Japan was a country that lacked resources. More than half of the limited steel was taken away by the navy. Their army did not have much steel, so every heavy cannon and every shell was precious.
In front of the captain were more than 20 heavy cannons that still looked good. Among them, four or five were only slightly damaged and could be used immediately. There were also a dozen that could be used after being sent back for repair. This was simply a huge spoils of war!
"Damn it, if we had known that the Chinese were so cowardly, our artillery would not have wasted so much ammunition. We could have left a few more heavy cannons.”
"Your Excellency, there are still mountains of ammunition in this warehouse!!”
"Yuxi, the Chinese people actually don't even have ammunition... Something was wrong! Run!"
No matter how stupid the national army was, they wouldn't leave the ammunition in place. At least they could use the ammunition to destroy these heavy artillery. Unfortunately, it was too late.
"Little Japanese, go to hell with us!”
Peng Mengji had died a few hours ago due to a large amount of blood loss. The only two people left were holding the switch of the fuse. As for the heavily injured who could barely move, they staggered away with the thought of dragging a few of them down with them.
"Boom!"
A dark red mushroom cloud rose into the sky. Even though it was dozens of miles away, the gravel on the ground rolled up and down. The vibration wave of the explosion followed and lifted their clothes. However, the soldiers could smell the smell of blood in the wind. It was the blood of more than a dozen heavily injured soldiers and more than a thousand Japanese pirates!
The soldiers who looked like starving ghosts also put down the canned luncheon meat in their hands and saluted into the distance. Sacrifice always made people sad, but only the generous death of one after another could shatter the wishful thinking of the Japanese pirates.
Ding! Congratulations to the host, you have successfully eliminated 5467 Japanese pirates.
Reward: 1 clone factory. Every 10 minutes, a professional will be produced. The scope includes the armed forces, engineering, spies, medical care, etc. The subsequent missions can increase the production speed.
Prompt: The professionals created by the clone factory have complete fake identity information and have independent personalities. Other than being completely loyal to the host, they are almost no different from ordinary people.
To be able to produce 144 professionals from all walks of life in a day was a very terrifying reward. They could become pilots, tankers, naval officers, and so on. They could also become industrial experts, scientific research experts, agricultural experts, and so on. This made up for the biggest flaw.
From now on, as long as Wang Qiangguo had soldiers under him, he would be able to build this army into a strong army that could fight against 10 people alone.
Ding! We have entered the retreat phase. We will issue a follow-up mandatory mission.
Phase 2 mandatory mission, cover the retreat of the national army. Gather 20,000 scattered soldiers;
[Reward for success: Beginner Command Ability]
[Punishment for failure: Take back the clone factory.]
The system's rewards and punishments were still as generous and severe as ever, forcing Wang Qiangguo to be on high alert and not waste a single minute.
After dinner, the soldiers carried the newly exchanged equipment and rations and once again set off on the road of retreat.
"Old Liang, where are we?"
"Guild Leader, I don't dare to raise a torch in the middle of the night. I really don't know. I can only say that the direction is right.”
"What did the headquarters say?"
"They sent a guard battalion to pick us up, but now it's all a mess.”
A Scout ran over and hurriedly said,
"Reporting, regiment commander, there's a situation ahead.”
"Are they pirates?"
"The other party didn't raise a torch either. They should be friendly troops.”
"Let's go and take a look. It would be best if we can meet up.”
Wang Qiangguo and Old Liang were led by the scouts to a small mound beside the marching troops.
"Regiment Commander, this is definitely not a Japanese pirate. The sound of his shoes stepping on the ground is not right.”
"Let's go down and take a look."
"Which one? Stand there!"
There was an obvious local accent. Elder Liang hurriedly replied,
"We are the 10th Independent Artillery Regiment of the Central Army. This is the temporary commander of the 10th Independent Artillery Regiment.”
" Immediately." Seeing that it was a friendly army, a young man in a tattered military uniform made in Hanyang turned around and passed the message." Call the division commander over. There's a regiment commander in Lerry."”
The division commander was nearby and came over not long after.
"I am Yang Hanzhong, the commander of the 135th division under the jurisdiction of the Sixth Army.”
"I am the temporary commander of the 10th Independent Cannon Regiment of the Central Army, Wang Qiangguo. The original commander has already died, and we want to retreat with you.”
"No problem."
Although Yang Hanzhong's answer was very straightforward, he felt that it was a little against his conscience.
The two troops weren't far from each other. More than a thousand people sped up and soon completed the merger.
"Tsk tsk tsk, what kind of gun is that? It looks good!"
"What?"
"I'm sorry, he wanted to ask what kind of gun you have on your back?”
The company commander at the side came forward to translate and let the artillery officer understand. If he didn't look at his military rank, the artillery officer wouldn't have known that the person in front of him was the company commander because the company commander was dressed in the same tattered clothes as the soldier beside him.
"This is a German Kar98K and Mauser pistol.”
"What, what card and 98 something, better than my Hanyang made?”
"Heh, that's so amazing. High accuracy, long range, easy maintenance, and a complete gun family. Rifles and machine guns can use the same bullets!”
There was nothing to show off between soldiers except for their military ranks and equipment. Therefore, it was not surprising that the artillery officer's face turned red. If he had not met Wang Qiangguo, he would not have had the opportunity to carry such luxurious equipment.
"Lend me your pistol?"
"No, no. This is my first time touching it too. It's a treasure.”
"Stingy!"
The artillery soldier did not care about the resentment of his allies. He stubbornly used his right hand to carefully protect the bright pistol at his waist.
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