"Donations from overseas Chinese? How can I, Old Li, encounter such a good thing?"
Li Yunlong raised his eyebrows as he looked at the three pistols on the temporary platform.
He looked at the silver-plated anti-slip gun in his hand, as well as the exquisite magazine, gun oil, gun brush, and other accessories. There was an unconcealable fondness in his eyes.
Soldiers, especially during wartime, all liked guns.
This must be a gift box specially made for high-ranking military officers…Li Yunlong realized the true purpose of these exquisite shell guns.
Li Yunlong's fingers matte the silver-plated handle and the carvings on the wooden box. He suddenly changed the topic of his usual swearing tone."These are all good guns. Even the guns of the head of the headquarters can't compare to them. Moreover, they're silver-plated.”
" Indeed. The quality of these weapons is really weird. Not only are they extremely accurate, but their effective range is also better than ordinary shell guns. Even the recoil is lower. They can hit anywhere within 80 meters," Zhang Dabiao added.
These guns really surprised him. One was fine. Even if it was produced by a large foreign factory, there were good and bad ones. However, there were four in a row, and each of them was of such high quality. This was too unbelievable.
"There are still three hours before the scheduled battle time. You go and arrange the attack plan. I'll go and meet this person.
"In addition, put away these four silver-plated shell guns. Put the other accessories, belts, and the original models into them. Put the bullets into them as well. You and Tie Shan, each of you go to the logistics warehouse and get an ordinary one.
"As for these four guns, I have other uses for them."
Li Yunlong suddenly said before he walked out of the bunker.
After his research, it was highly possible for them to break out of the encirclement from the front without obeying the orders of their superiors.
Although Sakata's frontal attack was very strong, he was too arrogant and lost his defense. As long as he could break through Sakata's attack in the first wave, it would be easier to break through from the front than from other directions. Even in the direction of the Yu Family, the Japanese had half a brigade of defenders and had a complete position. If they attacked, the casualties would not be small.
As for killing Sakata, it was just a passing move.
However, it was disobedience after all. Even if there was a great result, he would probably be criticized later. He might even be punished. At that time, these four guns would be useful. Even if they could not avoid punishment, they could do many things to pave the way for the future.
He couldn't give gifts, and he would be scolded if he gave cigarettes and alcohol. No one would say that he gave guns, right?
Great Commander Li was also a shrewd person who knew all kinds of things.
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Wan Zhenhua stood behind the fortifications and observed the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army lying on the ground.
Her face was red from the cold, and her clothes were so tattered that one could not tell what color they were originally.
Those who didn't know better would think that this was a group of beggars!
In terms of material conditions, they were much worse than the Central Army and the Jinsui Army, let alone the Japanese.
However, it was such an armed force that could resist the Japanese for eight years behind the enemy lines and achieve a great victory.
There was no doubt that the core of the Eighth Route Army's true success was not the quality of their weapons and equipment, but the people who used them.
These warriors who used weapons and equipment were all illiterate farmers before joining the team.
Undoubtedly, it was a great pioneering work to unite their education under one banner.
From the bottom of his heart, if it wasn't for the fact that he really couldn't say it, he would have donated all his resources to this real people's army.
Moreover, if the troops that were surrounded at the Gray Cloud Ridge today were not the 8th Route Army…
If it was the Central Army, the Jinsui Army, and the other anti-Japanese armed forces, he would not come at all.
Because there was no need to come and die.
Moreover, how many of those troops could hold on for a day and night under the attack of the Sakata United Army and launch 13 hand-to-hand battles to repel the enemy?
If he delivered the weapons and equipment over, the Japanese would be so excited that they would call him the captain of the transportation team.
That would be a disgrace to the transmigrators.
Very soon, Li Tieshan arrived with the excited Li Yunlong.
"This is our regiment commander, Li Yun Long.”
"Is this the new regiment commander of the 386th Brigade, Commander Li? I've heard a lot about you. I'm Wan Zhenhua, a returned overseas Chinese.
