War of Resistance: My Leader, My Regiment
49 Meng, who absolutely did not believe, was annoyed.

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This undoubtedly gave Yu Xiao Qing another slap on the right side of his face!

Yu Xiao Qing felt ashamed, he decided to build the Nu River defense line as fast as possible!

The sun was already setting on the Southern Heavenly Gate.

Everyone stood at the peak of the Southern Heavenly Gate and looked at the red sun that was about to set.

Everyone was covered in blood, and the murderous aura had not dissipated.

All the soldiers of the Chuan Legion were using the Japanese's existing fortifications to strengthen their defenses.

Shen Qing took out a box of camel cigarettes from the warehouse and distributed them to everyone.

Meng Fan took out a roster and handed it to Shen Qing.

" 103 died. 17 of them were veterans who followed us, and the rest were new recruits."

"All the defeated soldiers have agreed to join the Chuan Corps. Now, we have 1563 people. You have a regiment!”

Shen Qing took the roster and flipped to the first page.

He took out a pen and crossed out Li Liansheng's name with trembling hands.

He swore in his heart that he would not lose a single one of his remaining brothers!

Long Wenzhang stood at the top of the mountain with one hand on his waist and the other supporting Ying Qiqi. He was smiling so hard that his face looked like a fried dough twist.

"Detected that the host's battle has ended. Do you want to begin the reward calculation?”

A long-lost voice sounded again.

Only then did Shen Qing realize that the reward calculation system had been upgraded!

What did this mean?

The chances of dropping good items had greatly increased!

Now that there were a few hundred new soldiers, the number of soldiers in the Chuan Legion was close to 1,600. It could be considered a full regiment.

After distributing all the garlands in the system, there were still some gaps.

Shen Qing was even a little impulsive. He wanted to change the setting and change it to focus on quantity rather than quality.

However, he suppressed this thought for the time being.

Let's see what good things will drop after this battle!

"Begin immediately!"

" Calculating reward, please wait…"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining Maxim Water-cooled Heavy Machine Gun x1! 333 bullets x30!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 110mm mortar x10! Cannons x500!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the submachine gun card x100! Submachine gun magazine x1000!"

Ding!"Congratulations to the host for obtaining 300 injections of morphine and 2000 high-calories military canned food."

"Ding…"

A string of generous rewards were distributed to the system warehouse.

Shen Qing did not have any other doubts, but he did not understand the submachine gun card.

"System, how do I use the submachine gun self-selection card?”

"Answer the host, using the submachine gun self-selection card will provide you with two types of submachine guns for you to choose from!”

"Do you want to use it now?"

You can choose your own submachine gun?

When Shen Qing heard this, he immediately chose to use it immediately.

"Option 1, MP18 submachine gun."

" Option 2, the PPSh-41 submachine gun."

When Shen Qing heard these two options, he fell into deep thought.

The MP18 submachine gun was considered a good weapon. It had a fast firing rate and the barrel was covered with heat dissipation holes to ensure continuous firing.

In China, this kind of gun is also called a flower machine or a hand-held machine gun.

However, the disadvantage was that the ammunition capacity was small. Even with the snail drum, it only had a capacity of 32 rounds.

Good heavens, even using a drum, with less than 50 rounds of ammunition, how dare you call it a drum?

Thinking of this, Shen Qing immediately chose the second option!

The MPSH-41 submachine gun!

As the symbolic equipment of the Russians during World War II, Bobossa was known as the world's most powerful weapon!

It had good heat dissipation and an extremely fast firing rate. Most importantly, it had a total of 71 rounds!

After equipping Bobosha, the firepower of the Chuan Legion immediately rose to another level!

The only flaw was that it consumed too much ammunition, which would put a lot of pressure on the logistics.

If you are not careful, it will cause an embarrassing situation in the logistics department.

However, this was not a problem. The existence of the system made Shen Qing never consider the consumption of bullets.

After choosing the second option, he changed all the bullets from the submachine gun to Bobosha's magazines.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for making the selection. You have received 100 times the number of PPSh-41 submachine guns! Submachine gun magazines x2000!"

Shen Qing sighed in relief.

Although the number was a little small, it was still a big harvest.

100 Bobossa, 20 magazines per person, enough to play a huge role in a battle.

At this moment, two people walked over.

"Um, Guild Leader, there's a newcomer. This guy said he knows how to use a machine gun, so I brought him over for you to take a look."

The Enchanting Dragon brought over a burly man

This man had a full beard and his body was even thicker than the Lost Dragon.

The expression on his face was simple and honest. When he saw Shen Qing, he smiled embarrassedly.

"Let me tell you, this guy is really fierce. He picked up the Japanese and spun them three times before throwing them down.”

The Enchanting Dragon came up and pointed at the man as it praised him desperately. It was as if heroes were cherishing each other.

Shen Qing sized him up and was very satisfied.

This body was indeed born to carry a machine gun.

"What's your name?"

"Sir, my name is Cui Yong!"

When the man said that, Shen Qing remembered that there was such a person.

Although it didn't have much of a presence, it was still a monster whose combat power was comparable to that of the Enchanted Dragon.

"You're a machine gunner? You know how to use a machine gun?"

"Sir, I know how to use a Maxim machine gun, the water-cooled type!”

Cui Yong immediately replied excitedly,

" Oh my, Maxim's equipment is from Master Yu's regular army. I'm afraid our little temple doesn't have such equipment for you to play with."

"Why don't you ask for the machine gun of the Mystic Dragon?”

Meng Annoyed, as always, with a poisonous tongue

"Annoying bastard, I'll kill you!”

"You want my machine gun?”

When the Mystic Dragon heard that, it almost couldn't help but punch Meng Fan.

"Alright, isn't it just Maxim? Who says we don't have one?”

Shen Qing smiled and turned his gaze to a shell crater.

Soon, the Maxim Machine Gun and the equipment that they had just obtained were transferred there.

Then, he waved his hand heroically!

"Follow me!"

When everyone arrived at the crater, the first thing they saw was Maxim!

Boxes of ammunition and countless boxes. He wondered what was inside!

"My mother…"

"Commander, even if you strangle me to death right now, I still won't believe that these are all left behind by the Japanese…" Meng Fan said absentmindedly.

"If they had this equipment, at least half of us would have died!”

"Where the f * ck are you talking so much nonsense? Open the box!”

Shen Qing glared at Meng Fan. This kid was smart, but he was too curious.

The water-cooled Maxim was carried up, along with boxes of ammunition chains.

Cui Yong's eyes immediately lit up. When he saw the number of ammo chains, he almost fainted!

30 ammo chains, almost 10,000 bullets!

He had never been so generous before!

He stroked the bullet chains like they were precious, not knowing what to say.

"It's cold! It worked! As long as he added water into it, it would keep ringing!”

"Alright, alright, what are you showing off for? Go to the side!”

The dragon impatiently pushed him aside.

At this moment, the boxes were opened one by one.

"110mm mortar! Cripple Meng, I'm starting to believe what you said!”

When Long Wenzhang saw the cannon, it was as if he had seen a treasure. He immediately jumped down and carried it up.

With such a large caliber mortar, if the enemy attacked, it would be even more satisfying than blowing up a fish if they adjusted the elevation angle from the top of the mountain!

"What else?"

Shen Qing motioned for everyone to open the other boxes.

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