When they returned to Liu Village,
The new group of warriors who came back first were all shocked.
The ten or so people in front of him…
They all carried a few guns on their backs.
His chest was full of grenades.
It was as if they had robbed the Japanese's arsenal.
What was even stranger was that…
These people detained an island army officer.
It was as if the ones who broke through were the devils.
And these people were the pursuers.
Third Company Commander Zhang Xin came out very quickly.
According to a soldier who was familiar with Ge Shan,
The troops that returned were Ge Shan's troops.
Zhang Xin naturally had to go and see Ge Shan's situation.
Seeing Wang Hai in strange clothes,
Zhang Xin probed,"
"This comrade, may I know who you are…"
Without waiting for Wang Hai to answer,
Ge Shan quickly said,
"Company Commander, this is Comrade Wang Hai.
It was a weapon designer who had returned from abroad.
He could design and make good weapons.
Look, this gun in my hand,
The firepower of this gun is comparable to our entire squad!
I have already invited Comrade Wang Hai to join the Eighth Route Army, and he has agreed.”
As he spoke,
Ge Shan shook the M4 in his hand.
It meant that he wasn't talking nonsense.
A weapon designer who returned from overseas?
This identity made Zhang Xin respect him.
He stretched out his hand and said,
"Comrade Wang Hai, hello, I am Company Commander Zhang Xin.
Welcome to the Eighth Route Army!
Now I'll take you to see our leader.
Wang Hai shook hands with Zhang Xin and said,"
"Company Commander Zhang, you're too polite!
From now on, we'll be a family."
The two of them were polite again and again.
In the end, Wang Hai was sent to Brigade Commander Chen of the 386th Brigade.
Wang Hai had the identity of a weapon designer.
The new regiment naturally couldn't open an arsenal.
The Eighth Route Army also did not have many arsenal factories.
Wang Hai was destined to work in a higher-level unit.
Brigadier General Chen stretched out his hand and said,"
"Comrade Wang Hai, we have some understanding of you.
She was used to living in a big city overseas.
The conditions here are harsh. Is Comrade Wang Hai used to it?”
Wang Hai reached out and shook hands with Brigade Commander Chen.
"I'm not only an armament designer.
And he was strictly trained.
Suffering means nothing to me,
Brigadier Chen is too polite."
"Comrade Wang Hai, let's find a place for you first.
As the base of an Munitions Factory, what do you think?”
Of course, but let's make this clear,
If I have the chance, I will also go to the battlefield.
You can't keep me in the arsenal.”
"This…Comrade Wang Hai,
The importance of the arsenal to the army.
I think you know,
You'd better change your conditions!"
Brigade Commander Chen was very depressed.
Why did this weapon designer go to the battlefield?
"No, I came back to contribute to the war.
Otherwise, I'll be fine overseas.
Why did you come back?"
Wang Hai could not agree to this condition.
If we don't kill the devils, where will our merits be?
Where could he go to change weapons and their production lines?
Brigade Commander Chen patiently advised,"
"Comrade Wang Hai, finish up the work at the factory.
It was also to contribute to the war of resistance.
As valuable as fighting on the front lines,
Am I right?
Wang Hai shook his head.
If the brigade commander doesn't agree to my conditions,
I'll go to Division 115 or Division 120.”
If he was really a weapon designer,
There was nothing wrong with staying in the Munitions Factory.
But he had to kill the Japanese to get the weapons and production line.
Therefore, Wang Hai had to insist on this condition.
Hearing Wang Hai's words,
Brigadier General Chen had no choice but to agree to Wang Hai's request."
"Since comrade Wang Hai insists,
I agreed.
I'll send another platoon,
As the security platoon of the Munitions Factory,
How about Comrade Wang Hai?”
"No problem, let's do it!"
Alright, I'll get the paperwork ready.
Comrade Wang Hai can take a break now!
