Anti-Japanese War: I have a million soldiers and you call me a division commander?

After the Mingma power supply was completed, the heat wave that was set off throughout China has not yet affected the small place of Chujiabao, so naturally it has no way to affect Chu Feng.

When he returned at noon with his men, carrying the captured weapons and equipment, and the car was loaded with the Japanese military uniforms, command swords, guns, etc., it caused a sensation in the small place of Chujiabao.

Everyone looked at the spoils Chu Feng brought back as if they were watching a foreign spectacle. Everyone's face was filled with excitement. Many people were eager to try and looked at the soldiers under Chu Feng with envy.

"My young master is really amazing. He killed more than a thousand Japanese soldiers in one go!"

"I heard the Japs are very powerful. A few dozen of them can chase down an entire Shanxi-Suiyuan Army regiment!"

"Those clothes in the car must belong to the Japanese!"

"And those guns, wow, they look like good stuff!"

"..."

Everyone was discussing it excitedly. Although no one quite understood it, they were still talking about it excitedly.

The cheers and celebrations did not end just because Chu Feng returned home. Although no one took the lead, the sound of firecrackers, shouts, and crying soon rang out in the fort.

During this period, many people flocked to Chujiabao. Some of them left their homes, while others were killed by the Japanese devils. He was the only one in his family who survived.

Seeing a large group of Japanese devils being wiped out, these people felt that their hatred had been avenged and burst into tears.

After returning home, the army was handed over to Ge Dayong and Wang Tiezhu, and the family also arranged accommodation for them.

Chu Feng looked at Uncle Zhao Wu and asked, "Uncle Zhao Wu, is everything okay at home?"

"fine!"

Hearing Chu Feng's words, Uncle Zhao Wu waved his hand and said, "A lot of outsiders have come to Chujiabao, but after all, we have been fellow villagers for so many years, and the prestige of the young master's family is still there. Some people wanted to jump, but I took them down directly."

"Ok!"

Chu Feng nodded slightly when he heard this and said, "In troubled times, severe punishments are needed. We in Chu Family Castle cannot afford to be in chaos. On the one hand, we cannot afford to lose any of our weapons, equipment, ammunition, and food."

"Secondly, if the Chu Family Fort becomes chaotic, people will become restless and difficult to manage." Having said this, Chu Feng pondered for a moment and said, "These outsiders are dangerous after all. How about this, Uncle Zhao Wu?"

"Take your men and take them to count these people. If they have any special skills, we can try to retain them. After all, we will need some skilled people to fight the Japanese in the future."

"We're also selecting some people with good character to see if they want to stay. Then, whether they want to serve in the military or we can give them jobs is up to us."

"As for the rest, we can guide them to leave. My suggestion is to let them continue south. Jin Province is no longer safe."

"Everyone crosses the Yellow River to Sanqin Province. There are Zhongtiao Mountain, Luliang Mountain, and the Yellow River as a natural barrier. Although we have to leave our homes, at least the Japanese can't attack there."

Hearing Chu Feng's words, Uncle Zhao nodded in agreement and said, "Young Master, you are right to worry. If so many people stay, it will cause chaos if one is not handled properly. The best way is to send them away."

"Leave this matter to me. I will bring people to handle it tomorrow and try to resolve it in the shortest possible time."

Chu Feng nodded and said, "Okay, Uncle Zhao, you will be in charge of this matter. If necessary, you can mobilize troops to carry out the task. I will also order the troops to set up checkpoints on the road leading to Chu Family Fort."

Chu Feng did not show mercy and ask all the people who had gathered in Chujiabao these days to stay, not even the elderly, the weak, women and children. Instead, he was ready to persuade them to move south, or cross the Yellow River to Sanqin Province in the west.

The reason is that if one acts like a saint in troubled times, the first person to suffer the backlash will be himself.

He needs talents, truly useful talents. He now has an army of less than 5,000 people and cannot protect everyone. He can only selectively protect them.

And when screening, we have to make distinctions. For example, Chu Feng needs those who are willing to stay and those who are obedient. He will definitely not accept those who are disobedient.

After handing this matter over to Uncle Zhao Wu, Chu Feng started to get busy.

There are now two troops, one is the Soviet-equipped ace regiment, one is the primary militia regiment, and there is a security team of more than 100 people formed by the original body, totaling more than 4,900 people.

If you want to ensure the combat effectiveness of the troops, the best way is to take the Suxie Ace Regiment as the core, disrupt the primary militia regiment and the security team of more than 100 people, and integrate them into the Suxie Ace Regiment. This can ensure the combat effectiveness of the troops to the greatest extent without affecting the tacit cooperation of the Suxie Ace Regiment.

So during this period of time after he came back, Chu Feng had been working on the new organization of the troops. After two hours of busy work, the organization of the troops was freshly finalized, and he called Uncle Zhao Wu, Ge Dayong, and Wang Tiezhu.

During this period, all the weapons and equipment rewarded by the system have been delivered and stored in the warehouse by Uncle Zhao Wu.

"Uncle Zhao Wu, Dayong, Tiezhu, I called you three over here because I have something to tell you!"

Looking at his current core subordinates, Chu Feng said without any further ado: "In order to ensure the combat effectiveness of the troops, I plan to make some adjustments to the organization of the troops."

Hearing Chu Feng's words, Ge Dayong and Wang Tiezhu felt something in their hearts, and there was a hint of anticipation in their eyes.

"In the new organization, our Jinbei Independent Regiment is composed of six battalions, including three infantry combat battalions, namely the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd Battalions, each with 1050 people."

"The reconnaissance company, guard company, and engineer company were merged into the Special Operations Battalion, responsible for the protection and security of the regimental headquarters, as well as reconnaissance and special operations for the entire regiment. The battalion consists of 800 people."

"The artillery battalion has been expanded to include six artillery batteries, equipped with 36 120mm heavy mortars, and a total of 850 personnel."

"A quartermaster battalion, which currently has only a 30-man officer corps, will have 1500 men after recruiting, making it the largest battalion in the regiment."

"The entire regiment, excluding the supply battalion and including the 50 men at the regimental headquarters, has a total of 4850 men. If the supply battalion arrives, the total number of men will be 6350."

When they heard Chu Feng introduce the new organization of the troops and the number of people in each battalion, their eyes widened.

"Commander, isn't 1050 people a bit too many for a battalion?" Ge Dayong asked, unable to contain himself.

It’s not that Ge Dayong doesn’t like having a lot of people, but everyone’s battalion usually has 400 to 500 people, or 600 at most, and his own camp suddenly has 1,050 people, which is a bit unexpected!

"not much!"

Chu Feng waved his hand casually upon hearing this, and said nonchalantly: "The Japanese have 1100 men in one battalion, and we have 50 fewer men than them. In my plan, one of our battalions will face one battalion of the Japanese."

“……”*3!

The three of them were speechless when they heard this, but after thinking about it carefully, they felt a little excited.

After all, the number of people in one of his battalions was almost the same as that of an ordinary regiment of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army. Although he was nominally the battalion commander, he was actually doing the work of a regimental commander.