I heard that the Eighth Route Army is short of ammunition, so I brought some weapons and ammunition to support your department and fight against the Japanese.”
Wan Zhenhua cupped his hands in greeting. His attitude was enthusiastic, like a traveler who had left home for many years and returned to his hometown to see his relatives.
Touching his heart, his blood was warm, and he had the heart to serve his country!
"Alright, our country needs Brother Zhenhua, a patriot like him!”
Li Yunlong was also a person who could climb up with a pole. He cupped his hands and was extremely friendly.
Who would neglect a rich man who came to deliver money?
"Brother Zhenhua, this battle could start at any time. Should we take a look at the weapons and equipment first?”
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Li Yunlong couldn't hold back his restlessness. Compared to Wan Zhenhua, weapons and equipment were more important.
"No problem. Let's look at the weapons and equipment first.”
Wan Zhenhua naturally agreed.
The group of people arrived in front of the carriage he had brought.
Li Yunlong saw the mortar that had just been assembled at a glance." Oh, I really brought it!”
Although Zhang Dabiao had reported that the other party had a lot of supplies, it was obvious that the physical goods were more impactful.
In Li Yunlong's eyes, these two mortars were more important than his wife.
After all, his wife was still in the womb of some mother-in-law.
Wan Zhenhua acted as the commentator."Regiment Commander Li, this is an American made 60mm mortar. It was the inventory of an American arms dealer. Each mortar came with 200 ammunition.
The quality is definitely not a problem. It will depend on whether your department has a gunner who can play around.”
Li Yunlong was a veteran in the army, so he could tell the quality of the cannon at a glance.
The quality of the workmanship was not a problem. The spare parts were complete. It was much better than the cannons that were seized.
It was common for the Japanese to destroy weapons and equipment while escaping.
As a result, the cannons seized by the 8th Route Army were often defective and lacked some parts.
To be honest, this was Li Yunlong's first time seeing a brand new cannon. He couldn't bear to take his hands off it.
"Hu Zi, call Wang Chengzhu over. Damn it, there were enough cannonballs. This time, they could finally open fire.”
While waiting, Wan Zhenhua continued his career as a guide, like a child showing off his toys, showing off the weapons and equipment he had brought.
They were no strangers to the light machine guns of the Soviet Republic. Compared to the many light machine guns on the domestic battlefield, other than being expensive, they had no other shortcomings.
The 30 light machine guns were arranged neatly in a spectacular manner.
The soldiers couldn't take their eyes off him, and their mouths were wide open in joy.
Thirty light machine guns.
Bayonets, what was the point of fighting? He just had to hold the machine gun and shoot.
Of course, the bullets produced by the system had to be fully equipped. Each light machine gun had a base of 2000 bullets, so a total of 60,000 machine gun bullets.
"Regiment commander, this machine gun still has a lot of spare parts. There are four spare barrels.”
Li Tieshan acted as if he had discovered a treasure and was so excited that he was showing off to Li Yunlong.
Machine guns had to be replaced after a long time. The Eighth Route Army had to piece together the incomplete weapons and equipment to equip the troops.
It would be a dream to prepare spare parts.
At this point in the battle, several of the light machine guns had been damaged.
If they couldn't fix it, they could only dismantle it and make parts for other machine guns.
Li Yunlong knew this very well. He ordered his men to quickly go to the various battalions and collect the damaged light machine guns. After some simple repairs and replacement, they could increase the firepower.
"Huo, Captain, this grenade is really big.”
When Zhang Dabiao heard that there were weapons and equipment coming, he asked the deputy battalion commander to keep an eye on the position and came over himself.
"A German man-made grenade. How is it? It looks mighty!”
Li Yunlong had already treated these things as his own, and his words were full of bragging.
Although he really did not know how powerful this thing was.
After all, the daily loot was the Japanese Cantaloup Grenades.
The Eighth Route Army had never bought authentic German grenades, nor did they have the money to buy them.
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