave him behind.

"Really? That's great. I'm tired of staying in Zenda!" Xiaozui was very happy.

"Well, how is breakfast prepared? Remember to add two eggs for each person!" Lin Hao nodded and reminded again.

He decided to take advantage of these few days to replenish the soldiers' bodies, otherwise they would not even be able to hold their weapons.

After an hour of morning exercises, everyone in the Sichuan Army was exhausted, but no one complained and no one dared to leave the team secretly.

Because it is not easy to meet an officer as reliable as Lin Hao who treats them as human beings. If you meet other officers, let alone military pay, it would be good enough to be able to join the army without taking out a loan.

Of course, the strong fragrance in the courtyard of the shelter was also the reason why they were reluctant to leave.

"It's really beef, and it's braised beef!"

“There’s beef.”

Some people sniffed hard, wishing they could inhale all the fragrance into their stomachs.

"The commander really didn't lie to us. We really ate beef noodles."

"Brother Yaoma, have you ever eaten beef in your life?"

"Not spicy, have you ever eaten it?"

Unfortunately, no matter how Doubing shouted, Yaoma and others ignored him and just tried hard to breathe in the fragrance.

"Seeing how little you can do, I'll give each of you a piece of beef and two eggs. After everyone has eaten, throw away your old clothes and change into new military uniforms."

"There are also showers, disinfections, and hair shavings. Do you all look like soldiers? Bandits are more human than you." Lin Hao walked out of the shelter, looked at the people in front of him, and said unhappily.

"Especially you, Deng Bao, look at your hair, it's all shaved short."

"Stop it, go find all the barbers in the city and shave everyone's head after dinner."

"Yes!"

Soon, the fragrant beef noodles came out of the pot. The main problem was the fire. It was a waste of time to heat the pot. The beef was cooked and the noodles were dried noodles. As long as the water boiled, it would be ready quickly.

The bowl, which was about the size of a helmet, was filled with steaming noodles, half a fist-sized piece of beef, and two peeled eggs. Everyone lined up consciously.

"It smells so good!" Kang Huojian was the first one to finish his meal. He looked at the noodles in the bowl and quickly slurped them up.

Kang Huojian picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth, feeling the chewiness of the beef. He felt that his life was worth it.

Even if he were to die in the next second, he wouldn't even frown.

“It smells so good!”

"It's delicious, eggs!"

"too delicious!"

When everyone had finished their meal and sat on the floor to eat, Lin Hao came to Lin Yi with a bowl full of beef noodles.

"Major Ayi, please help. After dinner, you guys supervise them to take a bath, shave their heads, and change into military uniforms."

"Yes!" After seeing Lin Hao's methods, Lin Yi and others had no doubts about the new military uniforms. After all, such a heroic commander was rare.

Not only were they able to provide so many scarce supplies, they were even preparing to replace the military uniforms with new ones.

"Also, after dinner, continue practicing, especially the formations, practice them well." Lin Hao reminded again.

"Yes, I see." Meng Fanle, who had led soldiers before, responded quickly. And after taking the medicine for two days, he could clearly feel that his thighs were itching, which meant that he was growing meat, and he didn't have to be a cripple anymore.

"Also, keep recruiting soldiers for me. I don't mind too many, I just worry about too few."

Hearing this, Meng Fanle asked sharply, "Is there going to be a war?"

"Well, I received a telegram from my superiors. We will set out in three days. Remember, if you encounter special forces, such as signalmen, artillerymen, etc., you must recruit them for me, no matter if you bribe or deceive them."

"We are going to have artillery and radios?" Meng Fanle was a little surprised. He always thought that the 186th Regiment was a copy of the Sichuan Army Corps. It was good enough if everyone was given a gun. Artillery was something he couldn't even imagine.

"When we arrive in Tengchong, we will have more and better equipment," Lin Hao said with a smile.

When these words were spoken, Lin Yi and others became extremely excited. If they really had these equipments, they would not be a ragtag army, but a well-known ace force.

After breakfast, everyone started to shave their heads, take a bath, and change into new military uniforms.

After putting on brand new military uniforms, morale was high again.

With sufficient wages, abundant food, and brand new uniforms, morale is rising rapidly. If they can also get top-notch equipment, they will definitely be the ace. Everyone is looking forward to the day when they will be equipped with new uniforms.

No one doubted that Lin Hao's words were false, because everything he said came true.

Two days later, Lin Hao was teleported to the United States.
Because he has to solve the problem of weapons.

"Produce 28 -inch bicycles?" The manager of a bicycle manufacturing factory looked at the bicycle drawings and purchase lists in front of him and was stunned for a long time before he reacted.

"Is there a problem?" Lin Hao asked with a frown.

"No, it just takes some time to adjust the production line. It's just that manganese and nickel are classified as military supplies, so we can't get these rare metal materials for the time being."

"I have some here!" Lin Hao said, took out a pile of ore, and then continued to order:
"We'll produce 3,000 of them for now. If the materials are insufficient, you'll have to figure it out on your own!"

As he spoke, Lin Hao came to the arms factory and produced 14 M14 rifles. Ordinary people may not know the M1, but they must have heard of the M Garand semi-automatic rifle.