When Brigadier Chen finished speaking,
System Notification:
"Temporary mission to join the Eighth Route Army.
And lead the troops to retreat to Liu Jia Village to complete the task.
15000 merit points had been distributed.”
Wang Hai looked at his total merit points.
At 18550 points…
He looked at the system records.
Discovering those devils killed by the Eighth Route Army was considered a meritorious service.
It was as if he had tacitly acknowledged him as the commander of that battle.
After a while,
Brigadier General Chen asked the platoon of guards to bring Wang Hai away.
He chose a mountain that wasn't too high.
Set up the arsenal in the cave,
This was something that could not be helped.
The 8th Route Army had no air defense capabilities.
If it was on flat ground,
They would be blown up by the Japanese planes.
Therefore, for an important unit like the Munitions Factory,
Set in the cave,
It's a natural bomb shelter,
If the devils want to attack the arsenal,
They had to send out ground troops.
This was the safest option for the 8th Route Army.
Wang Hai thought to himself,
It seemed that he had to get some individual air defense missiles in the future.
Let's see if the island army plane still dares to be so arrogant!
Wang Hai was lying in his residence.
He checked the price of the air defense missiles.
Even the weakest anti-air missile would cost 1000 merit points.
She almost bit her tongue.
He had originally thought that 10,000 contribution points was considered rich.
He didn't expect that he could only buy ten of the cheapest individual air defense missiles!
F * ck! It seemed that he would have to kill more Japanese!
Wang Hai was helpless.
He saw many soldiers of the Eighth Route Army using cold weapons on the road.
Such as broadswords, spears, etc.
He wanted to get some weapons for these warriors first!
Wang Hai looked for Brigade Commander Chen.
The latter quickly served tea and smiled.
"Comrade Wang Hai, do you have any difficulties?
Tell me, I will definitely find a way to solve it for you.”
The guard's jaw dropped in shock.
Those regiment commanders came.
The brigade commander was not polite at all.
Yet, this young man received such friendly treatment from the Guild Leader.
Although the factory was indeed very important,
But was it really that exaggerated?
Wang Hai said,
"I see that quite a few of the soldiers in our brigade use cold weapons.
I just want to solve this problem first."
Brigade Commander Chen:
"Tell me, what do you think?
The brigade will definitely give their full support."
Brigadier Chen's expression was still very calm.
However, he was very excited.
Wang Hai's expression was very calm.
Clearly, he was confident.
This was due to the rapid expansion of the army
As for the 386th Brigade, which had a shortage of weapons,
It was too important.
Otherwise, why would he be so excited?
"I'm going out to pick up two of my colleagues these days.
They also brought some weapons.
There was also equipment for making firearms.
It might take a few days.
When moving things,
I will inform the brigade commander."
Bring a few warriors with you. It's better to be careful.
There was no need. They had already reached the base and would not be in danger.
Brigade Commander Chen considered for a moment.
"Alright then, be careful, Manager Wang."”
I thought that in the guerrilla zones or the Japanese areas,
No matter how good Wang Hai was,
Danger lurked everywhere,
Brigadier General Chen was about to send someone over.
It would be easier to do it in the base area.
Even if there are spies,
With Wang Hai's combat strength, he could completely deal with it.
Brigadier Chen was very clear about Wang Hai's combat ability.
According to the report of the warrior who returned this time,
Wang Hai killed hundreds of Japanese.
This battle record was better than an entire regiment of the Eighth Route Army.
The rest of the soldiers were only there to assist.
That was why Wang Hai said that he would only go around the base.
Brigade Commander Chen was not so worried.
Wang Hai's skills,
Twenty to thirty Japanese should be helpless against Wang Hai.
Wang Hai changed into casual clothes.
They left the 386th Brigade's base.
He planned to find a hidden place to get his guns and equipment.
Then, he asked Brigade Commander Chen to send someone to get it.
What Wang Hai did not expect was,
Not long after he left,
He was surrounded by his own people.
