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In a mountain village 20 kilometers away from Xiaohuang Village, Wan Zhenhua was sitting on a fire. He stared at the system panel in front of him and wondered what he should exchange for Commander Li.
Currently, he could only exchange for five types of weapons and equipment, and all of them were light weapons.
They were the ZB26 light machine gun, the M260mm mortar, the Mauser C96 pistol, the M1924 Mauser rifle, the M24 long-handled grenade, and the ammunition for the unlocked weapons.
Although these were also urgently needed by the Eighth Route Army, they were only light weapons. There was still a big difference between them and the heavy firepower of the Japanese.
Take artillery for example. If you were to use a 60mm mortar while the enemy was using a Type 92 infantry cannon, the enemy would be able to hit you, but you wouldn't be able to hit them. This was a disadvantage.
"However, let's wait a little longer. The day after tomorrow will be the first day. We'll see what new weapons and equipment have been unlocked then!”Wan Zhenhua muttered.
"Report!"
A report woke Wan Zhenhua, who was deep in thought in front of the fire.
"Yes, what is it?"
"Commander, we have cleared out all the bandits in Azure Dragon Village. We have dispatched 633 men, but none of them died or were injured.”
"Yes! Got it." Wan Zhenhua nodded to indicate that he understood. He stood up and walked out, looking at the soldiers who were cleaning up the corpses of the bandits.
These soldiers were the exchange options added by the system after Wan Zhenhua supported Li Yunlong.
It could be said that it was very suitable for the current Wan Zhenhua. Otherwise, if he relied on the few people gifted by the system at the beginning, in this chaotic world, not to mention supporting the Eighth Route Army's weapons and equipment, even self-preservation would be a problem.
This new personnel exchange could only be exchanged for ordinary infantry, artillery, machine gunners, scouts, medics, and logistics soldiers. Moreover, the system would randomly generate a squad leader for every 10 people, a platoon leader for every 40 people, a company commander for every 120 people, and a battalion commander for every 360 people.
Everything else was fine, except that the system currently limited the number of people who could exchange for one point to 200 per day.
The 600 men in front of him were three ordinary infantry companies, an artillery company, a machine gun company, a supply platoon, a fire reconnaissance platoon, and a medical team.
The appearance of personnel exchange also changed the mind of Wanzhen Hua from the initial Eighth Route Army transport captain to now not only the transport captain, but also personally command the fight against the devil, and both hands must be grasped, both hands must be hard
After all, when he first transmigrated, the system not only gave him a West Point background, but also imbued him with matching abilities and knowledge.
"Soon, soon." Wan Zhenhua looked at the night sky and muttered to himself.
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The wind whistled for a long time, and the snow had already covered the ground. As far as the eye could see, the entire ground was white. The snow on the ground had already been frozen solid. It looked like snow, but in fact, it was all hard ice. When one stepped on it, it creaked and it was easy to slip.
It was January in the northwest of Shanxi Province. The cold wind was bone-piercing, and it was a world of ice and snow.
11 PM, the new regiment's base, Little Huang Village.
Old Wang was holding an oil lamp. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he was blown by the howling cold wind. His teeth trembled. He quickly shrunk his neck and covered his gray coat, which had been changed from the Ghost Army coat, before walking to the left of Xiaohuang Village.
On the left side of Xiaohuang Village, there was a newly built thatched stable near the cliff.
The roof was made of broken sacks mixed with straw, the walls were made of crushed stones and dried trees, and the outer layer of the walls was covered with a layer of broken sacks and canvas to prevent wind. Only the main beam was made of a few pieces of better wood.
Pushing open the wooden door made of rattan, Old Wang walked into the thatched stable that had just been built.
Everyone was afraid of the cold. Even the sturdy mules were shivering in the winter in northwestern Shanxi. They would fall sick from time to time. Once they fell down in this weather, it was difficult for them to stand up again. Therefore, Old Wang specially rushed to build this stable to store a new group of mules and horses.
There were seventy mules in the regiment.
Old Wang, who was nearly forty years old, endured the piercing pain between his legs and knees as he inspected them one by one.
In the middle of the stable, there was Old Wang's heart meat. Not long ago, Wan Zhenhua had given him twenty mules. They came from the system and were called military field transport mules and horses.
They were obviously different from the other mules. These twenty mules were bigger, taller, and more shaped. Even their fur was unusually smooth and smooth, without a speck of dust. They were also more energetic and clean. At this moment, one of them was snorting, its two thick lips moving up and down as it nibbled on the grass in the food trough.
With the help of the lantern in his hand, he looked at the energetic mule that was eating, and then compared it to the other short and thin mules that were listless. Old Wang felt gratified from the bottom of his heart.
With these smart, docile, and capable mules, the transportation capacity of the transport platoon increased by several levels.
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