Now that Jie Xi said so, Wang Pu couldn't urge him any more, so he asked again:
"How long will it take?"
Jie Xi frowned. Not to mention that he couldn't vouch for the navy people. Even if he knew, he couldn't say anything - it was a military secret.
Seeing his vague expression, Pang Yu had no choice but to come up and help him with a few words:
"How can we do things accurately at sea? But don't you worry, Old Wang, about what we are doing? In good conscience, even the military towns of the Ming Dynasty cannot be gathered together in such a short period of time. Besides, let's talk about it A word that is not afraid of violating taboos"
Pang Yu smiled and said:
"Our troops are now concentrated in Taiwan, Luzon, which is regarded as a 'foreign land' by the Ming emperors and ministers. This can reassure the Ming Dynasty. If we have the ability to gather an army at Tianjin Port in a very short period of time, It is enough to match an army of tens of thousands of people, so the court will probably be nervous by then, right?"
"Well……"
As soon as these words came out, Wang Pu's expression suddenly brightened. He, Wang Jieshan, is now regarded as a shrewd and capable new political star in the Ming Dynasty, but in the eyes of the generals of the Qiong Navy, especially Jie Xi Pang Yu, he is still the poor, sour, but strong-willed young man of the past. Little promotion officer. There is no need to mince words when talking to him, just say what you want.
And Pang Yu's two words really choked Wang Pu - originally, with the help of short-haired telegrams, it was a miracle that the troop deployment order could be sent to the ground within one day, requiring the other party to do so within ten days and a half. It is even more impossible to complete the concentration within the time limit. That is to say, short-haired dogs have created so many miracles in the past that the emperors and ministers of the Ming Dynasty had unrealistic illusions about it.
——The reinforcements they mobilized from Liao Town outside the Pass have been almost two months old, and they still don’t know where they are.
This sentence alone is nothing more than a mockery of the generals. Anyway, that’s what the military officers of the Ming Dynasty were like. But Pang Yu's second sentence also included the Ming Dynasty literati - Wang Pu himself was a civil servant and knew the nature of those literati. In the current urgent situation, naturally I don't care about much. I just hope that the short-haired soldiers will come as quickly as possible, and the more the better. But when the situation calms down in the future, if no one expresses some "preparatory" views on this Wang Jieshan will smash the seal of the Tianjin Prefecture and eat it!
This group of short-haired people really have an extremely deep understanding of the Ming Dynasty. Fortunately, this did not affect their attitude towards the Ming Dynasty, and they were quite happy to help. Ever since the Qiongzhou Prefecture was breached and he himself was forced to "become a thief", Wang Pu has always felt that the attitude of these short-haired people towards the Ming Dynasty was very strange - they only had more than a hundred people at that time, but they always used a He looked at this extremely huge empire with a condescending, even contemptuous look.
But in addition to contempt, they have unlimited emotions for the word "China". At the same time, they also admit that the Ming Dynasty is the orthodox China today - Wang Pu still can't understand where the short-haired theory came from. However, it seems that it is precisely because of this view that Shorthair will lend a helping hand to the Ming Dynasty again and again.
It is like a young and strong young man watching an old, frail, but ignorant relative of the same family staggering on the same road. Even though I look down on it, I still often reach out and give him a hand Yeah, that's how it feels. Usually, he always shows contempt unconsciously, and often speaks with rude and hidden sarcasm, but when he really encounters trouble and needs to fall, he still doesn't hesitate to help.
After figuring this out, Wang Pu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He said nothing more and just sighed:
"The Ming Dynasty is the master of the Central Plains after all. I hope that all of you will take care of it as soon as possible for the sake of being the descendants of Yan and Huang."
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Wang Pu went back. Originally, Pang Yu and others offered to treat him to a casual meal, but Wang Jieshan refused and said that since you have come all the way, I, the landlord, should have hosted a banquet for you, but now I really can’t. This emotion - my father is in trouble, I am anxious, I feel guilty, how can I eat and drink so much.
But I am too embarrassed to break the rules, so I can only say goodbye first, and then I can get drunk with you all after the matter is done.
Knowing that Wang Pu had such a temper, he didn’t stay here much. But when others are gone, I still have to eat here. In fact, Wang Jieshan wouldn't feel guilty even if he stayed - it was really just a light meal here, and it was in the military camp, sitting with the soldiers to eat, so there was no possibility of eating or drinking.
?????????????????????????????????????Originally, according to the rules of their Qiong Navy, if they are not sending troops out, there is no need to emphasize "the unity of officers and soldiers" too deliberately. After all, in today's era, if there is too much emphasis on equality in this aspect, it will be difficult to deal with outsiders. But Jie Xi had just returned to the old army and was trying to regain the morale of the army.You will definitely have to eat and sleep in the military camp for a while. Even the bedding and tents have been set up, and naturally they have to use the horse spoon to fish out the big pot when eating.