During this period,
The control of the Eighth Route Army base area was very strict.
Whether they were wearing military uniforms or ordinary people's clothes,
They all have to go through strict inspections.
This was to prevent spies from sneaking into the base to steal information.
Wang Hai's appearance was especially eye-catching.
She was wearing an ordinary pair of lapels.
But you look so strong
He didn't look like an ordinary person!
Maybe he was a puppet spy!
Five soldiers in tattered clothes who looked like militia surrounded Wang Hai.
One of the 'old men' who was no less than 50 years old shouted in a vigilant tone,
"Take out your travel pass."
The five militiamen were not only naked,
Their weapons were also very bad. There were only three guns for five people.
Among them, the old man had the best weapon.
It's made in Hanyang,
Two old muskets,
The other two were spears.
Though their weapons are crude,
However, Wang Hai still admired them.
The ancestors of the war of resistance used this kind of weapon to fight against the island bandits.
Every single one of them was a true hero!
Wang Hai felt that he should do something.
At least they could bring good guns.
And bring enough bullets.
Wang Hai nodded and reached into his pocket.
The five militiamen looked as if they were facing a great enemy.
The old man holding the Hanyang products asked with an unfriendly expression,
"What do you want?"
Wang Hai was helpless.
Didn't you ask me to get the travel pass?
He had a pass from Brigadier Chen.
You can enter and exit the 386th Brigade as you wish.
Seeing how careful the militia were,
Wang Hai found it very interesting.
He suddenly wanted to teach them how to fight.
When Wang Hai was serious,
His entire body emitted a sharp aura.
The five militiamen suddenly tensed up.
Although Wang Hai did not take out any weapons,
However, the five militiamen felt a sense of danger.
This kind of aura was formed from Wang Hai's many years of battlefield experience.
Perhaps it was the legendary killing intent?
Though he never showed it,
But others could still feel it.
Especially the old man who was being stared at by Wang Hai.
He felt like he was being stared at by a fierce tiger.
He subconsciously raised his Hanyang Zao.
"You…What do you want?
Let me remind you, this is the base of the Eighth Route Army.
Not the Japanese!"
Wang Hai smiled and said,
"Nothing. I just wanted to say,
Sir, you shouldn't use a gun like this.”
After saying this, Wang Hai suddenly attacked,
The old man was shocked and was about to load the gun.
Suddenly, a strong force came from the gun.
The old man exclaimed,
The Hanyang Zao in his hand "flew" into Wang Hai's hands.
This sudden change…
The other four militiamen were shocked.
Two militiamen with muskets immediately went to their pockets to search for bullets.
The reason why he didn't load it in advance…
Because muskets are easy to load,
It's not a real war,
No one would load it in advance.
However, it was obviously too late to reload now.
How could Wang Hai, who had been through hundreds of battles, give them this chance?
At such a close distance,
He didn't even need to aim.
Bang bang.
The muskets in the hands of the two militiamen were knocked out by bullets.
It landed on the ground.
It was over!
The old man was completely disheartened.
I didn't expect this puppet spy to be so powerful.
With his old-fashioned Hanyang gun, he kept shooting.
In just half a second,
He could tell how brilliant the other party's marksmanship was.
The people he knew,
It definitely wouldn't be this powerful.
The old man thought to himself,
The two shots must have killed the two musketeers.
The remaining two only had spears.
How could he be a match for this puppet spy?
The old man wanted to fight with this puppet spy.
Even though he knew that he was no match for this spy.
However, he didn't even have the chance to risk his life now.
Wang Hai grabbed his neck with one hand.
That hand was very strong.
The old man could not break free at all.
Now, he couldn't even say a word.
Motherf * cker puppet spy,
He was actually an expert!
The old man did not care about his life or death.
However, he was concerned about the survival of the other militiamen.
They were all from the same village.
The other four militiamen were the old man's juniors.
