He stared at the smoke in the distance.
"Gray Cloud Ridge!"
"This is the World of Unsheathed Swords!"
Looking at the map on the system interface and the explosion in the distance, Wan Zhenhua understood the situation.
The name of this place was too deep in his memory.
In the World of Drawing Swords, Commander Li had led a new regiment to this place. They had defeated the Sakata United Regiment and used the strength of the main force of the Eighth Route Army to break through the encirclement. They had defeated the Sakata United Regiment and even killed their commander.
The results were remarkable.
Although they had caused heavy casualties to the enemy and even killed the highest commander of the enemy's regiment, when others heard of this result, they would definitely give a thumbs up and praise the Surface Tiger Army. However, the price that the new regiment had paid in this battle was also huge.
The Sakata Regiment was the infantry regiment of the Japanese permanent division. They had been on the battlefield for a long time, were well-equipped, well-trained, and had high morale. In terms of combat strength, whether it was individual or group battles, they were the elites of the elites.
Even if they had caught the Japanese off guard, and even if the new regiment was the main force of the main force, after this battle, the new regiment's casualties were not small. They were even slightly higher than the Japanese.
The army suffered heavy casualties and disobeyed orders. Even if there were significant results, the high-ranking officials of the Eighth Route Army, who were angered by his disobedience, were sent to the clothing factory to embroider.
" Sakata was killed in this episode."
Wan Zhenhua's eyes suddenly lit up as he recalled the scene that was still vivid in his mind.
Then, he looked at his system.
[Strategic Salvation Support System]
The system is composed of the faith of all living beings. No points or check-in are required.
Randomly unlock 3-10 types of weapons and equipment on the 1st of each month. Any unlocked items are limited to 10,000 pieces per day. There is no limit to ammunition and daily items.
The final explanation was left to the National Salvation Support System.
After understanding the system announcement, Wan Zhenhua didn't care about the nonsense. Instead, he looked at the inventory.
ZB26 light machine gun.
M260mm mortar.
Mauser C96 pistol.
M1924 Mauser rifle.
M24 Long-handled Grenade.
Looking at the equipment unlocked by the system, Wan Zhenhua finished choosing and purchasing. He looked at the three cold-looking soldiers and ten carriages gifted by the system, clapped his hands, and said to himself,
"Let's go and support Commander Li.”
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" Who's there? Don't move! Raise your hands!"
On the left wing of the Gray Cloud Ridge, the first battalion of the new regiment, the first line of defense of the fourth company.
Five soldiers suddenly jumped out of cover, pointing the Hanyang Zao in their hands at Wan Zhenhua and the others. Under the cold light of the February winter, the bayonet inserted in the spear head flickered with a cold light.
Behind him, another soldier was hiding more than ten meters away, aiming at them with the muzzle of his 38-gun.
"Hello, I don't think we're your enemies."
Wan Zhenhua raised his hands and signaled the three soldiers behind him to put down their weapons.
The leader of the soldiers holding the Hanyang Zao squinted his eyes and looked around vigilantly. The front of the camp he was guarding against was a flat ground, about a hundred meters tall. In the distance was a barren rock field. The rocks were no taller than a person's knee, so it was not suitable for hiding troops.
After sweeping his gaze around, he did not find anyone else, which made him slightly lower his guard.
Then, he sized up the four strange people in front of him.
The person standing in front was tall and thin. He had short hair and was wearing a strange black coat. He was wearing leather boots, a beret on his head, and a pistol at his waist. However, he gave off a cool vibe and looked even cooler than a Japanese general.
Behind him, there were three men. Each of them was wearing a camouflage military uniform and a steel helmet. They were holding a standard submachine gun, two grenades hanging on their chests, and a pistol at their waist.
One look and one could tell that they were elites.
He had never seen such a soldier since he joined the army at the age of 15.
What are you doing here?"
The leader of the soldiers raised his Hanyang Zao and asked warily.