While eating, I also paid attention to the supply situation of the army. Qiong Haijun has always paid great attention to this aspect, not to mention that Pang Yu was in charge here before. The army's supplies have been fully prepared for a long time. Even if the main force from the rear comes, except for the weapons and ammunition that they need to carry themselves, there will be enough food and supplies.
However, when they saw that there were fresh bananas, pineapples and the like on the dining table, which are definitely "luxury" fruits in the north nowadays, Beiwei and others were still a little surprised - today they just sat down with a random company, no? Maybe it was a special offer, but it was really unanimous among the entire army.
Although Qiong Haijun’s food standards have always been very high, they are not exaggerated to this extent. There are indeed types of fruits and vegetables in the military supply, but they are all dry goods that are easy to store and transport. Fresh fruits and vegetables can only rely on "local delivery", and these southern fruits obviously cannot be purchased locally.
Pang Yu had to explain a few words about this:
"At the Beijing City University Market, about three months' worth of inventory has been backlogged here, and it won't be shipped in the near future. The perishable and perishable parts are used first, and they can't open a store there anyway …I’d like to ask you to say hello to Julie then.”
Thinking of his wife’s face, Jie Xi curled his lips and quickly shook his head:
"No, it's better to send a document to the trading company in the name of the military and go through formal channels. It's an honest matter, so why turn the official salt into private salt and sell it."
Pang Yu smiled and said no more, but Jie Xi refused to miss any opportunity to win over the soldiers. He picked up the bananas on the table, broke them and distributed them to the surrounding soldiers:
“Brothers, eat, you’re welcome, these are the tributes that were originally going to be sent to the palace, let’s help the emperor finish them off today!”
"Haha, finish them off!"
The surrounding sergeants shouted together, and the atmosphere suddenly became very lively. Beside him, Pang Yu, Bei Wei and others looked at each other, all with helpless smiles - the three captains of Qiong Haijun, Tang Jian and Wang Haiyang were all armed policemen, but they were no better at boosting morale and stimulating fighting spirit. However, the leader of the businessman group who was a monk in the middle of the road was dismissed.
This can be regarded as some kind of talent.
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Two days later, the northern latitude side made all preparations and set off with the reconnaissance company. There are only more than a hundred people, but they are equipped with more than two hundred horses. One person rides two horses, and their maneuverability is not inferior to that of the authentic Mongolian cavalry.
The Northern Latitude reconnaissance company was built entirely in accordance with the requirements of the special forces. The establishment given by the committee was originally at the battalion level, but because the selection conditions were too stringent, and he insisted on the principle of erring on the side of shortages and not recruiting those who did not meet the standards, it has not been able to do so until now. Make up a camp. And quite a few people are still in the training stage, and the company he brought out is all the elites in his hands.
"However, those who can still meet the standards despite such high requirements must be the best of the best. According to Beiwei: Even if he were dragged into modern society to compete with the military area reconnaissance brigade where he was originally trained, as long as the opponent did not use high technology to suppress people, his unit could compete with its opponents.
"However, compared to this era, the "high-tech" content of this army is indeed not low. Apart from anything else, even if others couldn't get the chance to change weapons and equipment, they must have finished it first. When Pang Yu was arranging logistical supplies for them, he noticed that during this expedition, the reconnaissance company carried only metal fixed ammunition and completely abandoned paper-cased ammunition.
When seeing him off, he even saw that each of the soldiers had a replica 56-and-a-half on their shoulders, with a black-painted folding triangular bayonet fixed on the gun body, but no one had a submachine gun.
"Why don't you bring a submachine gun? Don't you need firepower?"
Pang Yu said in confusion, while Beiwei shook his head:
"The submachine gun we developed ourselves still has some problems. The bullets are consumed too quickly in continuous rounds, and the accuracy of single-shot shooting is not good We are just scouts. If we don't attack large troops, five or six and a half firepower is enough. If we really want to meet the scale, Larger encounters mainly rely on this"
He pointed at the bags hanging on the sides of the soldiers' saddles, with long wooden handles exposed inside. Long-handled grenades have always been the most popular close-combat firepower among the officers and soldiers in their army. They are cheap and plentiful, except for a little bit. It has almost no shortcomings except for being a bit heavy.
On the shoulders of a few soldiers, Pang Yu noticed that they were carrying a strange firearm. The structure of the gun body was simple, and it seemed to have a larger bolt. But the barrel of the gun is extremely long, reaching almost two meters including the gun body. There is actually a muzzle brake at the muzzle, and the diameter of the tube is naturally thick enough.
"What are you"
Pang Yu looked at it carefully for a while, then suddenly said:
"Is it using 12.7 ammunition?"
"yes."
Beiwei laughed:
"Now that powerful ammunition has been developed, it would be a pity to use it only on machine guns. I discussed it with XCMG Feng Gong and others and developed this single-shot heavy rifle with a caliber of 12.7 But it has not been put into actual combat yet. Take it out and see the effect."