In the old man's heart,
The four young militiamen were more important than him.
The four militiamen had no weapons.
He still screamed,
"Dog spy, release Grandpa Wen immediately.
Otherwise…Otherwise…"
The militiaman who shouted thought for a long time.
She didn't know what to say.
Now, it seemed that they did not have the strength to defeat this spy?
When the old man heard this, he was a little stunned.
The voice belonged to a militiaman wielding a musket.
Wasn't he beaten to death by a spy?
He focused his eyes.
The four militiamen were still fine.
Only two muskets were sent flying.
The old man didn't understand what this spy wanted to do.
Shouldn't he kill himself now?
Then go to the base to cause trouble?
Wang Hai felt that it was about time.
He let go of the hand on the old man's neck.
He then threw Hanyang Zao to him.
"I'm not a dog spy.
He was the director of the 386th Brigade Munitions Factory.
This time, he was out on business.
I was just teaching you how to fight."
Wang Hai returned the gun to the old man.
The few of them were very confused.
It seemed that this guy really wasn't a spy?
However, why didn't he show the road slip just now?
The five militiamen were still a little confused.
Wang Hai, who could tell that they were puzzled, took out the pass that Brigadier Chen had given him.
He handed it to the old man.
"This is the ID that Brigadier Chen gave me.
Sir, look, I'm really not a spy.”
Grandpa Wen took a look and realized that it was true.
He returned the documents to Wang Hai.
"So it's Factory Manager Wang. I'm really sorry.
Now, Manager Wang could leave.
But Factory Manager Wang taught us how to fight,
What does that mean?"
"Did I say something wrong?
If I were not the Eighth Route Army but the enemy,
Are you still alive?"
The five militiamen, who were initially angry, immediately became dejected.
Factory Manager Wang was right.
If he was really an enemy,
Two shots could kill two people.
Grandpa Wen, whose neck was stuck, could easily die.
The other two skinny militiamen,
Could he deal with this very strong Factory Manager Wang?
When I knock out your muskets,
Why don't you rush up at once,
This way, at least I can give up on kidnapping Grandpa Wen.
Can't you fight without guns?
I am strong, but there are four of you,
Although you may not be able to compete with me,
But at least he could give it a shot.
But you are indifferent!
This result could only mean that everyone would die!”
The militiamen blushed.
Now, it seemed that they had indeed not done well.
This frustrated some of them,
They were so lousy.
Wang Hai did this.
He just hoped that the militia would have more experience in fighting enemies.
After all, the current situation was still very cruel.
It was not bad to get a little more experience.
The militiamen had ugly expressions.
Wang Hai wondered if his "lesson" was too heavy.
Originally, he wanted to give them more combat experience.
If their confidence was shattered,
That would be self-defeating!
Wang Hai spoke again,
"Why are you crying?
Is it because you lost to me?
Can't you bear this little failure?”
"How can there be such a thing?" Grandpa Wen retorted.
The leader said that failure was the mother of success.”
The other four militiamen also said,"
"Yes! We don't feel sad about this failure.
We're glad to have learned so much.”
Failure is the mother of success,
Did the leader mean that failure was the mother of success?
Did he really have to translate it like that?
Grandpa Wen said,"You wasted two of my bullets!"”
The entire village's militia didn't even have 30 bullets!
How can I not be sad?"
As soon as he said that,
Grandpa Wen couldn't stop his tears from flowing out.
Wang Hai was silent.
Even the regular Eighth Route Army,
It's just three shots and eight routes.
Not to mention the militia?
Men don't shed tears easily.
Now, just for two bullets,
The fifty-year-old Grandpa Wen couldn't help but cry.
How bitter was this!
Not only the militia,
Most of the troops of the Eighth Route Army
There was also such distress.
Wang Hai apologized for his "mistake".
"I'm sorry I wasted two of your bullets.
I'm very sorry about this!