The M14 is an improved fully automatic rifle based on the M1 Garand. Compared with the large eight-grain Garand, it can fire in single shots or in full automatic mode.

The M14 has a twenty-round magazine, but also retains the clip feeding method. The maximum rate of fire is 700 rounds per minute and the effective range is 700 meters.

But Lin Hao felt that the rate of fire was too fast, so he specially made a 90-round magazine and a -round drum magazine. It is definitely a world-class firepower monster.

In addition, Lin Hao also went to the US arsenal and took away 50 million rounds of ammunition.

Speaking of which, M14 is not Lin Hao's best choice, but the problem is that although it is more accurate than it, it is not as powerful, and the supply of ammunition for those with more power than it is not as abundant.

And with an M14, there is no need to carry a light machine gun, and the full-automatic mode is definitely better than a light machine gun.

Afterwards, Lin Hao also took away one hundred 60mm mortars, one hundred basic artillery shells, and one thousand boxes of oval grenades, which were enough for the Sichuan Army to deal with.

It's just that they haven't got the real artillery yet, so Lin Hao has asked people to purchase it, and at the same time asked the military factory to start imitating the smallest caliber artillery.

After dealing with the arms, Lin Hao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and then returned to the shelter again.

At this time, the Sichuan Army had more than 700 soldiers, and he recruited all the defeated soldiers who could be recruited near Zenda.

Ten dollars for settling in, meat for every meal, and new military uniforms, any of which attracted everyone.

Seven hundred people poured into the shelter, leaving the small shelter with no room at all. Milong had no other choice but to rent several houses nearby.

"Commander, you're back?" Seeing Lin Hao again, Meng Fanle stepped forward and introduced him enthusiastically.

"There are now more than 700 men in our regiment, all wearing new uniforms, and the morale of the brothers is very high."

"Well, you have performed well these past few days. From now on, you will be my guard platoon leader and communicator. Select thirty people to form a guard platoon, and you will be the platoon leader."

It is impossible to want the horse to run without giving it grass to eat, so Lin Hao promoted Meng Fan on the spot.

Now that everything is on track, Lin Hao decided to reorganize. Originally, there were too few people and they couldn't even come up with a basic framework. Now that there are more people, reorganization is definitely necessary.

Major Lin Yi has never fought in a war, so he certainly has no chance of becoming a battalion commander. However, he should have no problem being a combat staff officer. He can certainly give advice and run errands. After all, he is an excellent student, and with more training, he will surely become a talented person.

"Gather, I have a few things to announce!" After thinking for a while, Lin Hao said to Meng Fanle.

Soon, the team of 700 people gathered again.

On the steps outside the shelter, Lin Hao looked at everyone, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly.

"Stand at attention, at ease, and talk~!"

"From today on, you are all members of the Sichuan Army. I don't care where you came from before, but from now on, you are all members of the Sichuan Army. Now I announce the reorganization order!"

"Meng is annoying, the regiment's guard platoon leader!"

"Milong, Director of the Regimental Logistics Department!"

"Lin Yi, the regiment's combat staff officer!"

"Ma Dazhi, commander of the first infantry company!"

"Deng Bao, commander of the Second Infantry Company!"

"You need to hemp, Captain of the Third Infantry Company!"

"Kang Huojian, the engineer platoon leader!"

"Krupp, artillery platoon leader!"

Lin Hao saw Krupp when he was looking at the roster. Naturally, he would not let go of this top student who studied in Germany. He immediately appointed him as the platoon leader of the artillery platoon and gave him the mortar to use.

At this point, the basic structure of the Sichuan Army Corps has been completed. As for the communications corps and other arms, we will wait and see when suitable candidates are found later.

At least for now, the Sichuan Army looks like a regular regiment, rather than a group of defeated soldiers.

Three days later, more than 800 Sichuan Army soldiers gathered and marched towards the outside of Zenda City while shouting slogans.

"Left, right, left, left, left, brothers come join us!"

"Wearing yellow leather, with a ringing fire on the back, both leather shoes and straw sandals are acceptable!"

"Left, right, left, left, left, if you risk your life you will make a fortune!"

"Split the reward silver between you and me, and we'll have hot pot after the rice noodles!"

"Left, right, left, left, left, we Sichuan troops have a lot of money!"

At this time, more than 800 soldiers of the Sichuan Army were shouting desperately at the top of their lungs, and the passion in their hearts was burning more and more vigorously.

According to Meng Fanle, they are just a bunch of fools.

A group of people who always go to war with hope and patriotic passion to defeat the invaders, but end up in failure every time, and end up cursing and threatening that whoever goes again will be an idiot.

But every time someone comes to reorganize them, after a round of deception, they will find ways to convince themselves.

Yes, believe it again, we will definitely win.

Well, this is the last time. Anyone who believes it again is a fool.

It’s the last time!
And then the cycle repeats again and again!

And now, this group of fools have been successfully persuaded by Lin Hao with various reasons to try again. Maybe there is hope this time.

But this time they believed in their hearts that Lin Hao would not let them down!