There were still more than ten thousand people in the camp. Five thousand of them, Zhang Xiaoqiang planned to settle them on the island in the center of the lake. The remaining five thousand people would be transported by ship.
The 1,200 soldiers were divided into three groups. Two hundred of them would be escorted by the fleet. The Yangtze River Fleet was officially established. The Explorer 001 and three 062 high-speed escort boats, as well as the heavy firepower platform were used as combat ships. In addition, there were two supply ships as logistics ships. In addition, there was a high-speed troop transport ship. The entire fleet consisted of eight ships of various sizes and more than 300 people.
This Yangtze River Fleet was not a small force under Zhang Xiaoqiang's command. It was also an important force in the base. As for the commander of the fleet, Zhang Xiaoqiang had a headache. It was not easy to find someone to be the commander of a fleet. He had to be a professional and had at least been in the Navy. When it came to the Navy, Zhang Xiaoqiang did have one of his subordinates.
"Zhang Xiaoqiang … the cannon you asked us to bring back has been calibrated. The three practice rounds will not hit more than a hundred meters away …"
As the first batch of meritorious militia, he became the captain of the militia along with Chi Yong and the others. Later, because of the formation of the fleet, he became the deputy captain of the heavy firepower platform. With Zhang Xiaoqiang's attack on the shipyard, at the critical moment, he ordered the concentrated firepower on the heads of the combatants to block the S2 zombies and buy time for the main force to retreat.
However, Gao Feng had always been very low-key. Whether he was an ordinary militia or an official member, he did not show any sadness or joy. He was like an otherworldly master. If this kind of indifference appeared on a middle-aged man in his forties, Zhang Xiaoqiang would never doubt it. But when it appeared on a 22-year-old former college student, he hesitated because he could not see through this young man. He did not know if it was the right decision to hand over the Yangtze River Fleet to him.
The garrison captain of the island was Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaotian was not liked by Zhang Xiaoqiang, but he left an impression in Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart. The island was an important place, but it was a relatively safe place. The requirements for the garrison captain of the island were not too high. Naturally, Zhang Xiaotian was stunned by the unexpected good news.
At that time, Zhang Xiaoqiang promoted him to an official member and was given the title of First Class Sergeant. As a militia of the same period, Gao Feng was a relatively outstanding talent. In Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind, he had a lot of potential.
There were also 800 militias, which were divided into three groups by Zhang Xiaoqiang. One group was led by Ding Luo, who led 300 people to collect food and supplies.
The other group was led by the former Division Leader Zhao Deyi, who was responsible for training 300 people. The rest were divided into Huang Quan's subordinates and temporarily trained by Zhao Deyi. These 800 people were regarded as a whole and were all under the command of Huang Quan. Huang Quan was promoted to the captain, Ding Luo and Zhao Deyi became the deputy captain, and the original squad leaders became the squadron leaders.
At that time, the entire camp would only have more than 100 people left to guard. They would recruit thousands of people to grow vegetables or crops for the camp. The vegetables received every day would be transported by ship to the island in the center of the lake, and the people on the island would collect the special products of the lake and start breeding to supply the base with non-staple food.
Under the dilemma, Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to personally become the commander of the Yangtze River Fleet and promoted Gao Feng to be the deputy commander of the fleet. As long as he was in charge of the fleet, all the marines would only know that their highest commander was the leader of the entire base.
The entire camp was mobilized. Everything that could be sold in the market was sold to others. The rice tickets were also collected on a large scale. In the future, the large-scale exchange could only rely on ships to transport food from the island. At the same time, some of the daily necessities would also be brought over by ships to be exchanged.
These 800 people were prepared by Zhang Xiaoqiang to return by land. Originally, he planned to bring these 800 people back to the ferry by the river and then bring the 2,000 soldiers to attack the armory. After emptying the armory and leaving some leftovers for Liu Zhenghua, they would bring a large number of heavy weapons back to the base.
"The error is less than 100 meters?
Are you kidding me?
Could it be that the cannon can only guarantee that its shells won't land on our butts?
A 100 meter error?
Oh my god!
Even the return cannon of the Yuan Dynasty is more accurate than it. They are the ones who throw stones … … "
Zhang Xiaoqiang was discussing with Zhang Huai'an about organizing a fleet of over a thousand people to return home when Wang Le ran over and reported to Zhang Xiaoqiang with a depressed face.
Gao Feng, a native of Shandong Taishan. He studied at the Naval Engineering University and was originally a student. When the virus broke out, he followed the retreating personnel to the gathering point and was one of the first batch of militia to join Zhang Xiaoqiang. He had always been low-key and was diligent in everything he did. He was responsible and worked hard in training.
Regardless of whether it was food or commodities, the camp only recognized large quantities. Large quantities of commodities would be traded to the gathering point and a 10% tax would be collected. The gathering point would then retail the large quantities of commodities and collect the taxes and profits collected by the camp from the purchasers. Thus, the camp began to play the role of a wholesaler. The market outside the camp was specialized in retail. Those small forces that were previously unimportant had transformed into small merchant groups and the gathering point was thriving.
200 soldiers became marines and the remaining 200 formed the Huxin Island Garrison. The Garrison consisted of 200 people and was organized as a platoon. Originally, there were only 100 people in a platoon. Zhang Xiaoqiang's military strength had increased too quickly. 1200 people plus the 500 people in the base made a total of 1700 people. If they were to join, he would have 17 platoon leaders and 3 senior leaders. This was not realistic at the moment as he did not have that many high-quality reserve officers. The military academy in the camp had just started and the number of armed personnel was increasing rapidly. Zhang Xiaoqiang's capable subordinates were no longer enough. Even Ding Luo had become the commanding officer of the 300 militia. It could be seen that Zhang Xiaoqiang lacked military talents.
"Wang Le, what do you want me to say?
Zhang Xiaoqiang let you assemble the cannons because he trusted you. How can you betray Zhang Xiaoqiang's trust?
Tell me the truth. What have you been busy with these days?
Have you not put your mind on the cannons … "
"Not really. I just thought that there's no need to rush the cannons. We can't use them now anyway. They're too heavy. It's the first time the gunner teams operating the cannons have come into contact with them. They're more complicated than mortars. I think that it'll probably take a long time for them to be used in combat.
So … "
"So you don't take it seriously?
So you forget your duty? So you're always absent-minded and don't know what to do?
Wang Le, you have to understand your position. You're the person in charge of the repair factory. There are hundreds of people under you waiting for your orders. Are you doing this to me, to the camp, and to the hundreds of people following you? "
Zhang Huai'an spoke. These days, he felt that there was something wrong with Wang Le. Wang Le had been nagging all day. When he saw him, he didn't greet him like he used to. It was as if his soul had been hooked by something. Under such a state, no matter what he did, there would be no results. Come to think of it, Wang Le didn't take it seriously.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Wang Le in disbelief. What was the difference of 100 meters to a modern cannon?
It was something that had no accuracy at all. He didn't dare to say where it would hit, but it was certain where it would hit. Was there a need for Zhang Xiaoqiang to bring such a thing back to the base?
This way, the base would have a large rear. Although the distance was not close, it could be used to share the risk. No matter what kind of attack they encountered, they would be able to retain a trace of vitality.