Humph!
Grandpa Wen was very unhappy.
But who asked them to make a mistake?
He could only snort to express his emotions.
Wang Hai reached into his pocket again.
At the same time, he called out to the system.
He chose a Mauser C96 military pistol.
This box cannon was also known as the shell gun.
It was the type with the largest amount of equipment in the eastern army.
7.63mm in diameter, 6 magazine capacity.
There were 10 to 20 shots.
Wang Hai chose the 20-shot model.
"Master exchanged for a Mauser C96 military pistol.
Requires 1 merit point. Confirm exchange?”
"Yes!"
Even if he wanted to compensate the old man with a rifle or a machine gun,
However, the current situation did not allow it.
Wang Hai could only pretend that he took it from his arms.
He took out this Shell Spear.
Wang Hai pretended to take it out of his arms.
He stuffed it into Grandpa Wen's hands.
"I'm sorry I wasted two of your bullets.
This Shell Spear is your compensation!
I believe those 20 bullets will make up for your losses."
Grandpa Wen was very excited. He fired twenty bullets.
It was a huge sum of money for him.
It was equivalent to a lottery player who won five million in the 21st century.
However, Grandpa Wen thought for a moment.
He still returned the shell spear to Wang Hai.
"I can't take it. The main force needs this gun more.”
Though they speak like this,
Grandpa Wen's eyes betrayed his heart.
Only Grandpa Wen understood.
A high-quality shell gun would be more effective in the hands of the main force. He could not do that.
Wang Hai did not take the gun."
"Keep it. You saw my ID just now.
I am the factory manager of the arsenal.
The weapons created were meant for the army.
Of course, there was also the militia.
So you don't have to feel burdened,
I believe that there will be better weapons in your hands in the future.”
Grandpa Wen thought about it and agreed.
Why was he so old and muddle-headed?
This comrade Wang Hai was the factory manager appointed by the brigade commander.
How could he lack bullets?
Thinking of this,
Grandpa Wen reminded Wang Hai again,"
"Well, Factory Manager Wang,
Just now, you even broke two of our guns…"
Wang Hai widened his eyes in surprise.
He thought to himself that he was the factory manager of the Munitions Factory.
This scene changed so quickly!
Grandpa Wen saw Manager Wang's eyes widen.
She felt a little embarrassed.
However, it was not easy to meet the factory director of the Munitions Factory.
Now that he saw it, he should take the opportunity to ask for a few more guns.
Therefore, although Grandpa Wen was embarrassed,
He still looked at Wang Hai with hope.
The other four militiamen also looked at Wang Hai with hope.
The factory manager of the Munitions Factory.
He probably wouldn't be able to see it again after today.
Cough, Sir System, what you said makes sense.
But I don't have a gun on me,
This time, I'm on a business trip to bring back a batch of weapons.
How about this? When the time comes, we'll need some people to transport the weapons.
You call the village militia to help,
I give you thirty rifles,
How about 2,000 bullets?
A few militiamen were excited when they heard this.
30 rifles and 2,000 bullets?
How much wealth was that?
Even the main force,
He wouldn't be so generous, right?
Factory Manager Wang, are you telling the truth?”
Grandpa Wen asked excitedly,
This batch of weapons and ammunition was too much.
Grandpa Wen couldn't believe it.
The other four militiamen also felt like they were dreaming.
Could they really get so many weapons and ammunition?
Some people even thought,
If this was really a dream,
Then don't let me wake up so soon!
Wang Hai said casually,
"Of course, these bullets are nothing to an arsenal.”
Grandpa Wen immediately reached out and grabbed Wang Hai's hand."
"Thank you, comrades of the Munitions Factory.
These bullets were nothing to the Munitions Factory.
But for our militia,
It's too important!"
"Grandpa Wen, you're too polite.
I still have something to do. I'll look for you again in a while.”
Wang Hai smiled and said goodbye.
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