"Comrade, I am an overseas Chinese who returned from overseas. I heard that your Eighth Route Army is an anti-Japanese armed force, so I came all the way here to seek refuge.
Which department are you from? Who is the chief? Can you bring me to meet him?”
Wan Zhenhua took out the draft that he had prepared. He had gone through a lot of trouble to gain trust.
He even pretended not to know that these people were Li Yun Long's subordinates.
After all, how could an overseas Chinese know so much?
The military unit's serial number and officer were all military secrets. If they knew everything, they might be spies.
The leading soldier put away his gun and seriously sized up the person in front of him.
He was tall and thin, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. His thick hair was almost shining under the sunlight, and his face was fair and smooth. One look and one could tell that he was not a working person.
Right, this was similar to the college students who had stayed here for two days a few days ago.
"Wait, I'll go find our company commander.”
The leader felt that the person in front of him had an extraordinary bearing and spoke with power. Perhaps he really came to seek refuge.
"Third Child, what is it?"
A man walked over from the rear of the camp. There was a tortoise shell on his waist, and a row of sparse bullets were inserted into the rawhide bag.
"Company commander." The leading warrior was stunned for a moment and quickly repeated what the young man had just said.
" Chinese? Patriotic youth?"
The company commander was not unfamiliar with the latter word. He had also learned about the series of activities of the Patriotic Youth to fight against the Japanese invaders through the newspapers in the border area.
Moreover, in the past two years, many patriotic youths were willing to give up their luxurious lives in the big cities and come to Yan 'an to join the Eighth Route Army in the war.
The captain had a good impression of these people.
But what was an overseas Chinese?
Wan Zhenhua had to explain his identity as an overseas Chinese and clarify his thoughts again.
"Comrade Company Commander, I heard that the Eighth Route Army is short of weapons and ammunition during the war against Japan. Our overseas Chinese compatriots have gathered money to buy a batch of weapons and ammunition.
As the representative of our overseas compatriots, I brought a batch of them to establish contact with your Eighth Route Army. However, he accidentally got involved in this war.
If you are the regular armed forces of the Eighth Route Army, I would like to meet your leader to discuss the issue of this batch of ammunition donation.”
This time, the company commander understood. They were here to deliver weapons and ammunition!
That would definitely not be a problem!
As everyone knew, the Eighth Route Army lacked everything, especially weapons and ammunition.
Not to mention the Central Army, even the local nobodies had better equipment than them.
If they did not have enough weapons and ammunition, they would not be able to fight in a war. In the face of the Japanese with abundant firepower, they would have to pay with their lives.
"Where are the things? Where are the weapons and ammunition you brought?”
The moment he asked, the captain's tanned face turned red. He realized that he was too anxious.
Wan Zhenhua didn't care about this. He understood.
He waved his hand.
The three figures who had been standing behind him with the wooden figures quickly ran to the back and pulled the carriage over slowly.
While the company commander was surprised, Wan Zhenhua pried open a wooden box and took out a well-made German grenade.
He handed the grenade to the captain and introduced,""This is one of the supplies we brought this time.
The German-made M24 grenade detonated 4 - 5 seconds after pulling the string. The warhead was filled with 100 grams of TNT explosives.
The grenades on your waist are replicas of the German M24 grenades. They are small and light, suitable for us Asians.
Of course, its power was also inferior.”
The captain took out the grenades from his waist and compared them.
"Hey, captain, this German grenade is bigger than ours. It's thick and long.”The little warrior beside him was extremely excited.
Who doesn't like stronger weapons?
The commander nodded in agreement. The grenade was bigger in size, and it contained more explosives and was more powerful. This was a clear fact.
He checked the ammo boxes on the other carriages, the light machine guns, and the mortars?
"Wow, my goodness. They're all good stuff!"
Wan Zhenhua did not stop and took four wooden boxes from the carriage. He handed them to the captain and said,"This is a small token of my appreciation. I hope you can accept it.”
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